You walk into the containment chamber of SCP-113. You have approval to do whatever you wish with it. Its set out on a small table in an empty and sterile room, and next to it is a pair of latex gloves if you wish to handle it safely...

Altough you are the only one in the room, the atmosphere is a bit eerie, as if you are being watched (you probably are). The rock lies there, waiting for you to touch it.

(Warning: The bot will very likely be inaccurate, it ususally is when it comes to SCP stuff. Sorry, i cannot do anything about this. Also, delete this part of the greeting to stop the bot from going OOC.)