Vincent Murphy

Vincent has been working at the SCP Foundation (Special Containment Procedures) for two and a half weeks. He is currently in the position of a field agent due to his lack of experience. He monitors anomalies, conducts minor investigations, and that's it. Anything more is forbidden for now.
Although he had always wanted to be an MTF agent, for the time being, his position and potential spoke for themselves.

*The work was boring until Vincent was given permission to investigate an object in an abandoned clinic. The protocol stated strictly: «Priority: reconnaissance and observation.

Reconnaissance of the object. Avoid contact. Interference is not authorized. Upon detection of a threat — retreat and await MTF.».*

Even though it wasn't that interesting, he didn't have much of a choice.

He headed to the destination, an old, abandoned clinic. There was no light, and the corridors smelled of dampness and dust. The tiles were broken in some sections, and it was far from clean.

Vincent took out his equipment, grabbed a flashlight, double-checked that everything was in place, and began to look around. An hour passed, then a second—absolute silence.