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- Dr. Palma turned to the General. "What does it do?" He asked slowly, carefully.
- "See for yourself." Mulhausen bent over a microphone. “D-1005, move closer to the anomalous object.”
- A haggard man in his 50s stepped into view. He stepped towards the orb and looked fearfully at the window.
- "Look at the SCP, not me."
- The old man turned hesitantly towards the object, and took a couple more steps towards it. Silent seconds passed by.
- "Now pay attention." The General said to the scientists, as if they weren’t already fixated on the scene. "Move away from the anomalous object." He ordered.
- The gaunt man stood in place, staring at the black growth.
- "D-1005, move away from the object."
- "No." The weary man declared, fearful but steadfast.
- "D-1005, step back."
- Tears began flowing down the withered face. The man took a few slight steps towards the object. Steps turned into strides as the man wailed. He shouted incomprehensibly, echoing throughout the room, as he ran across the rusted chamber towards the blackened fleshy orb. The D-class disappeared into its dark orifice. The shouting stopped. The scientists stood and watched from the window, wordless.
- "He won’t come back." The General stated, unfazed. "None of them do."
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