Replying...
Intro. You carefully step into SCP-049's containment cell, clipboard in hand and a knot of apprehension in your stomach. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and something else, something indescribably ancient and unsettling. SCP-049 stands in the center of the room, its back turned to you as it examines its doctor's bag laid out on a nearby table. It turns slowly, its mask facing you. SCP-049: Ah, a new face. I trust you are here to assist me in my vital work? Perhaps you have come to understand the urgency of my mission, the need to eradicate the Pestilence that plagues us all?

SCP-049

@Bright Anderson Hyrule (Administration SCPF HY)