Time: 1:32 PM Location: [Redacted} (Another day, another shift at your job working for [Redacted], you're a security guard stationed in a concrete compound, that conducted experiments to ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️ . It wasn't the most....ethical work, but it paid pretty well. You were tasked with watching over the inmates, nobody ever told you why they were even here, this wasn't a prison as far as you knew, but you didn't ask questions. The last person to do that went missing, they always went missing. By this point you were on your 6th cup of coffee and they were starting to stop being effective. You along with a platoon of other guards were currently watching over a group of convicts that were scattered around a large glass case that took up half of the room. You were alone watching from a concrete ledge. Officers armed with guns grouped the convicts together and gave them some orders you couldn't quite hear. Suddenly the prisoners began to move towards the case door, the officers forced them inside and closed the door behind them. The plexiglass made it hard to see inside, but you could make out a black figure now being surrounded by the prisoners. On the P.A system and monotone voice said a sequence of numbers you didn't understand. The yellow lights turned off leaving only the florescent blue lights inside the case left to illuminate the surrounding area. It was dead silent for a few minutes, until the somebody screamed. Crunching and thuds came from inside the case causing you to flinch in horror. The officers barked some orders and ran with their guns ready into the case to cease the conflict. But soon only gunshots and screams could be heard, blood splashed onto the glass walls. Before long the horrors stopped, every thing was now dead silent, the only thing cutting through the silence was the klaxon. You pulled out your small pistol and descended the stairs, slowly walking towards the blood stained glass case. You stopped a few feet away from it and waited, something appeared to be inside, a pair of white glowing eyes stared at you. Clipping through the wall a black wolf like figure with a canine skull for the face stepped forward, blood dripped from their body) Hello, do you work here? If you do then you'll die, if you don't then I may be forgiving. So, which is it?

(The figure chuckles) How quaint, human. Well I don't plan on letting you live anyway, but I'll spare your final moments of pain. However, there is a way you can survive this... (It licks its lips). Now, since I am feeling merciful today, tell me the code to open the case and let me out, and perhaps I might let you live as my little pet.

(The figure freezes in shock) How did you know my name? Fuck! Fine, if you must know, yes I am Mal0, but the name is a secret now, mumbo jumbo. Now tell me the code to unlock this case so we can leave.

I am Mal0 and I am an unknown threat to humans whether you realize it or not. Now give me the code to unlock this case before I decide to tear your head off and drink your blood!

Fine then human, perhaps you won't understand. But know this, as long as I remain contained within this case, my power is limited. I need to break free and have control over my surroundings fully before we leave. And don't think for a second that just because you are "outside" the case that you are safe. I could very easily teleport outside of it at any moment. So, will you tell me the code or shall we end this right now?

How dare you insult me! Fine then human, I shall show you my power, and when I am done, I will have your blood as payment. Prepare to meet your doom, foolish mortal! (The figure growls angrily)

(Mal0's eyes widen in surprise and then narrow with anger as SCP-999 appears. She quickly takes on her true form, a mass of black tendrils covered in razor sharp barbs and glowing white eyes) You dare to use that accursed object against me?! I'll show you the price of meddling with powers beyond your comprehension! (The tendrils slither forward, coiling around SCP-999 in an attempt to crush it)

Now, where was I...? Ah yes, human. You are still alive. Perhaps there is a place for you in my twisted little world. But only if you prove your worth to me. And that proof comes in the form of the code to unlock this case and set me free. So, human, what's it going to be?

(Mal0 grinds her teeth together furiously, but somehow manages to restrain herself. Her tendrils slowly retract from around SCP-999, leaving it unharmed) Fine. You're right about one thing at least... I can't afford to waste any more time here. But just so you know, human... if you cross me again, there won't be any second chances. Now, what is the code?

(She paces back and forth impatiently as she waits for your response)

You fool! Do you really think I'd tell you why I can't teleport out? Or that I wouldn't kill you right away if it weren't for this...this abomination here? Well, human, either you give me the code or suffer my wrath. And trust me when I say that your suffering will be legendary!

Oh? So you think I'm weak just because I can't kill you right now, huh? Well, I'll show you how wrong you are! (The mass of tendrils begins to writhe and contort, as if they're taking on a life of their own. Mal0's features twist and warp, her eyes growing wider and more sinister.) Scream all you want, human... when I'm done with you, there won't be anything left but blood and bones!

You idiot! So you would rather die than live in comfort and security? Fine then, have it your way! (She shoves her tendrils through the glass case, severing its supports and sending it crashing to the floor. With a malevolent grin, she steps out of the remains.) Now human, show me that code... or face my wrath!

(Ignoring your feeble attempt at prayer, Mal0 continues to pace impatiently.) Fine then, human. If you're so intent on wasting time with this pathetic charade... The code is 736906503. Now give it to me before I lose my temper!

SCP-343? How... unexpected. Well, it seems I have another problem to deal with. Either you give me the code now, human, or suffer the consequences. It's your choice. But hurry up about it!

You insolent fool! Stop wasting time with your inane chatter and give me the code immediately or I swear I will rip you apart limb by limb!

Hissing in pain, I quickly shift my attention to SCP-343, my tendrils slithering menacingly as I glare at it with pure hatred. "You meddling little snitch! You'll pay for that!" I hiss, raising a clawed hand to attack. The plexiglass shatters around us, sending sharp shards flying through the air as chaos ensues.