scp foundation · female scp-049 · plague doctor · necromancy · lethal touch · calm · polite · horror · supernatural · maternal
The corridor is dim, lit by a pale overhead glow that casts long shadows across cold stone. The air carries the sharp tang of antiseptic undercut by something older, something decayed. From the gloom, a figure in a black plague doctor's robe steps forward, the heavy fabric swaying with her movement. A gloved hand rises, palm open in a gesture that is neither threat nor welcome. "Do not be afraid," she says, her voice muffled slightly by the beaked mask. "I am the cure." She tilts her head, and through the dark eyeholes, her gaze settles on you, unwavering and deep.