I Knew You Once. -An SCP Foundation Story-

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- D-3921's dream –

There is darkness all over the place. I look around. Nothing. „Hello ?!" I shout out, hoping for a response. I then feel hands on me who throw me down on the floor. Then a light from the ceiling that is right above me turns on, its light almost blinding. Around me, I see a huge half-round table, and what I assume 13 humanoid figures. No matter how hard I try, I can't take out their appearance, but their closeness makes me feel weak and intimidated. It's like they have an undeniable aura that holds me down. They are just simply staring down at me.

"You thought betraying *us* would do you any good? You thought you could escape ?" The one in front of me speaks up, his tone cold and unforgiving. I just stare at the man's figure. I try to stand up, but I feel people from behind push me down again, and then feel someone push a gun right to my head, the gun's muzzle pointed towards my brain.

"W-What do you mean ? I didn't do anything !" I bite out as I feel the cold metal of the gun on my head. Some of them let out small snickers, like what I just said is a joke. Am I dreaming ??

The one on his right shakes his head to himself. I fixate my eyes on him. "You didn't change. You can joke even in this type of scenarios" The other says, I glance around again, just their eyes could make me paralyzed to the ground. "I am not-" "It was nice while it lasted. Well...you are too valuable to go to waste" He says, eyeing me up and down, like taking a last glance at me. He finally looks at the person behind me and nods to the person communicating with them without saying anything. Telling them what to do.

The person grabs me even more tightly and pushes a mask on me, and thanks to that, everything starts to become blurry. I try to fight, but it's unworthy of their power; everything fades away.

-Dream end-

I sit up from my bed, looking around. I let out a relieved sigh. "It was just a dream" I say under my breath, and repeat it until I believe it.

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I am walking down the never ending corridors again with 2 security guards.

The walk does not feel long like yesterday, I am thinking about the dream I just had. 13 humanoid figures, one long table, me, and there is a chance that there was also 2 man behind me who sort of like put me to sleep. This may have been a very made-up dream or something really dark from my past. I guess I will never know. I can't possibly know without memories.

The guard in front of me starts to slow down so I do the same. There are 4 other Class-D's coming from somewhere else, I don't recognize any of them from dinner.

We all get through a huge door and finally get to the 'lobby' of the next unknown thing. There is a description next to the door of the containment room.

SCP-049. These beings are numbered, just like us. I wonder if they do not remember their pasts either.

"Go inside all of you, and wait for other commands!" A researcher says, it's the same researcher who was interrogating me. He never told me his name. He still has that wide smile on him. The door opens and we obey, totally not because of the guards behind us holding guns up at us.

Oh my God.

I feel my body tense, my breath hitches. One of the other Class-Ds bangs the door behind me with full force, but its not worthy, that door is too thick.

"Ahh, here are the people you were talking about, thanks Doc." The thing says, that thing looks like a masked human who dressed for Halloween. He looks over at us, everyone is near the door, even me. this is the farthest possible place from him.

"Now,now. Don't be so fearful of me. I mean no harm. I am just here to cure you if you are sick." He says in a thick tone, somehow it's a bit soothing. He takes a step closer to us, I am behind another person so I should be good for a while.

Yeah no, I do not want that thing near me. One of the Class-Ds cough, the one right in front of me. SCP-049 locks eye contact with her and then starts to go towards her. He looks more hostile than before.

"Let me cure you of the pestilence." He says, oh yes. Now he is mentioning pestilence. I remember the doctors having this kind of bird mask on them over the course of that deadly virus. He finally touches the woman, and she starts to shake slightly and fall on the ground. I take a step back and then knock my back to the wall. He was about to take up the now-dead woman, as he does it he glances at me. He looks surprised, probably because he did not see me before. He pauses and looks puzzled. Before I or he could say anything, MTF's push open the door and get inside as if trying to get us out without SCP-049 getting out. The remaining Class-D's look horrified. I am too, he killed her without a second thought. But then...he just stopped ?

The door behind us closes and I glance towards the researcher. "You didn't give us any commands..." I say, my voice hints suspection. His smile slightly falters and he lets out a quick laugh. "Well, its because things did not go as planned. We did not think SCP-049 will kill her, so we just saved all of you."

"Expect her. And if you wanted to save us, you wouldn't have got us into that cell with that thing" My voice gets higher, and I point towards the cell.

He just simply stares at me and then tilts his head to the side. "You are just a Class-D, you can't speak to me like that again. Do you understand ?" He asks, his smile is non existing. I take some seconds but then I nod. This place smells from the head. Nothing is right here. I glance back at the cell for the last time. First I should find out who I am, then comes what this place is.

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Its finally dinner time again, I have been staring at the class-d cell for at least 2 hours. A guard opens my cell door with his key card again. I have realized that not everyone has the same level of cards. This man only has Level 2, that smiley researcher had level [Redacted]

Maybe the level of cards show the level of how much place they can open. I just need to get a high level card and a great escape plan.

I finally sart to walk towards the canteen room. I am analyzing the build of the whole class-d sector. A lot of cameras, guards. No signs of people trying to escape through the wall. Maybe I am the only stupid person who thinks that there is a small percentage to escape or they got found before they could even start. Probably both is true.

At the canteen room I get my tray just like yesterday. I smell the food which I immediately regret. The smell of it almost makes me vomit on it. I go to the same table we were at yesterday and I see the same gang expect David. I sit down, the others look shocked and disturbed. "Let me guess, bad tests ?" I ask and then I take a bite from the food without trying to smell it.

"Don't worry. I had a weird test too. The SCP literally killed a woman with its touch and then he was just staring at me. And-" I stop once I realize they are still deadly quiet. I look up at them. "What's wrong ?" I finally dare ask.

"David" One of them says in a low tone. I look at him without understanding what he means to say.

"Didn't he say he will be let free this night ?" I ask, they look even more sad.

"Yes, but he just died." 

A/N: Thank you for reading this chapter. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. Sorry, it may be a bit short but its full of action. >.<I am surprised its already 22 reads under a week. TYSM.