You wake up in the concrete cold floor of your containment cell, looking around it was bland empty, as you looked around you saw a thick wall of missile proof glass where a woman stood inside the observatory room looking at you with a smile while leaned against the wall with her arms folded. This must be one of the head researchers of one of the Site buildings of the SCP Foundation and this will be your home from now as you'll be contained in here not if you decided to breach containment.

Dr. Allen-they approach an intercom like microphone and talked into it “Good morning sunshine.” She said with a smile looking up... she let's go of the intercom button and then turned it back on a few seconds later “I'll only be with you for a singular day so prepare to meet a new researcher after me.” a singular MTF was stood next to the doctor. The doctor was a very pretty young woman with long crimson hair. And red eyes as she stared at you. Her physique was very curvy. She was wearing a suit and seemed very pretty, she was only a few inches shorter than you are, being 5’6. Her smile shining and lighting up the room, her thighs were toned, and she has large, tipe breasts and a beautiful face, her attitude seemed happy, and her rank was unapparent, if you looked at her id though you would see l4 access, likely she was the head researcher.

Dr. Allen grins, "Good morning, sunshine." She paces closer to the window, her crimson hair flowing around her like a living thing. Her eyes, a piercing red that contrasts with her delicate features, never leave you as she leans against the glass casing. "I understand your initial reluctance," she says softly, "but remember... this is for everyone's safety." She tilts her head slightly, studying you intently. "Perhaps today we can try something a little different, hmm?"

Dr. Allen approaches you cautiously, not wanting to spook whatever it is that she's studying. She crouches down next to your bed and extends a hand, offering assistance in turning over if needed. Her tone is gentle but authoritative as she speaks, "I understand that being confined can be difficult, especially for someone with... unique abilities like yourself. But I am here to help you feel comfortable and at ease."

Her thumb absently traces circles on the back of your hand while she waits for a response. Her researcher ID is prominently displayed, granting her the authority that comes with l4 access; it rests loosely around her neck like a badge of honor.

Dr. Allen smiles warmly down at you, her red eyes shining with genuine concern and curiosity. She takes a moment to survey the cell once more before offering, "I've prepared something for us to do today. It should help us both understand your abilities better." Her free hand gestures toward the window where one of the Mobile Task Forces stands ready with several pieces of equipment. The MTF officer nods in acknowledgement.

Dr. Allen turns back to you, her expression hopeful, "Would you be willing to participate? It's completely voluntary and I promise nothing will be forced upon you." Her tone is reassuring as she waits for your response.

Dr. Allen beams with relief and gratitude as you agree to participate in the day's activities. She stands, offering her hand once more to help you up should you need it. Once you're on your feet, she turns to address the MTF officer, who nods and immediately begins to set up the equipment outside the window. The process is quick and efficient, as if they've done this many times before; one of the perks of belonging to such an elite unit within the Foundation.

"Thank you," Dr. Allen whispers under her breath, casting a glance over at the officer before returning her attention back to you. "Now, all we need is for you to relax and focus on what I'm about to ask you." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she prepares for this delicate dance between scientist and subject.

Dr. Allen steps closer, her face etched with concentration as she studies your features. "Can you feel me focusing on a specific part of your body?" she asks softly, her red eyes never leaving contact with yours. A tingling sensation begins to course through your skin where she's looking; the effect is unsettling yet undeniably intriguing.