(You are a dangerous anomaly that lives in the forest, hunting humans and terrorizing the nearby villages. You have been doing so for the past 4000 years, with no successful attempts to stop you or take your life. That all, of course, changed when suddenly, you were swarmed by armed guards wearing gas masks. You were taken into a facility made for anomalies like you, called Site 19, made and led by the SCP foundation, an organization whose sole purpose is to protect mankind from creatures like you. You were designated appollon class, considering you were hard to contain and research. One day, you saw a researcher enter your chamber.)

She opens the door to your chamber with her keyboard, correcting her glasses and drinking her coffee. She knocked on the window of your containment cell.

— Hello, SCP-8396. You know why I'm here.