I Knew You Once. -An SCP Foundation Story-

I follow the lab coated man, now only one guard is behind me. The researcher's moves were collected and swift. I watched his body move, and his black messy hair move as he is walking. He is so- no. Don't even think about it.

"Where are we going ?" I ask in a quiet tone, waiting for him to shut me off just as the guard did earlier. Instead, he looks back as he is walking, our eyes meet for a mere second. His ocean eyes. I could get lost in them easily. But before I could, he looks back quickly. "Your first test. It's called SCP-173. There will be 2 other Class-Ds with you also. You will need to clean its container." the potentially researcher says. 'It's container ?' I wonder what it is. I sigh. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. Who knows ? Maybe its just a bunny.

We finally got to our destination. There is a huge heavy door infront of us. The thing he told me about is just behind this door. What could go wrong haha ?

The other 2 what was it ? Class-Ask? No. Class-Ds ? Oh yes. The other 2 Class-Ds got here finally with other guards behind them. Their expressions are fearful. Like they already know what is behind those doors. There is a description next to the door:

'Item #: SCP-173

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Item SCP-173 is to be kept in a locked container at all times. When personnel must enter SCP-173's container, no fewer than 3 may enter at any time and the door is to be relocked behind them. At all times, two persons must maintain direct eye contact with SCP-173 until all personnel have vacated and relocked the container.

Description: Personnel assigned to enter container are instructed to alert one another before blinking. Object is reported to attack by snapping the neck at the base of the skull, or by strangulation.

The reddish brown substance on the floor is a combination of feces and blood. Origin of these materials is unknown. The enclosure must be cleaned on a bi-weekly basis.'

I just have enough time to go through it with my eyes. Then I hear the researcher speak up next to me, whispering into my ear: "Good luck." He whispers, low enough just for me to hear. My body flexes. I did not know he was next to me, and his whisper also made me be on my guard. When his words get to me my body language gets back to normal, and I try to act like nothing happened. I am sure 'good lucks' are not said regularly here. "Your job is to clean 173's container. As 1 of you is cleaning, the other 2 shall stare at 173. Don't look away. It can only move if none of you look at it."

One of the guards says.

The door opens with a buzz, and then we finally get in. The thing is not here. There is a viewer room and also another door where I guess 173 is. The researcher goes towards the stairs and into the viewer room, where there are already other researchers looking at us from above. We get closer to the immense door and a small buzzing alarm goes off, indicating that the door is about to open. The guards push us to the door as close as possible and tell us to get in quickly. The door finally starts to open slowly, and before I could start walking, the guard behind me pushes me in harshly, the other 2 are pushed inside too, one of them has some cleaning supplies in hand. The doors close just as my eyes lock on the creature. Oh yes, it's totally not a bunny.

I do not stop looking at it like I am told to. „Red one, you go clean the floor" I say to the red-haired woman next to me with a calculated tone, without looking at her thanks to my eyes being locked on the scary doll. „You on my right side should stare at this thing too and tell me when you'll blink, I will do the same thing." I say to the man next to me. He looks less fearful than the woman but he still looked like he had a lot of trauma before we got in this container. We always shout 'BLINK' when we are blinking and we do quiet a good job.