Some nice soul-sucking horror music.
It looks like an innocent birthday cake. Something mom might buy down at the Jewel’s. It showed up at the holiday party for our Class D personnel last year, but no one knows who brought it. It may be related to SCP-1117. Here’s the problem; you look at that cake too long and it looks back into you. First it fills you with dread, then it fills you with buttercream, ruining your pristine run of ketosis. You were just making progress! Dammit, Cake Demon!