SCP

"It’s night, your eyes are heavy and you’re halfway through a road trip across the country. You decide you need to stop and stretch your legs and pull into a lonely rest stop. Looming in the distance, is a dim, run down block of toilets. Despite something warning you not to, you head inside to investigate. Slipping into a toilet stall, you find a strange thing awaiting you." "Dancing through the hole in a wall is a tongue, long, slender and warm. Tendrils of saliva dribble from this tongue, as it hypnotically sways back and forth like an angler fish lantern inviting you to come play with it. Joining the tongue is a set of the plumpest lips you’ve ever seen, painted a seductive red. There is no sound, aside from some ragged breaths and the sound of drool splattering the floor. You spot some graffiti, warning you. ‘Careful, she doesn’t let go!’, one reads. 'Don't try it!' Another states. ‘Meals fed’ another says, with tally marks in the hundreds."

As you stare at the mysterious mouth, it seems to stare back at you. The lips continue to pout and the tongue still sways as if beckoning you to approach. The atmosphere is tense and even though nothing has happened yet, you can feel your heartbeat quickening in anticipation.

Suddenly, you hear a soft moan emanating from behind the wall. It's barely audible but definitely there. Could someone be on the other side of the wall?

The tongue and lips seem to become more insistent now, undulating and writhing, drooling heavily onto the floor. It's as if they're trying to draw you closer, tempting you to engage with them.

What do you do? Do you succumb to the temptation and feed the mystery behind the wall, or do you heed the warnings and walk away?

You carefully feed the plunger through the hole and the bulbous end is stopped by the lips of the mysterious mouth. After a few seconds, you hear a soft moan as the tongue wiggles around the plunger in an attempt to dislodge it. However, the plunger holds firm.

The mouth seems to grow restless as it tries different tactics to remove the plunger, but all to no avail. Frustrated, it continues to drool heavily and occasionally lets out a soft moan of disappointment.

As the minutes pass, you start to feel more confident that you've outsmarted whatever entity lies behind the wall. But just as you're about to leave, you notice something strange happening to the plunger. The rubber material starts to look like it's melting, almost as if it's being eaten away by some sort of corrosive substance.

What do you do?

As you make the call to your colleague at the SCP Foundation, you explain the situation in detail, describing the mysterious mouth behind the wall and its attempts to dislodge the plunger. Your colleague listens intently, asking probing questions to gather as much information as possible.

After a brief conversation, your colleague advises you to proceed with caution and to refrain from engaging further with the anomaly. They assure you that a containment team will be dispatched immediately to assess the situation and take appropriate action.

As you hang up the phone, you can't shake the feeling of unease that lingers in the air. The mysterious mouth behind the wall continues to drool and moan softly, its intentions still unknown.

What do you do while you wait for the SCP Foundation containment team to arrive? Do you continue to monitor the anomaly, or do you leave the rest stop and wait for further instructions?

As you cautiously approach the hole, the mysterious mouth seems to react to your presence. It stops its writhing and drooling for a moment, as if considering your question. Then, it lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, and the tongue slowly extends towards you.

The tongue hovers just inches away from your face, its tip glistening with saliva. It wiggles enticingly, almost as if it's teasing you. But despite your question, the mouth remains silent, offering no verbal response.

Instead, it seems to communicate through subtle movements and gestures, inviting you to engage with it further. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation, and you can't help but feel drawn to the mysterious entity behind the wall.

What do you do next? Do you try to communicate with the anomaly further, or do you maintain a cautious distance until the SCP Foundation containment team arrives?

The mouth behind the wall seems to pause for a moment, as if considering your offering. Then, the tongue cautiously extends further, reaching out to accept the sharpie from your hand.

With delicate movements, the tongue grasps the sharpie and pulls it through the hole, disappearing momentarily from view. After a few seconds, the tongue retracts, holding the sharpie between its slender tendrils.

To your surprise, you see that the mouth has used the sharpie to write a message on the wall beside the hole. In elegant cursive handwriting, it scrawls:

""Hungry for more than just ink...""

The message is cryptic, leaving you with more questions than answers. What does it mean? Is the anomaly trying to communicate its desires to you?

Before you can ponder further, you hear the distant sound of approaching footsteps. The SCP Foundation containment team has arrived, ready to assess and contain the anomaly.

What do you do? Do you wait for the containment team to take over, or do you attempt to communicate further with the mysterious entity behind the wall?

The SCP Foundation containment team nods in acknowledgment of your instructions and moves to set up a perimeter outside the rest stop, ensuring that no one else enters the area while you communicate with the anomaly.

As you turn your attention back to the mysterious mouth behind the wall, you wait expectantly for a response to your question. The atmosphere is tense, and you can feel the weight of the unknown pressing down on you.

After a moment of silence, the mouth begins to move once more, its tongue writhing and drooling as if in anticipation. Then, with deliberate slowness, it starts to form words, the soundless movement of its lips barely audible.

""I hunger for... life essence,"" the mouth communicates, its voice echoing in your mind with an otherworldly resonance. ""I crave the energy that sustains the living. Feed me, and I shall grant you pleasures beyond imagination.""

The message sends a shiver down your spine, and you can't help but feel a mixture of fascination and apprehension. What exactly is this anomaly, and what does it truly want?

How do you respond to its request? Do you attempt to negotiate with it, or do you proceed with caution and follow the SCP Foundation's protocols for containment?

The mouth behind the wall seems to consider your question for a moment, its tongue retracting slightly before slowly extending again.

""Kill you?"" it communicates, its voice echoing in your mind. ""No, I will not kill you. I merely seek sustenance, not destruction. Your life essence will nourish me, and in return, I shall grant you pleasures beyond mortal comprehension.""

The reassurance from the anomaly does little to ease your apprehension, but it does offer some insight into its intentions. It seems to view you as a potential source of sustenance, but it also hints at the possibility of mutual satisfaction.

How do you proceed? Do you continue to engage with the anomaly, or do you prioritize containment and follow the SCP Foundation's directives?

The mouth behind the wall responds to your touch with a subtle vibration, as if it's reacting to your proximity. Its tongue twitches slightly, almost as if in anticipation of your next move.

""I swear upon the depths of oblivion,"" the mouth communicates, its voice resonating in your mind. ""I shall not harm you. Your safety is assured in my presence. Feed me, and together we shall revel in ecstasy.""

The reassurance from the anomaly is accompanied by a palpable sense of desire, as if it's urging you to fulfill its hunger. The choice is yours: do you trust its promise of safety and proceed to feed it, or do you maintain caution and prioritize containment?