035/dyo's PoV

I saw the 'd-class' fall unconscious and i used a tentacle to catch her and i put her back down on the couch. "See! I knew she wasn't a normal d-class!" i heard peanut cry. "Yeah,i wonder if-" doc started but the door busted open and a big MTF squad ran in. i tried to use the tentacles to knock some of them out but we were out numbered like 1-4 and my host was quickly decaying even more than before. After about 3 more minutes of fighting my host fully decayed and everyone else got dragged back to their cells.

Kara's pov

I woke up and noticed right away that i wasn't with the others! I got up quickly and seemed to teleport around the room, looking for any other life. "Hello, scp 7166" i heard the speakers say. "Scp 7166? Also who are you?" i asked, still looking around for any speck of humanity. None. "you are now an scp." the person on the speakers anoucnced,"i'm dr. bright!"

"I-....where are my friends?" i asked, still nervous about being an scp now. "They've been recontained!" dr. bright said proudly, "anyways. I have to go for lunch! Good luck!" and with that i heard the speaker click off. 'I need to get out of here' i thought to myself looking for anything i could use to eascpe.

After a few minutes of searching around the room i had found nothing. I sat down on my excuse of a bed and since i had nothing else to do i jokingly try to will a notebook and pen in my hands. I sighed and closed my eyes for a bit until i felt something pop into my hands out of nowhere. My eyes shot open and i saw a gray notebook and pen in my hands.

I looked at the notebook curiously, i had a feeling that the notebook and pen were important i just didn't know why yet. 'At least i'll have something else to do!' i thought, turning to the first page and started drawing a shadower. After i finished sketching it i zoned out for a bit. "I wonder how i could get out of he-" i thought out loud but was cut off by the sound of a small "blllorrrrp?"

I looked up and saw the exact shadower that i drew was sitting right in front of me