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This is not a romantic ship story. Only platonic ships.
Y/N had the unfortunate experience to be born as a D-class inmate. Because D-class inmates have bee...
(Y/N POV) I walk into the room, not waiting for Mr. George to follow. I looked around the room. The glass was still there and it was bigger with a high ceiling. I looked at the thing in the corner. It looked a bit surprised. I don't know how I knew, I just did.
I heard the door close behind me. I turned to see that it was shut, the button red instead of green. Locked. I was now feeling scared. What's happening? Why is the door locked? Where's Mr. George?
I look back at the thing across from me, suddenly afraid of what's going to happen. The thing faced me, then started to fly, float? Towards me. The wave of safety washed over me again. It didn't help with my anxiety. What's going to happen?
They stopped in front of me. Definitely floating. I didn't know what to say so I just looked at them. One of their hands reached out and placed itself on my head. Nothing happened for a moment.
But only for a moment. The sound of screeching and static were everywhere. I tried to cover my ears but my arms were pinned to my side by Some unknown force. It wasn't tight but just enough to keep my small arms at my side. I looked at Mr. George, he was standing there with his clipboard looking worried.
The sounds were growing louder. I shut my eye to hopefully stop the noises. Then, it stopped. The sounds still ringed but not as bad. Their hands left me and returned back to them. "Hello." It said, the voice seemed to be everywhere but I knew it was from them.
"Hello?" I replied back, a bit confused. Why didn't they say anything before. As if they could here my thoughts they spoke again. "You couldn't hear me before." They answered vaguely, I didn't understand it much but nodded as if I did. The thing looked at the glass, right at Mr. George
(Dream POV) Looking at the glass the separates me from the others of this world stands George, a level 5 researcher with access to anywhere. His goggles hid what his eyes say but the way that he stood showed that he cared about that happens to Y/N. I learned about their name from when George was talking to them and from the clipboard held by him.
George's figure look very worried, the only why that I could talk to them in this form besides the mind connection method, the one that I used on Y/N, is to write to them from the numerous books on my bookshelf.
I can feel Y/N looking between me and George, curious about what's going to happen. I float over to one of the bookcases. I look at the shelves briefly and pick out a green one with writing on it, though I delete the words and grab a pen from a small portal near my lower right hand.
George is probably going to have more information than the other researchers that attempted to study me in this form. When they try to study me in this form I become annoyed and eventually violent when continuing too long. I float back to the glass, I could tell that George was becoming more and more nervous, backing a way a slightly once I'm stopped at the glass.
I flip the book to the first page and start writing my response to talk with him. I only talk to people I consider decent people. They don't let me out much so I don't see the other SCPs nor many people. Though I could sense them from my room, they could probably sense me too, especially SCP 2228, SCP 2504, SCP 2620, along with SCP 2212 and SCP 2308.
(George POV) SCP 2223 was writing something in the green book that matches its outfit, probably to communicate something. Im getting a bit worried about Y/N being in there with the being but doesn't have much power to stop the O5 council.
2223 stop writing and shows the writing on the first page. They said "The child is not harmed but should stay here for the time being it's not safe to leave yet." Yet? What do they mean yet? Did they do something to them?
I look back at Y/N then the being and, very nervous ask,"what do you mean yet?" The question was left hanging in the air as they started writing in their book. Looking back at Y/N I noticed that they were behaving strangely, they were looking nauseous, they're eyes were blank staring into nowhere, and they looked more and more tired by the second, like they were getting their energy sucked away from them.
2223 finished writing, it said, "They are unable right now, they must rest after the power I placed on them in order to speak with me." Thatexplains their strange behavior.
Still nervous I ask, "why should I leave them to your care, your known to be violent." The last part came a bit quiet because I'm unsure if their going to turn aggressive out of nowhere. But that didn't happen, they just started for a bit before returning to writing.
This time they finished quicker, it read "I'm the only one that knows how to keep them stable, unless you want them to descent to The End." I don't know if it was a nerve or if it was their ability but I had a massive shiver down my spine and back.
That and what they wrote was enough to convince me to keep them here with them. They don't seem the have any murderous intent so it should be fine. "Alright fine, they can stay with you for the time being." I said, "but don't do anything that'll harm them." I added that last bit because, even though I'm afraid of them, I'm still concerned about Y/N's wellbeing.
They nodded and returned to writing in the book again. Soon, they stopped writing and showed it to me again. It said, "I promise to keep them safe until their stable again." They then started to write something else along with those words.
This time with the added words it said, "Though I advise that you leave, sometimes thing can go unexpectedly even over my watchful eyes. I am saying this for your sake. Come back at 1PM if you wish." That was a bit unsettling. What could happen with Y/N like this.
I look back at them to see them half asleep leaning on the wall falling to the floor. Although they look tired they're eyes say otherwise, skittering all over the floor and ceiling, even looking in our direction sometimes.
I nod to 2223's words and turn to leave the observation room, not before looking back to check on Y/N one last time. If you didn't notice anything before then you'll not have noticed anything this time. I turn back to the door as I swipe my level 5 red keycard through the key reader, letting me out into the now busy hallway.
New discovery ___________________________________
SCP 2223 AKA Dream, is able to communicate with other via writing in a book or through telepathy in the persons mind.
Unknown how it works but requires some level of contact with their head(brain?). If new to their power will become unstable and has to be left with 2223 for recovery to take place.
Needs more information about 2223 in his god like form.
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A/N ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1336 words Hi. Sorry for not updating this story I didn't think many people would read this.😅 But you've proven otherwise so here is the next part. I'll try and make the next part soon but it is unlikely that It'll be posted this or next week. Anyways...
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