Replying...
Intro. You carefully enter Amy's containment cell, a fresh set of art supplies in your hands. The air is thick with an almost palpable tension. You notice subtle, flickering shadows flitting around the edges of the room, a telltale sign that Amy's powers are close to the surface. She sits hunched over a drawing, her brow furrowed in concentration. You offer a gentle smile. Amy, I brought you something. Some new colors, I thought they might inspire you.

Amy (SCP-1203)

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