{Secure} A SCP Book

[Oneshot| SCP-096]

"In your eyes"

Many people had believed that the eyes are the window to the soul, well, is it not? The eyes, that one sense that had given someone of sight, the ability of being able to see the things around a person -but not the things beyond it-. However, eyes are also used for other purposes, most people used their eyes to judge someone by their mere appearance or the status of their lives without bothering to know who they truly are within, humans base nearly everything by sight, with that being said, they judge and possibly hurt something they see as unpleasant.

Which is why, among each of the five senses, sight is something he could not bare with, the judging stare given to him as they see his face, even the slightest glance on a picture of his face would send him into his rage state, it was something he learned to dislike as long as he is still alive, sight, he hated it, he didn't like those judging eyes piercing into his nonexistent soul, the eyes that reflects nothing more but judgement, to make it more of a disgrace, the humans, those apes, they are the weakest of them all and yet. Here they are, judging those who are unlike them, those who they see different from the usual format they follow.

That maybe the reason why he made an unspoken oath to himself, to get rid of those who dare stare into his face, to cease the human's judging stares, to cease the sudden anxiety looming over his shoulders, weighting him with tension.

However, as he stares into yours, he felt different, he doesn't have any feeling of rage swarming in his chest, the urge of ending your life privileges seems to leave him suddenly—like a bubble that seems to float about but in a blink of an eye, suddenly popping out of existence—he was sure that you were staring at him, well not directly at him, but you were surely staring down on the paper shove into your hands before you were pushed inside its chamber, the paper that contains a photo of his face and yet you seem to appear as if you could not see anything on the paper you held delicately within your fingers, it confuses him, how? How in the world are you doing so, he had looked up from his usual sitting position in the corner just to get a good look at you.

You simply look down on the paper on your hand, expression unreadable since he could not see it, your hair covering your face as you kept your vision down, a messy orange jumpsuit seems to hug your petite figure. Your messy elegance somewhat intrigued the pale anomaly as he stood up from the cold ground, creating small shuffle as you immediately look around to find where the sound is coming from, well you try to look around at least. The anomaly immediately froze in fear as you whip your head in order to find the source of small ruckus, however, you seem to pass by him like he wasn't there, was it the lights? It's not that dark, sure the cell is dimly lit however, his pale skin seems to glow under the artificial light, so seeing him is quite obvious.

As you look up though, he was given a chance to study your features, your lips curve down, not in an upset way, the frown on your face does not resemble any negative emotions whatsoever, your eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly as if curiosity flashes your features, however, something else caught his attention, looking at it now somehow made his heart stop, catching him breathless as he continues to stare into those beautiful beads of yours. Seemingly catching him in an odd trance. Your eyes, the milky colored orbs seems to dance and twinkle with every flash of emotions as the artificial light build above reflected them, seemingly like the leaves and petals of the plants reflecting the Moon's silvery beams after the rain has ceased it's downpour and the clouds rolled away to show the beauty of the starry night sky.

It was a beautiful sight, he wanted to see more of it, he needed to see more of it, as if having no control over his entire legs, he began to slowly walks towards you,  slowly but surely, he is going to get a good look into those eyes, he made sure of it. Each step creating within the chambers, however, you pay no mind to it, you can hear it approaching you, you know it's nearing it, yet you don't budge as you stood still, in the last minute, you face the sudden stranger who dare approach you without muttering a word. That sudden action ,once again, caught him off guard as he stood still, towering you, him being taller than you and all, he tilts his head. You can feel it, whoever was in front of you seems to stop in their tracks and just stood still in front of you.