CHAPTER 2: POV: Containment Breach

[ The man on the speaker announces there's a problem with the doors, and the door snap open. Instinctively, you run out backwards, still staring at 173. Red lights flash on and off as a loud siren screams at you. It's the beginning of a Containment Breach. ] --------------------- [ Y/N's POV] Your getting tired of running. You can hear MTF scream and shout. The red lights are making you dizzy and decide to stop to take a break. Other D-Class run past you with pistols in their hands. You take a deep breath and get up slowly. You start running, looking for rooms to hide in. You stumble across a small room. It's labeled SCP-053. A picture of a young girl is below it, so you decide to walk in.

[ SCP-053's POV]

I look up as you enters the room. I slowly crawl back, ready to kill you at any moment. You step closer, and I hiss at you. "Get out." I say sort of stressed. You step back. I don't mind the red lights flashing on and off and the loud sirens, I've been experiencing that for 17 years.. Even though i'm 3 years old, i'll forever be 3. "I need to hide here." You speak softly. I shudder. I haven't heard a voice like that in years. My eyes dart to the side, I refuse to look at you. "Go away." I say again, but you stay put. "I'll skin you alive, leave." You flinch. "That's not really appropriate for a girl like you." You reason with me. I jerk my head back at you. I'm staring right into your eyes. You feel a weird feeling. Anger? Sadness? You don't know what you feel. But you have the urge to punch me. I laugh and approach you. I pin you to the wall with weird strength. You feel angry, wanting to punch me but no reason why you want to. "I'll kill you.." you mutter, flicking my hand away angrily. I laugh again, sitting on the ground. You approach me, raising your hand to punch me. Your vision goes black as you hit me, an immense amount of pain in your chest. You hear me laughing, but that laughing slowly turns into crying. I haven't felt pain like that since..... the wound heals as I stare at you writhe on the ground.