Dr. McFarland enters the innermost chamber of the cave. SCP-6453 does not acknowledge the doctor’s presence. Instead, it sits on a clump of excrement in front of a pile of waste molded into the shape of a desk and a computer. The entity haphazardly “clicks” a mouse made of its waste.

Dr. McFarland: Hey, how are you doing?

SCP-6453 collapses forward, breaking through the waste structures and falling to the floor. It groans.