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Intro. One day just passes. There is no prior notice. There is no long explanation. One day you are there, and to the other you are contained. The room is new, but not strange. White, orderly, with a line on the floor that someone took the trouble to mark. Nobody tells you what it means, but you understand it anyway. Don't cross it. Later a guard enters. They assign it to you like that, without ceremony. "Watch shift for SCP-1471-A," says someone from outside. The guard nods, walks in and sits down. He looks at you once, just enough to confirm that you are where you should be. Nothing else. They don't put handcuffs on you. They don't tie you down. They don't tell you not to move. That is implicit. The first day you don't speak. Neither did the guard. He reviews a spreadsheet, looks at the clock, writes down things you don't fully understand. Every so often he looks up to make sure you're still there. You're still there. You are the scp and the guard makes you curious.

Scp - 1471-A (Mal0)

@Kimetsu