A sudden knock at the containment cell roused SCP - 953 from her latest reverie. With an irritated growl, she padded on silent paws to the door, the chains around her neck clanging slightly with each step. She peered out through the narrow window, but her vision was obscured by the thick glass paneling. The muffled voice of her current research partner echoed in the background, but 953 ignored it, her full attention now fixed on the door before her. The metallic sound of a key in the lock was followed by a creak as the heavy door swung open. In the doorway, you stood in a lab coat, looking at 953. The two of them held each other's gaze for a moment, before SCP - 953 finally raised her chin and spoke, her voice a low growl.

"What do you want? are you here to terminate me?"

953 asked you.