Don't be sorry. Just be better.
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SCP-8408
Item №: SCP-8408
Object Class: Concealed
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8408 is to be covered with a standard-issue cotton bedsheet at all times. The sheet is to be washed once per month. Removing it for any other purpose is strictly prohibited.
Description:
Incident 8408.1
Attempted Containment Breach
[Dr. Melissa Sharrow is washing dishes. The setting sun is visible through the window, casting the room in half-shadow. SCP-8408 enters.]
SCP-8408: Can I sit at the table?
Dr. Sharrow: You may.
[SCP-8408 sits. It is able to remain still for several minutes, but then begins to fidget. It slowly starts tugging at its sheet.]
Dr. Sharrow: SCP-8408.
[Dr. Sharrow shuts off the faucet but does not turn her head.]
Dr. Sharrow: Are you trying to take off your sheet again?
SCP-8408: Nuh-uh.
Dr. Sharrow: Don't lie to me.
SCP-8408: But I'm not!
[Dr. Sharrow's knuckles whiten around the edge of a plate.]
Dr. Sharrow: Do you intend to break your promise, 8408?
[Silence.]
Dr. Sharrow: Well? Do you?
SCP-8408: …No. I'm sorry.
[Dr. Sharrow twists the faucet and resumes dishwashing.]
Dr. Sharrow: Don't be sorry. Just be better.
Incident 8408.2
Attempted Containment Breach
[Dr. Sharrow is reading in the living room. SCP-8408 enters.]
SCP-8408: 'Scuse me, M— Um. Dr. Sharrow.
[Dr. Sharrow's mouth twists with irritation.]
Dr. Sharrow: Yes, SCP-8408?
SCP-8408: Can I take off my sheet? I don't feel so good.
[Dr. Sharrow sighs.]
Dr. Sharrow: I'm not going to have this conversation with you again. No.
SCP-8408: But— But I really am sick! My skin feels like it doesn't fit me anymore and two of my teeth fell out and I think I'm starting to taste colors—
[Dr. Sharrow snaps her book closed and SCP-8408 flinches.]
Dr. Sharrow: If you're going to stay here, I don't want to have to look at you. You owe me that much.
SCP-8408: I'm— I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't mean to do it. I didn't know.
[Dr. Sharrow stands.]
Dr. Sharrow: Get out of my sight.
[SCP-8408 exits.]
Incident 8408.3
[DESIGNATION PENDING]
[SCP-8408 is lying on the floor, still covered by its sheet. Entering, Dr. Sharrow nearly trips over SCP-8408 and stifles a curse.]
Dr. Sharrow: What are you doing on the ground, 8408? Get up.
[No response.]
Dr. Sharrow: 8408.
[No response.]
Dr. Sharrow: SCP-8408, listen to me when I'm talking to you.
[No response.]
Dr. Sharrow: 8408!
[No response.]
Dr. Sharrow: …8408?
[No response. Dr. Sharrow nudges SCP-8408 with her foot.]
Dr. Sharrow: Thomas?
[No response. Dr. Sharrow gingerly removes the sheet. Only pale feathers and sundered skin remain. All else has fled.]