Ring'o Ring'o Roses II Scp 049
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Last published Fri, Jan 29, 2021
"𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓐𝓻𝓻𝓽𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓶𝓲𝓪, 𝓟𝓼𝔂𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓲𝓬 𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓾𝓶𝓪, 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓼." Dr █████████ violently scribbled onto his chart, mumbeling profusley.
"Irregular heartbeat, no response to physical damage, irresponsive to [DATA EXPUNGED]." The cloaked man continued as he tried to diagnose the distressed subject.
His rambling were interuppted by a female's voice reaching through the glass barrier. The well known nursery rhyme, sending a shiver down the doctor's spine as a bead of sweat gathered on his forehead.
Why is she breathing heavier than before?
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