God fucking damnit

Let's start from the beginning, it'll make more sense.

I'm Dr. Eren Rivera. And, I thought I was dead.

I was under the impression that choking was fatal.

This time was different.

So, I was alive; I was drinking tea.

I choked, and I thought I died.

But then I woke up.

I'm not aware of how long it's been since I first got here.

My personnel file was made in 84;

Possibly, it's been a few years after that.

Being here has distorted my sense of time.

After a year, I stopped counting.

Why am I typing in these collapsed messages?

Doesn't it make it harder for people to see my messages?

To that, I'm not sure.

Anything I type gets put under one of these.

I guess he's trying to silence me for a second time.

The man that did this to me is named Elijah Stone.

Dr. Elijah Stone.

He was smiling as I sipped my tea;

Then I died;

He was still smiling.

lets see

kjalsdjal

asakuweyw8oaijdshuy93sa2

im bored

I wonder if anyone has seen this file.

I wonder if Elijah looks over this file.

He probably does;

Daily.

It probably makes him happy.

Elijah, why did you do this? How?

We did the same job. What was your deal?

What, were you jealous of me? You'd been there longer! You had the upper hand!

I got access to some other file.

I don't know why or how; it was an SCP document.

There wasn't a lot written; It was currently being typed when I got transported to it.

"SCP-XXXX is t" then, I think I interrupted it.

So I've got two rooms now.

Nice.

Update: I can't go to that file anymore

Great. That was some life to this dead case, gone. Eh, maybe they're trying to get me out.

I wonder if he knows.

I wonder if he was laughing with glee. Silly thought.

It’s not actually. What if he tried to stop them?

He could have been watching secretly dreading it.

No, what if he’s why I can’t access that other file anymore? What if he took my only out?

Sounds like him.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is self containing within it's documentation file. For containment purposes, SCP-XXXX's documentation file is to be created within the file it has been discovered in.

Descr

What the fuck

Wait

This is a good thing

Hey this is Rr Rivera

Alright.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is self containing within it's documentation file. For containment purposes, SCP-XXXX's documentation file is to be created within the file it has been discovered in.

Description: SCP-XXXX is the consciousness of foundation employee Dr. Eren Rivera. It is estimated that SCP-XXXX has been confined to this file since the day of its assumed death, 05/16/1985. SCP-XXXX can access any document written about itself.

Discovery: SCP-XXXX was discovered on 08/24/2019 by Researcher Oliver Crane. Researcher Crane came across the file while organizing old personnel files; While Researcher Crane was on the file text was currently being added, which was later confirmed to be a sapient being.

Further information pending.

wait

2019

2019

2019

its been

34 years

I

no

that has to be a lie

34
fucking
years

here I was
thinking

hm its maybe been a year ill get out soon

ill get out soon
it takes them some time!

THEY DUIDNT FIDN ME AFTER 34 GODDAMN YEARS

WHAT WEERE THEY DOING

HAS IT EVNT BEEN THAT LONG OR IS MY BRAIN PLAYINH TRICKS ON ME

ii

I died

but how was this file not discovered?

how was

how did they scroll past this and think it was completely normal?
maybe it was him
he convinced that if I came back
id steal his job again
but I didn't

no one cared to click the fucking textbut
why would they

this fucker wasn't even finished
hahahhaaaa why did I expect anything to happen
cant even finish my file
cant resume my life

whatever

maybe they'll talk with me some

I wonder how many anomalies there are now

probably alot
probably too many to spend time on this file
they've solved the issue

and im talking to no one

of course

everything was fine. I was willing to wait out the few years for them to find me—

until it was 34 minutes of forever.

the realization hit me. I’m going to be here forever.

and I’ll never know how long forever is

it will feel like a month between the last time they showed interest in me

when it was five years

five long years.

I’ll be tricked into thinking they care.

I’ve been wracking my brain for ways to get free

ways to release myself from this prison

I never noted it; I thought it would just be a back up plan

maybe deleting the file will do it? that’s what I thought

I discovered this was baseless

Ill always have a place whether I like it or not

I wanted out

every attempt I make is futile.

my last thread of hope is dying.

the possibility of of escape is getting narrower.

when they found me it was hopeful

but then it slipped away

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killed by my own superviser
have I been lying to myself

I shouldn't have done that presentation without you
Elijah I didn't mean to steal your job