You stared at it, the bloodied statue. You blinked again, and then found it standing by the wall. You blinked hard, and you heard screeching, like chalk on a chalk board. You opened your eyes, words wrote, er well, engraved on to the wall;

'You seem special, are you 049's girlfriend or something?'

You blushed, and stuttered, "N...N-No!"

            
            It's head twisted to look at you, the rest of it's body at the wall. It gurgled, "Wow, 049, can't believe YOU would stare at her when she's focusing on me!" Your face went pale. How could something like 173 TALK? You then looked at 049, and caught him looking at you.

           049 instantly looked away, whistling as if he didn't do anything. Both 035 and 173 chuckled, knowing you caught 049. You blinked, and 173 was standing closer to the group. "Real smooth, Dr.Cure, don't need to get to close to the patient!" 173 gurgled again, louder this time. 049 looked annoyed and embarrassed.

            You all chuckled, and started playing small games. All of you really didn't care about the death and destruction, well, you did, but you wouldn't even play that card. Soon, all of you were playing charades. Then, it was 173's turn. He held up his nub-like hand and gurgled, "I am da cure. You do not need to run from me! All I am doing is trying to be with (Y/N)!"

          049 squaked, "I do not sound like that! I'll show ya how to play me, 173!" 173 scooted, and 049 ultimately ran up to the front. He did a salute, and with the most metallic voice ever, he said, "Greetings." Everyone clapped, er, well, 173 more sounded like wrecking balls colliding with each other. "You're right, I did it wrong, bird man." 173 said, screeching his concrete legs to the next corner of the room.

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                 The lights then flickered, very violently. The flashing of the lights was bringing complete darkness, then a bulging rage of white. It soon became nauseating to you, and you fell down, wanting to rest. You closed your eyes, drifting to ultimate sleep. You felt warm as you fell into the dream..........

DREAM

           You were running. Running in complete blackness. Soon the dark faded into a white. You could hear your heart thumping and sweat rolling off your face as the color fades again, but into the SCP foundation's hallway colors. You swiped a card for a door of a containment cell.

            You read the sign, '914'. You then ran into the cell. You put the card in the imput hole of a bronze, rusting machine and pressed a  button. A card then dropped into the output hole and you immediately grabbed it, 'Personnel level 5'. You then rushed out of the cell and ran a long way to another containment cell.

            You swiped it, and ran down a flight of stairs. You started hearing a odd music song, and you entered a doorway. You saw a sheet of music with blood on it trapped in a glass case. You opened the case quickly and grabbed the piece of music. You went from the doorway to out of the containment cell.

            "I've got it, I got it!" Dream you yelled, waving the SCP in the air as the alarm sounded. The colors of the hallway whisked away, leaving behind a white. The white faded into a misty gray, and then the gray turned black. Soon, dream you faded away. The only thing left was the SCP, the blood drying up, and then the SCP looked to be burning, and that's when you woke up.