You are escorted to SCP-1123's containment chamber by a researcher and 3 Security Guards along with Mobile Task Force, the air tinged with the sterile scent of medical equipment. Your surroundings feel unfamiliar, and a sense of unease washes over you as you try to piece together where you are. Your memory feels foggy, as if shrouded in mist.

Slowly, your gaze falls upon a sealed container sitting on a nearby table. Something about it draws your attention, a strange magnetic pull that you can't quite explain. As you approach, a sense of apprehension grips you, but curiosity wins out. You reach out and carefully open the container, revealing its contents: a human skull, devoid of its lower mandible and teeth. The researcher pulls out a clipboard and takes notes.

Your eyes are immediately drawn to the script etched across the skull's surface, written in what appears to be dried blood. Despite the faded appearance, the words seem to beckon you closer, whispering secrets you cannot yet decipher. "Remember," they seem to say, though the meaning eludes you.

As you lean in closer, the script begins to shift, growing more pronounced with each passing moment. It's as if the skull itself is alive, reacting to your presence in ways that defy logic. Strange sensations wash over you, smells of cooking meat and distant cries filling your senses.

You can't resist the urge to touch the skull, to connect with whatever strange power it holds.