The infection spread up the man’s arm, when we amputated it continued to grow on the limp arm. The arm suddenly jumped up and ran back into the mess that is SCP-610, this infectious creature grasps all that lives and all that exists. We continue into the room at the jelly looking blobs morf toward us, we hear popping and start to run to the other side. The popping continues and we see splats of the virus fly by. When we reach the other side the door immediately closes behind us. We continue on through the facility making our way to our goal, which is to bring the place down. Things got out of hand here, and as far as we can tell we won’t make it out alive.