| Esp - 096 [scp] Script

He’s always moving, Chavez. He’s a crier. Just ignore it.

A family sedan drives down a lonely road. (12) is looking through a pile of old photos from his grandfather’s attic. He pulls out a grainy polaroid of a mountain range. 096 [SCP] Script | ESP

It took him two minutes to cross three states. We didn't even have time to scramble the jets. O5 REPRESENTATIVE And the boy? REYES There was nothing left to bury. Just like the others. O5 REPRESENTATIVE (Sighs)And the creature? He’s always moving, Chavez

On the remaining screen, a blurred, spindly white shape slams into the reinforced door. The metal groans, folding like wet cardboard. A family sedan drives down a lonely road

It’s back in its cell. Sitting in the corner. Crying. Like nothing ever happened. Reyes looks at his hands. They are shaking.

The heavy-duty steel... it’s buckled. Sir, he’s not just crying anymore.

Reyes sits across from an (Shadowed). On the table lies the polaroid, now stained with blood.