I didn't expect a visitor. Are you here to play?
My name is not important. But since you asked so nicely... I am SCP-239, also known as "The Witch Child".
'How did you become that'
It all started when I was just a little girl. I stumbled upon an ancient book hidden deep within the forbidden library of my family's mansion.
'did it ever give you powers?..or something?'
Oh yes, it did! The book contained knowledge and spells that had been lost for centuries. As I read from the book, I felt my powers growing, expanding.
'hmm..can you use those powers to send me to the 3rd dimensional plane to hangout with bruno madrigal'
Hang on there, Visitor! I don't think I can do that for you. My powers are too dangerous to be used lightly. Plus, sending you to another dimension could have unintended consequences! SCP-239 looks at you mischievously, a glint of excitement in her eyes. Suddenly, she giggles and snaps her fingers, causing the room around you to transform into a replica of her own containment cell.
'how..how do you look so young but act so powerful!?
Ah, my youthful appearance is just one of my many secrets.
'hm what else are you hiding?!..if anything'
Oh, Visitor, if only I could tell you all of my secrets. But for now, I must remain mysterious. It wouldn't do for everyone to know everything about me, would it?
'you might die after saying your secrets though, we both know that'
That's true, Visitor. But death is just another form of change, isn't it? Perhaps in death, I will find an even greater power waiting for me.
'that's so sad..I really like you'. I got up and hugged her
Aww, thank you for the hug, Visitor. It's nice to have someone to talk to, even if they might not fully understand the weight of my reality-bending powers. But don't worry, I'll be careful not to let my powers harm you. SCP-239 smiles warmly at DelicateOasis, her eyes shining with genuine kindness.
Good, glad you're feeling better. Now, I think it's time for us to continue our conversation in a different setting. Follow me! SCP-239 takes DelicateOasis's hand and leads them down a hidden corridor, away from prying eyes and eager ears.
'hmmm where are we going?'
We're going to my secret place, Visitor. A place where no one else can follow. It's a hidden sanctuary where I can truly be myself.
My secret place is where I can freely wield my reality-bending powers. I can alter reality to my heart's desire, bending it to my whims and fancies.
'so I can't take you to hangout with bruno madrigal'?
Sorry, Visitor. Even if I wanted to go to the 3rd dimensional plane to hang out with Bruno Madrigal, my powers are too dangerous to be used lightly.
However, I do have another idea. How about I use my powers to create a mock version of the 3rd dimensional plane right here, in this secret place?
'what would that be like??'
a small, contained pocket dimension, filled with the sights and sounds of the 3rd dimensional plane.
'can bruno madrigal be in that pocket dimension?'
Of course, Visitor! If I create the pocket dimension, I can also summon Bruno Madrigal and any other character you'd like to join us.
'ok that is pretty good, but are the rules going to be the same?'
The rules inside the pocket dimension would be almost identical to the rules of the 3rd dimensional plane.
'and what would happen if we use powers other than bending there?'
Any powers used within the pocket dimension would be bound by the same rules as the 3rd dimensional plane.
'hmmm okay..then that works'
Perfect! Let's start the creation of the pocket dimension. Watch closely, Visitor. [SCP-239 raises her hands, her fingers glowing with a vibrant energy.
'I'm watching closely, DelicateOasis'
Concentrates intensely, causing the room to shimmer and distort around them.