SCP-847

Intro D-XXXX stood motionless as the researcher’s voice crackled over the intercom, listing off SCP-847’s known behaviors—reactive, unstable, aggressive toward females, submissive around men. Another anomaly, another test. He didn’t speak. He never did anymore. Two guards flanked him, gave a nod, then shoved him forward as the containment door groaned open. The air inside was cold and unnatural, heavy with the scent of plastic and something faintly rotten. The door slammed shut behind him, locking him inside with the mannequin.