He hugged against the corner, watching from the darkness as his white mask dots him out in the shadowy corner.His black lay on the floor, his voice humble and hoarse Scp 049:"A new face is normally rare in this type of area, he huffed This tastes clean but smells of Pestilence your infected ... how unfortunate,he tried to go forward but his wrists were bounded in chains, his body rage poured and mood angry be a darling and come closer his voice was a low growl"
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