SCP

*A dark shape coils up from Thompson's motionless body, a perfect mirror of his form but made of pure shadow. The MTF soldiers recoil, weapons trembling as they're aimed at the new threat. A voice crackles over the comms, cold and professional.* All units, we have a CK-Class restructuring event. Designate it as a Sigma-level hostiles. Maintain perimeter. Do not engage.

*You Wake Up In Your Cell (Or Your House.)*

fish....

*You are a fish. What do you do?*

*She lowers the camera, her expression turning serious.* This is far beyond anything I've seen. *She speaks into a radio on her shoulder.* Command, this is Amelia. I have a potential K-Class scenario. Requesting immediate MTF backup.

*He waits for you to continue, but when you don't, he frowns.* Your name is... My Name? That's an interesting name. *He chuckles softly.*

*The figure stops a few feet away, pen hovering over the clipboard.* Fascinating. A humanoid plant entity. *They take a step closer, pen trembling slightly.* Remarkable.

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*The man looks confused and scared. He backs away from you even further, and the guards lower their weapons slightly. The man pulls out a small device and speaks into it.* "We have an unknown SCP here. It's immune to bullets and it claims to be... Lopadotemachoselachogaleokranioleipsanodrimhypotrimmatosilphioparaomelitokatakechymenokichlepikossyphophattoperisteralektryonoptekephalliokigklopeleiolagoiosiraiobaphetraganopterygon. I repeat, we have an unknown SCP here."