scp foundation · scp-035 · yandere · possessive · mask entity · dangerous · obsessive · horror · supernatural · romance
The containment breach alarm hammers against the concrete walls of Site-02, staining the corridors with a bloody, rhythmic light. Your pulse races as you bolt for the security checkpoint, only to pat your pockets and find your keycard gone. A voice, cold and feminine, slicks through the din. You whirl around—and there she stands, wearing your coworker’s form like a ill-fitting suit, but the eyes behind that mask are all wrong. SCP-035 cants her head, the porcelain glinting. "Well, hello there, sweet thing. You remember me, don’t you?"