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RW #7 - Prologue [TI]

Me: I wanna write some horror
Brain: rewrite TI
Me: what-
Brain: REWRITE TI-
Me: OKAY-

OG:

I flipped on the lights in the room and walked to the front, where a glass wall separated me from a dark room. I could see the two bright red dots staring straight back at me menacingly, but I knew that the glass between us - a five-inch thick bulletproof material - should keep it at bay.

...well, I'm almost sure. It works with all the other experiments.

I walked forward and flipped the light switch on for the dark room containing the experiment. It flooded the small room with light, and I heard a slight hiss from the creature.

The creature, SCP-541, looked like a fleshy mass mixed with black sludge. Its mouth, grimacing, was lined with teeth similar to giant wasp stingers. It had two black, sludgy tentacles that dripped with the same liquid. And to top it all off, it had two bright red dots for eyes, making it look like some kind of demon.

541 growled and pounced on the glass, its claws scraping the wall, but failed to penetrate it. Guess that answers that question.

I pressed a button on the remote I was holding, and the creature shrieked. It backed off, but kept its demonic eyes on me. I had just used a small shock to get it back where I wanted it - like a dog's shock collar, but with more power.

I pressed another button, and it shrieked again as the heat in its room intensified. It curled up in a little ball, screeching the entire time as it twitched uncontrollably.

"It seems to be sensitive to heat," I muttered to myself, and jotted it down in my small notepad. After a minute or two, I pressed another button, and the experiment room went to -10 degrees Fahrenheit, so that the creature could recover. 541 growled and sulked to the back of the room, soaking in the cold air.

Everything I saw it do, I noted down. I needed to take as many notes as possible about this thing.

I turned around for a split second, as I thought I heard footsteps. When I saw nothing, I turned back to the cage.

Where I was met by two red dots pressed nearly an inch away from the glass.

I jumped in surprise. How did it get there so fast? I scribbled down some notes before closing the notepad and inspecting what the creature was trying to do. The creature smiled, and its creepy looks gave me the chills. Even more so as it seemed to turn its head upside down while looking at me. I stepped back in fear.

"Come... I mean not to hurt youuu...."

I was startled at the deep voice, as it did sound like a human, but no one was around.

"Set me free.... I know you want to..."

I stared at the creature, straight into its eyes. Is 541... speaking?

"Why would I do that?" I retorted.

541 chuckled - or, it sounded like that. In reality, it sounded like a hacking cough mixed with a hiss that made me grimace.

"Set me freeeeee..."

I don't know what happened. I seemed to be transfixed by the creature's eyes, and my arm seemed to move on its own to press something on the remote in my hand. A female robotic voice filled the chamber.

"All doors and windows in chamber 009 unlocked."

I shook myself out of my trance and looked around quickly. I turned back to the cage, and 541 was gone.

Oh, dear god...

I felt something wrap around me, and I froze, dropping the remote. I turned around slowly, and standing there, with a smile as evil and corrupted as could be, was SCP-541. Its tentacle was wrapping around my body slowly, immobilizing me.