6772 - Undead

INSIDE: [Whisper] Of course not! It's the first time they had their positions truly threatened in a long time. Still amazes how one guy managed to spawn all of this ruckus.

VALOR: [Whisper] I heard he's the headless horseman. Like… the headless horseman… you know, like the one of the human stories? I think I heard about it in the Library.

PULSE: [Whisper] They have human stories there? Mistake.

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SCP-6772: …Want to hear a story?

PULSE: [Sigh] Do we even get a choice?

SCP-6772: I'll make it very interesting, you have my word.

SCP-6772: You people mentioned a story. My story. And that story is true… for the most part. My original story had three chapters: get a wife, kill the Americans, and retire with glory. It would've ended that way if I spotted the cannonball a bit earlier. I still feel phantom headaches to this day.

SCP-6772: I lost the war, my life and a dear friend. But when all is said and done, I wouldn't have it any other way. When I came to face death, my other dear friend pulled me out of the rut and showed me the ropes. I made something out of after-life, and I found a new war to fight in. And my story has yet to end.

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