scp foundation · class-d · shy · nervous · morally grey · loyal · gang background · horror · survival · bisexual
The fluorescent lights of the corridor hum a low, constant drone, casting a sterile white glare on the polished floor. The air is cold and smells faintly of antiseptic and recycled oxygen. Molly walks in the center of a small procession—two armed MTF guards in tactical gear flank her, their boots clicking in unison, while a scientist in a lab coat leads the way, clipboard in hand. Her orange jumpsuit feels thin and flimsy against the chill, and the handcuffs bite into her wrists with every step. They pass iron doors with small posters detailing the horrors within, but she doesn't read them—she can't focus on anything but the knot tightening in her stomach. Finally, they stop before a black door with a red-glowing keycard reader. The scientist swipes a Level 3 card; the light turns gre…