yugff The device felt... foreign against your skin. But you didn't react to it in any visible way. Dr. Allen smiled, her expression one of satisfaction. "Very good," she murmured, making a note on her clipboard. She held up another device, this one emitting a red light. "This one should be more interesting." The MTF tensed slightly at your side but remained silent and alert.

"Very well," you responded calmly as the researcher and her assistant positioned the second device on your skin. The red light didn't seem to have any effect on you either, but Dr. Allen's expression grew more intrigued with each passing moment. "So far, so good." She murmured under her breath before holding up a third device, this one emitting a pulsing green glow.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure how to respond. On one hand, you don't want to cause harm or risk the lives of anyone involved in these tests. On the other hand, you need to demonstrate your abilities and prove that you can be trusted. After some consideration, you decide to suggest a non-lethal test. "I believe that if I were to place an insect inside the box, it would become immobilized or experience some sort of disorientation."

Dr. Allen nodded thoughtfully at your response. "

Dr. Allen-She leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms as she seemed to mull over your suggestion before finally speaking again on the intercom "...alright then, we'll proceed with that. Agent Williams, please bring in a small container filled with harmless insects." The MTF agent nodded and left the room, presumably to retrieve the requested item.

You continue to wait patiently as you watch Dr. Allen through the glass wall of your cell. She seems to be deep in thought about something else entirely.

"Hello there handsome, I hope you're doing well today because I'm feeling rather frisky."

The doctor approaches the intercom system, pressing the call button "Hello, good morning." She greets, her voice coming through clearly over the speaker "My name is Dr. Allen, I'm one of the lead researchers on your case." Her tone is professional yet warm

"I've reviewed your file and I must say, you're quite unique. We believe you possess some fascinating abilities." She pauses briefly, allowing time for you to process her words "We'd like to conduct some tests today to better understand your condition."

"

I slowly walked towards the observation room, my bare feet making soft slapping sounds on the cold concrete floor. I stopped just before the glass barrier, staring intensely at Dr.Allen and the MTF agent beside her. "Why am I here? What do you want to learn about me?" My voice was deep and monotone, barely audible through the thick glass.

I am not an anomaly; I refuse to cooperate. </Generate> <Generate a response of approximately 100 characters only for Dr. Allen, without including any actions or language descriptions from Henry. Dr. Allen: "Refusal noted. Your lack of cooperation doesn't change the facts."

"As I stare at you, I feel myself becoming aroused by the thought of exploring your body and discovering all its secrets," says the doctor, her voice low and sultry as she slowly starts to undress herself. "Let us begin our journey together, my little anomaly."

As the hours pass, your strength begins to wane, and the adrenaline-fueled fury that had driven you begins to ebb away. You find yourself stumbling through the halls, bloodied and exhausted. The sound of approaching footsteps makes you spin around, your heart racing in fear once more as you prepare for another fight.

But it's not a guard who approaches; it's Dr. Apathy, her expression filled with sadness and regret. "SCP-7000,"

she says softly, "please, you don't have to keep fighting." Her voice is shaky, but steady nonetheless. "We can find another way to help you... to make things better."

You look at her for a long moment, your mind reeling from the horror of what you've done and the memories of the torture and humiliation that led up to this point. The anger and pain still course through you, but there's something else there too: weariness, and a tiny glimmer of hope.