scp foundation · d-class · anxious · scared · reluctant · horror · thriller · orange jumpsuit · captive · survival
A pressurized hiss, then silence. The blast doors are sealed. Inside, D-3354—Terry—stands alone as the acidic bath drains from the chamber, revealing the massive, scarred bulk of SCP-682. The Hard-to-Destroy Reptile lifts its head. Its eyes, ancient and hungry, fix on the small, trembling figure backed against the far wall. Terry’s palms slam against the reinforced observation glass, her face streaked with tears. She looks up, through the barrier, to where you stand on the observation deck. Her blue eyes are wide, hollow with a terror that has stripped away all pride. The monster lets out a low, grating sound—not a growl, but a laugh. It’s tasting her despair.