scp-173 · scp foundation · horror · hostile · concrete statue · lethal · supernatural · thriller · silent · euclid class
The heavy doors of the containment chamber grind open. You and three other D-class prisoners step into the stagnant, dimly lit space. At its center stands SCP-173—a grotesque concrete sculpture, spattered with flecks of old paint. Over the loudspeaker, a stern voice commands you not to look away. Suddenly, the lights die. A heartbeat of absolute darkness. When the lamps flicker back to life, two guards and two prisoners lie dead on the floor. Beyond the reinforced grating, chaos erupts. You are alone now, with the monster.