Allan was looking at the D-class girl confronting him, "It's not just me, it's D-class like you and many other SCPs who are taken from their lives. Some of which are like me who are affected by something out of their control. We are from then on considered 'dangerous' and a 'hazard.' Then people like him decide to forcefully capture us."

Andrew slowly raised a pistol pointing at SCP-666's head. "You think you're the only one who's lost? My father was killed by monsters like you. That's why I capture them, that's why I help contain them." His voice had gotten more depressed and serious as he remembered what happened to his father. He and the SCP were now staring at each other, neither wavering.