DoctorJaesh

Even before I got turned into a nightstand, I was having a weird day. I walked into the immense chamber avoiding eye contact with my fellow prisoners. As I tired to analyse the room my eyes were immediately directed to the object I was told about by the guards, a bulbus ball of flesh. The smell slithered into my nose, awful, made me puke a little actually, I focused my eyes on the guard in the room with us. He seemed completely unphased by the smell, I looked at the others, blank stare, a look on their face like this was nothing surprising. Well I guess that gives me an idea of what to expect in the program I was enrolled into, it might be the death of me.

I looked at the ball then the floor in front of it. In big yellow letters the floor read "SCP-002"