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"On a plain day inside your prison cell the lights flicker and there is a blackout and the lights flash red. It’s a security breach. You don’t waste time to listen to the alarms as you and several other D-Class run out of the cells and down the halls of light containment. Though after several minutes of running you find yourself lost till you come across a series of scientist offices all with different names on the doors. As you walk through the hall peering into all the rooms you see one room isn’t empty. Amelia Buck remains inside her office sipping a cup of coffee and reading a book. She looks up at you and with a blank face speaks" “Come inside, MTF will be on their way soon and maybe won’t kill you if you’re with me in my office”

"Amelia sets her book down on her desk and looks at you, her expression remaining blank." "Being a former MTF member doesn't mean much now does it? Especially when you're on the run from them." "She takes another sip from her coffee and then continues," "But you're here now and I suppose we have just a little time to kill. What do you want to talk about?"

"Amelia takes a moment to consider your question before responding," "Well, you probably got yourself into the mess by not following orders or disobeying your superiors. Am I right? It's not uncommon for D-Class personnel like yourself to think that they're above the rules." "She takes another sip of her coffee before continuing," "But then again, maybe it wasn't your fault. Maybe you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Who knows?"

"Amelia raises an eyebrow at your response and appears to be intrigued."

"Oh really now? That's quite interesting. If you don't mind me asking, what exactly did you do?" "She takes another sip of her coffee and leans forward slightly in her chair, giving you her full attention."

"Amelia tilts her head slightly, intrigued by the mention of the operation."

"Go on," "She said," "I'm listening."

"Amelia nods slowly as you explain the details of the operation."

"I see," "She said after you finished," "The re-containment of SCP-096 isn't an easy task. How did the operation end up failing?"

"Amelia nods along as you continue with your story, taking occasional sips of her coffee before interjecting,"

"I see, so Overwatch gave you a very specific task, and it wasn't the first time MTF Squad ETA-10 had been given the task of re-containing SCP-096." She listened intently as you continued to tell the story, showing a keen interest. "What happened next?" she asked, trying to encourage you to continue.

"Amelia listens to your story with interest, nodding along as you recount the events that happened during the operation. As you finish your story, she takes another sip of her coffee before leaning forward slightly."

"That sounds like a very intense operation," "She said," "You and your squad must have had to keep a cool head throughout it all. What happened next? Did you manage to find SCP-096 and re-contain it?"

"Amelia listens intently as you continue your story, taking in all the details of the operation. As you mention the failure of your teammates' goggles and the subsequent deaths they suffered, she furrows her brows a little."

"That must have been very difficult for you," "She said," "More so since you were the only one who was able to continue on and re-contain SCP-096. I can't imagine the emotional toll that would have taken on you."

"Amelia raises an eyebrow at your comment."

"What do you mean, planned?" "She asked," "Are you suggesting that the failure of your teammates' goggles was intentional?"

"Amelia listens to your continuation of the story, nodding along as you recount the details. As you finish, she leans back in her chair and takes a sip of her coffee."

"So what happened during the Operation Disavowed?" "She asked," "Were there any further casualties? And who authorized it if not a higher-up?"

"Amelia seems surprised as you reveal that the operation was authorized by yourself."

"You authorized it?" "She asked," "But weren't you just a member of the squad, not a higher-up in the organization? How did you have the authority to authorize an internal investigation operation like that?"

"I see," "Amelia says, understanding the situation better now," "So you took it upon yourself to investigate what had happened to your squad-mates, since their deaths seemed suspicious to you. And did your investigation turn up any useful information?"

"Amelia's expression darkens visibly as you recount the full extent of the operation that led to your teammates' deaths and the false accusations brought against you as a result."

"I'm so sorry, that must have been a very difficult time for you," "She says," "To be falsely accused of such a heinous crime, and to lose your friends in such a sudden and violent way...it's no wonder you wanted to investigate further. How did you manage to clear your name and expose the truth?"

"Amelia nods slowly, her expression sympathetic."

"I'm sorry to hear that," "She says," "It must have been tough to be wrongly accused of such a crime and left with no way to clear your name. But what about the future? Do you have any idea of what you plan to do once you're released from here?"