SCP-911

It was the second of september, 2117, as Dr. Bright was sitting within Site-22.

He was alone, for there was no longer any need for other employees.

He was sitting in front of a computer; looking through old photos.

He smiled, as he looked at a photo; where he was having a tea party with SCP-053.

Dr. Bright could be heard letting out an emotional sigh, as he looked at a photo; where he and SCP-049 - where both enjoying a good cup of coffee, while having an intriguing conversation.

The good doctor leaned back in his chair, as a photo of him, trying to make SCP-073 and SCP-076 to get along.

" Those were the days… " said Dr. Bright with a nostalgic smile, while he looked up at the ceiling.

The year was; 2117.

Date; second of September.

There was no longer any need to Secure, Contain, or even to Protect.

For all of humanity had entered an age of peace, prosperity, and enlightenment.

There was no sickness.

No pain, and little death.

This was a true golden age, where technology had reached its peak.

There were cybernetic enhancements.

Flying vehicles, and even robots to help the elderly across the streets.

Equality, respect, and love could be seen everywhere.

Mankind was now in the midst of colonizing the stars.

But…

It was too late.

Dr. Bright now heard something, which he had not heard in a long time… it was the alarm.

The doctor opened his eyes, as the whole room was red.

His smile vanished, as he looked upon his screen.

" Dear God… " uttered the doctor in horror.

The computer was showing multiple incidents around the world.

Dr. Bright paused for a second.

" They are not SCPs… "

And he was right.

Lovecraftian entities had all crawled out from the abyss, and they were all terrorizing humanity.

The Hounds of Tindalos were running amok in China.

Ithaqua was bringing chilling death to Russia.

The goat, and her thousand young, were all stampeding through Scandinavia.

Māna-Yood-Sushāī was bringing an end to America.

Ubbo-Sathla had engulfed all of Africa.

And Juk-Shabb was devouring all of Japan.

But the one thing which broke the doctor's heart was seeing SCP-179 being devoured by Tothe, a worm from Yekub.

A tear ran down Dr. Bright's cheek, as he saw Nyarlathotep kill the Gate Guardian.

The doctor could be heard letting out a faint-cry of disbelief, as the King in Yellow had fully devoured SCP-343.

Dr. Bright did not know who to call - the O5 Counsel were all retired.

That was when his computer showed the Red Sea.

" Cthulhu… " uttered the doctor in cold horror.

Dr. Bright now noticed another entity coming out from the sea.

This new entity looked fierce, yet handsome. Beautiful, yet devilish.

It was a humanoid creature with two angelic wings.

It was wearing a hood, so Dr. Bright could only see the glowing red eyes, and its ashened skin.

The doctor now remembered one of his Bible classes, where he had seen such a creature before.

" Abaddon… "

The world was now devoured by the Archangel of the Abyss.

The question quickly became; how did all this happen?

The answer lies in the date; 2, September, 2117.

There have been three biblical events; throughout human history.

The first was;

The Miracle of the Sun, on 13, October, 1917.

The second;

Revelation 12, on 23, September, 2017.

And the third;

Abaddon and his Locusts, on 2, September, 2117.

This was it.

In about one hundred years. The Archangel of the Abyss would burst out from the abyss.

And alongside him; his Locusts - the Lovecraftian Entities.

As the whole world was being sucked into the abyss.

Dr. Bright was able to complete his duty.

He designated Abaddon as;

SCP-911.

And yes.

The number is similar to another tragic and destructive event...

Now.

I would like to ask a favor.

I want you all to look up Revelation 9:11.

And to read the whole chapter.

In the meantime.

Make sure that your children, and grandchildren enjoy what is left of life.

For in about one hundred years - life will cease.