#🔬💫 dr. vox 💫🔬

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Alfor was currently tapping his fingers along his leg, seated and waiting for whatever was going to occur next. His posture and expression gave the impression of collective and calm.

The foundation had captured Alfor and placed him in a cell a few weeks ago, but everything was peaceful. Sure, there was a few hiccups there, but the foundation was trying its best.

A man named Dr. Vox came in with Alfor's assigned researcher, and behind the two were...a teenage boy? What was a teenager doing here?

"Mr. Alfor, we're running a small test with Dr. Vox. This boy is Charlie...he was involved with two different incidents a few weeks ago. We just want you and the boy to socialize, okay?"

The researcher smile while Dr. Vox tries to reassure Charlie. The poor kid looks like he doesn't even want to be here.

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Kolivan cautiously maneuvered around the office area. It was empty. Dark, quiet. He barely made any sound. Movements calculated and purposeful. He was making great pace and had gotten to the doorway.

He was even more cautious I us as he looked out of its tiny window. Moving away and propping himself on a mini-ledge. In case whomever resided here decides to step in.

A dark blue haired man in a lab coat and a teenage boy wearing an all black casual outfit could be seen from the window. Both seems to be talking, but only the man's voice can be heard.

Soon, the man and boy started to walk towards the door...Kolivan would need to hide, and fast too!

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"...feel free to test it out..."

Charlie glanced at Kolivan, with great confusion in his eyes.

SCP-035 is giggling as a few more SCPs and Dr. Vox walks in.

"...what are those? Brownies?"

"What are these- Brownies?" He swears he has had enough of these people. But this was the first time he got something edible. Kolivan seemed to linger in the corner of the room. Stoic as usual.

"...i...dunno. 035 made them earlier but told me to not take any...'leave them for the adults,' or something..."

Charlie scratched his head in confusion, while the mentioned SCP-035 is seen hiding behind a corner.

That mask is laughing as well...

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Kolivan could hear the voices of the two, now with the boy's voice being clear.

"Listen, Charlie, after you leave the site, you need to tell no one. You're already doing a pretty good job, so just keep doing that, okay?"

"...alright, Dr. Vox. I'll do just that."

The boy's voice was dark, and sad-sounding.

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The current researchers were only writing about Ozar's behavior. Although they were talking about 'the computer's recent behaviors about the reptile'...doesn't sound too good.

But, for now, everything is fine...for now.

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Kolivan cautiously maneuvered around the office area. It was empty. Dark, quiet. He barely made any sound. Movements calculated and purposeful. He was making great pace and had gotten to the doorway.

He was even more cautious I us as he looked out of its tiny window. Moving away and propping himself on a mini-ledge. In case whomever resided here decides to step in.

A dark blue haired man in a lab coat and a teenage boy wearing an all black casual outfit could be seen from the window. Both seems to be talking, but only the man's voice can be heard.

Soon, the man and boy started to walk towards the door...Kolivan would need to hide, and fast too!

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"...it smells strange?"

Charlie and Vox now has a concerned look on their face, while SCP-049 tilted his head.

"...strange smiling brownies? How curious...did 035 made them?"

Charlie nods, and 049 sighs.

"...my, my...the mask must've added something in it..."

Charlie made a small 'hm', and frowns.

"...perhaps...don't eat it...?"

"Oh, please eat it! Nothing too suspicious...hehehe."

"What are these- Brownies?" He swears he has had enough of these people. But this was the first time he got something edible. Kolivan seemed to linger in the corner of the room. Stoic as usual.

"...i...dunno. 035 made them earlier but told me to not take any...'leave them for the adults,' or something..."

Charlie scratched his head in confusion, while the mentioned SCP-035 is seen hiding behind a corner.

That mask is laughing as well...

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Dr. Vox smiles, and pats Charlie on the back. He whispers to the boy.

"Remember, you can talk about anything, Charlie- Well...almost anything...you'll do great, sport."

Dr. Vox smiles again and leaves with the other researcher. Charlie stayed silent, for a little bit.

Charlie seems to be lucky enough that he isn't a D-Class, but it's still concerning that a teenager was involved with two different incidents. Maybe he'll open up about that...

Charlie attempt to speak.

"...Hi...Mr.Alfor..."

...well, it was a start. Not a great start, but a start.

Alfor was currently tapping his fingers along his leg, seated and waiting for whatever was going to occur next. His posture and expression gave the impression of collective and calm.

The foundation had captured Alfor and placed him in a cell a few weeks ago, but everything was peaceful. Sure, there was a few hiccups there, but the foundation was trying its best.

A man named Dr. Vox came in with Alfor's assigned researcher, and behind the two were...a teenage boy? What was a teenager doing here?

"Mr. Alfor, we're running a small test with Dr. Vox. This boy is Charlie...he was involved with two different incidents a few weeks ago. We just want you and the boy to socialize, okay?"

The researcher smile while Dr. Vox tries to reassure Charlie. The poor kid looks like he doesn't even want to be here.

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The sounds of guards marching in was a bit surprising, but not very worrying. They seem to have a protocol for the boy...for some odd reason.

"Bye, Charlie. See you after five weeks."

"...yeah. Bye."

The guards marched off with the teen in tow, as the researcher headed back to where he came from.

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As the researchers were talking, everything suddenly went red and flashing. Ozar's containment door suddenly opened, and the intercom began playing strange sounds.

"D-Did 079 just-?"

"Dang it! Just like what it did back in Site-19!"

"We need to stay here!"

All the researchers were talking among themselves, not really focusing on Ozar at the moment.

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Kolivan cautiously maneuvered around the office area. It was empty. Dark, quiet. He barely made any sound. Movements calculated and purposeful. He was making great pace and had gotten to the doorway.

He was even more cautious I us as he looked out of its tiny window. Moving away and propping himself on a mini-ledge. In case whomever resided here decides to step in.

A dark blue haired man in a lab coat and a teenage boy wearing an all black casual outfit could be seen from the window. Both seems to be talking, but only the man's voice can be heard.

Soon, the man and boy started to walk towards the door...Kolivan would need to hide, and fast too!