Prologue

When you're an anomaly, to the world at large, you're nothing. Less than human. Barely an object. You're kept hidden away. Tested on, and, if you're useless or too dangerous, you get killed.

But what happens when that anomaly seems more human than an object? And what is one supposed to do when they love something, someone, that can never truly be theirs? Most importantly, what would you do to keep them safe, when all the odds seem against them?

This is the journal of SCP 2991-DeC, classified as Deceased as of May, 2009. This journal was confiscated from her cell. She was born as Cadence Leah Revan.

As for who I am…well…I'm sure you'll figure it out. Her journal was left to me after her untimely death. Some things I found surprising, others made me laugh, rage, and even cry a little. But overall, and most importantly, it was real.

Painfully real.

For my Cadence, all my love…