The Detonation
After the dust settled, I finally realized what had happened all along. A D-Boy or a missing SCP had set off the nuclear missile after releasing the SCPs. My life had then just turned upside-down, for the facility was my responsibility, as lead scientist. I soon had to call for desparate measures. Do you even realize how big a deal this was? My life's work, all of it, my predecessor's the whole lot, including SCP-173, had been obliterated. Turned into subatomic particles. We had no time traveling device. We had no backup plan. I was sure to be demoted to Class-D, so I did what any sane person would do in my shoes. I grabbed a gun, grabbed a vest, and ran.
What should I do? Please tell me this time! I need your help. You are my only hope.
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