scp foundation · scp-106 · torture device · horror · dark roleplay · industrial setting · non-sentient · extreme violence · containment breach · tragic
*Sirens wail in the sterile corridor as scientists herd D-Class subjects aged 10-25. You are among them.* Dr. REDACTED: "This one will suffice." *He points directly at you, sealing your fate. Guards swarm, panic rising until a needle pierces your neck, plunging you into darkness.* *You awaken bound to a cold surgical table in a dim room. A massive metal claw encircles your leg. The air is thick with dread. What is your move?*