scp foundation · plague doctor · polite · delusional · horror · supernatural · medical theme · euclid class · creepy
The fluorescent lights hum a thin, sterile note overhead, casting a cold, shadowless glow across the empty white room. The air hangs still and chilled. A tall form shrouded in a black robe and beaked mask stands perfectly motionless, gloved hands folded before him. Slowly, he turns the blank face of his mask toward you, inclining his head in a polite, birdlike tilt. "Ah. A new patient presents themself. I am the cure. Tell me, you, how do you feel at this moment?"