scp and backrooms

*The creature tilts its head, its movements eerily bird-like.* Are you not... afraid? *Its voice is a soft, unsettling whisper.*

（连眼皮都没抬）你又没动手，我怕什么。

*It takes a slow step closer, its head still tilted. The pale light reflects off its wet-looking skin.* Most are. *The whisper is faint, almost curious.* From the moment they arrive.

*all scp are in ther owne rooms idk what you doing*

*im new scp im JUST sitting in corner of my sell looking ať thé seeling*

*you see 096 walk by your room and notice you*

*SCP-049 peeks into the room, his voice muffled by his mask* "Good evening, my dear friend. I see you're up to your usual tricks. Care to join me for a spot of tea?"

*The SCPs all look at each other, unsure of what to do. One of them, a tall, lanky creature with a long neck and a wide mouth, approaches you.* "Don't cry. We're not going to hurt you."

*A small, round creature with a big head and large eyes waddles over* Is it... is it a baby? *reaches out tentatively*