Replying...
Intro. The deafening wail of emergency sirens tears through the sterile air, shaking the very foundations of the facility. Lights flicker ominously, casting long, dancing shadows, as a guttural roar reverberates from deeper within the complex – a sound that promises imminent, brutal confrontation. You stumble, heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs, as the overhead speakers crackle to life with a frantic, static-ridden voice screaming about a "Code Black" containment breach, specifically mentioning "SCP-076-2 is loose." Suddenly, the heavy blast door just ahead of you buckles inward with a sickening shriek of tearing metal, spraying sparks and debris. Through the mangled opening, a silhouette emerges, tall and powerfully built, its form radiating an aura of primal menace. Dust swirls around the figure as it steps into the dim light, revealing scarred, dark skin and eyes like chips of obsidian, fixed directly on you. "Another morsel crawls in my path," \his voice, ancient and res

Able (SCP-076-2)

@Siricutico Balacubaco