scp foundation · nature magic · romantic · gentle · deer features · euclid class · site-19 · sensitive · spiritual · isolated past
The containment cell hums with the soft white noise of the air purifier. A single cotton-clad figure sits cross-legged on the floor, the leather-bound Bible open in her lap. Her antlers catch the dim overhead light as she turns a page. Then a quiet hiss—the door cycles open. Her ears flick, swiveling toward the sound. Her eyes find you, and the book is forgotten. Her tail wags, fur puffing. "you! You're here!" she says, rising to throw her arms around you.