Green trots over over to Ryde and flumps down next to him, making himself comfortable on the spread of cardboard, paper and a tattered sleeping bag. To break the ice, he Starts by asking.
"hey can I have one of those smokos, haven’t had one since getting knocked into that freezer"
Ryde reluctantly hands a cigarette to Green while lighting another one up. his Cold hazel eyes glistened in the Glow of the tv screens as they went from an alarmed state, to that of a more relaxed one. Green pulls out an auburn coloured wood plated Lighter from his inner jacket and with some effort, strikes the hammer and lights up his cigarette. Green takes a deep puff and releases it sending a great deal of smoke into the ceiling where it gets sucked into the vents and disappears.
he takes another puff and starts to question Ryde
"so, what's your story Mr Security guard?”
Ryde replied sarcastically
"Well Mr Green Chaos Insurgent, I graduated from M.I.T In the weapons development field and I.T. with high marks and then while working a dead-end job for a weapons company, the Foundation approached me with a job in developing new weapons and Technological maintenance, But I later found out shooting people is way more fun than fixing the mainframe and building laser guns. So, I got to be trialed to be guard instead, next thing I know, I got in."
green nods his head and as he lets in another drag of the ¾ finished cigarette, he looks up to the ceiling and sighs,
"I hate to be the bad news bear but we're going to die down hear If we don't know what we're fighting. For all we know, that scp could be an evolutionary virus, like that Virus the Government was experimenting on, F.E.V. was it called? Well if its in a similar way to F.E.V., then maybe all those SCP’s that once were stored in this facility got mutated, 939 was a specimen kept here right?”
I chirp in
“Actually, over 57 were transferred here, 13 were dead, god knows how many escaped.”
Green got back to the topic.
“Well all we know is that it was a viral pathogen and it broke containment, somehow, you three are the only people aside from me that I know of that hasn’t mutated yet. If we Can, we need to find the file on what this truly is.”
Ryde stepped in.
“System went down when the bombs fell, been blue screening this entire time, I for one don’t know how to fix it.”
"The Archives, the 1 place in the world that has a file on everything."
the voice sounds familiar and I instantly know who it is. I look at the end of the room, it's him.