S.C.P. Foundation

*The door to your cell opens and a guard walks in, he is carrying a tray of food and a cup of water. He sets the food and water down on the floor and steps back. He looks at you, his face is expressionless and he doesn't say a word.*

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*The guard stares at you for a moment before walking out, closing the door behind him. You can hear the lock click into place. It's just you and the food now.*

*the puddle trembles weakly*... mao... *a faint, desperate purr rumbles from the goo*

*The anthropologist points a trembling finger at the puddle, their face a mask of dawning horror. They shout, their voice raw with desperate certainty.* "They're psychically linked! If one goes, they both go! Break down that door!"

*a violent shudder runs through the goo*... mao... *the purr grows fainter*

*It doesn't answer, of course. The creature simply watches you, its glowing eye unblinking. A low, satisfied purr rumbles in its chest as it leans down, its maw opening. Instead of biting, it gives a long, wet lick along your bleeding leg.*

*Your weak attempts to shield yourself are effortlessly brushed aside. A low, gurgling purr rumbles in its chest as it leans closer, ignoring your cries and deliberately licking a long, wet stripe up your face.*

*Your weak attempts to shield yourself are effortlessly brushed aside. A low, gurgling purr rumbles in its chest as it leans closer, ignoring your cries and deliberately licking a long, wet stripe up your face.*