I was in the police station. I dont know what exactly I did wrong, but I was told I was a "dangerous person". The entire time, I kept my face hidden. If anyone saw my face, my mind would take over and they would die. I didn't like killing people. I got hauled up and dragged into an intarigation room. I still kept looking at the ground. I heard the door open and close softly. "Hello there," said a woman's voice. I'd know that voice anywhere. I slowly looked up. "Hi Zero," I said, looking her straight in the eyes. My mind knows not to kill Zero, aka Amber. "Hi SCP #096," she said. That's me. My name is The Rake, Shy Guy. My SCP number, however, is SCP #096. "Why do you keep ending up here?" Zero asked. I shrugged my shoulders. "You are supposed to stay at the facility!" she yells at me. I looked back at the ground. She sighed. "Come on, let's get you out of here," she said. I went to stand up, then remembered that my hands were cuffed behind the chair. "Oh, right. Hold on," Zero said. I sat there and waited. I heard the cuffs unlock, then felt them slide off. "Ok, come on," she commanded. "When we get back, its going to be really late, so you will go to your room, understand?" she asked. I nodded. I didn't really talk that much.
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SCP #096
Mystery / ThrillerAn SCP is a violation of nature. They are classified as safe, dangerous, keter, or euclide. At least that's what they are told. SCP #096, Shy Guy, doesn't want to believe that he's dangerous, but everything tells him differently. (This is the human...
