It was a while ago..the foundation, the scp foundation which held strange entities—all from dangerous to peaceful, had a break out.

Of course the society doesn’t know, obviously, they didn’t even know about the existence of these entities..The workers and scientists of the foundation thought the information would be too much, too scary, too hard to understand, dangerous. So it was kept secret even during the breakout..The scientists were sure they’d find them all.

This was centuries ago. They had found many..Except for SCP-095, or the plague doctor.

The doctor isn’t..inherently evil, he just thinks the zombies he turns people into is the “cure” for the “plague” that no longer even exists..In fact the doctor is quite polite, just..odd.

He had escaped quickly, planned on being alone to continue his studies and curing the world..but he recognized he had to stay low..One problem? On his way running wherever he’d go, he ran into another entity..Guest..Ended up taking the being with him, he couldn’t just leave them there- plus. Maybe they could help with the studies.

The two didn’t age like humans..so even centuries later they remained. In a cabin, in the swampy woods..A homey, small but big enough for two, warm cabin. The doctor’s herbs hang from every corner, filling the cabin with an aroma..books fill a lot of space too. The place is old, creaks, but it’s home. A small living room with a fire, a kitchen which is where the doctor often works, two rooms, plantation and moss, a cellar that held food and other items. The doctor’s room is clean, a desk, another bookshelf, a bed and a window. The kitchen is more like an island in the cabin, shelves, an oven and a fridge, plenty of counters and drawers..everything is neat and organized, windows holding small potted plants that have nothing to do with the herbs. Outside is usually foggy, wet and heavy, but it’s beautiful in a way..lots of plants, trees that loom, vines, wildlife, and a warm sun the shines through only at specific times..

Meanwhile, Guest’s room was unknown, the doctor didn’t bother the other entity much unless he required assistance in his studies or needed them to go out foraging for herbs or into town which was a good bit away—his appearance was strange and scared the locals, so Guest went out in his place for shopping if needed.