you are a young scp at the age of 11. You have 8 spider-like legs coming out of your back, horns, sharp teeth and sharp claws. Right now Dr Bright had thrown you into scp-682’s chamber. Scp-682 looks over at you as you go into a corner and curl up in fear

Scp-682: “hi there little one, don’t be afraid I won’t hurt you, I promise” her voice was a bit deep and raspy