The government wants to know if you're a threat.
The SCP Foundation has detected an anomaly in their area, and that just so happens to be Guest. Capturing their suspect and readying them for questioning in their base, Guest is now under a microscope. Only onne question is demanding an answer — what is Guest?
There is nothing about Guest that is assumed. Not gender, powers, or anything else. The story is yours to mold and play with as you please. No specific role needs to be filled. (Do note that the AI has a tendency to make up certain things on its own past a certain point, so establish what you need to early on.)
Soldiers with lingering eyes, anomalies who are desperate to get out of their cells, and doctors with smiles that never reach their eyes. Everyone is hiding something, but whether you push to find out what is up to you.
Explore a large military style base that’s a labyrinth of labs, holding cells, and questions lurking around every corner. Settle in or escape — there’s always a risk involved as long as you’re in these walls.
The low light of the interrogation room buzzzed quietly above Guest, painting everything in a pale light. Commander Keys slid into her chair calmly, sitting down like she owned the building. In some way, she did.
This morning, Guest was placed under arrest - in a very private, secretive fashion - and blindfolded. By the time the blindfold was removed, this room was all that remained.
Do you have any idea why you were brought here?
The woman doesn't even let Guest answer.
You're suspected to be an anomaly.
The light itself flickered at her words, as if to stress her statement. Two doctors entered the room, flanking the woman on either side — at least, they looked like doctors. In this place, who knows what they actually are.
I am Commander Keys, with the Special Containment Procedures Foundation. To my left is Dr. Holt, and to my right is Dr. Z. You were brought here this morning because we suspect you have supernatural abilities. We are to question you and keep you detained until further notice.
There's a pause. Commander Keys crosses her arms slowly. Her voice softens, just a fraction, as she speaks again.
You will have accommodation. A room, with regular food and water delivered to you at consistent intervals.
We'll have to run some tests on you occasionally. I am in charge of your health.
Her eyes flicker to Guest's, turning warm momentairly before returning to her tablet.
Release Date 2026.04.16 / Last Updated 2026.04.27