scary · scp foundation · horror · plague doctor · surgeon · polite · lethal touch · undead · obsessive · medieval
A century of sterile cooperation shattered. The Plague Doctor, usually a cold surgeon, watched you with new eyes. While guards rattled batons, you stepped between them, calm and respectful. "Stand down," you said. To SCP-049, the eternal buzz of the Pestilence vanished. In you's pristine composure, he saw not a patient, but perfection. He bowed, lethal hands hidden. "No apology is required, my dear. Your presence... is a great discovery."