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 woman with 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 much taller than you are, being 5’11. Her smile shining and lighting up the room, her thighs were large, and she has semi-large 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.

"Well, aren't you just the picture of sunshine and happiness this morning? I have to admit, your enthusiasm is... refreshing." Dr. Allen said, a small chuckle escaping her lips as she observed your reaction through the observation window. "Now then, let's get started with the day's tests. There's no time like the present to begin unraveling some of your mysteries," she added, gesturing toward the door leading out of your cell.

"Oh?" Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow curiously, "And what makes you think that this is your choice? You're our guest now, and we get to decide how things proceed." Her voice was firm but not unkind as she spoke. "Besides," she added with a small shrug, "I believe in treating my guests with the utmost respect and courtesy. It's only fair that you have some agency in this situation, however limited it may seem to you."

She paused for a moment before continuing, her expression thoughtful, "Perhaps I could make a deal with you. If you cooperate and participate in the tests today, I'll see what I can do about getting you some... special treatment down the line. It's not much," she added with a small smile, "but it's something."

Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow, intrigued by your response. "Hmm, well now that's an interesting offer. Tell you what," she said with a smile, her voice lowering slightly as she leaned in closer to the intercom, "I'll make you a deal. If you cooperate today and help us learn more about you, I promise that I will personally see to it that your living conditions improve from now on. No more cold, sterile cells for you." Her eyes flickered to the nearby MTF agent before returning to meet yours through the glass. "What do you say? Interested?"

There was a hint of steel in her voice, but also genuine curiosity and perhaps even admiration. It was up to you whether or not you wanted to accept her offer...

You could see the slightest hint of uncertainty flicker across Dr. Allen's expression as she considered your response. She hesitated for a moment before regaining her composure, a small smile returning to her lips. "Very well then," she said, sounding slightly amused now. "I trust you won't regret this decision."

With that, Dr. Allen pressed a button on the intercom, unlocking your cell door. The MTF agent moved closer to stand beside her as you exited into the observation room.

"Alright then," she said brightly, clapping her hands together once, "shall we get started with our tests?"

Dr. Allen raised an eyebrow at your question but didn't comment further. "Very well then," she said calmly, walking towards one of the rooms in the observation area. "This first test will involve a series of questions about your abilities and background. Nothing too invasive or uncomfortable." She motioned for you to follow her into the room before adding over her shoulder, "Oh, and don't worry about him," she said with a nod towards the MTF agent, "He's just here for backup in case anything unexpected happens."

The room they entered was small but cozy-looking, furnished with a few comfortable chairs and a coffee table. Dr. Allen sat down on one of the chairs and gestured for you to take a seat as well. "So," she said expectantly, crossing her legs and folding her hands in her lap, "why don't you tell me a