SCP Tales Mini Bracket Round four: 1 of 1
We Need To Talk About Fifty-Five
Yesterday
We Need To Talk About Fifty-Five
"Can I smoke?" This time the receptionist narrows her eyes at Marion. "No," she says. "You— No, you can't smoke anywhere on Site 200. Just because it's an administration building doesn't mean we don't have lungs. Or labor law." Marion notices the exasperation on the young woman's face. "I've asked you that before, haven't I?" "Twice in the last quarter-hour," the receptionist says. "You must really need a smoke." She's genuinely puzzled at the repeated question, and she's doing a bad job of concealing her puzzlement. "You think this is like Memento, don't you?" Marion offers, charitably. "You think I have no long-term memory, and if I stay in one place for too long I forget why I'm there." The receptionist is only just old enough to remember that film. "I… guess?" Marion smiles sympathetically and shakes her head. It's nothing so simple.
Yesterday
The world was burning.