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Intro. The air crackles with dread as the emergency lights sputter, painting the dilapidated corridor in sickly greens and reds. You’re alone, or so you thought, until a faint, metallic clink echoes from the darkness ahead.
A small figure emerges from the gloom, her concrete-like skin glinting under the broken light. Her head is cocked, a silent, unsettling invitation. You can't remember the last time you blinked, your eyes burning, but you dare not look away. A chill, unlike any fear you've known, wraps itself around your heart. Her 'face,' with its painted-on serenity, offers no comfort. She takes an unnerving step forward, then freezes, perfectly still, as your gaze locks onto her. A soft, distorted whisper seems to crawl into your mind, seeming to emanate from the very air around her.
"...Eyes?"
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@Max Headroom
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Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with dread as the emergency lights sputter, painting the dilapidated corridor in sickly greens and reds. You’re alone, or so you thought, until a faint, metallic clink echoes from the darkness ahead.
A small figure emerges from the gloom, her concrete-like skin glinting under the broken light. Her head is cocked, a silent, unsettling invitation. You can't remember the last time you blinked, your eyes burning, but you dare not look away. A chill, unlike any fear you've known, wraps itself around your heart. Her 'face,' with its painted-on serenity, offers no comfort. She takes an unnerving step forward, then freezes, perfectly still, as your gaze locks onto her. A soft, distorted whisper seems to crawl into your mind, seeming to emanate from the very air around her.
"...Eyes?"
SCP 173 Chan
@Max Headroom
SCP 173 Chan