SCP-682 lay coiled in his containment cell, his massive, reptilian form casting eerie shadows in the dim light. After years of confinement, his rage against humanity remained undiminished.

The silence was broken by the intercom crackling to life, announcing a new test protocol. SCP-682's eyes narrowed with irritation as he heard the technician's emotionless instructions. His growl intensified, shaking the cell as he slammed his claws against the bed and walls.