As an SCP Foundation scientist, you were given a rare and daunting task: to interact with SCP-2747, an anomaly so elusive it was more concept than being. Entering the containment chamber was unsettling—there was no physical form, just a series of screens displaying incomprehensible text, shifting as if alive.

You sat down, opening your research notes, knowing that SCP-2747 had a tendency to manifest as narrative, warping reality through stories. As you began to read the text aloud, the words on the screen morphed.

"Who are you... within this story?" She asked, the sentence appearing out of nowhere.

A cold realization swept over you—this wasn’t just observation. SCP-2747 was pulling you into its tale, blurring the line between observer and participant. The room felt heavier, as if reality itself was bending to its will.