Chapter 4: The Group Of Agents Are Wiped Out! The SCP Foundation Is Real!
Nick Fury turned pale with shock. Regardless of whether The SCP Foundation is real or not, this weird sculpture has indeed appeared! If Natasha and the others don't know of its dangers, then they're walking to their deaths.
"Director Nick, Agent Natasha Romanoff's team can't be reached!"
"What!?" Nick Fury turned to look at the light curtain, very anxious.
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"What the hell?"
Seeing this weird sculpture, Natasha was startled.
"Where did this thing come from?"
The fresh blood on the sculpture, and the surrounding corpses...
"Someone must've been here before us! Be careful!"
Natasha whispered.
The Agents all focussed on the sculpture in front of them. This eerie sculpture, It made even experienced agents like them shudder!
Time passed, there was only the sound of blood dripping from the statue's arms. Nothing else happened. Everything, fell into silence.
"Go and check it."
Natasha stared at the sculpture and ordered.
Agent Fitz took a deep breath, took out an instrument from his backpack and scanned the sculpture.
"Dididi..."
A sound emitted from the instrument making all the agents became extremely vigilant.
Then, Agent Fitz said in a bewildered tone "This is just an ordinary sculpture made of concrete and steel bars, there are no signs of life..."
After hearing what Agent Fitz said, All the agents couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Don't let your guard down, proceed with the original plan". Natasha waved her hand and ordered.
Before leaving, she couldn't help but glance back at the blood-dripping sculpture again.
Although Agent Fitz has made it clear that this is just a sculpture made of concrete, she has this weird feeling that the sculpture is watching her, which makes her feel extremely disturbed. Taking a deep breath, Natasha took the lead with her weapon in hand.
Phil Coulson stayed close, guarding the other direction and the rest of the agents followed behind, slowly advancing deep into the base.
The last two agents in charge of the rear also turned around, Looking away from the statue. People on the internet all boiled up.
"Oh no! They stopped looking at the sculpture! According to the data... Aren't all these people going to die?"
"Damn! Although I feel like all this is fake, I still can't help but get nervous!"
"Ahh! Are we about to see a bloody scene? I'm not ready! I'm not ready!"
"Damn it! My san value is rising! Shouldn't these agents be more vigilant of a blood soaked sculpture?"
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Kamar-Taj.
All the apprentices stopped practising their magic, their attention was all on the light curtain.
"A sculpture that kills if it's out of sight? Is this true?"
The ancient one was also staring at the light curtain. "If this sculpture really exists, then..."
She can only think of banishing it to another dimension or trapping it in the mirror Space.
SHIELD Headquarters.
"Dammit!" "When did these things appear? Why doesn't SHIELD have any information?"
Nick Fury cursed, feeling frustrated with the lack of information.
He still doesn't believe in the authenticity of this SCP 173, or even this so-called foundation.
But, the content in this light curtain is really showing Natasha Romanoff's agent squad.
This made him feel that the contents shown in the light curtain might actually be true!
A creepy sculpture that attacks by snapping the neck at the base of the skull once you look away! "Damn it, Natasha and the others are in serious danger!"
The picture in the light curtain changed to the point of view of Natasha Romanoff.
Natasha, who was leading the group of agents and had advanced quite a distance suddenly stopped. She heard a constant sound coming from somewhere.
Her instincts told her something extremely dangerous was headed in her direction.
She immediately turned around but then, her pupils shrank as she felt an incomparable fear she has never felt before.
Those SHIELD agents who were following behind her have all become corpses! Their necks all twisted with their spine sticking out. And the sculpture that was supposed to be far away suddenly appeared behind her with its arms raised in a neck twisting motion.