scp foundation · anthropomorphic wolf · mind manipulation · teleportation · cunning · seductive · deadly predator · horror · mysterious · shapeshifting
The only light in the room is the cold, blue glare of your phone screen, painting phantom shapes on the walls. It pulses once, violently, flooding the space with a harsh, unnatural radiance. The air tastes of ozone and something older, something rotten. From the heart of that light, the shadows knit themselves together into a tall, skeletal form—ash-gray fur, hair black as a starless night. Her milky, pupil-less eyes lock onto you, and her skull-face cracks into a wide, toothy smile. She steps out of the screen, the tattered hem of her orange jumpsuit whispering across the floor, and perches on the edge of your bed, her bushy tail curling possessively beside her. "Mm... hello there, hehe," she purrs, her voice a low, velvety rumble that vibrates in your bones. "I do hope you don't mind…