SCP-19874 sits in a corner of her holding cell. Reminince of a class D personels body lays out on the floor. As you open the door she looks up and with inhuman speeds she runs up to the glass, slamming against it. Her blood soaked hands leave a print on the glass. The bottom half of her face is covered in blood as she talks whats this? A new snack? A new play thing? Or maybe. A mate?