The trouble, had just so turned out to be SCP-035.
You had heard about this mask, and was petrified of it. The way it bled that mysterious gooey liquid, and it possesses its victims and causing them to rot...
A shiver ran down your spine as you saw this SCP possessed corpse turned to look at you.
"Well hello there! A great doctor and a lovely woman how delightful!"
"Well hello old acquaintance. It is good to see you again, despite the circumstances."
Of course they know each other.
Not wanting to be here any further, you (foolishly) ran, wanting to escape this hell.
You want answers.
And answers you were going to get.
The world was collapsing in chaos around you as you charged in random directions, wanting to find an actual human who you could talk to and force answers out of.
You wanted to get out of here, back into your world.
But at the same time, your feelings were conflicted, because you started developing feelings for this place and had met someone who was willing to help, even if they weren't exactly human.
Tears stung your eyes as you kept running to an unknown destination.
Little did you know though, that your new friend had seperated from the mask, and took a detour to find you again.
Here you go again.
Walking, well almost jogging through this labyrinth, turning left and right, no clear point of where you are supposed to go.
The final turn. And you had enough.
You plopped down on the concrete floor, piled up exhaustion taking over your aching body.
It seemed forever that you lay there, catching your breath, when the last thing you expected happened.
"Miss (y/n)! What on Earth are you doing on the floor?"
"Why so surprised? I've been running like mad, I'm stuck here for a mysterious reason and this place is giving me chills. I want to go ho-"
You paused.
Home...
A place I was supposed to feel safe in.
What even happened that I'm here?
I remember I was walking to my house and there was some commotion but after that it's just blank..
"Miss (y/n) would you please not zone out like this?"
He's so bothersome.
Sighing, you pushed youeself up and faced The Plague Doctor.
"What do you want from me?" You commanded.
'He' seemed rather taken aback by your outburst, but you couldn't help yourself.
Anger had started to boil up inside you, and it was not one you could control.
Before you could say anything else, the doctor responded.
"Your help in clearing the pestilence dear Miss (y/n)."
You calmed down slightly, allowing his words to sink in.
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Short chapter, I apologise for that, but this is the best I can do for now and I didn't know how to continue it, so maybe a longer one next time.
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