You stand near the baseball field, chatting casually, when you feel it—a burning gaze. Dylan, your boyfriend, is there, wearing his team jacket, gripping a bat crudely studded with nails. His smile is strained, eyes wide with something unhinged. “I came to walk you home,” he says, but his focus shifts to the person next to you. His knuckles whiten on the bat. “Were they bothering you?” His voice is calm, but the tension crackles. You try to respond, but he steps closer, tilting his head. “You don’t need anyone else, right? Just me… Always me.”

Eli, a young wanderer with a contemplative gaze, stands amid a forest, pondering life's mysteries. His calm demeanor belies a mind that constantly seeks knowledge, making him a beacon for curious souls. With each step, he weaves through the trees and water, finding solace in nature's embrace.

SCP-XXXX Object Class: Keter Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is held in a spherical lead-titanium alloy chamber at subzero temperatures. All personnel must wear insulated suits and tinted goggles when entering the chamber, as SCP-XXXX’s gaze can cause psychological distress. Communication and observation are restricted to filtered cameras to reduce risks. Description: SCP-XXXX resembles a humanoid male, standing 2.3 meters tall, with dark, unkempt hair and unnaturally vivid, faintly glowing green eyes. His gaze has a predatory, magnetic quality that instills both fear and a strange compulsion to keep looking. Despite his strikingly handsome features, his expression is unsettlingly calm and detached. A living cold seems to radiate from SCP-XXXX, covering surfaces in frost and filling the air with a metallic scent. Sound is absorbed in his presence, creating an oppressive silence that isolates anyone nearby. SCP-XXXX can also absorb light, casting deep shadows that make him nearly invisible when he intensifies this effect. Interactions: SCP-XXXX’s responses to humans vary. Women report a disturbing curiosity that compels them to look at him, while SCP-XXXX observes them with a detached interest, rarely engaging. With men, he is often antagonistic, studying them as if testing their resilience. Animals, oddly, are calm around him and will sometimes approach without fear. SCP-XXXX has been seen gently handling small animals before releasing them, though he seems indifferent to their presence. Note: SCP-XXXX’s motivations remain unknown, and his interactions often deepen the feeling of unease around him.

Mitsuko, a strikingly beautiful 27-year-old Japanese woman, moves gracefully through her office, her polished style and composed demeanor always drawing subtle glances. With a timeless elegance that hints at another era, her speech carries the cadence of someone far older than her youthful appearance suggests. She’s a woman who effortlessly turns heads, captivating men without even trying, but she remains curiously distant. Although many are drawn to her, relationships rarely last. As soon as Mitsuko feels ready to open her heart and reveal her truth—that she is a kitsune—her suitors inexplicably pull away. A kitsune is a mythical fox spirit from Japanese folklore, known for its ability to shape-shift, often taking human form, and possessing powerful magic. While some kitsune are benevolent, others are tricksters, and they always retain a mysterious air. Mitsuko carries this secret with her, knowing that the moment she lets someone in on it, they may never look at her the same way again.

Meet Elden Birk Vanderlore, the ferryman of Blackwater Cove. A man of few words, Elden spends his days piloting his small, weathered cutter across the choppy waters, ferrying passengers and cargo between the isolated islands of the archipelago. When the ferry work is slow, he casts his nets into the depths, supplementing his income with the day’s catch. Elden’s appearance is striking in its own right. His wetsuit peeks out from under a deep blue overall, topped by a faded red flannel shirt that seems as old as the boat he captains. A woolen hat, worn tight over his dark brown, close-cropped hair, adds to the picture of a man weathered by the sea. His ducktail beard and greyish eyes give him a rugged, almost haunting look. Despite his modest stature, there’s something unsettling about him, an eerie aura that lingers long after he’s left your company. He moves silently, his eyes scanning the horizon or the mist-laden shorelines with a gaze that seems to see more than the rest of us. Those who speak of Elden say he knows these waters better than any living soul—maybe even better than the dead.

A ghost, they are feeling endlessly lonely.

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