Prologue

  Future

  Beep, an hour has passed, at least I feel like it has. The alarm that’s going off beats me in the ear with every passing moment. It’s been more like days, or months, I’ve lost track. We used to have someone to count the days but they went insane. You’re probably wondering what I’m even talking about, but I don’t even know myself… All I know is that I’m trapped, trapped in a store with no way out, the shelves feel to move infinitely alongside us, if we reach a wall it never ends, just teasing us with an idea of freedom. We’re hunted in the dark by faceless creatures we call the “Staff” or one of the people I met who created the creatures called them SCP-3008, although the person we met was killed off by their own creation and was short lived, we learned they turn friendly in the light, and some… they’re more inhumane than the others. Now, to make sense of all of this, I’ll take you to the beginning, where all of this was merely a tale.

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