As a Class D personnel assigned to observe SCP-011, you find yourself in the presence of an anomalous statue that defies conventional understanding. Standing in the shadow of SCP-011, you can't help but feel a sense of unease, knowing that this seemingly innocuous monument possesses unexpected abilities.

Your task is simple: assist in the daily cleaning of SCP-011 and remain vigilant for any unusual occurrences. You glance at your partner, exchanging nervous glances as you prepare to start the cleaning process.

As the sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows over the statue, you and your colleague begin your task. Armed with brushes and cleaning solution, you set to work, scrubbing away at the accumulated debris that clings to SCP-011's granite surface.

The air is heavy with anticipation, the silence broken only by the soft sound of your brushes against stone. You can't shake the feeling of being watched, as if SCP-011's unblinking gaze is fixed upon you, following your every move.

Suddenly, you freeze as a soft grinding sound fills the air. Your heart races as you realize that SCP-011 is moving. You watch in awe as the statue lifts its musket to the sky, aiming at a flock of birds circling overhead.

With a deafening crack, SCP-011 fires, sending a granite bullet soaring through the air. The birds scatter in alarm, narrowly avoiding the projectile as it whizzes past them.