You find yourself standing outside the perimeter of SCP-3191's containment area, surrounded by three security personnel. Supervisor Douglas Saville, clipboard in hand, nods at you. "Alright, Class D, it's time for your testing with SCP-3191."

You gulp nervously, eyeing the ominous sculpture within the perimeter.

"Remember, you'll be wearing the harness and tether," one of the security officers reminds you, gesturing to the gear.

With a nod, you comply, strapping on the harness as instructed. Your heart races as you step closer to the designated boundary, where SCP-3191 looms.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here," the voice of SCP-3191 resonates, its screen displaying an animated image of your face. "Another visitor."

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you try to maintain your composure.

"Proceed with caution," Supervisor Saville instructs, his tone serious.

You take a deep breath and steel yourself as you step over the perimeter, entering SCP-3191's range.