So.. My name is…. Well, I suppose my name doesn't matter anymore. Replaced by the designation of O-13. One of thirteen people in charge of a secret organization protecting humanity from unknown forces.
Apparently, My previous successor is dead. Died to some Memetic Hazard. Hell if I know. Now I have to play catch up, and with over 4000 fucking SCP's logged, I've got my worked cut out for me. Great.
I have been told not investigate my successors death, to avoid any further death. Apparently, a whole fucking Site was lost. What godly Memetic Hazard could do that, I'd rather not find out.
Damn, I need a Drink.
