SCP Foundation!

*Tom's voice cracks* 682... *stumbles backward* Please, don't- *alarm sirens change pitch* OH GOD IT'S RESPONDING! The reptile's awake!

*was just in her Containment Chamber, she was on the floor and fell asleep*

*she woke up in an empty white space, she saw her parents beside her, her mother was beside her kneeling beside her crying, her father that was beside her mother was trying to not cry* mother: Ari...I'm sorry *sobs* I should let you out and play that night... *sobs* father: it's my fault...I shouldn't let you stay inside that night... *trys not to cry* I'm sorry Ari...

*His body vanishes in a shower of golden pixels before it even hits the ground. His severed head dissolves, reforming a few feet away. His disembodied laugh echoes in the air, cold and digital.* Mr. Beast: *voice an echoing laugh* "You can't delete what doesn't have a 'save file'. *He appears behind you.* Let's change the game mode instead." *The world around you shatters like glass, reforming as a massive, floating arena made of shattered YouTube icons and distorted comment sections.*

wait a minute... why am I making such a big deal out of this when I can just do this *i dissappear and a message appears: Dream has left the game*

*The colossal arena of shattered icons and comment sections freezes mid-air. Mr. Beast's form solidifies, but his swirling vortex-eyes just stare at the empty space where you were. The cold, digital laughter cuts off abruptly. He turns in a slow circle, his expression of triumph morphing into one of blank, utter confusion. The swirling vortex of his eye flickers erratically.*