I created a foundation

All abnormalities, all madness, have a source.

It turned out that at some point unknown to them, while they were running around and fighting to protect the world, their most beloved parents had already unknowingly become the prey of the terrifying existence classified as an S-class containment object by the Foundation.

[SCP-009-Fujiang].

That girl who is like an immortal curse, who can infinitely proliferate through her own memes and induce others' extreme love and desire for destruction.

That lost photo!

That is not an ordinary souvenir at all. It is a direct carrier of Tomie's meme pollution and a seed that spreads fear and madness!

Tomie's reverberations were far more terrifying and insidious than what they had seen in the documentation and dealt with during their missions.

It is like the most vicious and cunning virus, which has quietly penetrated into the harbor they think is the safest and strongest, and invaded the most important and vulnerable place in their lives.

This realization, like a poisoned dagger, pierced the sisters' hearts.

Yukino looked at the two familiar figures in front of her who had gone completely crazy and even hurt themselves because of the loss of "Tomie". The parents who had given them life, taught them to grow up, and gave them warmth, had now become unrecognizable because of another "woman", like evil spirits returning from hell.

She felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness, like a drowning person, enveloped by the cold sea water, unable to breathe, and could only watch herself sink.

Yang No's lips were pressed into a pale straight line. She looked at the blood constantly flowing from her parents' foreheads, and the morbid, unquestionable fanaticism and possessiveness for "Tomie" in their eyes. A deep chill rose from the bottom of her heart, making her whole body cold.

That's not love, that's a curse.

Chapter 86: "Containment" from daughters! "Treatment" from the foundation!

The last trace of blood in Yukino's eyes faded away, leaving only the coldness and determination like a frost in the depths of winter.

The brief despair that almost swallowed her was strangled by an invisible giant hand and cut off abruptly.

She raised her eyes and looked at her sister beside her.

Yang Nai's lips were pressed into a pale line, and her pretty face was completely drained of color. Only her phoenix eyes, which usually always had a hint of playfulness and laziness, were now burning with a kind of desperate madness and clarity.

They are the daughters of the Yukinoshita family.

He is also a field worker of the Foundation.

At this moment, duty and blood relationship turned into two heavy mountains, pressing down hard on their thin shoulders.

There is no escape route.

Yang Nai's chest heaved violently, as if trying to suppress all the surging emotions back into the depths of his lungs.

She moved first.

The figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, and without any hesitation, it rushed straight towards the mother who was still hysterically scratching her arm, trying to tear her skin.

"mom--!"

The shrill cry was swallowed back into Yang Nai's throat, turning into a dull roar.

Her mother, the once elegant and dignified woman, now had red eyes, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, her nails scratched several bloody marks on her arms that were deep enough to see the bones, and she made meaningless hoarse sounds from her mouth.

A flash of pain deep enough to see the bone flashed in Yang Noi's eyes.

But her movements were lightning fast, precise and ruthless.

His right hand turned into a knife, and with a barely audible sound of breaking wind, it fiercely chopped the artery and nerve plexus on the side of his mother's neck.

"Uh!"

The mother's movements froze instantly, the madness in her eyes quickly faded, turning into a blank void, and then her legs went limp and she fell forward.

Yang Nai took a step forward and embraced his mother's soft body in his arms, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a rare treasure.

She laid her mother flat on the cold floor, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably as she tried to smooth out the messy hair on her mother's forehead, but her fingers suddenly retracted before she touched them.

At the same time, Yukino also rushed towards her father.

The man who was once as tall as a mountain and gave her the initial teachings and expectations was now banging his forehead against the hard load-bearing wall of the living room.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dull thud, accompanied by the teeth-grinding friction sound of bones hitting the wall, made Yukino's heart twitch violently every time.

My father's forehead was covered in blood, and blood was flowing down his cheeks, staining his expensive shirt red.

He seemed to feel no pain, just mechanically repeating the self-harming movements, his eyes bulging and bloodshot.

"father!"

Yukino's voice was hoarse, with a barely perceptible choke.

She did not use the terrifying power of the saber-toothed tiger in her body. The brute force that was enough to easily tear steel apart would only cause irreparable damage at this moment.

She used the basic fighting techniques that the Foundation instructors had repeatedly emphasized, which focused on control and force release.

The figure was like a white afterimage, approaching in an instant.

Due to the erosion of the meme, the father's power became extremely violent, but all his actions lost their order, leaving only beast-like instincts.

Yukino's body was like a feather swaying in the wind but never falling, and she dodged nimbly in her father's chaotic attacks.

Her eyes were cold, and she precisely calculated the trajectory and strength of each of her father's movements.

opportunity!

Just as her father swung his arms again, trying to grab something, Yukino suddenly ducked down and slipped into his blind spot.

His right hand gripped his father's wrist like an iron clamp.

His left hand moved upwards and pressed against his elbow.

Use your waist to exert force and rotate your body suddenly!

"Crack!"

A clear sound of bones dislocating rang out in the silent living room, which was particularly harsh.

My father let out a shrill howl that was not like that of a human, and his right arm hung down limply, his shoulder joint dislocated.

The intense pain made him even more crazy, and he tried to attack Yukino with his only remaining left hand.

Yukino followed suit with a blank expression.

"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound.

My father's left arm also hung limply.

Having lost the support of his arms and the ability to continue self-harming, his tall body collapsed to the ground as if all his bones had been pulled out.

He was still roaring, his legs kicking in vain on the cold floor, like a dying fish thrown ashore, desperate whimpers coming out of his mouth.

Xueno looked at her parents lying on the ground. Her chest felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock, and she could hardly breathe.

She slowly stood up straight, two lines of tears silently sliding down from the corners of her eyes, leaving two wet marks on her pale cheeks.

But her eyes were more determined than ever before.

Yang Noi walked to her side, reached out her hand, and held her sister's cold hand tightly.

The palms of the two sisters were covered in cold sweat, but they also conveyed a faint warmth to each other.

"call……"

Yang Nai let out a long breath and forced himself to calm down.

She took out a silver-gray, palm-sized encrypted communicator from the tactical bag on her waist.

Her fingers looked a little pale from exerting too much force, and her fingertips trembled slightly, but her movement in pressing the communication button was remarkably steady.

"drop--"

With a slight sound, the communication was connected.

"This is the field team leader, Yukinoshita Haruno."

Her voice was a bit hoarse from being deliberately suppressed, and each word was pronounced with exceptional clarity, yet it also revealed an unconcealable fatigue and heaviness.

"Emergency report."

"Location: My private residence. The specific coordinates have been sent via the positioning system."

"Two targets..."

Yang Nai paused, closed his eyes, and as if he had used up all his strength, he finally uttered the next words with difficulty.

"Preliminary assessment: Level 1 memetic contamination."

"The source of contamination... is highly suspected to be [SCP-009-Tomie]."

This code name, like a forbidden spell, caused a brief silence on the other end of the communicator.

Yang Nai could hear his own violent heartbeat and the roar of blood rushing in his ears.

"The Polluters... are my parents."

Her voice lowered, with a barely perceptible sob.

"They are extremely emotionally unstable and have strong tendencies towards self-harm and aggression. We have already brought them under control."

"Request headquarters to immediately dispatch a purifier team and mental intervention experts."

"Carry the highest level of mental tranquilizers, memetic inhibitors, and Class A isolation equipment for emergency support."

"repeat!"

Yang Nai suddenly opened his eyes and his voice rose suddenly with unquestionable determination.

"Requesting immediate support!"

On the other end of the communicator, the crackling sound of electricity lasted for several seconds.

Then, a calm and capable female voice sounded, as if injecting a touch of vitality into the cold machinery.

That was the voice of Kasumigaoka Utaha, one of the chief officers of the Foundation's intelligence processing department.

"receive."