The Monster’s Room - Chapter 8 - Case ③: Marionette Troupe Leader

Marie had noticed that whenever she twisted her ankle, the jelly eraser would immediately wrap its tendrils around it, seemingly to alleviate the pain.

It was as if it was taking care of her.

“…..”

Though Marie tried not to interpret it as a gesture of goodwill. The creature likely maintained her condition to continue receiving bodily fluids rather than out of any genuine concern.

“…Thank you.”

Despite her attempts to remain objective, Marie found herself expressing gratitude. It was a strange, almost foolish thing to do, thanking a creature that wasn’t even human. Still, she acknowledged the help it provided.

With a bitter smile, Marie prepared for her daily task. She spread her legs and allowed the tendrils, now with lips, to greedily lick her. Leaving her discarded clothing behind, she stumbled toward the bathtub, her body swaying with pleasure.

Interestingly, the jelly eraser seemed to prefer her entering the tub on her own rather than dragging her in.

Sploosh!

Marie reclined in the tub as if she was truly bathing. Dozens of tendrils, each adorned with lips, tongues, or other forms, ascended to the ceiling before curling down toward her.

While an ordinary person might have screamed in horror at the sight, to Marie, it was merely the prelude to the intense pleasure that awaited her.

“Haa…”

The white, smooth legs draped over the rim.

The lights above illuminated her moist flesh

The tendrils, now e***t like cobras, plunged into the tub.

The rapturous sounds that followed lasted for around three hours.

* * *

Amelia: Should we proceed with assigning D-1705 to the next task?

Connor: It was already decided.

Amelia: What if D-1705 gets seriously injured or dies?

Brooks: Oh, such a considerate Amelia 🙂

Amelia: She’s a resource that shouldn’t be wasted…!

Brooks: I’ll cancel it.

Brooks: You’re truly a remarkable mad scientist.

Connor: I just reviewed the report. It’s indeed astonishing.

Connor: It seems the SCP is responding to her.

Amelia: Yes!

Connor: In that case, shouldn’t we conduct more experiments?

Amelia: And if something goes wrong?

Connor: Since you’ve only been with the team for a short time, you might not fully grasp the environment here…

Connor: Amelia.

Connor: The misfortune of the test subjects is their own responsibility.

Connor: It’s not ours.

Brooks: You’re quite the mad scientist yourself 🙂

Amelia: Shut up, Brooks.

Brooks: 🙁

Connor: But why are you so concerned? D-1705 does seem special, but there’s not much info beyond the fact that a senior brought her in, so I’m curious.

Amelia: Our team does have a bit of a secretive nature. Should I brief you?

Connor: That would be great.

Brooks: Sorry to interrupt, but…

Brooks: We need to start deleting records soon.

Connor: ?

Brooks: Newcomers might not know, but the unidentified corpse sometimes break through the records.

Brooks: If caught, you could end up as a test subject yourself 🙂

Connor: Oh my.

Amelia: Is the senior here?

Amelia: Hurry up and delete them! I’m heading out first! See you, Connor!

Connor: I’ll be leaving too.

Brooks: Deleting them now 😛

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Case 3: Marionette Troupe Leader

Having been on duty for six days, Marie, who had become accustomed to the cotton doll and jelly eraser, received a new assignment.

[Marionette Troupe Leader]
Serial Number: SCP-▉▉▉3
Class: Euclid

It was time to manage the third room’s SCP. Unlike the transparent jelly eraser and the fluffy cotton doll, which Marie had to visit daily like a routine quest, the Marionette Troupe Leader needed attention only once a week.

Marie looked at the ticket provided by the Foundation. The stiff-textured admission pass had the following details:

Astonishing, Delightful, Chilling Marionette Show!
Every Friday Night!
Admission Limit: 3 Persons
*Those without a ticket will be forcibly removed

She should not be fooled by the seemingly normal content. This SCP also had the Euclid class, similar to the transparent jelly eraser, and according to the tablet, it wasn’t just any ordinary lunatic.

Special Containment Procedures:
Lease space to SCP-▉▉▉3 and receive three admission tickets in exchange. Each Friday, at least one person must hold a ticket and attend the show. They must clap at the end.

If not, the show will start again.

Warning: Do not enter without a ticket.
Warning: Do not enter with more than three people.
Warning: Do not antagonize the characters.
Warning: Do not attract the Troupe Leader’s attention.
Warning: …

The Marionette Troupe Leader’s information was filled with warnings.

It seemed that the anomalous nature had decreased to the point where a downgrade in classification might be justified. But according to the description, there were many opinions suggesting that the classification should actually be raised.

The problem was that the evidence for raising the classification was compiled externally.

Since Marie had only been granted partial access to information limited to the F-49 sector, she couldn’t view this external data.

“John Doe…!”

All she could do was call out the name of a B-class researcher.

* * *

As soon as the fourth room’s door opened, jazz melodies began to leak out. The long, strong notes of the trumpet and the rhythmic thump of the double bass were lively and uplifting.

<Welcome!>

Marie was startled by the sudden voice. It wasn’t the usual stern female voice that usually urged her on, nor was it coming from the broadcast speaker.