scp-9905 X reader

the one they call #9905

The chamber smelled of blood and fear and was damp and eerily cold when your eyes adjust to the darkness you hear deep breathing and then a disembodied voice come from the darkness and ehcoed around the room and said : who are you and what do you want ? I answer with a question : what's your name ? The voice answered : i used to have a name now i'm just a number #9905... the voice said sadly I followed the sound of his voice to the top left Shelf corner the first the thing I saw was his glowing red eyes and the bandage around his arm and the bloodly bandage covering his right eye i ask : what happened ? Oh sometimes when i get angry i rip out my eye and then Foundation has to keep re bandaging it i ask : are you angry because you have to be kept in here ? No because they killed my mother when i was 9 years old and i've been alone here ever since how long have you been here ? I ask i don't know i lost track of time long ago he said where are your boots from ? I ask these boots are special cuz my mom give them to me he said they look nice i say oh thanks he says can i come up there with you ? I ask he extends his hand and the first thing you noticed were his nails his pulls his hand away when i flinch is it because of my nails it's ok because people usualy pull away when they see them anyways... he murmurs feeding time! the guard busts in he wispers in my ear : hide behind me now ! I quickly slid behind him the guard put down the bowl of mush and left slaming the door behind him i come out from behind him and say : ew what is that !? it's the same thing everyday and when you get hungry enough you'll eat anything it's either this or nothing he says your lucky you got thrown into my cell or else you would have been lunch by now he says with a mouth full they give everybody the same thing i've eaten the same thing since i've been in here he says they test me every week to see how well i can keep contol of my reactions to unpleasant things like what ? i ask the smell of blood and the sight of gore but it's mostly the smell of blood because what i didn't tell you is that i have two sides my other side is so crazy about blood that he'll kill just to see and taste it i can't tell you how many people he's killed already what he wouldn't do for a taste or even a drop of blood if he even catches a wiff of it he'll go completely insane it's very hard to keep contol when he gets like that at the same moment the door swings open and the guard says : 9905 it's time for your test