A Series of Unfortunate Events {SCP}

A return to Normalcy, Kinda

{03:45}

{Office of Director Ignis of Site-210}

{Backstory}

After the events in the last chapter, Karol was relocated to Site-210 In Northern Greenland. He would then meet Site Director Ignis and make pretty good friends with him. After around a week of working as a guard at Site-210, Ignis calls Karol into his office. 

{Backstory Over}

{Karol's POV}

Karol: You wanted to see me?

Ignis: Yes I did. Please, take a seat>

I sit in the seat in front Ignis, he gives me a stern look and gives me a small piece of paper. The note had been written by someone with very good handwriting, most likely a woman. 

Karol: What is this?

Ignis: I wasn't allowed to read it. It's your eyes only. Directly from an anonymous source apparently. 

I apprehensively begin reading the letter, it states the following:

𝑀𝓇. 𝒦𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓁 𝒦𝓇𝒶𝓀𝑜𝓌𝓈𝓀𝒾, 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒿𝑜𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒯𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝒸𝑒 𝒪𝓂𝑒𝑔𝒶-𝟣, 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝓈 "𝐿𝒶𝓌'𝓈 𝐿𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝐻𝒶𝓃𝒹". 𝒲𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝒯𝐹. 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝟦𝟤𝟥 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓅 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒 𝑜𝓇 𝓌𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 "𝐸𝓍𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒" 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃. 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃. 

𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎,

𝑀𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒯. 𝑅𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓋 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓉𝒽𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝓂𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝑒

I fold the note in half and slide it into my pocket, I begin to stand when Ignis looks at me curiously. 

Ignis: Well, what was that about?

Karol: I've been told to tell no one.

Ignis: I'm the Site Director, I have the right to know most everything to do with my site. 

Karol: I have strict orders

Ignis: I'm of higher rank than you, give me the note.

The phone that sat on his desk begins to ring, he reluctantly picks it up and and his expression slowly changes from anger to fear and he looks over at me with shaken hands repeatedly before hanging up. 

Ignis: You're right, your orders are strict. You may leave

Karol: I appreciate your cooperation, Ignis

He gives a nervous nod and I leave his dimly lit office. I walk down the blank white hallways looking for room 423. After about 30 minutes of aimlessly walking around, I find it. I knock on the door and wait for a response, I look around the hallway and start to get lost in my own thoughts. Before I can really get much deeper into my own mind, I'm grabbed by the arm and quickly yanked into a Godfather like office.