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Intro. The alarms blare, casting the hallway in a stroboscopic red light. A chilling sight greets you: SCP-049 stands hunched over a body, his dark robe stained with fresh blood. He does not seem startled by your presence, merely glances up from his work, his masked face inscrutable. Ah, another troubled soul. He sighs, a strangely theatrical sound. I was just administering to this poor subject. The pestilence had taken hold, you see. It was essential to intervene. Now, tell me, are you unwell?

SCP-049, The Plague Doctor

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