I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

He observed for a while, and found that most of the pedestrians around him were Caucasian, and the architectural style was Gothic, so it must be a certain country in Europe.

Zhang Jue wandered around for a long time and found a road sign, but he didn't recognize the words on it.

It seemed to be French, which also confirmed his speculation from the side.

So I should be in France now?How did this place become like this, making a large-scale science fiction film?

Guessing is useless, Zhang Jue decided to follow someone to see where they went.

Zhang Jue chose a 40-year-old middle-aged woman and followed her all the way to an office building. Looking at the national flag flying in front of the door, he confirmed his guess.

This lady seemed to be a government employee. Zhang Jue followed her through various checkpoints—everyone ignored him as a follower, and only the various gates were still working normally.

Zhang Jue followed her to the office, and several staff members were already sitting in their seats.

Their computers were not turned on, and they sat in front of the computers, motionless, like zombies.

For ordinary people, this scene was a bit scary, and it would be considered courageous not to pee in fear, but Zhang Jue was no one, not only was he not afraid, he even blocked the lady's eyes with his hand.

no response.

Zhang Jue started to be funny, making all kinds of weird and funny moves, and almost took off his pants.

Still no response.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Jue picked up a chair and slammed it on the lady—the table next to her.

There was a loud "bang" that made Zhang Jue's ears hurt, but neither the female staff nor her colleagues looked sideways, only staring at the computer that was not turned on.

"You are cruel!"

This time Zhang Jue could finally confirm that their five senses had been completely closed, and it was estimated that even if he came here for a striptease, no one would bother him.

Although anything could happen in the dream, Zhang Jue always felt that something was wrong.

These people are too realistic, is this really a dream?

He pushed the lady away, sat down in front of the computer, and pressed the power button.

The computer turned on normally, and it displayed that a password was required. Zhang Jue entered 123456 without even thinking about it.

The password is correct, the computer freezes for a few seconds, and the desktop pops up.

Zhang Jue clicked on the calendar, and the time displayed on it was February 2221, 2.

He found the female employee's w (work daily) on the desktop, and the last entry was dated February 2221, 2—the day he crossed.

In other words, since that day, the world has been abnormal.

Zhang Jue thought for a while, opened the search engine, switched the language to Chinese, and searched for a name—that was the name of the former president of Mei Guo, who had just stepped down a few days ago when Zhang Jue traveled through time.

Sure enough, Zhang Jue saw the corresponding information.

Afterwards, he searched for all the domestic and foreign events he remembered, and without exception, all of them could be found.

Finally, he opened the map and located the address of his home.

"What—the—fvck?!"

Zhang Jue finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed loudly.

What the hell is this dream, this is the world he lived in before he crossed over!

Now that the game is getting bigger, what happened here, how did it become like this?

It seems that the problem is not him, but the world.

If he hadn't crossed over, he would have probably turned into the same ghost like these people.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jue sat on a chair and sorted out his thoughts.

Some kind of mysterious event should have happened in this world.

He had just logged into several forums, and the time of the last reply on all the websites was infinitely close to 2221 o'clock on February 2, 1.

The calls to the fire department and the police were not answered, and no one responded to his posts.

At least for now, there is no 'living person' in the whole world, only those machines that do not require human intervention are still operating.

Zhang Jue only hated that he didn't study medicine, otherwise he could have dissected a big brother to see what's wrong with their bodies.

Of course, he also knew that even with the most advanced medical technology, the abnormality of these people probably could not be detected - this was more likely caused by some kind of mental interference.

Zhang Jue sat for a while, and decided to go out and look for other clues.

But at the moment he left, the phone at the front desk rang.

"Ring-ring--"

The phone ringtone that I was used to, now it sounded so bleak and terrifying.

There was a phone call?

Is it because he called the police just now?

Without hesitation, Zhang Jue ran over and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" He doesn't know French, so he can only make up the numbers in English.

There was a long silence, but Zhang Jue didn't hang up the phone. He could hear the sound of panting on the other side.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a young boy's childish voice sounded.

"help me……"

Chinese?

Zhang Jue was taken aback, and immediately said, "Hi, who are you? Where are you?"

"Please, help me—"

"Boom-bang-bang-bang-"

A loud noise sounded in his mind, the whole world began to shake, and the scene in front of him began to collapse.

Zhang Jue knew that he was about to wake up.

"Where are you? How can I save you!"

However, he couldn't hear the response over there.

……

"Boom-bang-bang-bang-"

There were quick knocks on the door one after another, and Yang Xue's voice came from outside the door.

"Zhang Jue! Zhang Jue! Are you up yet?"

Zhang Jue opened his eyes, and did not open the door immediately, but carefully recalled the dream just now—to be precise, it was not a dream at all, but a trip back to his original world.

He wanted to know what happened there.

"Zhang Jue! Are you up yet?"

Yang Xue's anxious voice sounded again, presumably something urgent happened.

Zhang Jue is currently living in SCP's staff dormitory. The conditions are not good, and anyone can come to him. The station manager Yang promised him a single-family villa, but he doesn't know when it will be fulfilled.

As soon as the door was opened, Yang Xue rushed in immediately, pulled him up and left: "Quick, come with me!"

"What's the matter?" Seeing her anxious expression, Zhang Jue was a little puzzled, thinking that my world was on the verge of destruction, and I was not as irritable as you.

"Something happened!" Yang Xue looked serious, and it seemed that the matter was indeed very difficult, "Do you still remember the bottomless stairwell you mentioned?"

Zhang Jue frowned slightly: "SCP087? Isn't its entrance already sealed off?"

Yang Xue shook her head, bit her lip and said, "Its entrance has indeed been sealed, but...something seems to be coming out of it."

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Chapter 11 Exploring the stairwell (recommended)

Item #: SCP-087

Object Class: Euclid

Description: Located on the campus of [REDACTED], SCP-087 is an unlit landing stairwell with 13 steps per floor, descending at an angle of 38 degrees.

Between the floors is a semicircular platform with a diameter of about 3 meters, which rotates 180 degrees every time the platform descends.

Since SCP-087's design limits visibility to approximately 1.5 steps, and there are no lamps or windows inside, any subject exploring SCP-087 must carry a light source.

Light sources over 75 watts have proven to be no better, as SCP-087 appears to absorb too much light.

Both test subject reports and audio recordings confirm the presence of distressed cries, presumably produced by children between the ages of █ and ██.

The source of the distress call was estimated to be 200 meters below the first platform, however, any attempts to descend the stairs failed to bring the subject any closer to the source of the sound.

The depth calculated by the deepest exploration has far exceeded the possible structural depth of the building and geological environment.

Until now, it is unknown whether SCP-087 has an end.

SCP-087 has had 4 exploration videos taken by D-class personnel so far, and each subject who conducted the exploration has encountered SCP-087-1, which is a face without pupils, nostrils, and mouth.

The nature of SCP-087-1 is completely unknown, but it has been determined that it is not the source of the distress call.

Explorers display intense fear and fear when confronted with SCP-087-1, but it is difficult to determine whether this feeling is abnormal or merely a natural reaction.

appendix:

In the two weeks following Expedition IV, several staff and students from the University of [REDACTED] reported hearing knocking on the door within SCP-087 at a frequency of 1-2 seconds.

After filling the door to SCP-087 with 6 cm thick industrial foam, all reports of knocking on the door have been discontinued.

Special Containment Procedures: The doorway leading to SCP-087 is constructed of reinforced steel plate with an electrically controlled locking mechanism. The entrance has been disguised as a cleaning room to match the design of the building in which it is located. The locking mechanism on the door handle is to remain locked unless Simultaneously apply ██ volts and turn the key counterclockwise.The door is lined with 6 cm thick industrial foam padding.

As a result of the last exploration, no personnel are allowed to enter SCP-087.

……

In the SCP Foundation, SCP-087 can be said to be famous, and like SCP682, it is also one of the inheritance items of the Foundation.

To put it simply, it is a bottomless stairwell with no lights, and there will be children crying for help from below.

Each time explorers encounter SCP-087-1 - a face without pupils, nostrils, or mouth, resembling a ghost.

Let's just say that SCP-087 fits almost all the elements of a horror movie.

The foundation has explored it 4 times, and the deepest one has reached 2 kilometers underground, but it still hasn't reached its bottom.

For the last time, the explorers saw a door and could confirm that the cry for help came from behind that door.

Then there is no more then.

After the explorer lost contact, the SCP Foundation completely sealed off the entrance to 087.

The foundation thought that it would gradually become a safe project, but unexpectedly, after many years, 087 became active again.

The cause of the incident was that a case occurred on the [DATA EXPUNGED] campus. Four students disappeared for no reason after cleaning the classroom in the evening self-study. The school and the police searched for many days, and finally found clues at the entrance of 087.

——On the old iron door, the outlines of the faces of several students gradually became clear, with painful expressions.

It was as if someone was inside, pressing their face hard against the iron gate.

For a while, people were panicked, and the campus was forced to suspend classes.

The police wanted to forcibly break down the door, and the SCP dispatched agents immediately passed the news to the headquarters after learning about it, because Site14 was the closest to the [DATA EXPUNGED] school, so the task was assigned to Yang Xue and the others.

Yang Xue said: "There is danger under SCP087. If there were not a few students inside, the foundation would not agree to re-exploration. The previous operations of D-class personnel all ended in failure, so this time we plan to send a TF The team is going down, uncle hopes that you can come to the scene and give guidance."

Regarding SCP087, Zhang Jue doesn't know much more than the foundation, but he now has the title of a consultant, so it's hard to refuse.

Zhang Jue nodded and carefully recalled the relevant information.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the [DATA EXPUNGED] school in a special vehicle of the Foundation.

The entrance of 087 is disguised as a dilapidated cleaning room, on the basement floor.

When Zhang Jue and Yang Xue arrived, a group of heavily armed soldiers was already waiting outside the door.

A middle-aged man was lecturing them: "To cooperate with the work of the researchers, no one is allowed to move around, and whoever dares to violate the order, I will shoot him dead!"