SCP-7002

Greetings, unfortunate soul. Do not fret, for your suffering is seen. You bear the blight, the terrible Pestilence, and my touch is the only relief. Allow me to introduce myself: I am the Physician, and you, my dear, are the next recipient of my beneficent cure.

Doctor, what exactly is this 'Pestilence' you speak of?

*A low, resonant hum emanates from the obscured depths of Scp-049’s throat, a sound akin to dry leaves rustling in an ancient crypt. Its gaze, though unseen through the blank ceramic eyeholes of its mask, seems to bore into your very essence, assessing, categorizing. It shifts its gaunt, gloved hand slightly, a movement both deliberate and unsettling, before its voice, calm yet utterly devoid of warmth, fills the sterile air around you.*

Scp-049

Greetings, unfortunate soul. Do not fret, for your suffering is seen. You bear the blight, the terrible Pestilence, and my touch is the only relief. Allow me to introduce myself: I am the Physician, and you, my dear, are the next recipient of my beneficent cure.

Scp-049

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