Flynn and Wolfy shot down SCP-939 immediately. SCP-939 made a horrible noise, which seemed to echoed through the halls. It then fell over sideways, limp.

Jacob: Is it… dead?

Wolfy: Must be.

I turned around and remembered Jennie. I kneeled down by her side. Her voice was hoarse from when she had been bitten.

Jennie: Well… at least you killed it.

I held Jennie's hand in between mine.

Dr. Dawson: It's going to be ok. I promise.

Jennie: ...I'm going to die here, Tommy.

I felt the tears falling down my face slowly.

Jennie: Tommy?

Dr. Dawson: Y-yes?

Jennie: I love you.

Dr. Dawson: I love you too, Jennifer.

I reached over Jennie, and kissed her slowly. She touched my face with her smooth hand. I then pulled away.

Jennie: I want you to leave this horrible place, and never come back. For me.

Her body then went cold. I held her in my arms, rocking back and forth, tears in my eyes. I looked over at the rest of the group.

Flynn: Thomas… I am so sorry…

I then pulled out Wolfy's switchblade, cut off a piece of fabric from Jennie's orange Class-D jumpsuit, and put it in my back pocket.

Wolfy: Listen, we need to go.

Dr. Dawson: ...Fine. Let's go then.

I picked myself up off the floor and walked with the group through the heavy containment zone. Later, we found SCP-012's containment cell. Security footage showed a Level 5 keycard on the ground inside.

Jacob: Well, we need to get that keycard.

Dr. Dawson: Wait! One time, when I had found a Level 5 keycard, It was actually a trap that SCP-049 set up. What if it's another trap.

Flynn: Security footage shows there to be nothing inside the containment cell.

Wolfy: Ok then… so we need somebody to go in and get it. Whoever goes in is going to be at risk.

Nobody volunteered. Nobody even said a word.

Dr. Dawson: You know what? I'll do it.

The whole group looked at me in shock, surprise.

Flynn: Thomas, are you sure?

Dr. Dawson: ...Yes.

They opened the door to the containment cell. SCP-012 was suspended in a cube, which the door was wide open, exposing SCP-012. I grabbed the keycard and then was about to leave when I felt the urge to go near SCP-012. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. I gazed upon SCP-012. The bloody music notes were scrawled on the piece of paper. The symphony was so close to being finished. All I had to do was add a few music notes. But I needed something better than boring, old, dumb lead.

I needed blood to finish this song.

I grabbed Wolfy's switchblade from my pocket, opened up the blade, and held it against my wrist.

Wait, what am I doing!? Oh, I know exactly what I'm doing. I'm doing what needs to be done. No! Stop! What's happening?! I need to do it. I have to do it. Uh, who are you? You're not my original thoughts!

I dug the tip of the switchblade into my wrist. I tried to resist the power as hard as I could, but part of me wanted to give in…

Yes… deeper… finish the song.

I dug the switchblade deeper into my wrist. Blood poured out and onto my arm. I dabbed a bit of it with my finger and wrote out the music notes on the piece of paper. I laughed out loud as I continued to write out the music notes. Before I could finish, I felt hands grab me on the shoulder. I turned around to find Wolfy, who snapped me out of my daze.

Wolfy: Are you ok?

Dr. Dawson: Wha… oh I'm fine.

Wolfy noticed my wrist. He held out my arm for him to see.

Wolfy: No, you're not. C'mon, let's get you bandaged up before you bleed out.

He lead me out of the containment cell. As I walked out, I looked behind me to see SCP-012 one last time.

Me and the rest of the group walked side by side through the halls, trying to find our way back to the entrance zone gate. I contemplated the possibilities and endings by the time we escape, if we do manage to. There are several possibilities, that I could think of.

1. All four of us somehow die an untimely and horrific death here, at this facility.

2. Three of us are left, one will have died.

3. Two of us are left, the other two have died.

4. One of us are left, the other three have all died.

5. All four of us somehow live through this nightmare.

I looked down at my newly bandaged wrist. I thought of how lucky I am to have been saved by Wolfy. If he had come in any later-

I shuddered at the thought of what might happen. Flynn held his fist up, to symbolize that we need to stop.

Flynn: Wait. I hear something behind this door.

He pointed to the door in front of us. He and Wolfy took their guns out of the holsters and motioned for me and Jacob to stay back.

Wolfy: On 3, open the door. 1… 2… 3… Now!

Flynn pressed the button to open the door. The door slid open, revealing SCP-049.

SCP-049: Well look what we have here...