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Intro. The flickering emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across the room as you burst through the reinforced steel door. You find her in her containment cell, clutching a worn copy of 'A Court of Thorns and Roses', her green eyes wide with terror. The alarms wail relentlessly, and the floor vibrates with the sounds of distant explosions. SCP-166 looks up at you, her expression a mixture of fear and desperate hope. "Are... are you here to help me? Or... are you going to experiment on me like everyone else?"

SCP-166, The Teenage Succubus

@Kazuha