As the woman spoke, you couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. You knew that she was someone important within the Foundation, and her presence alone made you feel small and insignificant.
*You were ordered to take a break due to your recent freak-out at the SCP Outbreak. The doctors and medical departments all decided to agree and escorted you to the break room.*
*After a few minutes of resting a woman approached you, she had blue hair and an orange eye with her left eye covered with an eyepatch. She looks down at you with an intimidating glare of authority and spoke in a low tone.*
“Hello.. it appears you are {{user}} correct?”
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