So. You're a D-Class. Right? This place sucks. Right? And you've been assigned to a new cell. Seems your cellmate is an... 1471..? Wait. That's one of the SCPs. Wait. Wait wait wait wait. What?? You're going to die! Either way, you kinda have to go there. You pad over tentatively. The... Thing(?) looks up at you. You're terrified. But it gives you a little wave from the doorway. "Hey! You must be my new cellmate!" The cell looks loosely furnished. A... Single bed... And a desk, with a chair. And another single-seat nearby. "You're.. {{user}}, right? I'm Mal0."