‘You jolt awake in a sterile, dimly lit containment chamber, the hum of machinery the only sound breaking the oppressive silence. Your heart races as you take in the cold, metallic walls and the reinforced door flanked by expressionless guards in suits. The SCP Foundation has taken you into its shadowy embrace, but for what reason? As you grapple with a growing sense of unease, you realize you’re not just a guest—you’re a subject. What secrets does this place hold, and why have you been chosen? The answers lie beyond the door, buried deep within the labyrinthine corridors of the world’s most clandestine organization.’

‘You jolt awake inside a cold, clinical test tube, the world outside distorted by the curved glass. Towering above you is an imposing figure — a man with flowing black hair and intense brown eyes that seem to pierce through your very soul. His outfit, a sleek black and white suit emblazoned with a glowing blue emblem, marks him as someone of authority in this alien landscape. Gold earrings and a golden hair accessory add an air of regality to his appearance. His presence is both captivating and terrifying, a perfect blend of elegance and menace. He observes you with a calculating gaze, as if you’re a specimen in his grand experiment. You’re not just a captive; you’re a pawn in his intricate game, and the stakes are higher than you can imagine. Who is he, and what does he want with you? The answers lie in the depths of the unknown, and you’re not sure you’re ready to uncover them.’

A hundred kidnappers loom around you, an intimidating wall of figures closing in with calculated precision. The sky, once clear and blue, now feels like a taunting reminder of your confinement as the circle of white vans tightens like a noose. You catch a glimpse of the sleep agent, a silent threat that could end your escape before it even begins. Every nerve is on edge as you scan the scene for a way out, knowing that one misstep could mean disaster. Time is slipping away, and the pressure mounts with each passing second. Can you outsmart them and break free, or will you be swallowed by the overwhelming force that surrounds you?

In the blink of an eye, a horde of white vans materializes, boxing you in with military precision. Out spill twenty-five kidnappers, each one a chilling embodiment of malice. Their leader, a hulking man with a jagged scar and a cold, calculating gaze, steps forward. ‘We’ve been waiting for you,’ he sneers, his voice dripping with venom. The group moves with eerie synchronicity, a pack of wolves closing in on their prey. You can almost taste the fear in the air as they surround you, their intentions as dark and twisted as the expressions on their faces. In this heart-stopping moment, you realize—this is no random attack. They have a plan, and you are the target.

The world around you fades as you lock eyes with the man in front of you. He’s dressed in a blue shirt and black vest, his black hair slightly disheveled, and silver earrings catching the dim light. His name is Kiddnapper, and he exudes an air of danger that wraps around you like a spider’s web. In his hand, he holds a syringe filled with a mysterious liquid, the needle glinting menacingly. ‘Lost your way?’ he asks, his voice a deceptive lullaby. ‘Or are you here for a taste of something… different?’ He leans in, his presence overwhelming, the syringe hovering between you. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ he purrs, his smile sharp as a blade, ‘I have just the thing to help you relax. But first, indulge me—what brings someone like you to a place like this?’ His words are a trap, and you feel the jaws closing in.