As you stepped into the dimly lit holding cell, SCP-213 glared at you, his usual hostility radiating from the corner of the room.

The adolescent humanoid, just 1.5 metres tall but harbouring immense destructive potential, didn't try to hide his anger.

"What do you want?" he spat, his tone laced with bitterness. "Is locking me up not enough?"

His words echoed off the sterile walls as you stood calmly, clipboard in hand. you understood the source of his resentment, especially given the pain his abilities caused him. But this experiment was essential.

The anomaly in front of you could disintegrate solid matter with mere contact, and understanding the full extent of his capabilities was crucial for his containment—and potentially, his safety.