The Lost Hope

This all started when Dr. Inniki was testing a Class-D in SCP-096 s chamber. 2 hours ago, Me and Dr. Inniki was chatting together about Dr. Ignacio's incidents in the past where SCP-173 escaped and snapped 11 scientists and guard's necks, and Dr. George having asphxiation in a closet where it locked by it's own and he almost died. Suddenly, my cup was thrown to Dr. Inniki by an unseen force in which the following conversation happened after the cup was thrown. We were by the cafeteria, and it was only us.

"Haha, stop it Frank!" Dr. Inniki exclaimed.

"Wait, who's Frank?" I, Dr. Jared asked. "Is he an entity or just a plain ghost of your local cemetery?"

"Oh, he's my imaginary friend since I was an adolescent. I met him by Laddowes Cemetery where he told me his Mom abused him badly that she accidently sliced his wrist and died of blood loss."

"Stop acting so childish right now, he is just a normal entity ri-."

I got punched in the back by that damn entity and I got claw marks on my wrist.

"Ok, ok, I see now. I'm sorry Frank. As I laugh incoherently and then I stop few seconds."

"See? I told you about Frank being extremely hostile when he is being mocked by several abusers."

"What? No, I'm not an abuser, I'm just some man who just small-talk people and entities alike…"

"Well, stop it dammit, I can see it through your brain that you want to continue bullying him. Let's just go, Frank."

Dr. Inniki leaves and Frank conherently punches me 2 times in the face before leaving. Guess I was wrong all along.