[ WP ] You are a D-class personnel in the SCP foundation . One of the Keter monsters have gotten out , and now you must survive .

'This would be safe', they said,'it would be an okay idea', they said. God I just had to take the offer. I run down the hall of the facility, trying to ignore that thing running after me. They, the men in those white lab coats, said that if I just participated in one of their programs for a month, I would be let of the hook for his crimes. Seemed to be a good deal at the time, better than staying in jail for a decade for selling drugs. 
 
 I look back to see the creature running after me. The thing looked like an old man, but it looked like he had rotten flesh all over his body. And that smile, that fucking smile. It was running to fast for a old man to be running that fast. 
 
 I look in front of me and see a door, a locked door. It seemed to be one of those safe zones that they always talked about. I get close to it and start to bang on it, screaming for them to let me in. `` Sorry, I'm sorry'', were the words that I heard come from a intercom. This is how'll die. I look to the left of me, and see a fire extinguisher to the left of me. If I'm going down, might as well make this things life hell for a minute. 
 
 `` Hey, you'', I scream at the creature, who know looks like he's confused, `` take this, you fucking asshole!'' I pull the fire extinguisher and fire it towards the creature. It falls to the ground, a daze. I then run past it, as fast as I can towards another part of the facility. I'm now in a broom closet, writing this. Tell my wife, I love her. 
 
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 *This note was found on D-38273 in broom closet on site ███, during the date of [ REDACTED ON 05-REQUEST ]. SCP-106 was successfully contained in its cell two hours after it caused a breach. *
