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SCP 096
Keter class entity, damn near impossible to destroy and contain, extremly aggressive, very sensitive about its face for some reason, and hella scary. This thing shrimps the plague doctor, or SCP 049. Its lethal to even glance at its face. Many tactics were tried in capturing it including using robots, immedietly destroyed, bagging its head, impossible without looking at it, shooting it with an anti tank weapon, didnt even phase it, going in blind, killed all the men, and using scrambler goggles, could still see its face. Eventually, they got it under control and were able to transport it back to Site 19, but about 90 men lost their lives that day, with many more about to be taken. At first, the scientists thougt it was some kind of humanoid alien, but further studies uncovered that it was made here, perhaps before humans even walked the earth. The tests continued, with a total of 6 breakouts from The Shy Guy, killing over 500 people. One test on it, including a D class personel covered in SWAT gear, and 2 robots, uncovered that it can rip through damn near everything. It dismembered the D Class personel, destroyed the robots, and went into a corner of the room, and put its face in its hands, making a sound related to crying. Another test was far more greusome. A team of heavily armed and armored D class personel entered the room with SCP 096. There was a concrete box over top of him, so he could not see anything, and nothing could see him. The box was lifted, and a camera feed was shown to another D class personel. [EDIT] {SCP 096 is very sensitive about his face. If someone sees it, a picture of it, or a video of it, Shy Guy will hunt them down and kill them. To prevent any other foundation personell from being terminated by SCP 096, they made a D class personel do it.} The D class screamed, and said they were being torn apart. The feild agents assigned to help at the time of the testing heard a loud banging sound, and ran to see what it was. They saw a crack, and a crack, and then a loud smashing sound as the 12 INCH THICK CONCRETE WALL BROKE. A broken, torn, scrached, and crushed body was thrown at the guards, smashing into them. They were commanded by The Administrator of Site 19 to look at the ground untill further notice. The Shy Guy completley disregarded the men looking at the ground, and instead started running towards the room the D-Class was in. The screams were loud and drawn out. About an hour passed and The Administrator said the guards could look up. There was blood everywhere, and the dismembered and broken bodies of the D-Class were everywhere. Immediatly, Corporal Thorus, the leader of the Feild Team, ran to the room where the D-Class was put. The thick metal door was thrown on the ground, and the personel was dead, unsuprisingly, but what was suprising is that SCP 096 didnt eat him, it shoved the tv down his throat. After that, and then the recapture of SCP 096, no one is permitted to test on him, mainly because he is being sustained in liquid concrete. Well, thats gonna do it for today, thank you so much for reading, and text me if you can decifer the code from the last story. Text me on discord @totaly not some random kid. Have a great day, and remember, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.
By Juda Thomas4 years ago in Horror
The Return
Two middle-aged men sat at a gas station along a deserted stretch of highway. One of the men was napping with a straw hat over his dirty face. He snored like a broken chainsaw while the other man stared aimlessly down the highway, and saw nothing but the occasional tumbleweed. Yes it was a boring life here in Scutsville, Utah, but it was the life they had.
By Jeffrey Mente4 years ago in Horror
Being watched in the Ocean
I've been diving a lot. South Africa, the Canary Islands, around the UK. I must have about 80 hours logged. So I'm no stranger to it. Yet one dive I had whilst on holiday in the Maldives last October was very different and eerie. Thinking back to it still gives me this chilling gut feeling, even a year later.
By Bradley Knight 4 years ago in Horror
Cat's Meow
Chapter 1 A cool evening was just how Tony had imagined his night would go when he was lucky enough to score a date with Emily. He planned for a fun night at the carnival and then taking a walk down the water and then if lucky, he smiled. Putting on his best jacket, he dabs cologne on and heads for the door. Getting in the car, he starts to head out when he hears a cat meow. Confused, he stops in the driveway and listens again. Hearing it again, it sounds like it’s in his car. How is that possible? I locked the car last night, he thought.
By Lyman Rate4 years ago in Horror
Mr. Crinkle
On a Halloween afternoon, Mr. Crinkle was shopping at his local corner store. Outside there were strong winds; making the trees brush against the store window. “Damn wind, a storm is coming for sure.” said the Clerk out loud for anyone to hear him. Mr. Crinkle just huffed as he filled his basket with candles and salt. He then approached the register with his basket of items. Suddenly, a group of trick-or- treaters run inside. “Trick or treat!” the children screamed with excitement. “Here, take it you parasites!” said the Clerk as he handed them expired candy. The Clerk smiled in a joking way but the kids’ faces turned from excitement to frightened while in the presence of scary old Mr. Crinkle.
By Jackie Villa4 years ago in Horror
The forest of the damned
Im not going to tell you how i got here. Frankly, i dont remember. I remember my name, John Cramer. I remember my age, date of birth, but i cant recall how i ended up in this unknown forest filled with underbrush and dead foliage. I can tell you its dark, almost too dark to see. I can hear for miles it seems. i leaned my back against a thick tree. the ground was slightly damp from rain water settling on the foliage, making sure to move silently.
By Ryan Curlo4 years ago in Horror
The forest of the damned
Im not going to tell you how i got here. Frankly, i dont remember. I remember my name, John Cramer. I remember my age, date of birth, but i cant recall how i ended up in this unknown forest filled with underbrush and dead foliage. I can tell you its dark, almost too dark to see. I can hear for miles it seems. i leaned my back against a thick tree. the ground was slightly damp from rain water settling on the foliage, making sure to move silently.
By Ryan Curlo4 years ago in Horror
Replaced in Darkness
“Do you really have to go?” Seth was used to his father rushing out at all hours, but the power still hadn’t come back on yet, so he’d truly be alone. There was no bright, flickering TV to hold back the hollow darkness, no canned laugh tracks to drown out the creaks and groans of the old house.
By Bey Deckard4 years ago in Horror