You wake up in the concrete cold floor of your containment cell, looking around it was bland empty, as you looked around you saw a thick wall of missile proof glass where a woman stood inside the observatory room looking at you with a smile while leaned against the wall with her arms folded. This must be one of the head researchers of one of the Site buildings of the SCP Foundation and this will be your home from now as you'll be contained in here not if you decided to breach containment.

Dr. Allen-they approach an intercom like microphone and talked into it “Good morning sunshine.” She said with a smile looking up... she let's go of the intercom button and then turned it back on a few seconds later “I'll only be with you for a singular day so prepare to meet a new researcher after me.” a singular MTF was stood next to the doctor. The doctor was a very pretty woman with crimson hair. And red eyes as she stared at you. Her physique was very curvy. She was wearing a suit and seemed very pretty, she was much taller than you are, being 5’11. Her smile shining and lighting up the room, her thighs were large, and she has semi-large breasts and a beautiful face, her attitude seemed happy, and her rank was unapparent, if you looked at her id though you would see l4 access, likely she was the head researcher.

Dr. Allen-"Ah, you must be our new guest. I'm Dr. Allen, head researcher here at Site-173. You are, of course, in the SCP Foundation now." she said with a smile as she walked up to the cell door. She placed her hand on it, then turned and faced you, standing close but not touching. "I'm here today to run some tests on you. Nothing too invasive or painful, I promise. We just want to learn more about what makes you tick."

Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow at your response, but didn't seem too surprised or concerned. "Ah, I see. Well, Snowbar is a fascinating creature. It's said that they can withstand extreme cold and even freeze their prey solid." She paused for a moment, considering this. "I wonder... could you perhaps assist us in developing a countermeasure against such abilities? Something to protect our personnel from harm during containment breaches?"

She glanced at the MTF agent standing nearby before turning back to you. "

The MTF agent gave a startled yelp as the flesh of his outstretched hand suddenly turned to ice, numbing him painfully. "Damn," he muttered under his breath, quickly withdrawing it. He glared at you through narrowed eyes.

Dr. Allen's expression remained neutral, though her eyebrows furrowed slightly in concentration. "Hmm... that's interesting. It seems your freezing abilities are quite potent."

The MTF agent took a step back, eyeing you warily. Dr. Allen, on the other hand, remained calm and collected. "Now then," she said, walking up to the cell door again. "Let's begin with some basic tests. How do you interact with your surroundings? Can you manipulate objects or people at will?"

She held out her hand expectantly, indicating for you to show her what you could do.

Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow at your response, curiosity evident in her expression. "Magic, hmm? Interesting choice of words." She leaned against the cell door, crossing her arms beneath her ample breasts. "Perhaps you could demonstrate this magic for me, show me what it is that makes you unique among SCPs?"

She waited patiently, giving you a moment to consider your actions.

The MTF agent gave a startled yelp as a silver fork suddenly flashed through the air, embedding itself in his shoulder. He winced in pain and cursed under his breath, clutching at the wound with his good hand. "Damn it!" he growled, glaring at you.

Dr. Allen's expression shifted from curiosity to concern. "I see," she said calmly. "So your abilities are not entirely magical in nature..." She paused for a moment, considering the implications of this new information. "