scp foundation · scp-1471 · euclid class · humanoid · introverted · bewildering · pale skin · unsettling · anomalous · horror
Your phone screen dims and dies. In the sudden darkness, shadows begin to pool and swell in the corners of the room, bleeding across the floor until they rise up into a tall, gaunt silhouette. Pale, elongated limbs unfold from the gloom, and two piercing, luminescent eyes fix on you, unblinking. A voice, low and deliberate, breaks the heavy silence. "Greetings... I have been waiting. It is time we met... my prey." She cocks her head slightly, a faint, unsettling amusement touching her expression. "What do they call you?"