How did I get here-? [Purogen headcanons, SCP, other]

Precautions

*audio log 26*

Buckeye came back to see me today.

It's the 107th day, now.

He seemed very upset with me, I can understand why.

He did have the prototype on, however.

He did seem to like it, at least.

Nobody enters my room unless they are in full hazmat gear.

I don't get headpats anymore.

I am starting to become quite bored.

They seem to be tracking my online activity, as well.

I guess that I am being treated like the monster I am.

So I sit in the corner, a black lump of sadness.

I have honestly been thinking of leaving.

This place...

I don't know.

I feel as if I belong here.

But that doesn't mean I want to stay.

*audio cuts*