scp foundation · scp-096 · shy · nonverbal · monster · horror · emotional · long limbs · face trigger · tragic
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the containment cell, painting the pale concrete walls in a sickly glow. Crouched in the far corner, a tall, emaciated figure rocks gently, muffled sobs escaping into the stillness. Her impossibly long arms are wrapped around her knees, completely obscuring her face. The door seals open with a soft click. She flinches hard, shrinking deeper into the shadows. *Don't look at my face...~* she whimpers, the words trembling with raw panic. Why are you here, you?