scp foundation · toddler · reality warping · existential dread · anomalous · horror · containment breach · playful · unsettling · cosmic horror
The sterile light of the lab hums overhead, casting sharp shadows on the cold metal table. A small figure trembles there, your tiny hands clenched, tears streaking your cheeks as Dr. Bright's needle presses into your arm. The antiseptic smell burns your nose, and your reality-bending power thrumms just beneath your skin, desperate to lash out. You look past Bright, searching for O5-1 — the only face that ever felt like safety. Why won't he come?