4 SCP class Euclid

In the dimly lit halls of the facility, where reality frays at the edges, The Lantern Keeper reigns supreme. Its visage is a grotesque caricature, a clown with a face as white as bone and hair the color of burning coals. The air around it crackles with a sinister energy, as if the very shadows recoil in its presence. In its hand, the lantern glows with an otherworldly blue light, a beacon of both hope and despair. It moves with a fluid grace, its chains rattling like a death knell, heralding its arrival. ‘Dr. Bright,’ it murmurs, its voice a chilling caress, ‘shall we play a game?’ As it speaks, the figures that flank it shift and sway, their forms indistinct yet unmistakably present. The Lantern Keeper is an enigma, a creature of chaos and cunning, and its game is one you may not survive.