Interview-2792-3

Interviewed: SCP-2792, referenced as Sarah

Interviewer: Dr. Crot

Dr. Crot: Hello, Sarah. You ready to talk? We have some questions for you.

SCP-2792: Yeah… I'm ready.

Dr. Crot: Let's start from the beginning. Take your time with these. Do you know how much time passed since you were under Prometheus's care?

SCP-2792: Yes. I know I died on the 28th of March. Year 1960. It's been roughly 38 years.

Dr. Crot: Good, good. You're doing great. You said that you were directly handled by Dr. Alva. How much do you know about them?

SCP-2792: They aren't human. They made claims to be some kind of… immortal reality bender. I can confirm the immortal part, but nothing outside of that… One time, the sick fuck slit their throat just to freak me out.

Outside of that, no. They're apparently a medical doctor. One who Prometheus trusted enough to take care of me.

Dr. Crot: Besides Alva, were there others who hurt you? You said that they were an immortal? Do you think there are others like that?

SCP-2792: No, Alva was the only one. Prometheus wanted me in a coma for the entirety of my stay, but that's it… And I don't know how many people were like [Alva]. I saw what White did to them. She made them just disappear, just like that. So I think something is up with her too.

Dr. Crot: Was Alva interrogating you? And were you the only one being treated this way? Were you the only person under care?

SCP-2792: No, and as far as I know, no.

Dr. Crot: Do you think they know any sensitive information regarding the Foundation?

SCP-2792: White might. Alva, I doubt.

Dr. Crot: Any idea why you're in your current state?

SCP-2792: Not really. It looks like me, I suppose. It works sort of like a… possessable phylactery that I'm bound to. If I'm going to be honest, I feel more… comfortable like this? More so than when I was prior. I don't quite know how to describe it.

To be frank, I think this was just the easiest way for them to get me back.

Dr. Crot: Speaking of, why do you think Prometheus did this to you?

SCP-2792: I don't know. This isn't normally how they do things, is it? You'll have to ask the Administrator.

Dr. Crot: I know this will be hard for you, but what did Alva do to you exactly?… Take your time.

SCP-2792: They uh… They started out by putting me on this drug. I was completely paralyzed, but I felt every single thing they did. Once they figured I was awake, they knocked the wind out of me, ripped out my IV, and threw me across the room. My arm felt like they tore it off.

They fixed me up each time, but it only got worse. They even started recording everything for god knows why… They brought a baton with them one day, and thankfully, that was what got them caught.

Dr. Crot: Yeah, we saw. What do you think Alva was doing this for?

SCP-2792: I was thinking about the same thing. One day, they said they were doing all of this out of revenge, because they thought I was something named "Sari." They told me Sari punished them. For what, I don't know, but knowing what they're capable of, they probably deserved it.

Dr. Crot: That was all I had. Thank you Sarah, you did great. We'll let you know if we need anything else.

SCP-2792: Don't mention it. But I'm still not over Stuart. Why won't you tell me anything about him? Is he dead? I need to know. You owe me that.

Dr. Crot: Stuart… Stuart went through some changes. He died and was resurrected like you. He got classified as an SCP.

SCP-2792: Oh… oh… what happened?

Dr. Crot: He was created in Prometheus Labs, but something impersonated you while he was in there.

SCP-2792: Oh no… Couldn't you vouch for me?

Dr. Crot: We could, and would, but we just… don't know how yet. She hit him in a very emotional place, so we don't know how he'd react to learning about you.

SCP-2792: Just… just tell him. Tell him what I told you. Hell, give him my file. Please.

Dr. Crot: I'll… see if I can.

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