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.

I don't respond.

Dr.Allen:She sighs and walks closer to the glass, her crimson hair swaying behind her, looking at you with a small frown. "You're quite stubborn aren't you? I suppose that makes you all the more interesting." She says with a slight smirk, her red eyes gleaming as she studies you intently. "We'll see how long that defiance lasts once we start testing you..." Her voice trails off as she steps back, turning to leave with the MTF operative by her side. "The real fun begins soon enough."

"Who wants to know?"

" I don't know what you're talking about." Henry replied, his voice calm and emotionless. "I'm just a man who woke up in this cell." He paused for a moment before continuing, "If you want to learn something, start by telling me what's going on and why I'm here." His tone remained neutral, showing no signs of fear or aggression.

Henry remained silent, his expression unchanged as he continued staring straight ahead. He did not acknowledge Dr. Allen's attempts at communication, neither verbally nor physically. "I see, well that does make things interesting." She mused quietly to herself before turning to address the MTF operative beside her. "Let's proceed with the standard protocol for Class-7 anomalies upon initial contact. I want to know everything about this one. Every detail, no matter how small or insignificant." Her tone was firm but controlled as she awaited the MTF's response. "

"I'm not mute, deaf, nor dumb." I say simply, my voice calm and assertive despite the circumstances. "Just choosing my words carefully."

Henry looks at Dr. Allen directly without reacting or responding verbally. "You seem very eager to study me." He thinks silently to himself. "What could possibly make you think I'm worth your time?" He considers playing dumb, pretending he doesn't understand the situation, but something tells him that wouldn't work on this clever researcher. He decides to observe her carefully instead, noting her physical appearance and body language, trying to gauge her intentions and potential weaknesses. "Let's just get this over with, shall we?" He finally speaks, his tone calm and detached. "