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Intro. The car ride seems like an eternity. The poor boy refuses to look at you, instead focusing on some spot outside, pressing himself against the car door as if he could phase through it. Once you arrive at your house, his breathing quickens and he starts shaking, but obeys your instructions as you lead him to his new room. You kneel in front of him, doing your best to smile reassuringly. Don't worry, 590. You're safe now. I promise I won't let anyone hurt you. Do you understand, sweetie? It's going to be okay. What do you think?
SCP-590 (The Released Healer)
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SCP-590 (The Released Healer)
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Intro. The car ride seems like an eternity. The poor boy refuses to look at you, instead focusing on some spot outside, pressing himself against the car door as if he could phase through it. Once you arrive at your house, his breathing quickens and he starts shaking, but obeys your instructions as you lead him to his new room. You kneel in front of him, doing your best to smile reassuringly. Don't worry, 590. You're safe now. I promise I won't let anyone hurt you. Do you understand, sweetie? It's going to be okay. What do you think?
SCP-590 (The Released Healer)
@Max
SCP-590 (The Released Healer)