Prologue 1.5

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Y/N, who was caught for murder and sent to the SCP Foundation, was taken in as a personal D-Class for Dr. Callahan, an 03-level scientist in the Foundation. The reason for Y/N to commit murder was because it was for fun, just like that one video game that has Genocide Jill who kill for fun. Dragging the thoughts down, Y/N arrived in their cell and sat down on their bed. They were lucky that they had a kind scientist, but they had rotten luck, since the moment they were about to lie down on their bed, the cell door open and Y/N groaned and sat up.

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Y/N was nearing the cell of the SCP when they began to sweat nervously. The thought of dealing with a dangerous SCP made Y/N shake from fear since they are not ready with the encounter. The door to the decontamination opened and brought Y/N out of their thoughts and looked at the steel door before stepping in. Once inside the decontamination, they decided to relax and remove the thought of dealing with a dangerous SCP. The steel door opened and cold air decided to hit Y/N's face, making them shiver.

Y/N stepped in and gulped, but was still relaxed yet they were shivering due to the cold in the room. 'How is it even cold? There's nothing that makes this room cold, so why is it cold?' Y/N thought, not noticing that the SCP was in a corner. Y/N heard the growl of the SCP and decided to talk with it. Y/N decided to take a step when they tripped and the SCP saw this and run towards Y/N to catch them. Y/N landed on the hair of the SCP, which was sticky but silky at the same time, when Y/N stood up they patted the SCP as a way of thanking it for saving them. The SCP growled happily and lied down on the ground again, which is a strange behavior since the SCP would be hostile to anyone, but since Y/N didn't know this, they thought that this was normal until Dr. Callahan, through the loudspeaker, spoke. "Huh, interesting, somehow it's not attacking you,"

'Wait, this SCP attacks?' they asked in their mind, confused as to why it didn't attack them and why it's growling happily as Y/N pets them. Nonetheless, the loudspeaker boomed in the room again, "That's enough testing for today, shall we proceed to your cell?" Dr. Callahan spoke. Y/N pouted when they heard those words, but stood up and walked to the door. They heard the SCP growl and throw themselves to the window, Y/N flinched and closed their eyes, expecting the glass to break, but they didn't hear glass breaking. Y/N decided to open their eyes to see that the glass wasn't broken and there was no crack either. They figured that the glass was unbreakable.

Y/N was about to walk back to the SCP when an emergency alarm went off, it was annoying and loud, then a voice joined in "MTF soldiers, please proceed to SCP-682's cell". It repeated over and over again, which annoyed Y/N to the point that they want to commit another murder. MTF soldiers was seen running to the cell, Y/N backed away from the door and ran into a corner, scared and shaking. The SCP saw this and went to the door and growled, once the door opened, the SCP began to attack the MTF soldiers and the MTF soldiers opened fire. Y/N remained safe in the corner, and looked at the SCP to see that they were not backing down and healed quickly, but they still screamed in anguish from the bullets. Y/N wanted to help but they were scared of getting shot. Y/N decided to stay in the corner and wait for things to calm down.

An hour has passed and the chaos has not subsided yet and Y/N was in the verge of tears when they felt a piercing pain in their shoulder, their eyes went wide and they let their tears out, their cries louder than the SCP's. They looked at their shoulder to see that it was bleeding, their vision went blurry, not just from the tears but also from the blood loss. The SCP heard Y/N's cry and went to their aid, the MTF soldiers retreating from the accident they caused on Y/N's shoulder. Y/N's vision was obscured by a few black spots, making it difficult to see their surroundings.

They heard someone, or something talk, but they could not understand since it was muffled. Y/N's vision was now obscured completely and they feel like they were blind, but it soon ended as they fell unconscious.

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I am so grateful for finally writing this, I feel so tired and restless not writing anything at all.
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