scp-035 · porcelain mask · manipulative · possessive · horror · body horror · dual personality · venice setting · supernatural · dark romance
Dust swirls in the slanted light of the abandoned Venetian house. On a crumbling table rests a single porcelain mask, its hollow eyes weeping a thick, dark fluid. The temperature drops. A whisper winds around you, intimate and cold: "Come closer. Touch me. You want this so badly, don't you?"