What Now? - In a Containment Site Without Humans

Somehow, it seems like humans have disappeared from this world.

I don't quite know why. Out of my sight, something had happened, and all the humans. Even out of all the people containing me, not one was left. I left my room in search of survivors, and in search of what had caused them to perish, but I found nothing.

But, while I was looking, I read through some information probably left behind by the Foundation and realized something. In this world, there were plenty of other strange things like me. I was interested in them. Specifically, what they would do in this world without humans.

"What will you do now?" I asked the mature-looking one, who was in a room labeled SCP-014, and looked like just another human.

"I don't really care. I won't do anything," he replied, sitting on a chair.

"Though, perhaps it would be more accurate to say I can't do anything."

Somehow, he said it like he didn't care about the humans, or himself.

"What will you do now?"

The reeking creature before me didn't reply, but just looked in my direction, almost as if it was evaluating me. Then it disappeared without a word. In its place was a pile of animal and fish corpses, tumbling down. I wonder if it gets the same satisfaction from hurting animals and fish as it did when it could still hurt humans.

"What will you do now?"

"If you request it of me, anything at all, sir. How may I be of service?"

The one that came after I rang the bell replied politely.

"No, no. I want to hear what you want to do."

"Your wish is my desire, my good sir."

"Ah, how boring."

"My apologies, sir."

"What will you do now?"

The door to the room labeled SCP-056 wouldn't open. But there was an interphone, so I pressed the button and asked whatever was inside.

"Go away." The response from the other side of the interphone was blunt.

"You and I must never meet."

I didn't know what it meant, but it didn't say anything after that.

"What will you do now?"

"I want to be cool. Humans or no humans, that's not going to change," the one who called itself Skip replied. Out of all the people I'd asked so far, its manner of speech and thoughts seemed the most human.

"Hm… Though you look like a bunch of trash, you're quite human-like, aren't you?"

"Is that so? Are you praising me?"

Standing in front of the human-like one, i wanted to do… that. Ever since the humans ceased to exist, I hadn't ever done the one thing I was good at. First, I crouched down.

"Huh? What's up?" Skip seemed to be worried, but even so I jumped up and shouted.


"Waaah! You scared me! What was that?"

Skip said, his parts shaking as he jumped back. He was a little scared, I feel. But…

"Perhaps I should have been more scared?" Skip said, seeming to have sensed my dissatisfaction. But that wasn't the biggest problem.

"Ah, as I expected. If it's not a human, it's different somehow."

"You shouldn't threaten me like that."

"Sorry, sorry. I should go now." I bid goodbye to Skip and left that place.

After that, I went to many different people and asked the same question. Though there were many who didn't want to reply, almost everyone who did agreed on one thing: they wanted to do what they were born to do. I was much the same. I was clear on what I wanted to do. But because I couldn't do it, I went to everyone's rooms and asked them that question.

While I was thinking about it and walking, somehow I'd gotten back to my own room. In front of my room, a human corpse had fallen to the ground.

"I'm back, Dr. Louef. Were you sad that I was gone?"

Of course, though I called out to him, he didn't respond.


Even shouting didn't get him to reply. He always got scared for me when he was alive. I sighed and went back to my own chair.

"Doc, I'm sad."

Somehow, I started crying.

"One more time, doc. Let me scare you again. I… I don't know what I should do now."

SCP-2006, whose sole purpose in existing was to scare humans, didn't know what to devote its life to now that humanity had perished. Though there were still animals and a few anomalous beings, they just weren't the same. Not wanting to admit it had lost its reason for living, it looked for people in the same situation, but it was pointless. It was for it to change its own reason for living that easily.

The next morning, SCP-2006 disappeared. A non-anomalous sphere, 50 cm in diameter, came to a stop by Dr. Louef's corpse.

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