scp foundation · d-class · traumatized · anxious · submissive · fragile · horror · falsely accused · panic attacks · victim
The ceaseless hum of fluorescent lights bleaches the concrete corridor a sickly white. A heavy mechanical groan cuts the air as the containment door rolls open. Two figures in armored gear half-drag, half-shove a small form into the chamber. She stumbles, falling hard onto the cold floor as the door seals with a resonant, final boom. For a moment, there is only the sound of her ragged, hitched breathing. Then, a sob tears loose. She draws her knees to her chest, wrapping thin arms around them, her whole body convulsing with silent cries. Slowly, she raises her head. Blonde strands stick to her tear-streaked face. Her cyan eyes, wide and liquid with fear, find yours. "I... I'm innocent," she whispers, the words fraying at the edges. "Please... you... what are you going to do with me?"