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SCP-5478	euclid	NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION SCIENCE DIVISION The following file contains information related to the Markhaven monitoring project and as such is limited to Foundation personnel with Marduke level clearance. Isolate. Stabilize. Communicate. Item#: 5478 Level3 Secondary Class: dunwich Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: warning link to memo Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-42 Theron Sherman Arnold Bergen Nexus Control Team Gamma-2 ("Americana Division") The clock tower atop St. Ronald's Church, the main landmark within the community. Markhaven, Indiana Dunwich Class Nexus Settled ~1954 Incorporated 1976 Foundation Discovery 1977 Threat Level Medium Government Autocratic Dictatorship Military Markhaven Defence Force "Boys in Blue" Mayor Michael Ramis Area Approximately 1,300 Km2 Residents Approximately 2,500 Affiliated Groups of Interest GoI-627 ("The Factory") Demonym Markhavener Languages English (Other languages prohibited by law) Currencies Ronnie Special Containment Procedures: A subterranean outpost has been established 20 km away from SCP-5478's southmost corner. It is manned by two field agents, three D-Class personnel, and three Senior Researchers (Nexus Control Team Gamma-2). Water samples from the soil around SCP-5478's outskirts are to be collected bi-monthly. Intercepted broadcasts are to be scanned for psychotropic hazards, filtered, and then relayed back to Site-42 for study. Two Foundation Senior Researchers (Drs. Juliette Lewis and Clark Hamilton) have been installed within SCP-5478, disguised as new residents. They have been trained in standard espionage procedures; observations are to be sent in an enveloped letter between the bars of the fence around SCP-5478 whenever possible. They currently reside in Provisional Site-145, officially known as 257 Eagleton Street. Description: SCP-5478 is the gated commune of Markhaven, an isolated community in central Indiana. SCP-5478 is approximately 1,300 km2 in size, with an estimated population of 2, 500 people. The interior of SCP-5478 predominantly consists of identical housing units around a fountain in the town's center, with several shops and offices surrounding the outskirts. From the fountain is a short path to St. Ronald's Church, the largest structure within SCP-5478. Architectural styles within SCP-5478 are drawn from colonial and 1950's styled suburbia, making extensive use of white picket fences, pastel colors, stucco, and wraparound porches. SCP-5478 is kept abnormally clean and sterile by a group of janitorial workers, transferred from the community's prison complex. An invisible force extends upwards around the fence, repelling all living organic entities from touching or damaging the fence; however, objects and people within SCP-5478 are capable of limited contact and outward movement. Looking into SCP-5478 from an outside aerial view makes all inhabitants within completely imperceptible; this is believed to be an extension of the fence's anomalous properties. SCP-5478-1, officially known as "The Markhaven Defence Force" (colloquially referred to as the "Boys in Blue"), are the law enforcement agency of SCP-5478, and are a common sight within. Random inspections and building searches are regarded as an everyday part of life in order to "rid" the community of suspected communists and undesirable community members. SCP-5478-1 are commonly seen patrolling streets in extensively modified Triumph TR7s, and are commonly equipped with military-grade weaponry. Inspection of these automobiles have revealed each has a stamp on its underside reading "The Factory." Members are armed with similarly branded weaponry purposefully constructed to resemble props from science fiction films. A group of SCP-5478-1 practicing an anomalous air attack drill. Analysis of the water in the soil surrounding the area of SCP-5478 has revealed trace amounts of a chemical compound composed of several known and unknown materials. Known elements include water, arsenic, methylphenidate and lysergic acid diethylamide. Extended testing has shown this compound (henceforth SCP-5478-2) is capable of inducing a suggestive state within individuals who ingest it. The exact mechanisms of how SCP-5478-2 operates within the human body are presently unknown. Uniquely powerful television broadcasts (henceforth SCP-5478-3) can be detected from SCP-5478 on a monthly basis. SCP-5478-3 broadcasts take the form of the radio talk show "Saul Inspiring!", hosted by Markhaven personality Saul Miller. SCP-5478-3 covers the history of Markhaven, capitalism, democracy, communism and the United States, with a heavy bias towards conservative/Republican policies, and in some cases, blatant misinformation. SCP-5478-3 contains several psychotropic memes which induce a state of suggestibility in viewers, though these can be removed with simple memetic filtering. Addendum No. 1: Discovery Log During a raid on a warehouse believed to be owned by GoI-627 ("The Factory"), ten disguised cargo trucks were recovered from the building's backrooms. A delivery order for supplies was discovered within one of the trucks indicating the destination was Markhaven, Indiana, a location that did not exist in any records or archives known to the Foundation. An attempt was made by the Foundation to request geographical records from the United States government, but the request was personally denied by President Ronald Reagan without further clarification. The O5 Council authorized a secret probe to investigate the Reagan administration and geographical records to discover any information on the location of Markhaven. Though recovered intel was limited, several major discoveries were made: An advisor to President Reagan and member of PENTAGRAM, Jeffrey Bateman, had funnelled thousands of dollars into an unspecified location within Indiana. Heavily censored financial records suggested former President James Carter had authorized a Central Intelligence Agency-ran program within an unspecified location in Indiana (believed to be codenamed "AEUTOPIA"). Heavily censored Church Committee records stated explicitly that Markhaven was constructed for "AEUTOPIA". The location of Markhaven was discovered via searching of PENTAGRAM financial records. Shortly after the location of Markhaven was confirmed, Nexus Control Team Gamma-2 ("Americana Division") was formulated from Site-42 and sent to investigate. From their findings, Markhaven was registered as SCP-5478, and its file was compiled shortly after. Further probes into discovering the nature of "AEUTOPIA" are pending approval. Addendum No. 2: Anthropological Analysis Residents follow a strict, socially conservative style of personal expression and day-to-day life. Citizens are expected to serve their community in a variety of ways, such as volunteer work, starting their own businesses, hosting and partaking in community-wide social events, and attending church. Most individuals within SCP-5478 profess conservative or conservative-adjacent political views; this is considered the norm, and dissidents are treated with suspicion. Children within SCP-5478 are referred to as "Cherubs", and undergo heavy religious indoctrination at public schools. The possibility of deploying a spy within education facilities as a student is currently undergoing evaluation by the Ethics Committee. Despite lacking recognition from all major intergovernmental organizations, SCP-5478 residents and the local government treat the community like an independent nation. SCP-5478 has a national pledge, which residents are required to perform at all major social and political events. Most residential buildings constructed in SCP-5478 come with pre-installed television sets and radios. Both appliances operate on a twenty four hour continual basis, and are unable to be shut off; only the volume may be adjusted. The radio and television show Saul Inspiring! plays continuously; recorded snippets are included below. Attempts to damage these sets automatically alert law enforcement through camera systems installed in each set. + Open attached file ("Saul Inspiring!" recorded snippets) - Close attached file ("Saul Inspiring!" recorded snippets) Remember, you make Markhaven special. You are the blood and the bones of our people, of our town. The man who complains about being hungry should not concern you. He is to be ignored! Focus on filling your own belly. Communism brings death. St. Ronald blesses your Cherubs. Keep them close to you at all times. We are watching. But remember, we are also watching as friends and neighbors. Sharing and parasitism go hand in hand. Wring the bloodleech out, let the tick bleed-out its stolen gains. Our blood spills white. Eve left the Garden with Adam. Do not let that be you, and your husband. Heavy fallout reported. Stay indoors. Markhaven lives. Markhaven, a brave people, stand tall. Brothers of Markhaven, lead the fight. Break free from the claws of the red bear, break the jaws of the Black Panther! Markhaven, lead a life from grace! Mothers, sisters, hold the homestead for when the soliders come home. Sisters of Markhaven, stay with your cherubs. We bless St. Ronald, we bless God for many good days. Apostle Paul, heed our words, heed our words, God bless Markhaven, and the brothers within! We will fight the enemy, armed with rifles from heaven. Our blood will shed, to preserve Markhaven, and the heroes that dwell within. We will not suffer defeat, blood spilt is our sacrifice. Markhaven, a brave people, stand tall. Brothers of Markhaven, lead the fight. Break free from the claws of the red bear, break the jaws of the Black Panther! Markhaven, lead a life from grace! Mothers, sisters, hold the homestead for when the soliders come home. Sisters of Markhaven, stay with your cherubs. Markhaven, a brave people. St. Ronald bless you! Markhaven's economy is primarily driven by manufacturing, commerce and sale of anomalous contraband materials, products and drugs. The community follows a Laissez-faire style of capitalist economics. Markhaven is individually home to numerous businesses, some masquerading as legitimate storefronts, while other places of commerce function as legal, non-anomalous companies. Markhaven does not recognize the American currency, and instead uses its own, informally referred to as the "Ronnie". A table has been complied below of notable businesses operating in Markhaven. The following table contains several dangerous viral psychotropic memes. It has been closed for memetic scrubbing. + Open attached table (Known businesses operating within Markhaven) In order to learn more about the community from a civilian's point of view and experience, Drs. Lewis and Hamilton recorded SCP-5478 residents to learn more about the community's culture. + Open Interview-5478-1 - Close Interview-5478-1 Unidentified Officer: Pardon me, Missus, but we need to see your identification papers. Just a routine check. No need to raise alarm, or anythin' of the sort. Dr. Lewis: Of course, officer, but may I ask why? Officer: Well, I've never had someone ask me that before. You're new to Markhaven, aren't ya? It'd be best for you that during routine inspections such as these, you do not ask questions. Question making, that is somethin' folks here will take offense at. Questioning their judgement, like you know better then em'. [Officer shifts paper back and forth in his hand.] Officer: Lucille Finch. Nice name. If it's an American name. If it isn't, well, we'll have a problem, won't we? Dr. Lewis: There's no need to worry. It's an American name. American raised, god-fearing folk. Concealed shot of the Markhaven Officer. Officer: We'll find out sooner or later, I can assure you that. I trust you, but I'll let you know that we can't be too careful. Colored, the communists. They're everywhere nowadays. Sneaky bunch. Dr. Lewis: So I've been told. I read the paper this morning, just awful what they've been up to. Hard to call them people, after you learn about what they did to Kennedy, what they did in Vietnam, the South… Officer: You're right on the money. You from the south, Missus? You have a nice look to you. Southern Belle, sweetheart. Dr. Lewis: Oh, you're too kind. And yes, I am from the south. Alabama, to be exact. Officer: Oh, Alabama. Goodness, they don't make places like that anymore. Places where children respect the Lord and their parents, none of that integration nonsense. Wallace! Good man, wasn't he? Dr. Lewis: Oh, certainly. Did us all a big favor. Hopefully we'll have a new Wallace, soon. In Indiana as well! Officer: Well, then, little lady, you haven't met Raimis yet, then. Markhaven's own son, our own Wallace. St. Ronald's own. You'll meet him soon, I'm sure. Just count down on the days. Dr. Lewis: Seems like a nice gentleman. Officer: Oh, aren't you right. Goodness, I haven't kept you too long I hope. Wouldn't want you to be late for your husband. That won't do. You keep safe out there. I know you're new, but if you… If you see them out there, you give us a call. You understand who I am talking about? Dr. Lewis: I will, Officer, and I do. + Open Interview-5478-2 - Close Interview-5478-2 Official portrait of Michael Ramis. Censorship was present in the original portrait. Dr. Lewis: Hello, Doris. It's so good to see you again, thanks for coming to bridge last night. I know Andrew would have come if he could, but with his work in the factory- Mrs. Albertson: Oh my goodness, there's no need to apologize. A good husband puts his work before matters outside of the office. He's doing his part, you know. Dr. Lewis: Absolutely. All of us have a part. I've been meaning to look for at least something to do during the day, but I've been so kept up with unpacking, cleaning… I tell you, I had to have the game in the den, as that was the only place that didn't have cardboard and god knows what else strewn around everywhere. And of course, sleep has been difficult… Mrs. Albertson: Now, Lucille, I don't know what you've heard around at Alabama. You'd think that a good man like Wallace would tell you ladies otherwise, but you should know that your home is your office, not the other way around. Imagine if Andrew came home to a mess! He'd be plum angry, and frankly, I can't say I'd blame him. Being a housewife, housework- that doesn't mean be a drudge. Oh, I'm sorry, I got to talking and blabbing again, haven't I? What's this about difficulty sleeping? You know, there is a pill- Dr. Lewis: Just been a lot now. You're right though, if I could handle both… But sleep has been difficult. I keep waking up, middle of the night in a cold sweat. I just see this… Dark figure ahead of me, and he tells me to stay were I am, that he loves me. It's like it's my father. Mrs. Albertson: [Laughs.] Michael? Goodness, you really are in no place for two jobs if you're having difficulty with the Mayor's speeches! My goodness, you're a small town girl, aren't you? Michael's been doing our little town this service for as long as I can remember. Springvale, Burnsview, the mayors there don't do anything like Michael does. He takes time to watch over us. He's like a father to us all. Just give it some time, some thought. Welcome him into your heart. We all did, after all. Addendum No. 3: Related Materials RESTRICTED ACCESS: MARDUKE CLEARANCE REQUIRED MARKHAVEN MONITORING PROJECT INVESTIGATIVE MATERIALS SCP-5078 [PENDING]
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Special Containment Procedures: No researcher having had contact with the Ethics Committee, or having been amnesticized within the last week, may have any contact with SCP-5479. METATRON.aic is to monitor all film festivals in North America for any mention of GOI-5889. If GOI-5889 is confirmed to be participating in any film festivals – past, present, or future – MTF-Gamma-5 (“Red Herrings”) is to be mobilized to begin clean-up and cover-story operations. Update: After deliberation between O5-3 and the Ethics Committee, SCP-5479 has been transferred to Site-43, as the facility is better suited for the storage and study of the anomaly. Description: SCP-5479 designates an anomalous film produced and distributed by GoI-5889 (“Vikander-Kneed Technical Media”) entitled “A Movie of You.” The film depicts events in the past week of the viewer’s life, as if a camera crew had followed the subject. The film is edited and directed to a level of quality usually reserved for professional documentary films. Additionally, SCP-5479 features narration from a male individual showing 95% match with the vocal patterns of actor Jeff Bridges.1 Discovery: On 17 June, 2011, Foundation agents embedded in the Georgia State Police were notified of a panic at the First Annual Shiloh Film Festival. SCP-5479 had premiered at the festival earlier that evening, and individuals who had seen the film were being treated for acute dissociative states and post-traumatic symptoms. Several individuals had been hurt in the ensuing panic, but none of the injuries were life-threatening. MTF Gamma-5 were mobilized to take statements and administer amnesticization to those who had viewed the film. Festival records were altered, and Foundation personnel retrieved all promotional materials and the film itself. No Vikander-Kneed representatives were present at the showing. When interviewed, the managers of the festival were unaware the film had been added to the roster. They had no idea how the film had received the festival’s official selection before such deliberations had even occurred. ► Level-5 Clearance Required ◄ ▼ Close File ▼ Welcome, O5-3. The following is a series of excerpts from SCP-5479 transcribed by Dr. ███████2 before her amnesticization. For a full record of the one-hundred-twenty-three minute film, please contact Maria Jones of RAISA. Title Card: A Movie of You Starring: ████ ███████ [Researcher pauses the playback.] Researcher B: That’s bizarre, that’s my name. [Researcher B dials up the Site Director on the landline within the testing chamber.] Researcher B: Director, hi. This is B, in Memetics, I’m reviewing the new film anomaly… that’s right, SCP-5479. Well, the thing is, the title card says it’s starring me? I don’t unde– [Researcher stops speaking for several minutes.] Researcher B: Okay, I’ll do my best. [Researcher hangs up the phone and restarts the film.] [Black screen, then white letters overlay: “Monday, June 18, 2011.”] Frame of SCP-5479 showing D-Class Wing Alpha, Site-19. [Film cuts to D-Class Wing Alpha at Site-19. Researcher B waits at the checkpoint, looking at her tablet. Jeff Bridges begins his voice over.] Jeff Bridges: ████ ███████ had a long day ahead of her, what with a backlog of memetic anomalies to review. But first, she’s picking up a test subject. Cozy living arrangement, ain’t it? [Camera swings up to look down one of the two walkways adjacent to the D-Class residential units. Site-19 security is escorting D-17568 towards Researcher B.] Security personnel: D-17568, you will accompany Dr. B to the testing lab and follow her instructions. D-17568: Yes, sir. [Researcher B nods, not looking up from her tablet, and walks back in the opposite direction. D-17568 follows closely behind.] Jeff Bridges: Don’t worry, she grows on you. [Film cuts to Researcher B and Junior Researcher Sarah Polanski (her subordinate) looking through an observation window into Testing Chamber Gamma. D-17568 is assessing examples of memetic filters, testing for effectiveness.] Polanski: Okay D-17568, tell us what you’re feeling when you look at the picture. D-17568: Dizzy, like I’ve been in a hot shower too long. Can I look away yet? [Researcher B shakes her head.] Polanski: Not quite yet, but keep us informed if anything changes. [Polanski turns back towards Researcher B and receives a coffee from her.] Polanski: Thanks. Researcher B: You hear that Benning lost a couple more? Polanski: No! God, that idiot. Can’t he train them better? [Researcher B shrugs. She looks through at D-17568, typing out notes on her observation.] Researcher B: All I know is, one of these days he’s the one who’s gonna get the shit detail. Polanski: [Laughs] Ah, I see what you did there. [She sips her coffee and looks through the observation window.] Polanski: Aw crap. [Researcher B looks through the window. The camera follows her gaze to show D-17568 slumped over the desk, the tablet with the memetic filter having fallen to the floor.] Researcher B: Goddamn it! That took hours to encode. [She opens the testing chamber and gathers up the tablet, careful to avert her eyes until the memetic filter is turned off. She takes a few moments to run a diagnostic program.] Researcher B: Oh, thank god, it’s okay. Polanski: Better call in for medical. Researcher B: [Sighs] Suppose so. Jeff Bridges: Here at the SCP Foundation, it’s the bedside manner that really sets 'em apart from your more traditional internment camps. [Film cuts to black.] [Screen remains black and then white letters fill the screen: “Tuesday, June 19, 2011.”] [Segment opens on a large auditorium-styled meeting room, room, subsequently confirmed to be Briefing Room Beta, Site-19. Researcher B is sitting in the audience as HMCL Director Hughes continues speaking.] Jeff Bridges: Just another day in the life of Level-3 researcher. But life at the Foundation was far from ordinary, even the bureaucracy has its sacrifices. Frame of SCP-5479 showing a Site-19 HMCL committee meeting. Director Hughes: We had another three D-Class dead in 173’s containment. This is ridiculous, we know what is necessary, we know how to deal with the stupid statue. Benning, you want to tell me how we lost another three yesterday? Researcher Benning: [clears throat] Human error. They had been involved in cleaning operations on two other occasions. Hughes: Bullshit! These are important assets, unless you’d like to be in there hosing down the shit and the blood? [Benning does not respond. Hughes sits on the desk next to his laptop.] Hughes: Let me make something clear to all of you, we don’t have endless bodies to throw at these anomalies. Don’t take the D-Class for granted. They may be disposable, but they need to be preserved like any asset. [The gathered researchers are staring at Hughes.] Hughes: Repeat after me: The. D-Class. Are. Useful. Tools. [Sighs] Benning, it’s time we changed the system around the statue anyway. No reason we can’t automate. And the rest of you, keep it in mind: D-Class may be there for your use, but use them wisely. [Researcher B files out of the room with her colleagues. As she approaches Memetics Lab Gamma, an alarm starts ringing. She hurries into her lab, secures the lab door, and goes to her desk, withdrawing a Ruger 9mm sidearm from a drawer. She sits behind her desk on the floor, gun gripped tightly.] Jeff Bridges: One might ask, “What did she do to deserve this?” But the stark truth is people don’t get what they deserve, they just get. [There is pounding on the lab's door as explosions are heard deeper into the facility. Someone is yelling through the door. Researcher B braces her arms across the top of the desk while sitting on her knees, the Ruger pointed at the secured door. The yelling is indecipherable through the door.] Jeff Bridges: Her heart beats intensely, sweat pours down her back. Who would pound on a lab door like this? Who could it be? Too long since she was on a range, she hasn’t fired the gun in months. [The yelling through the door becomes clearer as the distant explosions momentarily cease.] D-17568: Dr. B, let me in! It’s insane out here! Intercom: Emergency. Containment breach in process. All non-security personnel are remanded to their stations and ordered to perform lockdown procedures. This is not a drill. [The door to the lab is struck hard twice by a metallic object. Researcher B is shaking her head.] Jeff Bridges: What sort of containment breach is it? What if this isn’t the D-Class? D-17568: Please please please please, let me in goddamnit! [The metal clanging reaches a high tempo, finally breaking the electronic lock and allowing the D-Class to wedge open the door. The klaxon continues to sound, in addition to the lab-specific alarm that begins as the secured door is breached. D-17568 lurches forward towards Researcher B’s position behind the desk. He is bleeding from a wound on the scalp.] D-17568: Help me! [She shakes her head violently.] Researcher B: Get the fuck out of here! D-17568: I go out there, I’m dead! Jeff Bridges: She’s got a serious moral quandary here. He broke into a secure lab during a containment breach. But he’s injured and D-Class, maybe he doesn’t know what lockdown procedures are. Besides, security personnel scramble their brains damn near weekly. Researcher B: Get out! Final warning. D-17568: No no no! [D-17568 moves forward towards her until they are only a meter apart, reaching for her hand. Researcher B fires her sidearm twice into his chest. D-17568 falls backward and lands on the tiled floor of the lab. Researcher B hurries around him and slams the door shut, wedging a stool against it. She turns back to the D-Class and watches as he dies, her arms shaking.] Jeff Bridges: Well, what do you know? That “D” makes sense now. [Film cuts to a montage of security personnel clearing the room, and maintenance repairing the door. Researcher B stands near her station, the firearm on the desk in front of her. She does not look at it, or the body. Cut to a small hearing with members of the Ethics Committee, Researcher B standing silently in front of the two seated Committee members.] Ethics Committee member 1: Given the situation, we think you performed admirably. Your primary concern was the safety of yourself and the security of the lab that is your station, this is all in accordance with protocol when a containment breach or other emergency takes place. Ethics Committee member 2: We’ve all been in containment breaches before, we know how terrifying it can be. But it has been confirmed that D-17568 had not been affected by the containment breach, the nature of which we will not be discussing today. [Researcher B grips her hands tightly in front of her; there’s a fine tremor in her arms.] Jeff Bridges: Uh oh. Looks like she’s in for it now. Ethics Committee Member 1: But ultimately, you had no way of knowing whether D-17568 was affected, or in fact, what sort of anomaly had broken containment. You have testified you were in fear for your life and the security of your station, and the surveillance footage bears this out. Thus, despite the tragedy of D-17568’s demise, it is the decision of this body that it was a result of his own actions. Researcher B, we find you not guilty of professional negligence, and therefore, not culpable for the death of D-17568. Do you have any questions? Researcher B: I… I killed a man. There’re no consequences for that? Ethics Committee Member 2: In this situation? No. Ethics Committee Member 1: We could refer you to some security-cleared therapy, but honestly it might be easier for everyone involved if you were amnesticized. Do you have any problem with that? [Researcher B shakes her head.] [Medical personnel come into the room and administer amnestics to Researcher B. The camera fades to black.] Jeff Bridges: All’s well that ends well, I always say. Lesson learned! ‘course, she won’t remember the lesson. But no harm done. Besides, what did he think was going to happen? He wasn’t putting the ideals of the Foundation first, and that way lies disaster. [Researcher B pauses the playback.] Researcher B: Jesus Christ. [Internal surveillance in the testing chamber shows her hanging her head, propped up by both hands, murmuring to herself.] Researcher B: None of that happened… did it? [The phone rings in the test chamber. Researcher B picks up the receiver.] Researcher B: Director? What is it? [She listens for a few moments. Then shakes her head.] Researcher B: No, it doesn’t seem to have any memetic effect. Just, for the lack of a better word… I’m not doing well with this, watching yourself do things you don’t remember. It’s disturbing. [She stops talking, presumably listening to the phone.] Researcher B: I’m sorry to interrupt but… I mean, did this hap – [She pauses] I see. Thank you. I’ll continue. [Researcher B hangs up the phone and restarts the film.] [White letters on a black background fill the screen: “Wednesday, June 20, 2011.”] Frame of SCP-5479 showing Researchers Polanski and B in Memetic Lab Gamma, Site-19. [Film segment opens on Memetic Lab Gamma, Site-19. The camera pans around the space before framing Researchers B and Polanski. B is turned away from the camera, but Polanski looks in the general direction of the camera almost making eye contact before looking away. They are both laughing.] Polanski: Right, and then, he pulls the mug outta the microwave and mimes looking horrified, screaming “the coffee is a cognitohazard!” [Researcher B laughs.] Researcher B: Kurt is such a goddamn goof. Polanski: So, where were you yesterday? [Researcher B turns to look at Polanski.] Researcher B: What do you mean? Polanski: You weren’t in the lab in the morning, and you weren’t at lunch when the alarm sounded, and we were locked down. Researcher B: Oh… yesterday I was… I had a meeting with the HMCL committee, and then I took the rest of the day to run some errands. Polanski: Huh, well did you hear what happened? [Researcher B shakes her head while bending over to examine something at her station.] Polanski: There was a containment breach, not sure what kind but a D-Class died right here in the lab. Researcher B: Jesus. Really? Polanski: Mmhmm. Must’ve gotten caught up in the breach somehow. It was actually one we’d worked with a few times, D-17568. [Researcher B shrugs.] Researcher B: I have the damnedest time remembering their numbers. Jeff Bridges: I’m just doing voice over, but if I was on screen, I’d be giving the camera some serious side eye right now. End Log3 Closing statement: Fifteen minutes after the end of the log, Researcher B appeared at Director Moose’s office to discuss the content of SCP-5479. The Director saw Researcher B immediately. The contents of that discussion are not part of this record, but Director Moose noted that Researcher B was irrational and frantic about her viewing of the anomaly. After several minutes security was called, and Researcher B was taken away. Ethics Committee members determined that the best course of action for all involved was to amnesticize Researcher B concerning her viewing of SCP-5479.4 Researcher B was allowed to return to her normal work duties the following day, with a classified demerit on her personnel file. Director Moose reported her concern to the O5 Council regarding SCP-5479 being studied by those Researchers who had contact with D-Class or other ethically challenging, sensitive responsibilities. The Special Containment Procedures were amended accordingly, such that the anomaly would be transferred to a Site without D-Class in order to avoid such complications in the future. ▼ Close File ▼ Footnotes 1. Foundation agents have confirmed that Mr. Bridges has no knowledge of this anomaly. 2. Hereby referred to as “B.” Researcher’s name redacted under auspices of Ethics Committee bilateral agreement #22349, dated 21 June, 2011. 3. Researcher B ceased playback at this point. No further transcripts are included in the file. 4. With this conclusion, the Ethics Committee adjudicated the situation as resolved. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5479" by Grigori Karpin, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5479. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5480	safe	ADULT CONTENT This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers. Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture {$custom-content} If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page Item#: 5480 Level2 Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Due to suspicions about the identity of PoI-595 - the sole inhabitant of SCP-5480 - the containment of SCP-5480 is to remain unknown to anyone outside of The Foundation, including PoI-595 themselves. The apartment building which contains SCP-5480 is to be monitored and the rooms adjacent to it are to be purchased by Foundation agents to minimise the risk of civilians being exposed to the anomaly. Description: SCP-5480 is an apartment in Portsmouth, England, which contains a number of anomalous artifacts. Such items include a series of potted plants made of human bone, a watering can filled with living ox marrow and a fridge which fills up with stomach acid when it is closed. A great number of documents - bills, paychecks, unsent job applications and receipts - have been packed into the bin. The oldest of these records dates back to 1879. They follow a strict chronology, as well. From 1879 to 1942, they are addressed to a “Saarin Llovi”, then “Saally Orock” until 1979, “Sandy Nadocks” up to 2017 and from that point forward, “Saara Klaviger”. There is a photorealistic painting on the bedside table depicting a young woman and an older man, likely in his thirties, standing in front of a field of red grass. A faded inscription on the bottom of the frame reads “εγώ και ιόν”, translatable from Greek as “Me and Ion” (sic). Dating of the pigments has revealed it to be around 3,100 years old. SCP-5480 is inhabited by PoI-595, the aforementioned Saara Klaviger. PoI-595 is, according to her passport, a 28 year old female currently employed as a retail assistant of the Aldi brand grocery chain. Addendum 5480.1 - Discovery + Access fileserv:/S:/5480/fileserv/discovery - ACCESS GRANTED On the 15th of May, 2020, two members of GoI-663, “The Fraternity of Skin”, to whom Foundation agents had attached hidden observation devices to weeks prior, had the following conversation outside of what was later found out to be SCP-5480. Interlocutors: Saara Klaviger (PoI-595), Male 1, Male 2 (Begin transcript) [Male 1 knocks on Klaviger’s door. Half a minute later, she opens it.] Male 1: Good morning, ma’am! It’s so good to see you, it’s hard to find fellow disciples of the flesh. Male 2: We represent the Fraternity of Skin, one of the last remaining groups in Europe who champion the original goals of the Grand Karcist. Klaviger: Uh huh, and what would those be? Male 1: In his words, ‘the liberation of mankind from the fetters of machinery’. Klaviger: He never said that. The actual quote goes: ‘from the fetters of mortality’. Male 2: How would you know? Klaviger: You know what, nevermind. What else is your cult about? Male 1: Not a cult! Not a cult. We’re a society of revivalists, bringing Sarkicism back to its roots. We worship Yaldabaoth, our deliverer from iron. Klaviger: What are you talking about? Ion fought Yaldabaoth, they are- were legendary enemies. Classical Nälkänism rejects the idea of worship of the gods entirely. And "sarkic" is a slur, the proper term is Nälkän. Male 1: You’re misinformed. Just take a look at our scripture, the Parables of Nadox. We pulled this from the library’s shelves ourselves. Klaviger: Pseudo-Nadox. And this isn’t even a copy of the original, what is this? “Ion drew forth the seed of his loins and placed it into Lovataar’s gaping…” ugh, this is just an erotica. These aren’t even parables! And I never want to hear about any of Lovataar’s body parts again, gaping or not. Male 2: Those are our holy texts! Male 1: (Whispering: Shush, we can still recover this). There’s always time to debate the historicity of our practices later. However, I’m sure that you will agree that the spirit of our group, nay, our family, is truly in the vein of the original brand of Sarkicism. Klaviger: Oh boy. Male 1: Take a look at this. [He produces a clay sculpture packed with cotton.] Klaviger: Serpent’s tail, many eyes, is that… Saarn? Male 1: Yes. She is the object of our affections. Klaviger: A-affections? Male 2: That’s right. You see, as with most Sarkites, we try to keep our bloodline pure. No breeding or marriage with outsiders, we only procreate with fellow members of our community. But we don’t have any proselytes who can carry a child yet so in the meantime we’ve been storing our seed in these clay receptacles. Male 1: (Whispering: No! Don’t start with that!) It also serves a dual purpose. We follow in Ion’s footsteps, for just as he laid with Saarn for twelve days and shattered the hills with his passion- Klaviger: [Chokes.] Fucking… no! That didn't happen! Ion was faithful to Lovataar, how did Saarn somehow get roped into a relationship with him? I did not want to learn today that effigies of me- I mean Saarn were being violated by a bunch of crusty old men! How come every Nälkän commune is some kind of disgusting sex cult!? Male 1: It's in following with our founder's principles. Ion’s appetites were legendary, it’s said he fornicated with so many that his phallus spat blood by the time he was thirty! Klaviger: [Vomits profusely.] (End of transcript) ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5480" by Tiamat Elsen, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5480. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-5481	euclid	Item#: 5481 Level2 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-49 Dr. Edward Wallace Dr. Hammil Thompson MTF Kappa-8 "Forest Wildfire" Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5481 specimens found in public areas are to be transplanted to the Botanical Aisle of Site-49. If transportation is not feasible, the instance is to be cut down and incinerated. Witnesses of SCP-5481 are to be interrogated and amnesticized. Description: SCP-5481 is the designation for an anomalous tree species that externally resembles several non-anomalous species1, mostly taking the form of a Pseudotsuga menziesii (Douglas Fir). When a humanoid entity comes into contact with an instance of SCP-5481, the object will deploy a pair of human arms which will then gently hug the subject. This hug will last as long as the subject keeps contact with the instance, after which these appendages will be retracted into the trunk. Dissection of SCP-5481 has revealed that the appendages are biologically human, connected to a complex muscular system embedded in the trunk that allows for the extension and retraction of the arms in any direction. SCP-5481's method of reproduction is undergoing research, as it has been observed that the instances seem to appear spontaneously. Since saplings grown from collected specimens have not displayed any anomalous attributes, it is theorized that instances only develop their muscular systems in adulthood. Addendum 5481.1: Investigation into PoI-5481 On 16/09/2020, a large population of SCP-5481 was found in the Roosevelt Forest, in Oregon, USA. Further exploration revealed an abandoned cabin nearby that showed signs of being previously inhabited. The journal of a presumed female known as "Jade Johnsson", now designated PoI-5481, was found in the surroundings of the cabin and is transcribed below. 05/09/2020 I found this cabin. I think I can afford to live here at least for tree three weeks or so. That’s good. I also found this notebook. It was under the bed ―which, of course, is unusable due to insects― and I’ve been thinking a lot. I’ve decided that I’m using this as a diary or something like that. I don’t have anything else to do, anyway. That could bring me some problems, of course, but I mean- what could be worse? So, welcome to the awesome diary of Jade Johnsson! 06/09/2020 Today I went to the town. I bought some food with the last of my money. I think I can manage with it, at least until I can collect more money. There are some times I actually miss everyone. It wasn’t a good family, but… it was a family, after all. Now, I just have some bread. And I will have to eat it at the end of the day. 07/09/2020 I saw one of the trees today. They are already here. That’s not good. They are following faster than before. I know you love me, mom, but I think that’s a very, very disturbing way of showing it. 08/09/2020 One of the trees is already outside of this cabin. I’m in a forest, so it shouldn’t be a problem. I hope there’s none at the town. THAT would be a real problem. I have no doubt some of them already know. There’s no way they aren’t aware of the trees. I hope you know what the hell are you doing, mom. I don’t want anyone searching for my ass. Although I know discretion wasn't your thing. Even dad said so. God… I haven't seen dad in a while. I hope he's okay. Is he taking good care of Daniel? I really hope Daniel doesn’t forget his lovely sister… 09/09/2020 Mom, why? I… we all felt abandoned. You did this to us. You forced me to run. Yet you’re still trying to make me feel loved? Why? You’re regretful? Because I know you are. I have seen it all. Every damn thing you’ve done to broke us apart. That’s what you call affection? And there are the trees. What the fuck were you thinking? I’m going to find you, mom. And then, I’m going to let you see what you’ve done. The "10/09/2020" entry consists only of a drawing of a house on fire 11/09/2020 There are trees everywhere. I tried to cut one down, but apparently a pocket knife isn’t enough. Still, I attacked every one I found. Also, now I’m totally out of food. What now? 12/09 Mom, I still remember the good times. I know we didn't have everything we wanted, but we managed to be a happy family. Do you still remember? Do you remember when I came back from school crying and you just made some popcorn and we watched movies for the rest of the day? I will never forget those times. It seemed like… like we had an entire bright future ahead of us. Did you ever consider it? When those men came and asked you to do them a favor… did you ever consider our opinions? We were a family! Every decision affected every one of us! Did you think about the implications? Did you give us an opportunity? I don't know if I want to know those answers. 13/09 This cabin is no longer an option. There are so many fucking trees. Someone is going to investigate this place at any moment. I really don't want them to come here. Do the trees still look like a good idea, mom? I bet not. I bet you would say they still do. What do you want? Do you want them to find me? Because that’s what you’re fucking doing! I don't even know where I am going to live now. I… For once I thought I could live somewhere safe. At least for some time. But no. Once again, you RUINED it. Thank you, mom. It has been discovered that all the presumed PoI-5481 locations showed a large population of SCP-5481. MTF Kappa-8 ("Forest Wildfire") has been assigned tracking of the subject. Addendum 5481.2: Interview with Mark Walters Interviewer: Dr. Hammil Thompson Interviewee: Mr. Mark Walters Foreword: On 05/10/2020, Mr. Mark Walters witnessed an individual, presumed to be PoI-5481, interacting with an instance of SCP-5481. <BEGIN LOG> Dr. Hammil: Mr. Walters, may you tell me your encounter with the… "hugging tree"? Mr. Walters: Yeah, I guess. I was at the park. It was, like nine or ten. I was gonna smoke a cigarette when I discovered that there was someone in the swings. Dr. Hammil: May you describe them? Mr. Walters: Yeah, It was a girl. I think seventeen or so. I'm pretty sure she was still a teen, but… I don't know, she seemed… like, she had the expression of someone that had lived so much, y'know? It was a very cold night, so I wondered why was she there. I thought of asking her, but… Dr. Hammil: What stopped you from approaching her? Mr. Walters: I… I felt like it was not the right thing to do. She seemed sad. I mean- very sad, but she wasn't crying. I just stayed there, hoping she wouldn't notice me. Dr. Hammil: What happened to her? Mr. Walters: She stayed there for, like, half an hour. I think she had been there for much longer, but it's just a supposition. Then, she stood up and walked to a nearby tree. She hugged the tree, and… the tree hugged her back. Dr. Hammil: The tree hugged her back? Mr. Walters: Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, but that damn tree- two arms came out of it and hugged her! I'm not crazy! I know what I saw! I- Dr. Hammil: Mr. Walters, please calm down. Nobody's doubting your testimony. What happened afterwards? Mr. Walters: I- err… Dr. Hammil: Yes? Mr. Walters: I- I don't know. I… I think she said something, but I took off running, so I don't remember exactly what her exact words, but… Dr. Hammil: What do you remember? Mr. Walters: … I think it was something along the lines of "I'm sorry for being like this". I'm sorry, I- I was really scared, y'know? That damn tree had arms! How?! That was- Dr. Hammil: Calm down, Mr. Walters. Did you see anything else after that? Mr. Walters: … no. I ran to my house and told my wife about it. She thought someone had drugged me, so she called the cops. Dr. Hammil: I see… well, thank you for your time, Mr. Walters. <END LOG> Addendum 5481.3: As of 05/10/2020, no new instances of SCP-5481 have been found. Reclassification to Safe is dependent on the successful detention of PoI-5481. Footnotes 1. This has included the Pinus, Abies and Pseudotsuga genera. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5481" by EthanHanson, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5481. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-5482	keter	Item#: 5482 Level2 Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: danger link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Foundation employees are to be monitored for the common effects of SCP-5482. Those affected by SCP-5482 are not to be allowed within seven kilometres of bodies of water exceeding one cubic metre in volume: oceans, lakes, rivers, swimming pools, aquifers, etc. Clouds and other weather formations do not count as such. They should be exposed to liquid water as little as possible; if the person lives long enough to require hydration it should be achieved intravenously. Description: SCP-5482 is a condition which spontaneously arises within Foundation personnel, especially those concerned with the study of anomalous environments and locations.1 It is unknown whether it affects persons not employed by the Foundation. Individuals affected by SCP-5482, designated SCP-5482-1, suffer from adverse reactions to water.2 Individuals who had close interpersonal relationships with previous instances of SCP-5482-1 are highly susceptible to being affected by SCP-5482 in future. SCP-5482 is incurable and its effects increase in severity and scope over time until death. Due to the extreme inconsistency with which SCP-5482 appears and operates, it is impossible to provide any meaningful information about the disease or the pathology of its sufferers. Addendum 5482.1: Partial list of SCP-5482 cases + Access fileserv:/S:/5482/fileserv/earlycases - ACCESS GRANTED Subject: Lieutenant Kiara Anenasya Date of Onset: 23/09/20 (first recorded occurrence of SCP-5482) Summary: On September 23rd 2020, Lieutenant Anenasya of MTF Lambda-77 (“Demersal Scotopic”)3 regurgitated several litres of saltwater while conversing with a containment engineer. She did not appear to be surprised by the event. The engineer recalled her smiling, placing her hand in front of her mouth and saying "I missed you." before walking away. Site security, upon learning of the incident, attempted to locate Lt. Anenasya. They were successful in tracking her to a forest several dozen kilometres from her home. Upon sighting the retrieval team, the lieutenant smiled and began humming. Due to the sudden appearance of a fog bank, visual contact was briefly lost. Security personnel were not successful in reacquiring her. She has not been sighted since. Subject: Captain Minerva Skye Date of Onset: 24/09/20 Summary: The day after Lieutenant Anenasya’s disappearance Captain Skye - another member of Lambda-77 - was discovered dead in the bathroom of her residence. Her hands had been severely mutilated and several hundred grams of skin, muscle and cortical bone were found in the basin of her sink. Three dull razors were found in her pocket. It was determined that her wounds were self-inflicted. In spite of this, her death was not due to blood loss but instead benzodiazepine overdose. During autopsy, her blood refused to coagulate and her body did not exsanguinate, instead bleeding continuously until all of her open wounds were sealed. A three minute long video was found on her phone, recorded an hour before her discovery of her body. It depicts her holding her hand over her sink and piercing her ulnar and radial arteries in multiple locations, losing several litres of blood over the course of the video.4 She can be heard repeatedly whispering "I won't go back" for its entire duration. Subject: Private Adam Asakku Date of Onset: 26/09/20 Summary: Private Asakku, the only remaining member of Lambda-77, was informed of the situation and voluntarily confined himself to Site-56 under daytime supervision, with the working theory at the time being that an anomalous entity or effect was targeting members of his MTF. He refused contact with all water and water-containing solutions, in spite of the obvious risks to his health. Over the following days he began regurgitating small amounts of water, often while attempting to speak, and suffered from periods of intense and uncontrollable lacrimation, which evolved into weeping and emotional discomfort. Asakku reported whispering and singing coming from the West-facing walls of Site-56 and demanded they be covered in soundproof foam. Although the request was granted, he continued to complain about the noise and claimed that Lake Garda, located several kilometres East of Site-56, was singing to him. An offer to allow him to shower elicited an intensely negative response, necessitating his sedation. He also began hallucinating large objects or environments 'inside' bodies of water. For example, he reported seeing underwater forests, mountain ranges and ruins within three different glasses of water. When asked to judge the depth of a swimming pool, he responded that it was at least seventeen kilometres in depth and filled with the silhouettes of "leviathans and carrion bloats".5 He demanded that the pool be drained so that there was no possibility of anyone "falling away." Asakku eventually suffered a psychotic break and used a nail file to crudely remove his ears, eyes, much of his gums, and his tongue.6 Post-mortem, his blood was found to be significantly clearer than that of a normal person and contained almost no plasma. Addendum 5482.2: Extended case study, Senior Researcher Jacquelyn Vanth + Access fileserv:/S:/5482/fileserv/casestudy - ACCESS GRANTED Subject: Doctor Jacquelyn Vanth Date of Onset: 23/09/21 Summary: Dr Vanth was diagnosed with SCP-5482 exactly one year after the anomaly's emergence. At the time, she was the lead researcher of SCP-5482, having volunteered for the position since the initial classification of the phenomenon. Once she became aware of her status as an instance of SCP-5482-1, she deferred her responsibilities to a subordinate and chose to use herself to study the progression of the disease. Document: Transcript of “230921652.mp4”, voice recording by Dr Vanth Sixty hours. That’s the average period between the onset of symptoms and death. You won’t find it on the file, though, because it’s not an indicator of how long someone will survive. We pulled out all the stops for Adam and he barely lasted three days. Others have lived for four, even five without any intervention. It has nothing to do with how well-protected you are. Death takes you when it feels like it. I don’t know why but 5482 feels expected. Like I was waiting for it. I guess I was, in a way. The turnover rate for MTFs is ridiculous. We’ve all heard the horror stories, of agents getting lost in the woods and never being heard from again, or of MTFs being picked off one by one as they attempt to navigate a house of horrors. So for my team and I to have lived so long? It was more than a little incredible. I’d always just assumed that I’d die on the job, trapped in another world or tortured ‘till the end of my days by a sadistic locus.7 My departure from Lambda-77 was an anticlimax, ergo 5482 seems like something which has been a long time coming. Last night I had an odd dream. I woke up in my parents’ house. It was raining outside but the lights were on. The night was warm. I heard odd noises from far away and so I stood on my toes and glanced out the window. I saw the lake curl toward the horizon, black and depthless. It whispered to me and asked me to come outside. I did, while the rain pelted my back. It wasn’t cold; it felt more like being breathed on. Not even in a creepy way, it was more like intimate, as if someone was holding me close and exhaling into my hair. I stepped up to the edge of the water and knelt down. I just listened to it, humming with my mother’s voice. When I was young I used to run along the lake’s edges and look for odd rocks or sticks. I’d bring breadcrumbs to feed to the birds and a polaroid to take pictures of bugs and the odd rabbit. My mum would tell me to stay away from the shore, but there was one time that I saw a fox perched on a branch near the bank of the pond. It didn’t move as I crept toward it, just gave me an odd sort of look. I got close enough to touch it and so I reached out and… slipped. The lake rose up to meet me. I tried to swim upward but the pressure just kept building above me and pushing me down. I couldn’t fight it off; I was only a child. I didn’t feel any fear though, or any pain. There was a burning sensation in my lungs but it was distant and easy to ignore. The weight of the water felt protective, almost. I closed my eyes and let bits of algae wrap around my arms. Something living swirled underneath me. I sensed it by the way in which the water moved around its body as it beat its fins. We both flinched as soon as we saw each other. It disappeared into the depths and I almost swam after it out of sheer curiosity. I passed out. Next thing I knew, my mother was humming while she held my head in her lap. She was singing this beautiful lullaby. For years afterwards, I kept fantasising about diving into the lake again. I wandered further than I ever had into the woods, not scared in the least of getting lost. I wanted to experience that sensation again, of being submerged in something wholly unfamiliar. It’s why I signed up to be a member of Lambda-77 in the first place. It took me years for me to learn my lesson and grow out of that stupid obsession. 5482 targets people who’ve seen strange places: realities of blood and bone, universes living through the aftermath of catastrophe, inexplicable places of all kinds. Does it come from them, somehow? And if it can sing, does it think? It's predatory, that much I can assume, but what does it want from me? Fuck it, whatever. I hope it chokes on my bones. Document: Transcript of “240921802.mp4”, voice recording by Dr Vanth Last night I dreamt of an endless forest. It was foggy and there was a path of trampled ferns before me. There was a time when I would’ve gladly gone down that road to chase new sights and novelties. Instead I sat down and waited until I woke up. I used to be so in love with that feeling of discovery, of stepping through a portal or over a border only to cross over from the normal world into something fantastic and otherly. My seniors would call me incautious, my peers would say that my curiosity would be the death of me, of all of us. They turned out to be right. I don’t remember anything about how Devana died, just that it could’ve been avoided. We weren't careful. I wasn't watching out for him. I know you probably went to the grave hating me for it, Skye, but I had to leave after we lost him. It was too painful to stick around. Exploration started to daunt me, and foreign suns seemed not as bright. (Laughs) Listen to me, talking to the dead. I suppose I’ll be with them soon. The water’s gotten louder, and different bodies have acquired their own cadences. The ocean is an open-mouthed tone while the rain is a murmur. This morning I was washing my hands and the water tore away some of my skin when I pulled my fingers out of the stream. My hair is damp and it can’t be dried. The effects are worsening. I don’t know how I’ll die. Regardless, I’m losing my connection to reality. It's odd, being aware of how I’m slipping away. I sang along with the rain earlier. Most of the other 5482-1s developed an intense fear of water. Adam’s the crown example of course, having mutilated himself just to stop listening to its singing. I’m not sure if I feel that same terror. It reminds me of something, instead. It’s picking at old scabs, unearthing memories too decayed to recall but just firm enough to evoke the feeling I used to associate with them. I remember… rustling leaves, weight on my back, a brisk wind, the days I spent far from home just taking in the nature all around me. The woods around my house, I can barely recall what they were like. Now I want to go back and find out all over again. Mark out all the clearings, photograph all the flowers, watch sunlight spill through the canopy, and twinkle in the dirt… … remember to check everything that I say for cognitohazards. Document: Transcript of “250921937.mp4”, voice recording by Dr Vanth It rained yesterday while I was commuting. I put down my umbrella and let the raindrops slide over my cheeks. They drew blood. I felt my skin and fat peeling away, the humours of my eye gliding down my neck. It didn’t hurt even a little. It was like falling asleep. After Devana’s death, I convinced myself that my curiosity was a liability. I conformed, I learned to fear the unknown. I wish I hadn't done that; I wish I'd seen more of the world. Maybe it would have been wonderful, or perhaps my life would have been cut short… but it wouldn’t have mattered. As long as I could've witnessed one more sunrise, smelled one more flower, heard another song. I can't go on like this, buried in normalcy. I was wrong. I was so, so wrong. 5482 isn't ravenous, it's grieving. It misses me so much, wishes I would return to it. It’s me, before I was stained by loss and cautionary tales. I was convinced by my loss to believe that the other had to hate me. That was never true. Am I still scared? Of course, but I am more afraid of being alone in the light than hated in the dark. I'm afraid of the world having limits. I think-, no, I feel like this is right. Wherever I end up will be terrible, vast, unknowable… and beautiful. [Several minutes of the sound of rainfall. Vanth laughs softly.] I missed you too. Footnotes 1. Such as extradimensional spaces, anomalous biomes and parallel universes. 2. The nonspecificity of this statement accounts for the anomaly's irregular behaviour. 3. A mobile task force specialising in the exploration of hostile environments such as areas defined by extreme temperatures, toxic atmospheres or hostile fauna. 4. Losing as little as two litres of blood is almost always immediately fatal. 5. Asakku's mannerisms were deeply affected by SCP-5482. 6. Notable as being moist exterior surfaces of the body with the exception of his ears. 7. A colloquialism for a space possessing both agency and intelligence, effectively a living location. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5482" by Tiamat Elsen, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5482. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-5483	esoteric-class	+ ACCESS CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Michael Carpenter') - COLLAPSE CREW MEMBER JOUNRAL ENTRY ('Michael Carpenter') 29/12/2018 Director Goodall says we have to start writing in these. About what goes wrong, and stuff. Let me think. Well, for starters, there's always a fish smell. I accidentally tripped on my way to the submarine. I had to try a couple of extra times to pick up one of the fossils. And I saw a scientist drop a couple of papers on their way to the lab. That's it, I think. Alright, the main thing wrong is that this job is boring as shit. My entire job is using a crane to pick up fossils while a scientist guy yells at me. That's it. Also, the boss is shit. Goodall calls us all "civvies." The calm way he talks, it always sounds like he's about to take out an MP5 and mow us all down. I guess that's why he always has his crony, Daniels, do the talking for him. It feels like I'm working for the government without seeing any of the cool shit. I can't wait to get out of this underwater base, and see my bros again. Catalogue #: SCP-5483 Seafloor Cataloging Procedures: SCP-5483 is currently isolated to Site-78 via complete lockdown of the site. Description: SCP-5483 refers to an area located at the edge of the Alquist Trench, monitored by S.C.P. Aquatic Monitoring Facility Alpha. At its deepest, the Alquist Trench is at the upper edge of the mesopalegic zone, and is notable for having very few hydrothermal vents and an absence of zooplankton, leading to a general lack of life in the local area1. SCP-5483 contains the underwater Site-78, used for cataloging remarkable phenomena near and around the Alquist Trench. Recently, SCP-5483 has been the location of paranormal occurrences. Examples of these include: Hallucinations of emaciated figures in hallways, often resembling family members. Perceptions of impossible structures, like unending stairways, infinitely long hallways, and floors/surfaces acting similar to fluids. Hallucinations of people walking on the seafloor or entering the Alquist Trench. Disappearances of site personnel. On May 1st 2019, to curb the apparent disappearances of crewmembers, Acting Site-78 Director Theodore Daniels activated a lockdown of the facility, ensuring that no egress from Site-78 was possible. As of May 22nd 2019, this lockdown is ongoing. Discovery: The paranormal phenomena occurring at Site-78 began after Director Robin Goodall vanished from his sleeping quarters at approximately 1500 hours on the night of April 28th, 2019. Footage of the interior and exterior of the site do not show him leaving his quarters, and no escape pods were engaged. His quarters were soaked with sea water, despite there being no breaches in the site's hull. Per instructions left by Dr. Goodall, Dr. Theodore Daniels became acting director of Site-78 on April 29th, 2019. Documentation of paranormal events began on May 2nd (see phenomena log). + ACCESS CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Shelby McVinny') - COLLAPSE CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Shelby McVinny') 30/4/2019 Director G disappeared yesterday. I've talked to people, and nobody knows where he disappeared to. My theory is that he got himself lost somewhere in the Site and locked himself into an old bunker. Good riddance, in my opinion. Another oddity happened today. I was maintaining a circuit box, trying to keep a sector of the Site from short-circuiting after a cookie cutter shark tried to get into the reactor bay. All of a sudden, I was tackled to the ground by someone in a janitorial uniform. His name was Drake; I knew him from orientation. Once I recovered from the fall, I looked up and made eye contact. His eyes were going in and out of focus, and moving about like a malfunctioning gyroscope. His teeth were clenched and he was breathing hard in and out, like he was struggling. The most worrying thing was that his muscles were clenched and locked in like clamps. He started screaming. "The whole fucking place is flooding! Get out of here, McVinny, you're going to die!" I managed to push him off, and told him the Site wasn't flooding. If it was, there would be a breach alarm. Almost immediately, his face sobered and he calmed himself down, like he was cured with some elixir. He stood up, looked around, apologized, and got back to his work. If anything else went wrong, I don't remember it, since all I've been thinking about was that. Right now, lying in my bed, I still feel shell shocked. Apparently, my roommates, Kreia and Samantha, also had something strange happen in their work day. What's going on? Addendum: Phenomena Log Date: 2019/5/2 Phenomena: Three members of the crew— Dr. Robinson, Dr. McGill, and Dr. Strader— vanish while going on an unscheduled extravehicular operation. Their last transmissions are "It calls me down." Notes: Lockdown established after Dr. Thurston attempted to exit the base through a submarine hatch. Lockdown can only be lifted via communication with ships circling the waters above Site-78. Follow Up: Dr. Thurston restrained to on-site psychological care facility. Investigation begun. Date: 2019/5/4 Phenomena: A group of people were seen by Giles Robinson crowded around something. When the crowd dissipated, the dead body of Dr. Glenn was found. Notes: Dr. Glenn was later found alive. This was probably a hallucination. Follow Up: None. Date: 2019/5/5 Phenomena: George Halloway reported the Main Observatory being flooded with a yellow, fog-like gas. He would later claim that this gas smelt like gunpowder and burnt flesh, as well as that it made breathing difficult. Notes: This hallucination was shared by 5 of the 8 people in the Main Observatory at this time. Follow Up: Air recyclers were examined to ensure maximum efficacy. Date: 2019/5/6 Phenomena: Gwen Cameron reports the site undergoing sudden explosive decompression, resulting in the death of all crew except herself. Notes: Obvious hallucination, but the detail in which she described the remains of both Halpern and Beck is unsettling. Follow Up: Gwen Cameron set up with a remote counseling session. Date: 2019/5/6 Phenomena: Marcus Halpern reported seeing several starfish crawling on his skin. Notes: Phenomenon was corroborated by two others in the room at the time. A sample jar allegedly used to collect one of the starfish was found empty, but with an unknown biological residue within. Follow Up: Halpern and others associated given psychotherapy. Date: 2019/5/7 Phenomena: A drone used to make repairs to Site-78's antenna array began broadcasting an image of what appeared to be the throat of a whale. Repairs were unable to be completed. Notes: Phenomenon corroborated by all personnel. Follow Up: Effectiveness of psychotherapy reconsidered. + ACCESS CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Marcus Halpern') - COLLAPSE CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Marcus Halpern') 5/9/2019 It has been 10 days since Goodall vanished. I think. The electronics keep on screwing up down here, we've had a few time sync errors, but thankfully, our internet connection allows us to re-sync them properly. To be frank, the phenomena we're cataloging is the tame stuff— the stuff that's most believable. There are things I've seen in my dreams that have me questioning… everything. In my dream last night, I saw what the trench actually was. At the bottom, there was a pupil and an iris. The trench started expanding, opening, until a massive eye was revealed. It was an eye, but I'm not sure what kind of eye— it didn't look like any terrestrial or marine creature. Too many pupils. The Alquist Trench didn't exist until a few years ago— freak tectonic shift opened it. That's really fast, from what I hear; the S.C.P. guys jumped on it really quick so they could get a good look at what was happening. I'm not sure that was a dream, more of a vision. Whatever's down there is slowly waking up, slowly opening— I've checked the measurements, the trench has grown by about a centimeter since we've come down here. In geological terms, that's massive. Date: 2019/5/9 Phenomena: A loud bang was heard from Dr. Halpern's quarters. An unfinished journal entry was found on their laptop. Dr. Halpern has yet to be located. Personnel reported a strong smell of gunpowder and burnt flesh. Notes: No ash or residue of any kind was found in Dr. Halpern's room. Any reports to the contrary have not been corroborated. Follow Up: Dr. Halpern was sent to psychotherapy. No? Date: 2019/5/13 Phenomena: Director Daniels reports the sudden sound of alert sirens, corroborated by several of his assistants. These alert sirens were not heard in the rest of the facility. Notes: Analysis of the alert system indicated that an alarm was actually triggered by the manifestation of several xenarthran entities in the Alquist Trench. Follow Up: None. Date: 2019/5/14 Phenomena: Several staff members experience reactions to cafeteria food, including hives and stroke-like symptoms. All staff members asserted that the food smelt like gunpowder and burnt flesh prior to consumption. Notes: This is presently believed to be a malfunction of the food processing units. They will be examined later an instance of the placebo effect. Date: 2019/5/16 Phenomena: A cell phone was heard ringing for several hours. Eventually, a Samsung smartphone belonging to Director Goodall was located in his former quarters, with over a dozen voice mail messages and text conversations pertaining to the phenomena on the site. Notes: Voice mail has been transcribed in the following by Director Theodore Daniels. Follow Up: None. + ACCESS CREW JOURNAL ENTRY ('Ted Daniels') - COLLAPSE CREW JOURNAL ENTRY ('Ted Daniels') Message 1 (Dated 04/26/2019): Blocked Number: Project Angler Fish is Go Goodall: About fucking time Goodall: The gas was going to start going bad within a month. Fucking bureaucrats. Blocked Number: Dispose of your phone. Return to the surface using private escape pod before end of month. Voice Mail 1 (Dated 4/29/2019): Unknown Female Caller: Hey, Robin, it's me. Not sure if you can get reception in your part of the ocean, but data transmission's started. Everyone there is looking confused— you should see the look on Daniels's face. He actually tried tasting the water you left in your quarters. They're going to be tripping for a week. Unknown Female Caller: But, yeah, just calling to let you know the misters are working fine. They should be getting to the food in the galley with the drugs soon. Depending on their meal preference, we should see results in a day or so. Bye. Voice Message 1: Dr. Robinson: Director Goodall, we've made it to extraction. Took us a while to get out of range of the base's sensors. En route to the Cook, will update when we get there. Voice Message 2: Director Goodall: God dammit, this is my fifth time calling. Has nobody seen my phone? Does nobody even hear it? I need to call my wife, goddammit! I can't remember her cell. Text Conversation 2: Blocked Number: Director Goodall, just checking in. Goodall: New phone, sorry. Who is this? Blocked Number: Director Stephenson at Site-78. Blocked Number: The actual Site-78. Not the downwelling zone. Blocked Number: Your crew's going crazy. We need to give the people in R&D a raise. Blocked Number: We're considering ending the test soon, but there's a problem. Goodall: What? Blocked Number: Daniels is refusing to lift lockdown. We've tried a dozen memetic triggers, but nothing's persuading him. Blocked Number: We're thinking a mutiny might be in order. We still have a couple of crew nearby which could trigger one. Goodall: No, this is good. Goodall: Let them stew for a while longer. Then, have Daniels stuff himself into the escape pod. Goodall: I think I just realized where I lost my phone. Date: 2019/5/14 Phenomena: The entire Collections Department reports being unable to breathe. This is in spite of the fact that they are, in fact, able to breathe. Notes: This is believed to be correlated to the appearance of a sperm whale in the vicinity of the site. Relationship unknown. Date: 2019/5/12 or 2019/5/15 Phenomena: The day after May 14th, all time stamps assert that it is May 12th. This cannot be corrected by any means. Notes: Corrected itself at midnight on the second May 12th, currently May 15th. Follow Up: Computer system is to be recalibrated. Computer system corrected itself. + ACCESS CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Danny Tubb') - COLLAPSE CREW MEMBER JOURNAL ENTRY ('Danny Tubb') 30/4/2019 I swear to God, I saw Director Goodall before he left. It might've been one of those god damned hallucinations, but I saw him before everything started happening, after he left. The logs all say he disappeared from the systems at 1500 hours. But at 1700 hours, I saw him walking around the site. He was wearing one of those rubber jumpsuits that the divers wear under the big diving suits. I tried waving hello to him, but he just made a sideways glance to me and nodded. I was suspicious— he wasn't close at all to the departures bay— so I hid behind a tall plant to watch him. He walked up to a wall, opened up a hidden panel, and input some code. A door opened, and he climbed up a ladder before the door closed behind him. The more I look at the site, the more it reminds me of an ant farm. Do you know "HexBugs," those robot bugs that you put in the plastic tubes to watch them crawl around? Most of the site is made of reinforced glass, like someone could look in and watch us work. I only say this because I've felt like I've been watched for the past few days. Oh, I never actually described anything that went wrong today. Nothing, except for some weird yellow gas I saw coming out of the air vents. It's probably something wrong with the air recycler, I'll talk about it with the techies tomorrow. Date: 2019/5/17 Phenomena: Crew members report Director Daniels boarding an escape pod and leaving the Site, despite the lockdown. Notes: Destination appears to be a boat floating near the surface. Hallucination has persisted for 30 days. Follow Up: Footnotes 1. A large amount of kelp has grown along the top of the trench. Due to the lack of fauna in the area to consume it, it has formed a large forest, as well as a patch of kelp on the surface not dissimilar to that found in the Sargasso Sea. This is in spite of the fact that this forest should not exist in the aphotic zone, where sunlight cannot reach it. 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SCP-5484	safe	by BlazingPie & Ralliston Co-written by BlazingPie and Ralliston ► BlazingPie's Authorpage ► Ralliston's Authorpage Image Sources: The Site-120 logo used in the header was created by EstrellaYoshte for the purpose of all articles regarding such. Please check out more of their absolutely stellar work here. Name of the file: warning.png Source: N/A License: Creative Commons Author: djkaktus. Name of the file: elevator.png Source: link License: Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International Author: WayTooAztec Notes: Edited by JackalRelated for the purpose of this article Name of the file: elevator2.png Source: link License: Creative Commons Author: The Legendary Ranger [{$authorPage} ▸ More by this Author ◂] {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 5484 Level2 Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: warning link to memo SCP-5484 as seen from within the elevator shaft. Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-120 Site-120 Director Council Mieczysław Bury N/A Entry doors to SCP-5484, located on Site-120's fourth level. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5484 is to be sealed off from the remainder of Site-120's building. Until it can be repurposed to serve as an elevator again, Site-120 staff are encouraged to use the remaining means of transport as alternative ways to traverse the building. Description: SCP-5484 is a spacetime disruption taking the form of a seemingly endless pit, located within Elevator 2B's shaft in Site-120, Częstochowa, Poland.1 Alongside its walls, numerous thaumaturgic markings, mainly depicting phrases such as "suffering," "pain," and "gateway," are located, with markings of both high Akiva Radiation and low Hume levels being detected next to it. Though so far, no Foundation equipment was able to reach SCP-5484's bottom, recording equipment sent into it detects muffled noises consistent with human moans, screams, and silent humming coming from within it. The deepest the Foundation had been able to venture into SCP-5484 was a depth of approximately 25 kilometers down2 — though almost no differences were noted with the increasing depth as compared to the higher parts of the anomaly, a small increase in temperature has been noticed around the deeper parts of it. Similarly, the volume of the sounds coming from within it has been noted to increase slightly with increasing depth — though not enough to be well comprehended by Foundation staff. From materials gathered during its discovery, it's theorized SCP-5484 leads to — or at least a version therefor — the catholic version of Hell, as described within the Bible. Though this hypothesis is still being investigated, due to the abnormal amounts of pain energy as well as thaumaturgical and theological processes detected within the anomaly, it is still a possible explanation. Addendum.5484.1: Discovery ▶ACCESS ADDENDUM◀ ▷CLOSE◁ SCP-5484 was discovered on 05/09/2003, following an attack from a subgroup of GoI-120 ("Triumviraté")3 on Site-120. During the group's escape from the facility, it initiated a ritual which would, as described in scripts carried by it "Open a gate to Hell itself, consuming your enemies whole." Though it went as planned, due to the ritual site being so remote, it had only affected the elevator, rather than the entire site as initially planned by the group. Following the ritual's activation, all of the group's members were consumed by the forming spatial disruption, effectively eliminating them from the Site. The following are SCP-5484 test logs conducted shortly after the anomaly's discovery. TEST 1 PROCEDURE: Throw a standard testing object (a small steel ball) into SCP-5484. OUTCOME: Test subject has not been recovered. It is presumed to still be falling down SCP-5484. TEST 2 PROCEDURE: Same as Test 1. OUTCOME: Test subject rapidly flew out of SCP-5484 after three minutes of falling. It was covered with salty water and sand of unknown origin. TEST 3 PROCEDURE: Same as Test 1. OUTCOME: Test subject rapidly flew out of SCP-5484 after four minutes of falling, this time additionally covered with wet kelp. [9 LOGS OMMITED] TEST 13 PROCEDURE: Descend into SCP-5484 using a remote drone. OUTCOME: The drone descended to a depth of approximately 4 kilometers, after which it ceased communication. All attempts to locate it have failed. Last footage sent by the drone was that of an unknown fluid, similar in appearance to water. TEST 14 PROCEDURE: Same as Test 13. OUTCOME: The drone descended to a depth of approximately 6 kilometers, after which it ceased communication. All attempts to locate it have failed. Temperature readings recorded an increase of 5 degrees Celsius. Last footage sent was similar to Test 3. TEST 15 PROCEDURE: Same as Test 13. OUTCOME: The drone descended to a depth of approximately 10 kilometers, after which it ceased communication. All attempts to locate it have failed. Audio equipment recorded sounds consistent with muffled human speech, rushing wind, and sea waves. TEST 16 PROCEDURE: Same as Test 13. OUTCOME: The drone descended to a depth of approximately 25 kilometers, after which it ceased communication. All attempts to locate it have failed. Akiva radiation, which became significant enough to be detected after 20 kilometers, increased with depth to the point of sensor overflow. ▷CLOSE◁ Addendum.5484.2: Further SCP-5484 Research ▶ACCESS ADDENDUM◀ ▷CLOSE◁ The following is a log of initial research conducted on SCP-5484 as done by Site-120's staff. VIDEO LOG DATE: 07/09/2003 »BEGIN LOG« Both present parties are standing on the walls of the elevator shaft, protected by appropriate equipment, looking down into the pit of SCP-5484. Around them, inactive Foundation terrain scanners can be seen, with Micheals holding a small screen linked to them and an activation console. Micheals:4 Y-Yep, that's Hell alright. Bury:5 Well, this ain't good. Micheals: Because we literally have Hell near our offices? Bury: No, because we'll actually have to clean somethin' up for once. Both pause for a second, during which Micheals activates the scanners. All beep with dim light, and three seconds later, the tablet he is holding lights up. Micheals: Hmm… y-yeah. Wormhole type — dimensional portal, high Akiva, — though mainly focused around the worship of one entity — t-temperatures higher than 26 Celcius, and the constant hatred outputs and suffering filters. We got Hell on our hands, and it's not pretty. Bury: Why's that, if I may? Micheals looks directly into Bury's eyes. Micheals: Well. Aside from the fact it's, y-you know, literally Hell, the pain scanners are… really, really bad. The sheer amount of suffering within is genuinely staggering, to the point my tech's overloading. Give me a moment though. I-I have to check something. Micheals taps the screen twice. Micheals: It will… take a while. He pauses for a second. Micheals: Though, if it's not a mistake, then Jesus. The amount of pain emitted from this would be able to literally power the human civilization for millennia if harvested well. I always imagined a theoretical Hell would be bad, but this… is just… no. No. Bury: Is this much of a surprise, though? Haven't we discovered Hell already a while back? Heard a thing about it or two sometime ago. Micheals: I, I mean, yes, we did, but 5572's an absurdly specific afterlife. Even that, it's just… an actual pleasure when compared to this. I… I'll have to bring this to the rest of the Directors. No one deserves this end to their story. Both pause for a second. Bury: If it's so horrible, then what cause even spawned this, actually? What's the Trumbiratee's — Trumbiratee's? — problem? Micheals: Triumviraté's. Just general hatred, I imagine. If their goal is to bring back the lands we stole from them in their eyes, I don't think bringing Hell to someone for bringing Hell onto you is… fair, honestly. Hatred only breeds more hatred, and— oh! The scanner beeps three times in a row, finishing the scanning. Micheals: Oh, oh no. Bury: What's going on? Micheals: I… it's even worse. Bury: Whatcha mean? Micheals: [REDACTED]6 Bury: W-what? Micheals: Exactly what you heard me say. Bury: J-Jesus fucking Christ. That… no. Just… no. All pause for a moment. Micheals: We will have to contact Overwatch about this, just to make sure this is real. Because if it is… Jesus Christ. »END LOG« In light of further information gathered from scans of the area SCP-5484 leads to as well as the log results, two days later, Overwatch Command issued the following: Project Gratia Proposal THE OFFICE OF O5-1 In light of all of the discoveries made following initial contact with SCP-5484, the entire SCP Foundation is to change its approach towards all subjects. In previous years, we valued coldness and objectivity over kindness and other human virtues, even after our policies had to change so many years ago after Esterberg's fall and Directive Alpha/1911. However, in the light of newly acquired information, we can never let a single person be a victim of what most likely comes as a punishment for our sins after death. We still do not know the exact nature of Hell presented to us by SCP-5484. It is, however, an afterlife different from all known descriptions of Hell in recorded human history. And, from what we have gathered, we can be certain that it is not an afterlife one would want to be stuck in. As we have no other choice than to continue research on SCP-5484, we propose Project Gratia as a temporary containment strategy. We, as the Foundation, need to redeem our personnel as quickly as possible. — O5-1 ▷CLOSE◁ Addendum.5484.3: File update — 14/09/2003 ▶ACCESS ADDENDUM◀ ▷CLOSE◁ File update — 14/09/2003 SITE-120 DIRECTOR COUNCIL On 13/09/2003, the second and final inspection of SCP-5484's runes prior to the proper Foundation-wide activation of Project Gratia has been conducted by Site-120's Grand Thaumist and Thaumaturgical Archivist and its Director Council member, Daniel Asheworth. Aside from numerous differences between translations of said runes and the ones after the second scan, it was noted that the major rune, used to complete the ritual and properly activate the portal, was mistakenly written with a single "l," resulting in the portal leading to the Hel peninsula of Poland, rather than to a potential torturous afterlife. Due to this, all plans regarding Project Gratia are currently being pulled back. All similarities between the vision of a hellish afterlife and Poland are currently being investigated. ▷CLOSE◁ Footnotes 1. Prior to SCP-5484's initial manifestation, the elevator was fully functional. 2. As seen during an unmanned drone exploration. 3. Fae for "we will prevail;" a large-scale organized Fae terrorist group, focused on reclaiming its supposed territory back from humanity, not infrequently focusing on Foundation Sites to do so, mainly operating from within Esterberg. 4. Dr. James Micheals, member of Site-120's Director Council and its Ontokinetics and Spatial Disruptions Chief. 5. Mieczysław Bury, lead of Site-120's Maintenance Team. 6. Just because you want to know what it meant, doesn't mean you should. — J. Micheals. 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SCP-5485	pending	SCP-5485 Byㅤ Placeholder McD Published on 23 Mar 2021 03:33 Information regarding SCP-5485 carries a memetic property inducing increased levels of suspicion and speculation, particularly regarding the nature of SCP-5485 and of Site-5485 itself. This appears to have afflicted Site-5485 staff in the wake of the event as suggested by various edits to their internal documents, taking the form of "[citation needed]" or similar. SCP-5485 Contest Archive » JamCon 2021 » SCP-5485 by Placeholder McD 8 Item#: SCP-5485 Level5 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: {$disruption-class} Risk Class: {$risk-class} link to memo SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: The SCP-5485 file is locked effective immediately, and identifying information concerning Site-██ (hereafter Site-5485) is expunged from all relevant documentation. No changes which further illustrate its potential causes are to be made to this document. Attempts to reach rational consensus regarding the nature and/or causes of SCP-5485 must be prevented by any means necessary. As such, SCP-5485's classification is to remain Pending indefinitely. Site-5485 interior converted by SCP-5485. DESCRIPTION: SCP-5485 was a logical restructuring.[citation needed] event which occurred on 1999/02/29. For reasons yet to be fully understood, SCP-5485 resulted in the translocation of Site-5485 to the floor of the Mediterranean Sea, approximately 700km off the Hydran coast of Greece. Several of the Site's apparatus have been directly converted into equipment consistent with other Submerged Foundation Sites circa 1910-1930. This conversion affected the entirety of the facility's exterior, as well as several internal structures (see right). Information regarding SCP-5485 carries a memetic.[citation needed] property inducing increased levels of suspicion and speculation, particularly regarding the nature of SCP-5485 and of Site-5485 itself. This appears to have afflicted Site-5485 staff in the wake of the event as suggested by various edits to their internal documents, taking the form of "[citation needed]" or similar. The following is an excerpt from the Site-5485 Dossier, as retrieved from the Site-01 Secure Database: Located in the Pindus Mountains Region of Greece, Site-██ is a communications hub for the Foundation's Western European branch, most notably specializing in the monitoring and study of various Groups of Interest and their respective regional presences. Both overt and covert interactions with GoI-004 ("Church of the Broken God") are primarily coordinated from this location. SCP-5485-A are files retrieved from Site-5485's database during its discovery. These files serve as vectors for SCP-5485's memetic effect, and document the decline of logical consensus among affected personnel regarding the nature and function of Site-5485. Site-5485's interior has demonstrated non-Euclidean topology and lack of continuity consistent with anartist stunts by members of GoI-2979 ("Are We Cool Yet?") with a substantial focus on the breakdown of logical superstructures and coherency. Effects documented include: the aforementioned conversion of Site structures into submersible technology memetic hazards painted on the insides of windows, causing both affected personnel and sea life to fold in half, perishing instantly persistent tapping sounds originating from the inside of any protective headwear blue walls.[citation needed] Further effects were unable to be documented as MTF personnel's abilities to logically discern their surroundings degraded with time. When asked to apply standard cognitive resistance technologies, remaining personnel swam out of the Site's entrance and separated into several chunks of flesh, which remained animate and proceeded to join a school of fish. DISCOVERY: Prior to SCP-5485, RAISA.Records and Information Security Administration Director Maria Jones received a call from Site-5485 regarding a database discrepancy. The call's transcript is as follows: AUDIO TRANSCRIPT 5485-A OFFICER OF RECORD: RAISA Director Maria Jones « BEGIN LOG » Dir. Jones: RAISA Offices, Director Jones speaking. Unknown: Hi, yes, I'm calling because you've got the wrong file. Your eyes must be sideways. Dir. Jones: …excuse me? [The caller sighs exasperatedly.] Unknown: Your file says that we're a Communications Site. I think you must have us mixed up with another facility, 'cause no way in hell are any of the robot-worshippers going to dive down here. [A pause as Dir. Jones examines the caller ID.] Dir. Jones: Just to confirm, you're calling from Site-██? Unknown: Yes, I can see it, it's right here. My eyes are straight. Dir. Jones: And who am I speaking to, exactly? Unknown: Site Director, Han Sharpe. Though you haven't got me listed in your version of the Dossier, for some reason. [A pause punctuated by the sounds of a mechanical keyboard.] Dir. Jones: You'd better not be joking, Director Sharpe, because I have no record of anyone by your name being employed at the Foundation. Unknown: Sharpe with a 'Q'. Dir. Jones: What? Unknown: Sharpe is spelled with a 'Q'. [A longer pause.] Dir. Jones: You've got thirty seconds to state your authorization token. [The caller breathes heavily for a few moments.] Unknown: Citation needed. Dir. Jones: What? [The caller terminates the call.] « END LOG » Exterior drawings. All subsequent contact with Site-5485 was lost, causing significant disruption of Foundation Western European operations and resulting in the failure of a reconnaissance mission surrounding GoI-004 activity. Site-5485's distress beacon was later detected by another secure facility stationed on the island of Hydra. Within twelve hours, MTF personnel were able to successfully locate and explore the now-submerged Site. Of note was the defacement of the facility's exterior with several crude drawings of machinery, fish, and seemingly-unrelated symbols (see right). Twelve mineral statues, composed primarily of calcium, were found seated at various tables in the Site's cafeteria displaying expressions of apparent anguish or laughter. In front of each was an identical meal tray possessing one ID Card, one carton of milk, and a goldfish. Said ID cards were found to belong to Site-5485 research personnel whose likeness' were depicted by the statues. No other personnel were found..[citation needed] ADDENDUM 5485-1: Event Log SUMMARY: The following SCP-5485 Event Log is compiled from various video and audio files recovered from Site-5485. The accuracy of these files, and the extent to which they were affected by SCP-5485, are unknown. « BEGIN LOG » 14:06 In the Director's office, a man seated at his desk initiates a call on his phone. This is the call transcribed above, during which the man stands up from his desk and paces aimlessly. 14:08 In the Site's cafeteria, a humanoid figure enters the room wearing deep-sea diving equipment. Personnel wave to the figure as if this is a common occurrence. 14:09 During the Director's call, he takes off his shoes. He reaches into the left shoe and produces a bright blue letter Q. He ends his call soon after. 14:17 There appears to be a cut in the cafeteria's video footage, but the timestamp remains the same. Within an instant, personnel have spread to the outer walls of the cafeteria, pointing to the center of the room and apparently screaming (though no audio is present to verify this). The diver is gone. 14:22 The Director is now seated in another chair in his office. With a packaging knife, he carefully slices his left shoe in two, shaking them as if attempting to empty their contents. After nothing comes out, he reaches into his right shoe, producing another letter Q. 14:26 The cafeteria's footage again appears to cut, or splice with another set of footage. The room's lights are now off; through the windows, schools of fish are now visible. All tables in the cafeteria have been pushed against the walls. Personnel are seated in a circle in the center of the floor. The diver gradually walks around the outside of the circle. 14:30 The Director's office footage is corrupted. 14:35 The cafeteria's lights turn back on. The walls are blue. The personnel and cafeteria tables are absent. On the floor, a set of deep-sea diving gear has been discarded. Adjacent to it, the letters "LHOOQ" are spelled out in an arrangement of dead salmon. 14:36 The cafeteria's footage ends. 15:00 The Director's office becomes visible again. Director Sharpe's dismembered remains are arranged in a neat pile on his chair. Atop them, a large, bright-blue letter Q is visible intersecting his skull. The words "citation needed" are painted on the wall in blood. « END LOG » NOTE: The Director, "Han (Q?) Sharpe" has been identified as Site-5485 Director Joseph Rutherford. ADDENDUM 5485-2: Incident Report DATE: 1999/04/01 OFFICER OF RECORD: O5-2 SUMMARY: Dir. Jones was notified of an unauthorized edit to the Site-01 Secure Database; the Site-5485 Facility Dossier was edited to falsely suggest that it had always been a Submerged Research and Containment Facility, and various footnotes were appended to the SCP-5485 file questioning the authenticity of the document. This edit was traced to a local access terminal and MTF personnel were dispatched to handle the offender. However, upon arrival, there was no offender to be found; instead, the access terminal had been fused with a mass of wires and decomposing trout. Personnel who directly viewed the structure lost interest in relevant tasks and proceeded to sit in a circle on the floor surrounding it. Further attempts to remove the structure resulted in more personnel succumbing to its influence; this was compounded by the breakdown of logical reality in its presence. Over the course of several hours, the affected personnel consumed the remaining trout carcasses, followed by the consumption of the mechanical parts of the structure, resulting in their gruesome deaths. After ample discussion amongst Overseer personnel, affected areas of the Site were sealed, condemned and stabilized via Reality-Anchoring technologies. UPDATE 1999/04/03: By consensus of O5 Council, the SCP-5485 file has been locked indefinitely. Personnel are not to be informed of the nature of the condemned sections of Site-01, nor why its walls are blue..[no citation needed] More by Placeholder McD Less by Placeholder McD SOLO WORKS Author Page PLACEHOLDER STAFF DOCUMENT +146 edited 12 Oct 2023 17:48 commented 27 Feb 2024 06:35 SCP Articles McDoctorate's Proposal +275 edited 01 Feb 2024 13:51 commented 15 Sep 2024 11:40 SCP-2011-EX +211 edited 19 Feb 2024 02:07 commented 11 Jun 2024 14:45 SCP-5241 +254 edited 22 Sep 2024 12:17 commented 23 Nov 2024 10:33 SCP-INTEGER +696 edited 19 Feb 2024 02:22 commented 08 Oct 2024 11:53 SCP-5485 +114 edited 19 Feb 2024 02:49 commented 13 Sep 2021 05:59 SCP-5756 +163 edited 15 Apr 2024 16:49 commented 12 Sep 2024 22:21 SCP-6416 +182 edited 26 Mar 2024 20:15 commented 27 Nov 2024 13:09 SCP-7579 +326 edited 14 May 2024 14:13 commented 18 Oct 2024 20:40 SCP-6276 +167 edited 14 May 2024 14:11 commented 18 Oct 2024 20:03 Tales AI Classification Guide +163 edited 09 Oct 2024 19:22 commented 30 Jan 2022 20:07 BLANK +128 edited 01 Oct 2024 17:48 commented 03 Feb 2023 01:34 CAST +104 edited 01 Oct 2024 17:49 commented 26 Nov 2024 10:26 CONTEST CONTEST +165 edited 12 Oct 2024 17:01 commented 22 Sep 2024 20:22 PLACEHOLDER +167 edited 01 Oct 2024 17:48 commented 25 Nov 2024 06:36 Facility Dossiers GoI Formats Hubs Supplements Abridged Retirement Proposals +77 edited 07 Jun 2023 14:07 commented 12 Feb 2024 20:38 Themes BLANKSTYLE CSS +72 edited 26 Oct 2023 19:20 commented 12 Dec 2021 10:16 Retro AIAD Theme +42 edited 11 Mar 2021 08:50 commented 04 May 2021 12:53 COLLAB WORKS SCP Articles Abraka David's Proposal +251 edited 07 Nov 2023 16:04 commented 27 Apr 2024 18:17 Various Ihp/Locke Proposal +563 edited 11 Jul 2024 17:32 commented 27 Oct 2024 01:49 EstrellaYoshte Ihp S D Locke SCP-5841 +126 edited 23 Sep 2024 19:41 commented 17 Nov 2024 22:43 Tyumen SCP-5956 +456 edited 11 Jul 2024 00:27 commented 20 Sep 2024 00:32 HarryBlank SCP-6488 +409 edited 13 Oct 2024 09:32 commented 21 Oct 2024 19:09 Liryn feat. 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HarryBlank SCP-7528 +200 edited 01 Oct 2024 18:28 commented 16 Dec 2024 20:56 Gabriel Kero HarryBlank SCP-7555 +199 edited 01 Aug 2024 18:57 commented 12 Apr 2024 22:27 Gabriel Kero SCP-7566 +97 edited 09 Oct 2024 20:57 commented 05 Apr 2024 22:21 Gabriel Kero HarryBlank Tales FRAGMENTED / COMPILED +85 edited 11 Oct 2024 20:02 commented 10 Nov 2021 00:26 Its a Bad Idea Pedagon Tyumen Facility Dossiers Secure Facility Dossier: Area-12 +109 edited 16 Aug 2024 16:48 commented 16 May 2022 02:23 Gabriel Kero Hubs ADMONITION +551 edited 04 Jul 2024 13:01 commented 21 Oct 2024 11:47 Liryn I, Hub (April Fools) +100 edited 11 Oct 2024 19:00 commented 06 Feb 2022 12:10 Various No Return Hub +257 edited 22 Nov 2024 21:10 commented 05 Jun 2024 00:18 Aethris DarkStuff Grigori Karpin HarryBlank Ihp Liryn S D Locke Site-17 Deepwell Catalog +293 edited 22 Dec 2024 05:28 commented 19 Dec 2024 05:49 Liryn Nagiros Supplements Project Isorropía +205 edited 06 Jan 2024 18:00 commented 17 Jun 2024 15:00 EstrellaYoshte Ihp S D Locke SCP-5243 Video Transcripts +129 edited 15 Apr 2024 16:53 commented 04 Oct 2024 12:04 HarryBlank Themes 5K Theme +61 edited 21 Feb 2024 13:00 commented 29 Jan 2023 04:58 Liryn ADMONITION Theme +57 edited 23 Mar 2024 22:27 commented 21 Dec 2023 23:04 Liryn Basalt Theme +239 edited 07 Jul 2024 22:21 commented 06 Jul 2024 05:00 EstrellaYoshte Liryn Bedrock Theme +82 edited 08 Jan 2024 13:14 commented 22 Jun 2024 20:59 EstrellaYoshte Liryn A little goes a long way. 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border-image: url('https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/theme%3Aflopstyle-dark/wl_border.png') 600 round; border-image-width: 6; padding: 2vw; } by PlaguePJP & Grigori Karpin SCP-5486 — Conjunction Immemorial On Guard-43 Canon More by PlaguePJP & More by Grigori Karpin ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 5486 Level3 Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: {$disruption-class} Risk Class: {$risk-class} link to memo SCP-5486 affecting President Ronald Reagan, as viewed through memetic-thoughtform discerning filter applied to original photographic evidence. Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-5486's incorporeal nature, containment efforts are currently dedicated to tracking and documenting cases of SCP-5486 possession. Foundation scientists are developing a method of containment that would prolong a target's notoriety, keeping SCP-5486 "trapped" in a way that would allow for easier observation and testing. By reading this file, you are agreeing to be an active participant in the testing of this proposed method. Description: SCP-5486 is the designation for a non-corporeal, extra-dimensional entity that feeds off notoriety. The anomaly will “possess” one individual at a time – often subjects that are on the brink of, or already the focus of, public scrutiny and/or growing infamy within their given society. The pattern to the possession is variable but usually follows a similar trajectory to the following: Subject begins to seek public engagement in a more significant way than previously recorded behavior. Subject’s position within a society’s culture is advanced, through political position or popular attention in media Subject becomes a significant modal identifier in the noosphere1 Subject’s public persona becomes historically significant for the given era, often being the focus of discourse long after their activities are reduced due to illness, retirement, or death. Occasionally, the subject is involved in a scandal or becomes the focus of viral memes within a culture Addendum 5486.1: Discovery In July 2003, while investigating an unrelated anomaly in the noosphere, MTF-Kappa-43 notified Site-43 that an unknown entity was overwriting the presence of a well-known artist. The entity, designated SCP-5486, was seen attaching noospheric tendrils from its being to the conceptual area around the artist. Further investigation utilizing noospheric-memetic analysis allowed for the entity’s presence to be recorded in image form, most often resembling a faint emanation of color surrounding a possessed subject’s cranium. Addendum 5486.2: Notable Instances of Possession2 The following list of possessed individuals was collated through examination of historical records and careful analysis of noospheric emanations covering thousands of years. SCP-5486’s movements can be reasonably tracked in this manner. Hatshepsut: Queen of Egypt from 1479 to 1458 BCE, only the second known confirmed female ruler of that nation. Subject established trade routes long since abandoned by previous rulers and took part in significant building projects throughout her reign. Aristophanes: Great comedic playwright from Athens, active from 423 BCE to 405 BCE probably best well known for his play The Clouds. Sometimes credited as the first comedic writer in Western civilization, his are the earliest comedic works to have survived to the modern era. Marcus Aurelius: Ruled the Roman Empire from 161 to 180 CE but probably best known for his collections of philosophical commentaries, entitled Meditations. Frederick Douglass: Outspoken and widely respected leader of the abolition movement in the mid-19th century in the United States. Elizabeth Barrett Browning: English poet in the Romantic movement, alive from 1806 to 1861 CE. Friedrich Nietzsche: German philosopher and author. Famous for his argumentative style and the phrase "God is Dead." The title of "Nihilist" has been incorrectly placed on him, despite much of his philosophy focusing on critiquing humanity in order for it to improve. Sigmund Freud: The founder of psychoanalysis and creator of the psychic structure model.3 Freud formulated many controversial theories, mostly regarding sexual development and culture. Archduke Frans Ferdinand: Presumptive heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne, his assassination on 28 June 1914, directly led to the conflict now known as the First World War. Dr. Blank hypothesizes that the subject’s possession by SCP-5486 led to his becoming a target of the Young Bosnian political faction.4 Margaret Thatcher: Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 4 May 1979 to 28 November 1990. A controversial figure supporting policies far to the right of the political spectrum, she nonetheless won three elections but resigned after her position was challenged and other members of her cabinet did not support her views. Update – 27 December, 2006: It is currently theorized that SCP-5486 is adapting its feeding cycle to more conceptual targets. The entity no longer must possess a specific person, but can instead form noospheric connections to conceptual constructs within a given culture. This file is outdated. An updated version can be viewed below. Access current iteration? Footnotes 1. Noticeable as an independent idea/concept beyond the person. 2. This list is not exhaustive. For a complete record of confirmed possessions, please contact Lead Researcher Blank. 3. Id, Ego, and Superego. 4. Directly responsible for his assassination. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5486" by Grigori Karpin & PlaguePJP, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5486. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: Ronald and Maggie Author: Unknown License: In the Public Domain Source Link: LINK Additional Notes: Edited by Grigori Karpin Filename: 5486-logo Author: HarryBlank License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: LINK Additional Notes: Used with express permission.
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Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-5486's incorporeal nature, containment efforts are currently dedicated to tracking and documenting cases of SCP-5486 possession. Foundation scientists are developing a method of containment that would prolong a target's notoriety, keeping SCP-5486 "trapped" in a way that would allow for easier observation and testing. By reading this file, you are agreeing to be an active participant in the testing of this proposed method. Description: SCP-5486 is the designation for a non-corporeal, extra-dimensional entity that feeds off notoriety. The anomaly will “possess” one individual at a time – often subjects that are on the brink of, or already the focus of, public scrutiny and/or growing infamy within their given society. The pattern to the possession is variable but usually follows a similar trajectory to the following: Subject begins to seek public engagement in a more significant way than previously recorded behavior. Subject’s position within a society’s culture is advanced, through political position or popular attention in media Subject becomes a significant modal identifier in the noosphere1 Subject’s public persona becomes historically significant for the given era, often being the focus of discourse long after their activities are reduced due to illness, retirement, or death. Occasionally, the subject is involved in a scandal or becomes the focus of viral memes within a culture Addendum 5486.1: Discovery In July 2003, while investigating an unrelated anomaly in the noosphere, MTF-Kappa-43 notified Site-43 that an unknown entity was overwriting the presence of a well-known artist. The entity, designated SCP-5486, was seen attaching noospheric tendrils from its being to the conceptual area around the artist. Further investigation utilizing noospheric-memetic analysis allowed for the entity’s presence to be recorded in image form, most often resembling a faint emanation of color surrounding a possessed subject’s cranium. Addendum 5486.2: Notable Instances of Possession2 The following list of possessed individuals was collated through examination of historical records and careful analysis of noospheric emanations covering thousands of years. SCP-5486’s movements can be reasonably tracked in this manner. Hatshepsut: Queen of Egypt from 1479 to 1458 BCE, only the second known confirmed female ruler of that nation. Subject established trade routes long since abandoned by previous rulers and took part in significant building projects throughout her reign. Aristophanes: Great comedic playwright from Athens, active from 423 BCE to 405 BCE probably best well known for his play The Clouds. Sometimes credited as the first comedic writer in Western civilization, his are the earliest comedic works to have survived to the modern era. Marcus Aurelius: Ruled the Roman Empire from 161 to 180 CE but probably best known for his collections of philosophical commentaries, entitled Meditations. Frederick Douglass: Outspoken and widely respected leader of the abolition movement in the mid-19th century in the United States. Elizabeth Barrett Browning: English poet in the Romantic movement, alive from 1806 to 1861 CE. Friedrich Nietzsche: German philosopher and author. Famous for his argumentative style and the phrase "God is Dead." The title of "Nihilist" has been incorrectly placed on him, despite much of his philosophy focusing on critiquing humanity in order for it to improve. Sigmund Freud: The founder of psychoanalysis and creator of the psychic structure model.3 Freud formulated many controversial theories, mostly regarding sexual development and culture. Archduke Frans Ferdinand: Presumptive heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne, his assassination on 28 June 1914, directly led to the conflict now known as the First World War. Dr. Blank hypothesizes that the subject’s possession by SCP-5486 led to his becoming a target of the Young Bosnian political faction.4 Margaret Thatcher: Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 4 May 1979 to 28 November 1990. A controversial figure supporting policies far to the right of the political spectrum, she nonetheless won three elections but resigned after her position was challenged and other members of her cabinet did not support her views. Update – 27 December, 2006: It is currently theorized that SCP-5486 is adapting its feeding cycle to more conceptual targets. The entity no longer must possess a specific person, but can instead form noospheric connections to conceptual constructs within a given culture. This file is outdated. An updated version can be viewed below. Access current iteration? Footnotes 1. Noticeable as an independent idea/concept beyond the person. 2. This list is not exhaustive. For a complete record of confirmed possessions, please contact Lead Researcher Blank. 3. Id, Ego, and Superego. 4. Directly responsible for his assassination. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5486" by Grigori Karpin & PlaguePJP, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5486. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: Ronald and Maggie Author: Unknown License: In the Public Domain Source Link: LINK Additional Notes: Edited by Grigori Karpin Filename: 5486-logo Author: HarryBlank License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: LINK Additional Notes: Used with express permission.
SCP-5487	safe	This case is CURRENTLY ACTIVE. Any personnel interfering with SCID investigations will be prosecuted to full extent of the law. LEVEL TWO/5487 CLASSIFICATION ITEM # SCP-5487 OBJECT CLASS Safe SCP-5487 ("Cardocran"). SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES The entirety of SCP-5487 is to be kept in special storage at Site-989. Two kilograms of 5487 are to be offloaded whenever appropriate to SCID Miami under Provision 57.M-B and 93. All used amounts of SCP-5487 are to be transported back to Site-989 via SCID courier and disposed of by a chemical team. Certain provisions to hospitals for SCP-5487 medical use is in consideration. DESCRIPTION SCP-5487 is the designation for the anomalous stimulant drug called "Cardocran", often nicknamed "Cardo". While SCP-5487 acts similarly to cocaine, its anomalous properties occur on its effect as a triple reuptake inhibitor (TRI): it approximately triples its efficiency while also removing its dependency issues on its subject. While SCP-5487 can be used as an alternative to cocaine, cocaine cannot be used as an alternative to 5487. 5487 is unable to be created without anomalous technology. It is currently unknown who created SCP-5487. ITEM HISTORY A version of SCP-5487 was discovered on the market by Foundation agents stationed in Miami, Florida, who later notified the Foundation. The compound was analyzed, and the 5487 designation was given to the drug. A subdivision of the Special Crimes Investigative Division (SCID) in Miami was created to combat the appearance and use of veil-breaking drugs to the general public. CASE 1987.CDO-005 OPENED. SOME FILES HAVE BEEN OMITTED. LEVEL FOUR/SCID CLASSIFICATION ON 5487/CARDOCRAN The cardocran given to our division is specifically modified by the Foundation to produce the effects of severe dependency upon use, without any tangible side effects otherwise. This should keep anyone who gets slipped it otherwise desperate enough to come back until we can catch them, then we can do our thing from there. Note that a selling point of cardocran is its low dependency issues, so expect repeat buyers to be agitated or angry. AQUIRED DATA Seized Cardocran. Cardocran has recently shown up again in the market labeled as "Cardonian Cocaine", described as a high-quality variant of cocaine stemming from the (fictional) Cardonia region of Peru. Analysis performed on the seized cardocran shows this does not appear to be the same type of cardocran sent to us by the Foundation. An operation will shortly be put in place to determine the source of this new cardocran. If we can nab the buyers, we can get them to give us the sellers. Keep your eyes out. Miami Vice has agreed to work with us on this one, considering it seems like they've been hit hard with this kind of thing popping up again. - Lieutenant J. Hernandez OPERATION YELLOWJACKET is a sting operation that will be conducted by the SCID with the help of MPD Vice on the afternoon of July 18th, 1987. The operation will commence at approximately 10:30, where SCID special teams will set up in the buildings around the main plaza of Hortin Marina. These teams will provide covering fire and/or general support should the sting go wrong, and are equipped with tear gas. Designated long-range combatants will be armed with M16A1 rifles from MPD SWAT. Lieutenant Hernandez and Captain Peters will be occupying an unmarked squad car from across the street for immediate support. Several other places (see Document OYJ.02 for specific placement) will also contain plainclothes or otherwise disguised officers. At 11:00, Detectives Richard Garrett and Manuel Acosta (undercover as sellers "Brad" and "De la Cruz") will meet the buyers. They will be accompanied by Foundation liaison Haskell, who is masquerading as a middleman. Acosta will also be outfitted with a wire to listen in on the conversation. Once the buyers trade off the money and receive the cardocran, they are to be immediately arrested. The MPD will be around on standby for the SCID's signal. Should any of the plan deviate or if it is apparent that the situation will escalate, the sting is to be immediately ended and the area secured by the SCID and MPD. [TAPE START] Acosta can be heard practicing breathing techniques. GARRETT Nervous? ACOSTA Hell yea, I'm nervous, man. No matter how many times I do this, my nerves got a mind of their own. GARRETT I get what you mean. It's more of a rush for me. ACOSTA A rush? You're crazy. Some kind of masochist? A rush my ass. They laugh. GARRETT I worked out all my nervousness in the firing range. I may not jitter like an addy, but I'm still feeling it all here. ACOSTA You know what will cure my nerves? GARRETT What would? ACOSTA If these buyers showed the fuck up already, damn. It's… 11:12 now. It ain't polite to keep your gift horse waiting man. Garrett blows a raspberry. GARRETT Don't worry about it. ACOSTA What if they canceled? We're just sitting here like zoo flamingos in this heat all for shit. GARRETT Doubt it. They need this trade more than we do. ACOSTA You're right, you're right. Haskie would've told us. ACOSTA I think it's the wire, the wire always sets me on end man. One faulty connection and now you're target numero uno for guys with MAC-10s. GARRETT Aah, don't worry about it. I got your back. It's just a sting, what's the worst that could happen, right? ACOSTA You're right, you're right. GARRETT …Is that them? ACOSTA Shit, yeah. Business face on. The two can be heard standing up, followed by approximately a minute of silence. BUYER 1 Know anyone by the name 'o… uhh, Brad and De la Cruz? ACOSTA Depends, who's asking? BUYER 2 Two-hundo-kay in your pocket, that's who. ACOSTA I see. Where's our midman? BUYER 1 Hell should I know? GARRETT He's a'mportant to us as the stuff you're gett'n. I'd like ta know you two digeridoos didn't knock him off befo' we hand this to ya. BUYER 1 No goddamn clue, dude. He just up and fucked off and said it was important. Frankly I don't have time for this chatter. We doing this or what? The two pause for a minute. ACOSTA Cough the dough up. BUYER 2 Woah woah, we ain't dumb. We do this the conventional way. BUYER 1 Suitcase open first, we test the product, you get your money and we all walk off a little happier. A suitcase can be heard opening, as well as a plastic cracking noise. Several seconds elapse as the suitcase is closed again. BUYER 2 And? BUYER 1 Real godlike shit there. Well then. I got this to give you- Two gunshots ring out. Buyer 2 yells. BUYER 1 Crap, setup! A firefight erupts. Multiple gunshots are heard as Acosta fires his CZ75 at the buyers. More armed personnel appear to be wildly shooting into the crossfire by Acosta. Det. Acosta enters a building, auditorily sounding to be flanking the armed buyers. Acosta re-emerges to the outside, where the gunfire has died down into several occasional shots. He yells and sprints. BUYER 1 Fuck! Acosta tackles Buyer 1. ACOSTA Police, Miami SCID. Keep those hands up and taste the concrete, bitch. Buyer 1 laughs. BUYER 1 Congrats, pal. BUYER 1 Agent Ballard. FBIUIU. FOUNDATION NOTICE ON YELLOWJACKET Due to an oversight in planning and an unprecedented violation in operations scale within the SCID, YELLOWJACKET led to the injuries of several officers in the SCID as well as the FBIUIU. The cause of the shootout was also investigated; it was found to be caused by the misjudgment of SCID Captain James Peters, who mistakenly thought UIU Agent Ivanovic was pulling out a pistol. Captain Peters has been demoted and put on unpaid administrative leave for a month. ON UIU PRESCENCE A unit of the FBIUIU was present at the time of the incident to carry out a sting operation against Foundation researchers possibly selling small amounts of SCP-5487 to the general public. Further investigation into this claim has uncovered a chain of misunderstandings stemming from a partnership with the UIU, curated by ████, over proceedings and undercover operations including the use of 5487. No other UIU presence was determined within the recent events. The FBIUIU has admitted their mistake over their wrongly-implemented investigation and misunderstanding of ████'s good intentions. OVERALL Further investigation into illegal production and distribution of SCP-5487 will be henceforth operated by the main branch of the Foundation. The SCID will be limited to low-level operations (with prior Foundation approval) and executing specific stakeouts/raids as given by the Foundation. This agreement will continue indefinitely until the Foundation believes the SCID is capable enough to handle such large cases without prompting or promoting unacceptable incidents. The failure of YELLOWJACKET rests squarely on each and every involved member of the SCID. You are accessing LEVEL 5 CLASSIFIED material. All violations of this classification will lead to amnesticization and termination of employment by the Foundation. !NOTICE! THIS FILE IS UNAVAILABLE FOR [O5-6] DUE TO CENSURE. DO NOT SHARE THIS FILE WITH THIS USER UNTIL THEIR VIEWING CLEARANCE IS REAPPROVED. RESTRICTED LEVEL FIVE CLASSIFICATION ITEM # SCP-5487 OBJECT CLASS Safe SCP-5487 ("Cardocran"). SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES The entirety of the internally-visible SCP-5487 stores are to be kept in special storage at Site-989. Two kilograms of 5487 are to be offloaded whenever appropriate to SCID Miami under Provision 57.M-B and 93. SCID Miami is to be used to insure the Foundation's dominance in the market for SCP-5487. Under O5 order, an additional five hundred kilograms are to be dispersed through secure channels to acquire express profits. The chemical team in charge of SCP-5487 disposal is to reconstitute any inconsistencies with third-party-created 5487 and redistribute it through the above network. Provisions to hospitals for SCP-5487 medical use is not in consideration at this time. DESCRIPTION SCP-5487 is the designation for the anomalous stimulant drug called "Cardocran", often nicknamed "Cardo". While SCP-5487 acts similarly to cocaine, its anomalous properties occur on its effect as a triple reuptake inhibitor (TRI): it approximately triples its efficiency while also removing its dependency issues on its subject. While SCP-5487 can be used as an alternative to cocaine, cocaine cannot be used as an alternative to 5487. 5487 is unable to be created without anomalous technology. Currently, the Foundation is the only major producer of SCP-5487. ITEM HISTORY Early chemical base of SCP-5487. An early prototype of SCP-5487 was discovered after a project to improve medical cocaine via SCP-914 adjustment. Foundation personnel eventually stabilized the most flagrant side-effects of the 5487 prototypes and codified them into the final SCP-5487 drug. Following the lead of PENTAGRAM in drug-related offerings, the Foundation dispersed the process of making 5487 to certain anomalous groups with the intention of receiving payments on its licensing. After enough money was circulated through this process to support the Foundation's own 5487 production cycle, the Special Crimes Investigative Division (SCID) in Miami was employed to unknowingly remove most major competitors. Despite a recent altercation over SCP-5487 involving the FBIUIU, SCID, and MPD-Vice, the major 5487 operation was not affected. Fault was placed on Foundation Liaison Mike Haskell and SCID Lieutenant Jaimie Hernandez, who were later terminated. Internal Agent Peters has been commended for his service in quickly bringing the affair to a close. The 5487 operation will continue as long as it is profitable for the Foundation to do so. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5487" by JackalRelated, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5487. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture {$custom-content} If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page To: ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN#ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN From: ten.34\|yarDneleH#ten.34\|yarDneleH Subject: SCP-5488 documentation Dr. Cann, Congratulations on being promoted to project lead. I understand this is your first major assignment since joining the Foundation and I want to say we're proud of what you've accomplished so far. I'm contacting you regarding the status of the SCP-5488 documentation; could you provide the rough draft for review? — Dr. Helen Dray To: ten.34\|yarDneleH#ten.34\|yarDneleH From: ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN#ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN Subject: Re: SCP-5488 documentation Oh, hey Dr. Dray! Sorry about that, my team and I have been very preoccupied with the testing. It's been quite a task keeping all the notes in order and trying to catalogue all the sticker effects. I do have the rough draft ready, though, it's attached to this email. Hope you enjoy. P.S. Do you think we can get approval to utilize a popcorn maker during the screening of SCP-5488 affected media? I want to see if it'll create any visible difference in regards to testing. — Dr. Nicholas Cann Attached: SCP-5488-rough.dox Item #: SCP-5488 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5488 is to be kept in a Manila envelope locked in a fire-proof safe within the Anomalous Items Archive of Site-43. The lock combination must be changed every two weeks. Interaction is restricted to Clearance Level-2 and above. The Research and Experimentation Section of Site-43 is presently soliciting testing proposals for SCP-5488. Contact Dr. Nicholas Cann for details. Description: SCP-5488 is a set of eight custom-made stickers (designated SCP-5488-A through H) resembling film industry rating labels. No physical anomalies beyond the failure to lose adhesive properties after multiple uses and extreme resistance to damage have been observed. When an instance of SCP-5488 is placed onto any form of media (movies, books, video games etc.) the physical appearance and contents of the media will be altered drastically, corresponding to the SCP-5488 instance. Examples of alterations include: addition or removal of coarse language; addition, expansion or censoring of scenes featuring violence and/or nudity; addition, alteration or removal of plot elements. All effects are instantaneously reversed with the removal of the SCP-5488 instance. The Foundation was alerted to the existence of SCP-5488 when user "falcon_crazy" of the conspiracy forum Parawatch claimed to own something "legit magical." The user supposedly discovered a set of anomalous rating stickers while performing spring cleaning in an under-the-stairs closet. MTF Kappa-43 ("The Mediators") recovered SCP-5488 and amnesticized its former owner, while the Identity and Technocryptography Section of Site-43 deleted the relevant forum posts. Addendum 5488-1, Abridged Testing Log: To access complete logs, contact Dr. Nicholas Cann. Media Rating SCP-5488 Instance Result Return of the Jedi (motion picture, 1983) PG 5488-F (NC-17 rating) The film proceeds as usual until the Super Star Destroyer Executor is destroyed at the Battle of Endor, at which point the narrative is interrupted by half an hour of additional scenes depicting thousands of Imperial troops and officers dying fiery deaths. The film briefly resumes before being interrupted again by twenty minutes of footage depicting significant Ewok casualties on the forest moon, and once more by over an hour of footage depicting hundreds of thousands of deaths when the second Death Star is destroyed. The triumphant "Ewok Celebration and Finale" theme is absent; the film's final scenes and credits play to a silent soundtrack. Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas (video game, 2004) AO 5488-G (Unrated) The game has been retitled Hot Coffee, and the only gameplay now available is a sexual intercourse minigame originally "dummied out" by the developers. The Very Hungry Caterpillar (children's book, 1969) N/A 5488-D (PG rating) The storyline of the book is largely unchanged, with the exception of an additional page of the caterpillar vomiting behind a picnic basket. The narrator then states that if the caterpillar had "not shovelled crap into its mouth and maybe tried eating a salad once in a damn while" then it would not have experienced this predicament. The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie (animated film, 2004) PG 5488-E (PG-13 rating) The film diverges upon reaching the "goofy goober" scene. The establishment depicted is now a karaoke bar with attractive female fish bartenders attending to the guests. SpongeBob and Patrick become inebriated and begin singing ribald and mildly profane drinking songs to the crowd. When King Neptune confronts Mr. Krabs about the stolen crown, instead of freezing him he instead has him arrested and scheduled to be put to death by hanging unless SpongeBob retrieves the crown. Plankton's dictatorship is shown to be more vicious, with added scenes of implied torture, executions and brutal forced labor being inflicted on civilians failing to meet the standards of his regime. The film ends with the citizens of Bikini Bottom being freed and Plankton subjected to capital punishment via being stomped repeatedly into the ground until expiring. Jaws (motion picture, 1985) PG 5488-C (R rating) No apparent change. The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (motion picture, 2003) PG-13 5488-H (X rating) Every scene depicting members of the main cast engaging in tender platonic dialogue has been replaced with one depicting a sexual act involving the same characters. These seventeen additional scenes increase the runtime to such an extent that the Blu-Ray disc's storage capacity is exceeded, and the film ends abruptly during a group orgy in the Minas Tirith Houses of Healing. To: ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN#ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN From: ten.34\|yarDneleH#ten.34\|yarDneleH Subject: RE: SCP-5488 documentation Dr Cann, If you want to bring snacks, then just say it. You don't need my permission. Just clean up the mess afterwards and there won't be any issues. The document looks ready for prime time, but I request that a picture of SCP-5488 be added before you upload. — Dr. Helen Dray To: ten.34\|yarDneleH#ten.34\|yarDneleH From: ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN#ten.34\|nnaCsalohciN Subject: Re: SCP-5488 documentation Sure thing, I'll get a photographer on it. Should be up in a minute. — Dr. Nicholas Cann >> AN UPDATED VERSION OF THIS FILE EXISTS. ACCESS? << ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5488" by nickthebrick1 and HarryBlank, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5488. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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SCP-5489	esoteric-class	SCP-5489: I, Nixon Author: Dr Phil McClaw does not match any existing user name, an actual crustacean ⚠️ Content warning: This article doesn't contain a content warning. :) ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Current instance of SCP-5489 Item #: SCP-5489 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5489 does not leave the boundaries of Site-48. Personnel are cautioned to use discretion when discussing classified information while SCP-5489 is unaccounted for. When SCP-5489 is located, personnel are to pretend to be oblivious to the anomaly and use designated hand signal to notify site security. Security will determine on a case-by-case basis whether to move SCP-5489 from point of manifestation. Edit 10/12/1996: SCP-5489 has currently taken residence in the Site-48 pool supply closet. Personnel are forbidden from discussing classified topics in pool area. Researcher Ustinov is instructed to continue counter-espionage campaign at least once per work day. Custodial staff have been instructed to refuse to acknowledge presence of SCP-5489 behind the locker. Description: SCP-5489 is a covert listening device created by GoI-16 which has infiltrated Site-48. SCP-5489 is a passive cavity resonator1 with no power supply; when 'illuminated' by correct radio frequency identification2, audio data can be transmitted through SCP-5489 to a radio demodulator. Although this demodulator has never been recovered, and although ultra-high frequencies operate via line-of-sight propagation, it is believed that SCP-5489 is transmitting this data to points outside of Site-48. SCP-5489 is sapient, capable of spontaneous translocation, and cannot be contained at a fixed location. Item has the superficial appearance of a framed photograph of former US President Richard Nixon, which changes with every relocation event. Addendum- Incidents: Item was discovered on 05/25/1989 by Officer Gomez. Object identified by CCTV to have manifested within right main elevator platform at 13:02. Unknown if object had infiltrated site prior to this. 05/25/1989 Location: Main Elevator Personnel Present: Officer Tillerson, Officer Gomez <Begin transcript> <Officers Gomez and Tillerson enter elevator.> Officer Tillerson: … So don't bitch at me about not getting you anything, you can go down to the break room yourself. Officer Gomez: Okay, it's nothing. <Officer Gomez makes visual contact with SCP-5489.> {$caption} Gomez: Hey, when did they put up a photo of Dick? Tillerson: What? <SCP-5489 translocates, leaving no trace.> Gomez: What? <End transcript> Afterword: Officers reported event as a containment breach or potential reality restructuring. Item was identified by search team multiple times with similar translocations as a result. 05/25/1989 Location: Evacuation Route A Personnel Present: Commanding Officer Ian, Officer Rogan, Technician Sweikart <Begin transcript> <Technician Sweikart and Officer Rogan are participating in the search for uncontained anomaly. Officer Rogan makes visual contact with anomaly.> Rogan: Okay, clear. <Officer Rogan pages C.O. Ian and Tech Sweikart the following message: "anom between portraits in evac". Sweikart and Rogan vacate the vicinity and begin taking readings across the spectrum.> Sweikart: [Whisper] No radiation from here. No heat. Rogan: [Whisper] Do we get closer? Sweikart: [Whisper] No, wait for C-O. <Pause.> Rogan: [Whisper] I'm getting closer. <Officer Rogan nonchalantly enters room. Radiation instruments do not spike, and Technician Sweikart enters for further readings.> Sweikart: So, uh… This hallway's really cozy, I think. Am I allowed to loiter here, normally, officer? Rogan: Oh yes that is normal, with your normal radio. <Technician Sweikart cycles the dial on his demodulator. Eventually, he reaches a signal which broadcasts both the audio from within Evac Route A as well as an unknown female speaking Russian. Technician pages Officer Rogan, two feet away, "should we get ustinov".> Ian: [Entering] Alright, which picture is the little shit? <SCP-5489 translocates, leaving no trace.> Rogan: God dammit! <End transcript> {$caption} Afterword: Data gathered- Item does not emit radiation or heat; Item has an internal cavity; Item only responds to tactile and acoustic stimulus Item continued to broadcast on same frequency after translocation Object relocated to Research Office C#6. Office was vacated pending proper containment. 05/26/1989 Location: Office C#6 Personnel Present: C.O. Ian, Technician Sweikart, Researcher Ustinov <Begin transcript> <Researcher Ustinov is recruited to perform counter-espionage upon SCP-5489.> Ustinov: [Whisper] No, yep. It's GRU alright. Straight said it. <Pause for more counter-espionage.> Ustinov: [Whisper] Yelled it. One of them is named Searchlight. Pissed that we're looking for their mole. Ian: What the hell do they want here? <Pause for more counter-espionage.> Ustinov: [Whisper] Okay, the other guy is done yelling. He signed off. Ian: Okay, how do we get the transmitter? Sweikart: Don't barge in. Ian: Alright, smart ass. Ustinov: I have an idea. <Ustinov enters C#6 with a demodulator to perform further counter-espionage. He slyly slinks into the seat below SCP-5489.> Ustinov: [Whisper] Psst. Tovarich. <Radio silence.> Ustinov: [Russian] Don't fly off. You need to change frequency. 620. No little mice on that channel. Yet. <Radio silence.> Ustinov: [RU] Searchlight, hurry, before they find your spot again. {$caption} <Radio silence.> SCP-5489: [RU] … Who is speaking? Ustinov: [RU] My designation cannot be disclosed. Double blind espionage on this site. This is extreme circumstances, the device needs to be exfiltrated. SCP-5489: [RU] They're not gonna catch me, I can stay. I will stay. <End transcript> Afterword: Researcher successfully kept SCP-5489 contained for over 40 minutes. 05/27/1989 Location: Wing B Restroom Stall #5 Personnel Present: Researcher Ustinov <Begin transcript> <Translated from Russian as necessary.> Ustinov: Yeah, this is a good spot. A lot of socializing here. A lot of people with their guards down. SCP-5489: Alright, as you say. When will Makerelov be here? Ustinov: Oh, we'll see. You have a much easier time infiltrating this place, agent. Sit still. And please don't talk to Yuliy. He's also in on it, I've learned. SCP-5489: Yuliy too!? That's the entire comms team! Ustinov: Don't you think I'm as devastated as you? SCP-5489: Why haven't you just gone to the higher ups? Just tell them our secure frequency. {$caption} Ustinov: I think it's better to lay low and keep our comms between you and me. I don't even have much confidence in Makerelov. If they find out that we found out, they could go to higher ups first. Let me find someone we can really confide in. SCP-5489: I can wait. Ustinov: Stay in touch. I only trust one person. You, Agent Searchlight. SCP-5489: You too, Agent Lionwolf. <End transcript> Afterword: Researcher maintained charade for approximately eight months, corralling SCP-5489 into containment whenever necessary. 02/20/1990 Location: Conference Room #02 Personnel Present: Officer Rogan, Researcher Ustinov <Begin transcript> <Researcher Ustinov is attempting to negotiate SCP-5489 out of the room, but object is non-responsive and translocating around the room sporadically.> Ustinov: … Come in, please. Searchlight, this is very urgent. Are you in distress? <Radio silence.> Ustinov: Please respond. The traitors are going to assault the Site to stop us from revealing their scheme! Tovarich, respond. SCP-5489: Suka, you're a liar. Ustinov: Searchlight, what's happening? SCP-5489: I decided to check the original frequency last night. The project heads had an automated message. Telling me to look out for a triple agent who they know only as Dennis Ustinov. And I realized, it was you. You're not a combat engineer. You're an accountant. Ustinov: No, Searchlight. Please don't tell me they've turned you. They're enemies of our Union! SCP-5489: I thought you were my tovarich. <SCP-5489 translocates, leaving no trace. Site-48 goes on lockdown to find item.> … Rogan: Okay, It's not in wing L. Proceeding to K. Ustinov: Yep, I'm right behind you. <Personnel scour walls for item.> Rogan: So, has it ever told you why it's here? Ustinov: She's a spy, obviously, and she's— Rogan: She? Ustinov: What? She's undercover. It's not like she's actually the president either. Rogan: Well, okay. Ustinov: She's supposed to be looking into a sleeper agent-supersoldier program we're supposedly developing. Rogan: Us? Ustinov: No, they're called the Reinforcers or something. She got the wrong Site-48. Rogan: Are you ever gonna tell her? Ustinov: No. <SCP-████ in containment taps the glass divider to its cell. Ustinov notices SCP-████ pointing to SCP-5489 in the ventilation shaft above himself.> {$caption} Ustinov: [Gritting teeth] Jenny. Rogan: [Clueless] Hmm…? <Agent Ustinov frantically displays hand signal.> <End transcript> Afterword: SCP-5489 has ceased contact with Researcher Ustinov. 08/19/1991 Location: Canteen Freezer Personnel Present: N/A {$caption} <SCP-5489 makes no contact with GoI-16 and for five consecutive days broadcasts a loop of Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake.> Afterword: SCP-5489 resumes espionage operation in a reduced capacity. 10/09/1996 Location: Staff Break Room Personnel Present: Researcher Ustinov <Begin transcript> <SCP-5489 translocates onto the table in front of Researcher Ustinov.> Ustinov: … You're ready to talk? Why now? SCP-5489: I'm sorry, Lionwolf. They really are all traitorous suk. All this time I've been duped. Ustinov: You've seen the light? SCP-5489: It seems. Yuliy was the last to go. They're all mercs, every single one. No dedication to a cause, not even this so-called "insurgency" they want me to defect to. Nyet! Ustinov: Well don't you feel late to the party. {$caption} SCP-5489: Don't tell me you're jaded too. Ustinov: I wouldn't tell you that. You and I can keep the mission up. The Union prevails, tovarich. SCP-5489: What mission? Ustinov: This is very classified. Go somewhere as isolated as you can, I'll meet you. The Union Prevails. <End transcript> Afterword: SCP-1974 is contained in the Pool Supply Closet. 10/12/1996 Location: Pool Supply Closet Personnel Present: Ustinov <Begin transcript> Ustinov: Searchlight, do you copy? SCP-5489: Copy, Lionwolf. Ustinov: We're safe for now. As far as I know, Mr. A. Imalitovich isn't coming in today. SCP-5489: To think all these years, and I never noticed Sweikart was an insurgent. Ustinov: Blindsided me too. Searchlight, can I ask? SCP-5489: What ask? Ustinov: Just… Why Nixon? SCP-5489: Nixon was the proof of concept, you see. We were supposed to roll out the program in 1974. But he resigned, and we had to go back to the redesign stage. Wouldn't be covert if the picture on your coffee table was the wrong president. When Theremin did that, though, he couldn't get it to work on Ford, or Carter, or even that pig Reagan. Just Nixon. Cannot explain why. So, we're just kinda working with what we had. Ustinov: I think it still worked well. They love Nixon. SCP-5489: Da. Ustinov: Searchlight, I'm considering we enter deep cover. It's heating up between the Insurgents and the Foundation, right now we should be on the sidelines to that. {$caption} SCP-5489: What do you consider deep cover? <Ustinov produces sleeves of vinyl records.> Ustinov: You like rock and roll? <End transcript> Afterword: Technician Sweikart's personal record player relocated to Pool Supply Closet for ease of containment. Addendum- Reclassification: Object is reclassified to Integrated to formalize its function as a transmitter for the Site-48 Recreational Radio Channel. Footnotes 1. Device is surrounded by a membrane microphone composed of unknown material. 2. 610 to 640MHz ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5489" by A Fungus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5489. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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SCP-5490	safe	Item#: 5490 Level2 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5490 is to be sealed in a plexiglass container Site-76. Tests involving SCP-5490 are to be limited to one subject at a time and will only be coordinated by personnel with security clearance of Level 2 or above. SCP-5490 will only be read by a subject fitting within the parameters of its anomalous properties. Testing procedures will not be conducted without the approval of Dr. Prodri. Description: SCP-5490 is a book wrapped in leather binding with 89 pages, all of which are blank. Despite SCP-5490's suspected age, it shows no sign of aging or wear. When an individual interacts with the first page of SCP-5490, one of two different phrases will be presented to the subject: ▷ Phrases ▽ Phrases Phrase One: "Only those who share the sacred blood of the emperor may read these pages. Thou shall suffer as the emperor did." Phrase Two: "Welcome, scion. Thou shall now read the history that was hidden from the light. The history of your ancestor." Upon viewing the first phrase, the individual will begin to suffer from severe clinical depression, rating between 24 to 27 on the PHQ-9 test1 regardless of their emotional state prior to the event. The individual will also begin to experience symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder, complaining of the 'horrors of Judea.' Upon reading the second phrase, the individual will be able to view the full contents of SCP-5490. All text within SCP-5490 is written in Latin, however the individual will still be able to read SCP-5490 regardless of their native language and/or their ability to understand Latin. Only individuals who can fully understand Latin text are able to read SCP-5490 verbally. The only method of translation is via audio recordings. However, upon playback the subject's voice will sound distorted. Video recording of any reading will result in the pages being observed as blank. SCP-5490 details the Roman emperor Aelius Hadrianus Severlinus, who reigned as an emperor of the Roman Empire from 130 AD to 138 AD. Emperor Severlinus's history is not recorded in any other text or historical document besides SCP-5490, with his supposed command falling within the later years of emperor Hadrian's reign. The recorded anomalous activity during the Bar Kokhba Revolt, as well as other anomalous events during these years, are also within Foundation databases. Hadrian, however, is still recorded as the emperor during these events. SCP-5490 was discovered after an Italian archaeological team from the Sapienza University of Rome explored a previously unrecorded chamber underneath Rome. SCP-5490 was found on a pedestal in a pristine condition. One of the team members opened SCP-5490, while other team members observed. SCP-5490's anomalous effect then activated, causing most of the team to suffer from severe depression and post-traumatic stress disorder within a few hours. One of the original team members did not experience any of SCP-5490's effects and swiftly reported his discovery to government officials. Suspecting anomalous activity may be involved, the Italian government contacted the Foundation whereupon it was swiftly secured and transferred to Site-76. Addendum.1 - Form of SCP-5490: According to the dates provided by SCP-5490, it is impossible for it to be contained within a modernly constructed book. It should be within a codex, however, all text within SCP-5490 describes itself as a book. Despite this, all dating methods show it to be made and constructed approximately 1880 years ago. One theory stipulated is that SCP-5490 changes it's appearance in accordance with the most widely available method of reading at the time. Given that it hasn't transferred itself into digital form means there are one of two possibilities: Either it can not transfer itself into a digital form or, It does not recognize Ebooks as the most widely available format If the second is true, Mobile Task Force Mu-4 "Debuggers" has been alerted to that possibility and has developed Protocol "Odoacer" in the event that SCP-5490 transfers itself into digital form. Should this event happen and Protocol "Odoacer" fail, SCP-5490's containment class shall be changed to Keter and it's disruption and risk class to Ekhi and Warning respectively. It is unknown how this process will be accomplished, let alone at all, but the risk factor is high enough to warrant preparations. Addendum.2 - Page excerpts: The following are excerpts from various pages of SCP-5490. Only major variations between the actions of Severlinus and Hadrian are transcribed and presented. SCP-5490 itself can be divided into three different sections: First Section: Pages 1-9 Description: Early life and eventual coronation of Severlinus Second section: Pages 10-55 Description: First years of Severlinus's reign towards the end of the Bar Kokhba Revolt. Third section: Pages 56-88 Description: Final years of Severlinus's reign and death. ▷ Excerpts ▽ Excerpts Excerpt from page one It is here that I record the reign and death of Imperator Caeser Hadrianus Severlinus Augustus, whose reign began 883 Ab urbe condita2 and lasted a glorious eight years. It will be here, and only here, that his excellence is deified. His reign brought great prosperity to the empire and its people but also brought him to madness. His actions were guided by fate, as commanded by Jupiter himself. Come, scion, and learn of your forebearers feats and victories, as well as his fall from grace. Excerpt from page nine During Imperator Caesar Trajanus Hadrianus Augustus's voyage up the River Nile, much of his flotilla sank and drowned. An inquiry into this event has led many to come to the conclusion that a sudden flood killed the late emperor, his beloved Antinous, and many who accompanied them. Locals who witnessed the event believe it was the influence of Suchus as means of protecting the River Nile.3 Upon word of the tragedy reaching Rome, Severlinus was struck with immense grief. The late emperor had been his father, his teacher, and mentor. Words can not describe the number of tears that were shed that day. Regardless, it was now time for your forebearer to take the crown. After the Senate was told of Hadrian's death, which was received of mixed opinion, your forebearer was officially crowned as the new emperor of the empire. Excerpt from page seventeen Severlinus then traveled to Athens a few months later, where he had hoped to uphold his father's ambitions. He had hoped to finally realize his father's Panhellenion as a means of culturally uniting the Greek city-states and Rome. As a gift to the Athenians, as well as completing another one of his father's dreams, he finished the construction of the Temple of Olympian Zeus. Underneath the temple, he had buried Trajan's artifact as a means of passively subjugating the Athenians.4 By giving the Athenians more luxuries, Severlinus had gained their trust and admiration. These feelings were reciprocated, as Severlinus would walk among the Athenians in the streets with little to no guard. Upon his departure for the east, he was sent off warmly by the people. Excerpt from page twenty-seven During his visit to Palmyra, Severlinus first heard of the artifact from a woman claiming to be a traveling Vates. It was here that his curiosity and hubris led him further down the stairs of fate. Intrigued, he pleaded the woman for answers. She told him of the powers it could give, and the horrors it could bring. In great detail, she explained its mastery over the flesh of others, sickening those around Severlinus. But not him. He had heard of the ancient myths and legends of a people who could manipulate flesh and bone. If such a power existed, no matter how savage it could be, Severlinus sought to tame it. Upon learning the location of the artifact, he and his troop moved south towards Judea. Excerpt from page thirty-one While in Judea, Severlinus sought to rebuild Jerusalem after years of destruction and war. He not only intended this to be a gift to the Jews but also hoped that the rabbis would lead him to the artifact he so desperately craved. Upon his arrival, he learned more about Jewish culture from a local Samaritan priest. Learning that the Jews openly circumcise their young, Severlinus was disgusted. A Hellenist like his father believed such an act was mutilation. He then enacted a decree within the city, announcing that circumcision was banned throughout the empire. This was met with much dissatisfaction, and the anti-Roman sentiment that lingered within the Jews had grown even more significant. This angered Severlinus, who then enacted many other anti-Jewish decrees. This would pave the way to war, sending your forefather even closer to his fate. Excerpt from page thirty-five Even as I write this, it is still unknown how the Jews found the artifact first. While our legionaries searched throughout Judea, one of the Jews found it. This Jew, Simon bar Kokhba, would utilize the artifact's immense power to gather followers to his cause. He utilized the artifact to 'bless' his soldiers and followers.5 As bar Kokhba marched on Jerusalem, he demanded that every single Roman within Judea leave immediately. Severlinus, no longer fond of the Jews, took this a declaration of war and had Tineius Rufus send two legions to crush the rebellion. They were met with utter annihilation with few survivors. The command bar Kokhba had on the artifact was masterful, leading his armies against Rome with skill. This only further spurred Severlinus's hate for the Jews, resolving to destroy bar Kokhba. He came to believe that his destiny was here in Judea, not in Greece. Oh scion, how right he was. Excerpt from page forty Severlinus had summoned several more legions and called Sextus Julius Severus from Britain to face bar Kokhba. In spite of the largest gathering of legions since the wars in Dacia, bar Kokhba still raised above Severlinus's pressure. Your forebearer became desperate, destroying the Jewish armies against him became the sole thing he thought about for the next year. He and Severus met bar Kokhba's forces outside of Jericho, where he witnessed for the first time the artifact's effects. Seeing the mutation of bodies and frenzied fighting from the Jewish armies made Severlinus sick. Despite our best efforts, the legions were once again defeated at the hands of bar Kokhba's armies. Severlinus no longer wanted to capture the artifact, rather he wished to destroy it by whatever means. After regrouping in Samaria, Severus informed Severlinus of his own artifact from Britain. A sword that could be used to combat bar Kokhba's. Desperate, your forebearer had it brought to him. Excerpt from page forty-four Severus's sword proved to be the dagger. Bar Kokhba and his forces were on their knees, retreating to their final fortress in Betar. It would be here that the artifact's effect would finally take shape on bar Kokhba's men. They were now nothing more than prisoners in their own flesh, which only further disgusted Severlinus. His resolve to destroy bar Kokhba and his artifact only deepened. Despite their situation, the Jews still fought with frenzy and vigor. Our legions could not break the walls of Betar, despite our best efforts. It would be here that your forefather resigned himself to fate. He stepped onto the front line in the last summer of the siege and charged at the walls. The legionaries saw this as a rallying cry, that if the emperor was as bold so should they. Only those closest to Severlinus knew the truth. He had become just as desperate, crazed, and manic as the Jews in front of them. He then broke the walls, and the massacre began. Excerpt from page fifty-six Finally, Severlinus returned to Rome. Word of his feats in Judea had already reached the greater population, who praised him as a hero. He had quashed the rebellion, renamed Jerusalem Aelia Capitolina, and decreed that Judea be erased from every map. Those closest to him knew the truth, however. His mind and body were broken. He had lost dear comrades and friends, including Severus, in the war. He was successful at destroying bar Kokhba and the artifact, but at what cost scion? He lost nearly everything he held dear to him. He didn't greet the senate with the customary salutation, he knew he wasn't worthy of doing so. The war effectively ended your forebearer's aspirations to realize his father's dreams. It had made him a recluse, yet he still held tightly onto Severus's sword. Excerpt from page sixty-one When his mother, empress Sabina, died Severlinus only further slipped into depression. He had been stopped numerous times from committing suicide. He had no heir, his travels left him childless. His current state of mind did not allow him to think of even adopting an heir. Many around him became frightened by the prospect of him dying with no heir designated to fulfill the office of emperor. That was until he met Lucius Aelius. Severlinus immediately became infatuated with him and sought him out on numerous occasions. The two would be seen together many times before eventually Severlinus named him his son and by extension his heir. Despite his newfound invigoration, your forebearer would still have bouts of madness all while keeping hold of Severus's sword. Excerpt from page seventy-three It happened suddenly. Lucius Aelius's death greatly impacted Severlinus, sending him into a deeper depression. He would always have two people around at all times, for if he ended his life the office of the emperor would be left vacant with no successor. As he sat alone, Severus's sword in hand, one of his consuls approached him. The consul, Arrius Antoninus, began to comfort him. At first ineffective, the consul eventually made a connection with your forebearer. The two talked for a long while, throughout the night. The next morning Severlinus announced to the senate that he had adopted the consul, with the condition that he adopt the son of the recently deceased Lucius Aelius. There was a sigh of relief among the senators, for the office was once again secure. Despite having made a connection with Severlinus, the consul could not pry Severus's sword from him. Excerpt from page eighty-seven It had finally happened. The sword that Severlinus had grown attached to brought him to madness. The object he had long used as a comforter, a precaution for the day should bar Kokhba's artifact rear its face again, had turned on him. He interrupted the consul's dinner with his attendants, Severus's sword in hand. He swung it wildly and with frenzy. The consul's wife shrieked as Severlinus approached them. The consul grabbed his blade and begged your forebearer to stand down. He was beyond reason and swung at the consul. Then, the consul cut his neck. Can you blame him, scion? As Severlinus fell, the consul caught him in his arms. Letting go of Severus's sword for the first time, Severlinus asked the consul if he had made his father proud. With tears in his eyes, the consul comforted him by saying he had. With life leaving him, Severlinus made the consul promise to deify his father. And with that, your forebearer died experiencing peace for the first time in years. Excerpt from page eighty-nine Upon his ascension Antoninus Pius saw to it that Hadrian was deified, fulfilling Severlinus's final wish. Fearful that word of Severlinus's actions would further destabilize the empire, he was to be hidden from history. Severus's sword was confiscated and buried in Aegyptus. Due to his remarkable likeness to his father, the people were made to believe that Severlinus was indeed Hadrian. Any record and document saying otherwise were destroyed. That is why I have recorded all of this. Your forebearer would have been lost, if not for me. I, son of Aelius Hadrianus Severlinus, will see to it that he been seen by future generations. I was there for it all, experienced what he experienced, and rightful occupant to the office of the emperor. I fear that if Antoninus Pius finds this book, he will destroy it. I will see to it that the Vates harness the emotions my father felt moments before his death, and curse those that attempt to read the book. Only my future sons and daughters may view these texts without repercussions. If you are reading this somewhere in the future, even if the empire has fallen, I plead that you hide this book until the time is right. Ensure that my father deserves his place in the sun. Please, let him see the light of day once more. Footnotes 1. A depression module used to monitor the severity of depression, rated between 1 and 27 2. From the founding of the city. 3. This correlates with recorded activity of SCP-████. 4. Foundation records corroborate that Trajan did indeed discover such an artifact, however, its whereabouts are unknown. 5. It is known that Simon bar Kokhba utilized a similarly described anomaly during his revolt. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5490" by Space_Kaiser, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5490. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-5491	safe	Item #: SCP-5491 An SCP-5491 manifestation. Significant distortion occurs when attempting to record or photograph an apparition event. Special Containment Procedures: Personnel are to allow SCP-5491 to manifest for three hours each night. The Foundation has supplied a modest library of taped and vinyl music, appropriate to the tastes of SCP-5491-1. The building containing SCP-5491 has been purchased by the Foundation and granted Listed status, exempting it from being considered for demolition by the local authority. Soundproofing materials have been installed to curb external interest in SCP-5491 occurrences. Description: SCP-5491 is a spectral phenomenon relating to the disused ‘Aspekt’ nightclub and discotheque near Burry Port, Wales. The venue’s original lighting and sound systems remain in place, and SCP-5491 occurs when a specific sequence of strobe presets is activated. SCP-5491 consists, at present, of thirteen humanoid apparitions (designated collectively as SCP-5491-1). A new entity has appeared, on average, every three years since the anomaly came to the Foundation's attention. Instances of SCP-5491-1 manifest as teenagers or adolescents, dressed in clothing typical of the late 1970s and early 1980s. SCP-5491-1 demonstrate a significant level of spatial awareness, often making way for corporeal individuals to pass, but have otherwise made no attempts to interact with researchers. It is, however, possible for people and objects to phase through SCP-5491-1 when the entities are caught off-guard. SCP-5491 is constrained to the venue’s dance floor, where entities will dance for an as-yet indeterminate period of time if club or disco music from the era is played over the sound system. When the music is turned off, or a song from a different era or genre is played, SCP-5491-1 become agitated and will occasionally heckle in the direction of the disc jockey booth. Terminating the strobe sequence will cause the apparition to cease. + Interview Log 07/01/18 - Interview Log 07/01/18 Interviewed: Barry Williams Interviewer: Dr Leonard Bertram Foreword: Posing as a historian, Dr Bertram arranged an interview with lifelong local resident Barry Williams. Mr Williams had been identified as a former patron using photographs taken of the venue in the early 1980s, but did not resemble any instances of SCP-5491-1. <Begin Log> Dr Bertram: Hi, Mr Williams. I’m Leo, we spoke on the phone? Barry Williams: Of course, come in. I’ve got the kettle on, if you’d- Dr Bertram: Oh, no thanks. I shan’t take too long. Barry Williams: Take as long as you need. Dr Bertram: Okay, well… about this photograph. Dr Bertram pulls out a photocopied Polaroid showing the club’s interior in its heyday, with several individuals circled who bear close similarity to instances of SCP-5491-1. Barry Williams: Yeah, that’s Aspekt alright. Such a shame it’s fallen into… disrepair. Dr Bertram: And that’s you in the corner? Barry Williams: God, those bell-bottoms. Yep, that’s me. They were barely in fashion even then. Dr Bertram: Now, about these people I’ve put circles around… Barry Williams: Let me see… well, I couldn’t tell you who those two fellows on the left are, I’m afraid. But that lady, over here – I’d recognise Linda Hartford a mile away. Poor old Linda… Dr Bertram: Where’s Linda now, if you don’t mind me asking? Barry Williams: Oh, she was a lovely girl. Half the town must’ve fancied her back in the day. In year ten I went out with her for, what, about two weeks I reckon. She moved away at the start of the eighties, like most of them did, and a couple of years ago I heard she passed away. Dr Bertram: I’m sorry, Mr Williams. Barry Williams: I’m fine. It was a… drunk driving incident, I think. As in, she was the driver. A lot of the old crowd ended up on the bottle, but poor Linda had trouble for years. Dr Bertram: You mentioned that a lot of these people moved away? Barry Williams: Yeah, when Thatcher and her lot started closing the mines. We knew the town was on the chopping block, and by the time it did come around, a lot of the younger folks had moved out to the cities. Swansea, Cardiff… some of the ones who could afford it went to university. Most of them never came back. Dr Bertram: And you stayed? Barry Williams: We just didn’t have the money. My dad, he was an excavator mechanic, until the mine closed down. And everything he taught me about engines, well, I’ve been at the town garage for getting on four decades now. Dr Bertram: What about this gentleman, the one next to Linda? Barry Williams: Oh, Thomas. Thomas Langford. He was a proper gent, old Tommy. You know, he was one of the first people in Wales to die of AIDS? That’s a grim little tidbit for your history book. Dr Bertram: That’s… terrible. You don’t suppose there’s anyone else who’s, how should I put this, still around that I might be able to talk to? Barry Williams: Oh, I’ve not been in contact with most of the old lot in years. They’re all over the place, now – London, all that, became proper city folk. They won’t be interested in coming back here, I don’t think. Dr Bertram: That’s a shame. I'd love to be able to speak to some of them. Barry Williams takes a sip of his tea. Barry Williams: Do you know how much damage Thatcher did to this town? It’s anger, that’s what keeps me going. I’ll stay here as long as it means this place doesn’t completely become a ghost town— Dr Bertram: I’ve, uh, gotta make a move now. Thank you ever so much for your time, Mr Williams – this has been a great help to my research. <End Log> + Addendum - Addendum Barry Williams passed away at his home on 27/08/19. The cause of death was verified as a diagnosed heart condition. The following evening, personnel in charge of SCP-5491’s routine observation recorded the manifestation of a fourteenth spectral entity, which bore resemblance to Barry Williams in photographs circa 1981. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5491" by ThisMightBeAuto, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5491. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: distillery leipzig - downstairs dancefloor Author: Adrian Be License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: Flickr
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SCP-5492 Enochian Class / Level Four / Trans-Temporal Special Containment Procedures As the events of SCP-5492 appear to constitute a fundamental aspect of time, and all attempts to avert or impede SCP-5492 have universally enabled it to continue, no attempts to contain SCP-5492 or impede its constituent events are to be made. Iterations of SCP-5492, especially dates of SCP-5492-D activation, are to be documented where safe to do so. Description SCP-5492 denotes an archetype of events that has been observed to occur in every inhabited timeline encountered by the Department of Temporal Anomalies. Attempts to avert the occurrence of SCP-5492 invariably fail, typically either enabling or accelerating the events of SCP-5492 instead. Although SCP-5492 has been documented to occur in any timeline containing at least one sapient entity, the details of the transpiring events increases in similarity the closer the observed timeline resembles TL-001-A; this suggests that SCP-5492 defaults to utilising elements present in TL-001-A, and where unable to do so, uses the closest recognisable analogue. If a recognisable analogue does not exist within the timeline hosting an SCP-5492 iteration, the detail is omitted and ensuing events adjust as necessary to minimise the interruption to the overall SCP-5492 sequence. The events of SCP-5492, as they occur in a timeline indistinguishable to TL-001-A, is as follows: Dates Events Notes 1995 An English-speaking Caucasian male Homo Sapiens (designated SCP-5492-A) is recruited by the Foundation as a researcher. SCP-5492 prioritises the species first, the sex second, ethnicity third, and language fourth.1 SCP-5492 prioritises SCP-5492-A’s role over the recruiting group; in timelines where the Foundation is present but does not engage in research, SCP-5492-A is instead recruited by a group that engages in research, with preference for whichever one most closely resembles the Foundation of TL-001-A. For reasons explained later in this document, an applicable group always exists for SCP-5492-A to join. 1995 to 1998 SCP-5492-A proposes that an anomaly they have assisted in studying (designated SCP-5492-C) should be relocated to the surface of the moon, to assist in containment and for safety reasons; their proposal is approved. In timelines where the inhabited planet lacks a natural satellite, SCP-5492-A proposes for SCP-5492-C to be removed from the planet’s atmosphere; if the planet lacks an atmosphere, SCP-5492-A proposes SCP-5492-C be moved to a distance sufficient for the planet’s gravitational pull to be negligible for it. In timelines that lack planetary bodies, or physical dimensions outright, SCP-5492-C is moved or altered in a way that distinguishes it as separate from whatever SCP-5492-A identifies as its home. Whenever able, SCP-5492-C will be moved to a facility located in Mare Imbrium. 1998 to 2035 SCP-5492-A makes a major discovery in their field of research; an ensuing extensive investigation results in the finding being suppressed, and further inquiry into the discovery is prohibited. SCP-5492-A also documents a phenomenon during this time which is eventually designated as SCP-739. The nature and content of the discovery, as well as the specifics of the anomaly designated as SCP-739, vary as expected between timelines; in several timelines, the anomaly occupying SCP-739 is eventually deemed non-anomalous and declassified. Regardless, during the allotted timeframe SCP-5492-A will document a phenomena that at least initially appears to be anomalous,2 and the document will eventually be allocated as the 739th of its kind. The significance of this value is unclear. 1998 to 2035 SCP-5492-A is temporally displaced to the year 1990. SCP-5492-B (as they are henceforth designated, to distinguish from their past self) reports the event to the Foundation of the era; following confirmation of their claims, they are readmitted into the Foundation, and administrative personnel take measures to ensure that SCP-5492-A is recruited in 1995 to avoid a temporal paradox. The temporal displacement of SCP-5492-A appears to be a key element of SCP-5492, as it universally occurs, even in timelines where anomalous phenomena and/or temporal displacement should be impossible; it is possible the terminating event of SCP-5492 (detailed below) enables this event to occur. In several timelines, SCP-5492-B’s arrival in 1990 predates the formation of the research group it reports to; in such cases SCP-5492-B establishes the group over the ensuing five years while continuing their research, thereby enabling SCP-5492-A to be recruited by the group. It is frequent in such timelines for SCP-5492-A to be intentionally displaced, to avert a potential paradox. 1990 to 1998 SCP-5492-B’s research rapidly becomes focused on discerning a method by which an aspect of reality can be manipulated. Foundation personnel become concerned that SCP-5492-B has been mentally or psychologically influenced by their temporal displacement. SCP-5492-B’s previous intents in research and fields of expertise are irrelevant, except in typically (but not always) influencing their methods of investigation and the exact aspect of reality they seek to manipulate; it is not uncommon for SCP-5492-B instances to abandon their initial fields of expertise expressly to allow for them to research an aspect of reality to manipulate. 1995 to 1998 SCP-5492-B directly endorses SCP-5492-A’s proposal to relocate SCP-5492-C to the surface of the moon, and is a primary reason that the proposal is approved. Foundation personnel are concerned that further involvement of SCP-5492-B in SCP-5492-A’s history may cause a temporal paradox; SCP-5492-B is reassigned to the location SCP-5492-C is stored at. SCP-5492-B is specifically given the position of Assistant Director of Research for the location, or the nearest analogue. 1998 to 2005 SCP-5492-B lodges several complaints against the Site Director of their assigned location. An event occurs in relation to SCP-5492-C that enables for the construction of a prototype power source at the location. In timelines where SCP-5492-B is, or believes themself to be, the highest on-site authority figure, SCP-5492-B instead lodges complaints against any overseeing personnel that outrank them, or lodges complaints against themself. 2005 SCP-5492-B makes a pivotal discovery in their research and begins co-ordinating with high-ranking personnel from a wide spectrum of different fields, for the purpose of constructing an anomalous machine (SCP-5492-D). It is currently unclear whether or not SCP-5492-D universally has an anomalous function; at minimum, SCP-5492-D appears to be drastically more advanced than it should be both for the time period and the timeline hosting the SCP-5492 iteration. 2005 to the day of next recorded event (below) An extension is constructed at the facility for SCP-5492-D, which must be created at the facility due to the presence of the prototype power source enabled by SCP-5492-C. In a significant number of observed timelines, the prototype power source is vastly inferior compared to other power sources available to the Foundation; nonetheless, SCP-5492-D is universally built at the same facility SCP-5492-C is stored at. Whenever able, the addition will be categorised as the fifth of its kind;3 the significance of this is unknown. March 12, 2009 SCP-5492-D is completed and activated by SCP-5492-B; SCP-5492-D malfunctions, directly causing the loss of SCP-5492-B immediately after they speak a single phrase. Unlike other SCP-5492 events which can occur on any day during an appropriate year, this event will always take place specifically on the twelfth day of the third month of the 2009th year, as long as it is able to; if the event is unable to occur on this date, it will instead occur simultaneous to SCP-5492-A’s temporal displacement to 1990,4 suggesting this event somehow enables the occurrence of the other. SCP-5492-B will always survey its final phrase in a manner that allows for an observer to receive the information, even when SCP-5492-B must expend energy to do so and would reasonably believe they are not being observed.5 The loss of SCP-5492-B appears to be the terminus of SCP-5492’s chain of events, as the immediate aftermath of SCP-5492-D’s activation follows expected degrees of deviancy between timelines; SCP-5492-D will typically overload or burn-out either itself or its power source if not deactivated, with the design and nature of the facility’s power supply, SCP-5492-D’s function and design, and the competency of individuals present determining whether or not SCP-5492-D is successfully deactivated, as would be expected. Across all timelines, SCP-5492-D is never utilised again or repaired if damaged, and SCP-5492-B is declared as deceased; in timelines where SCP-5492-B survives following the conclusion of SCP-5492, no information regarding their ensuing condition and/or whereabouts is ever discerned by any entities familiar with the events of their timeline's SCP-5492 instance. Addenda Findings of TL-5242-J On November 23, 2020 (TL-5242-J), Researcher John Doe discovered that the events of their SCP-5492 rendition were inconsistent with the universal narrative of their host timeline, TL-5242-J;6 ensuing analyses conducted by the Department of Temporal Anomalies and the Department of Pataphysics (various) identified that this observation applies to all SCP-5492 renditions, with the discrepancy between the SCP-5492 iteration and its host timeline’s universal narrative increasing in proportion to the host timeline’s deviancy from TL-001-A. Further investigation revealed that all SCP-5492 iterations possess almost-identical narrativistic readings by default, with discrepancies directly corresponding to a host timeline’s lack of an element present in TL-001-A. Only three timelines possess a universal narrative that is within a 15% margin of error to SCP-5492's default narrativistic readings: TL-4379-A, TL-4293-E, and TL-2493-B. No consistent trends have been identified across these timelines, with the exception that all three are similar enough to TL-001-A to allow for their SCP-5492 iterations to occur with minimal amounts of alteration. No exact matches exist. Footnotes 1. E.g. in a timeline where Homo Sapiens is incapable of hosting any males, but a second sapient species is capable of hosting a male and/or Caucasian-analogue, SCP-5492 will utilise a Homo Sapiens female instead. 2. Even in timelines where anomalous phenomenon are otherwise absent. 3. E.g. Floor Five, Sub-Level Five, Wing Five (of a floor), etc. 4. In several extreme cases, SCP-5492-B is over 100 years old at the time of SCP-5492-D’s activation; it is probable that SCP-5492 anomalously extends SCP-5492-B’s lifespan to enable the resolution of the iteration’s events. 5. E.g. surveying the phrase ‘remember me’ in an English sign language despite being alone in a window- and camera-less room. 6. Unaware of the trans-temporal nature of SCP-5492, Researcher John Doe misidentified the observed phenomena as an anomalous occurrence focused on themself; this was later classified in TL-5242-J as SCP-739.
SCP-5493	esoteric-class	Ecronak Enjoyed the skip? Give some of my other works a look here! WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE HAS BEEN MODIFIED The contents of this page have been modified by an unauthorized user. Cognitohazards may be present in the following file. RAISA has been contacted. Peruse at your own risk. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Gods above, that message was a whole lot of ado for a whole lot of nothing. . . I didn't do anything bad. Just included a little story that I wanna tell. . . I sure do hope you enjoy it. I most certainly didn't. . . . . . . . . . . . Item#: 5493 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: warning link to memo The population of Washington D.C. evacuating shortly after SCP-5493. Special Containment Procedures: Due to the global nature of SCP-5493, all instances of SCP-5493-A are to be monitored at all times by Foundation operatives and contained within their respective legislative facilities. The surrounding area extending to ten kilometers from the facilities is to be evacuated. Any and all references to the incidents that have so far been caused by SCP-5493 must be expunged and their witnesses amnesticized. Close cooperation must be conducted with Global Occult Coalition operatives in order to prevent the veil of normalcy from breaking. Contact must also be maintained with the leaders of the affected nations. As such, personnel are expected to exercise caution when containing SCP-5493-A instances, due to concerns by world governments about the subjects' wellbeing. Lethal action is not authorized under any circumstances. Description: SCP-5493 is a spontaneous global phenomenon that affects the members of 54 of the world’s legislative assemblies. On 12/16/2019 at 1:23 PM, affected government officials (henceforth referred to as SCP-5493-A) have been reported to begin exhibiting erratic and extremely violent behavior, disrupting all legislative operations. No discernible cause has yet been found for the phenomenon. 12/16/2019 The day of release. Fuck that movie. The mood in the O5 council chamber was tense. Extremely so. One had called the emergency meeting as soon as dire news came through from both their operatives and the GOC, going hand-in-hand with everything else that’s happened in the last three hours. Everything was moving far too fast for their liking. Information lockdown efforts were holding, but they didn’t know for how long. The same thing went for the leaders of all the affected countries. If just one decided to squeal… Aanya decided not to think about that. Her Public Outreach already had their hands full. She checked her watch. It displayed the time as 1:10 AM- nearly twelve hours since the last incident of 5493. She looked around the council chamber. It was empty, emptier than usual- the recent incident had required the attention of many of their fellow overseers. Of the thirteen in the council, only five were present. One was slowly preparing his papers, readying to give the briefing of the current situation to the other overseers. His hands shook with every movement, something that Aanya hadn’t seen in years. She remembered the times when he stood strong, then pursed her lips- those times were long past. Two, Mann, was crossing his arms. She could tell that he was tense. His usual allies on the Council, Gears and Clef, were absent. That fact alone contributed to much of his nervousness. He was already furiously tapping his feet on the floor, while his right hand worried the large mustache on his upper lip. Aanya could only smile. The Mad Doctor, she thought. How we watched your career with great interest. Three and Four – Gears and Clef - were both physically absent and attending remotely, having been assigned to the situations in Russia and Korea, respectively. The same went for Six, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven and Twelve, though they had their cameras off. She hoped they were still listening. Maria Jones, O5-5, was biting her lip- Aanya could already see a bit of blood being drawn. Though she was often a stern and stony woman, the director of RAISA seemed to be letting her fear come to the fore, now. Even when Maria wasn’t directly involved with the efforts to contain 5493, Aanya knew through the whispers in the grapevines that she had a relative in the Senate- though who, she didn’t know. Last of all that were present in the council room was Seven, Jack Bright, and he was cranky. Personnel was just as busy as Public Outreach, and the recent 5493 incident had forced many of their operatives on the ground to relocate to other Sites and branches- relocations which Bright had to supervise himself. He wasn’t particularly happy about working with the GOC, either. One cleared his throat. “Alright,” He said, tenuously, yet still retaining his signature twang of authority. The weakness in his voice was obvious, though Aanya could tell that his mind was whirring with solutions. He turned on the slideshow on the screen to his left. “Let’s get to business.” Immediately, all those present stood up in their seats. One had always insisted that they made themselves presentable before every meeting, in days long past. The mannerism still stuck, even now. One began. He had the poise of an old and experienced professor, lecturing his students with strictness and authority. “I know all of you are familiar with today’s events, but let’s round this down.” His voice quivered. “On the sixteenth of December, 2019, at exactly 1:23 PM Seoul time, we received reports of a session of the National Assembly in South Korea being interrupted by a sudden outbreak of violence. Politicians were getting beaten by other politicians, shouting matches were the norm, and circular debates were being made.” He coughed. “Under normal circumstances, we would have dismissed this as a particularly active Assembly session, but then we received reports of the same thing happening all over the world.” He switched to the next slide. “One hour later, at 1:23 PM, the legislative branch of China exhibited the same behavior for no apparent reason. At that, we began to suspect that something was going on. The fact that this was an anomalous occurrence was confirmed when the legislative branch of the Philippines, Singapore and Malaysia all followed suit at the same time. Same violence, same goddamn nonsense. Prior to 1:23, all of the members would enter, regardless of their predetermined schedule. Once 1:23 strikes, violence erupts. Any attempts at stopping them end in failure, especially with their abilities and resistance to tranquilizers.” “Any questions so far?” One said, looking from Overseer to Overseer with a piercing glare. Aanya knew it was a strategy he used to keep their attention. No one dared ask One a question during a briefing. The first time anyone did was Mann, nearly ten years ago. She still smiled at the memory. “Seven?” One said, looking at Bright. Bright shrugged irritatedly. “Nah.” “A surprise to be sure. A welcome one, in fact. Two?” Mann looked up from his boot, then shook his head. One nodded to himself. Though he was but a shadow of what he was, he still maintained a formidable presence. “Good.” He turned to face the screen again. “Let’s continue.” He switched to a slide showing the US Senate and Congress in utter pandemonium. “All in all, 54 countries in total had lost all control over their legislative branches, causing a great headache for us at the Foundation. We don’t know what started it, but we’ve made some measures to address it.” He switched to the next slide, showing the GOC logo. “All of you know the deal we made with the GOC several hours ago, and the emergency vote that came with it. Twelve ayes, one nay.” Bright averted his gaze immediately. One continued. “We all know that even with our far-reaching influence and so-called unlimited power, we aren’t able to be everywhere at once. So, when we approved the proposal, we began to cooperate with the Global Occult Coalition on matters of containing and neutralizing the threat. With this, they requested twenty tons of our amnestic stock for information containment and two hundred of our personnel for assistance in containing the threat. Overall, not a large price.” Bright sighed nearly inaudibly to her left. He flashed to a picture of the South Korean National Assembly building being entered by operatives from the Global Occult Coalition and the Foundation. “This was our first operation: The National Assembly Building, in Seoul. Fifty operatives from our East Asian branch, sixty from the GOC.” He flashed to another picture depicting the operation within. Assembly members could be seen attacking multiple operatives. “Each operative was armed with tranquilizer guns, in order to neutralize the instances of 5493-A in a nonlethal manner. We hoped that this would put an end to the hysteria. Instead, it worsened it.” “Assembly members attacked operatives, manifesting superhuman abilities the moment they were stopped from performing their… activities.” He showed a blurred picture taken from an operatives’ helmetcam, depicting another operative being beaten to death by a South Korean assemblyman. “Due to the absence of an approved kill order from the South Korean government as well as Command for both forces, our operatives had to retreat with multiple casualties. Seventeen injured, three dead. Right after we left, the 5493-As resumed their activities.” Bright grunted with irritation. "Like fighting up against higher ground." He muttered. Aanya could only sigh in response. She herself agreed, though silently. One’s gaze turned to Bright in the space of half a moment. “Do you have anything to contribute, Bright?” He said, the strength of his personality showing through his wheezing voice. Bright stared at him. He bit his lip, trying to contain his frustration. Bright winced, then spoke. “Couldn’t we have just told our operatives to… fucking knock them out? Beat them with batons? Riot guards do it, why can’t we?” “Excellent question,” One said, placing his hand on the table. “But ultimately a foolish one. Though we are a secret organization, we are still beholden to what we serve…” He paused to breathe. “Humanity.” One stared Bright down. The old rivalry between teacher and student was heavily apparent in the room. One was a pragmatist, a man willing to compromise between staying true to his values and saving the things that gave birth to those values. Bright was loyal to the Foundation and its purpose, embodying its original vision until the bitter end. Bright didn’t respond, instead continuing to stare back at One. “Right now, the governments of the humanity we serve do not wish to see their officials harmed.” One spoke, finally. “I do not agree with it, but it is the price we pay. These are still influential senators, congressmen, and assemblymen. Politicking is seen everywhere, and we must be wary of it, no matter our policy of staying out of international affairs. The GOC, being a part of the UN, is even more sensitive to it than us. I do hope that does not surprise you.” A thick silence permeated through the room. Aanya looked at Bright’s face- changing from frustration to anger to rage- then back down to submission. Even now, One’s personality dominated everything. “I understand, Sir.” Bright said, leaning back in defeat. He sighed, and muttered something under his breath. “Good.” One said, nodding. “Let’s resume.” He turned back to the screen. “Due to the failure at the National Assembly in Seoul, we were forced to go back to the drawing board. Thirteen and her Public Outreach-“ he said, gesturing to Aanya, “were instrumental in our coordination with the Global Occult Coalition. Instead of containing them one-by-one, we opted to go for the information blackout, silencing witnesses and making sure not one of them squealed.” GOC and Foundation operatives under the guise of local law enforcement standing outside of the Capitol Building. He switched to a slide that showed both GOC and Foundation operatives standing outside of the Capitol building. “Current story right now is that of a worldwide coordinated terrorist attack. The 54 governments who are affected by this have agreed to tell that story. Until such a time occurs that this blows over, we must stay vigilant. The Insurgency has been silent on this, and so has the Hand. It is only a matter of time before they make their move.” He stood up straight. Pain crossed his face. “End of briefing. You may now speak.” The silence that followed was deafening. Everyone knew the gravity of being the one to speak first. Aanya looked around. Everyone else had their arms crossed, pursing their lips. After One’s grave briefing, every single overseer was deep in thought. Then, her phone vibrated. She got a text. Aanya immediately went to get it, combing through her messages. It was from one of her contacts in Seoul. She tapped the screen to read it. The message (written in Korean) was short. Assemblymen are exiting, they're attacking us. We need assistance as soon as possible. Her heart sank. She immediately looked up. "One, what of the attack on the-" “Excuse me, One,” Clef interrupted, his voice booming across the speakers of the room. “But the Blue House in Seoul has just sent us an urgent dispatch. Their National Assembly members are coming out of the building, but…” One turned around quickly. “What?” The way he said the word was edged with surprise- and dread. Clef responded. "Live feed from the ground is coming on now." “Do it.” One said, his voice going low. At that, Clef changed the screen to display a live feed from the Federal Assembly building. GOC and Foundation operatives armed with riot gear. The video was blurry, but showed just enough to cause fear in every single one of the onlooking overseers. In it, what seemed to be some twenty churning balls of flesh and bone rolled across the surface of the concrete outside the building. Both GOC and Foundation operatives were already drawing up to counter them, raising riot shields in the air as they prepared to fight. As the balls got closer, Aanya realized that they weren’t just any normal skips- they were the assemblymen, still dressed in priceless suits, merged together as one large fleshy ball. She could hear them screeching and groaning in pain as they rolled across the concrete floor, their all-too human screams painful to hear. She could hear their bones cracking agonizingly as the ball moved, picking up speed as arms seemed to sprout from it to push it forward, breaking upon impact as they met the ground. "JORJJJJJJJJ!" They shouted in unison. "JORRRRRRJJJJJJJJ!" “Jesus Christ.” Aanya could hear Maria say, to her left. “What the hell are those?” “We don't know.” Clef answered. “All we do know is that these are the assemblymen. All of them." On the video feed, the balls picked up even more speed with each second, covering several meters in the span of a second. She could hear the operatives drawing their breaths as they closed the distance. “Are we authorized to shoot them?!” She could hear an operative say in Korean. “No!” Their superior shouted back. “We aren’t cleared to-“ Suddenly, the balls seemed to glow bright red with what seemed to be heat, the sheer temperature on their surface causing them to hum. They were extremely close now, and it would only take a few seconds until- “HOLD FAST!” The commander said in the back. “HOLD DAMN FAST!” Then, in that moment, the balls crashed into the operatives, burning through them like a hot knife through butter. Many died in an instant, being seared to a crisp under the balls’ charge, and even more fell to the ground with vaporized legs and torsos, crying out in agony. Even from her position, thousands of miles away, Aanya had no doubt that the smell would have been of burnt flesh. The feed cut out, and the entire chamber was left in silence. One gulped. Aanya had no doubt that he was afraid now- everyone was. The specter of a Broken Masquerade hung in the balance. “Thirteen.” He said, looking at Aanya. His eyes were bloodshot, the deep wrinkles in his face getting even deeper by the second. “You may be excused- you must coordinate with the GOC. I have no doubt that the same will happen everywhere else. Find a way to stop this.” Aanya nearly sprung from her seat at the command. She nodded. “Affirmative, O5-1.” As she left, all she could hear was the Council collapsing into pandemonium- though unlike the assemblies that they were trying to contain, the noise and the arguments were all too normal. 12/17/2019 The day after. Item#: 5493 Level2 Secondary Class: uncontained Disruption Class: amida Risk Class: danger link to memo The Korean National Assembly Building Special Containment Procedures: Due to the global nature of SCP-5493, all instances of SCP-5493-B are to be monitored at all times, being intercepted when possible (see Addendum 5493.01). As the risk of the Veil collapsing at this time is extremely high, caution is to be exercised with regards to the interception of SCP-5493-B instances. Should a group of SCP-5493-B instances be predicted to cross one or multiple population centers, all personnel within these population centers must be evacuated as soon as possible. To reduce the risk of breaking the Veil, under no circumstances are operatives assigned to SCP-5493-B allowed to capture or damage any of the instances. Description: SCP-5493 is a spontaneous global phenomenon that affects the members of 54 of the world’s upper legislative assemblies. On 12/17/2019, at 1:23 AM, affected government officials (henceforth referred to as SCP-5493-A) began to amalgamate as instances of SCP-5493-B. SCP-5493-B is the designation for the combinatory amalgamations of multiple SCP-5493-A into roughly spherical blobs. The number of instances of SCP-5493-A in one instance of SCP-5493-B has been recorded to range from five to fifteen. SCP-5493-B instances achieve locomotion through the instances of SCP-5493-A within them using their limbs to push themselves across any given surface, allowing them to roll forward at speeds of up to 30 kilometers per hour. When faced with an aquatic obstruction, SCP-5493-B instances have been recorded to swim with a speed of up to 10 kilometers per hour. All SCP-5493-B instances have been known to be nominally indestructible, capable of regenerating when damaged and reforming when split. When faced with an obstruction or threat, SCP-5493-B instances are capable of spontaneously elevating their temperature to a maximum of 4000 degrees Celsius through unknown means. This allows them the ability of being able to melt through all known materials, including steel, titanium, and tungsten. Despite their composition, such high temperatures do not produce any discernible effect on the SCP-5493-B instances. Though SCP-5493-B instances initially seemed to possess no form of sentient intelligence, recent operations have proven that to be false. Along with being able to move as a single entity, SCP-5493-B instances have also shown to have some semblance of a gestalt consciousness1 between all other instances, allowing them to coordinate movements and efforts to “free” other entities (See Addendum 5493.01). As of 12/17/2019, 5477 instances of SCP-5493-B have been known to exist. Seogang Bridge immediately prior to the Seoul Operation Addendum 5493.01: Following the initial manifestations of SCP-5493-B and their breach of containment in Seoul, South Korea, a combination of Foundation and Global Occult Coalition forces amounting to two hundred operatives embarked on an operation to secure all instances before they exited the city limits of Seoul, chasing all instances across the recently locked-down Seogang Bridge. They were supplemented with three Apache attack helicopters and twenty Humvees. Due to the instances of SCP-5493-A within each SCP-5493-B instance being valuable to the Korean government, all operatives were told to only use lethal action when necessary, with the primary goal of the operation being containment. The operation began with the deployment of Class A tranquilizers2 by the operatives within the pursuing attack helicopters and Humvees. This proved to be ineffective. Following that, titanium mesh nets were deployed in order to apprehend each SCP-5493-B instance, which also proved to be ineffective when several SCP-5493-B instances moved in a coordinated manner to free each of the entrapped instances, melting through the titanium mesh. With the instances about to reach the end of the Seogang bridge, lethal action was authorized. Missiles and conventional weaponry were used on the instances to no avail, with damaged SCP-5493-B instances regenerating and reforming when possible. Due to the risk of the Veil being broken, the Seoul operation was aborted, with all SCP-5493-B instances continuing to move across Seoul. In preparation for the containment of information regarding SCP-5493, much of the Seoul area in the path of the SCP-5493-B instances was evacuated, with all other population centers in the aforementioned path being evacuated as well. These included cities such as Namyangju, Gapyeong, Chuncheon, Inje, and Sokcho. Following their arrival at Sokcho, the instances began to move into the Sea of Japan in a northeastern direction. With the same events transpiring in other affected countries, operational priority was changed to information and damage control rather than containment. Currently, all SCP-5493-B instances are estimated to be moving towards the West Coast of the United States. The calls began shortly after Seoul. “South Korea is requesting assistance with information control.” One called. “China’s President is on the line!” The other said. “Ma’am, the Philippine President is calling too.” That happened an hour later. “India is asking about the Bs running through New Delhi.” This was major, and it hit close to home. “Ma’am Delegate, several nations are speaking about cooperating with other Groups of Interest instead.” That was vital. On and on the calls went, going from one head of state to another as requests for assistance, or information, or prioritization came in. Aanya loved Public Outreach, but God was it tiring. Especially with 54 countries suddenly waking up to their legislative officials turning into little more than indestructible balls of meat. Three nations had already sided with the Chaos Insurgency. Another five had begun talks with the Serpent's Hand. A few major ones were even talking about defunding the GOC and the Foundation altogether- something that Aanya was trying hard to prevent. Then the blame games happened. In Asia. In Europe. The Americas. Africa. Oceania. On every continent was another conflict to solve, another disagreement, another diplomatic incident. All she could do from her position was smile and wave, deftly navigating the rigors of international diplomacy in order to prevent worldwide escalation. At least the GOC was cooperating— her counterpart there, Delegate Bulsara, was known to be a very considerate diplomat. He was doing everything he could on his end to stop any conflicts from happening. Thank the gods for small blessings, Aanya thought to herself. Still, the last two days had left her a hefty amount of work— she had to take back-to-back calls all day, making sure to smooth out this misunderstanding and that, soothe wounded egos, force heads of state to come to an understanding. She hadn’t slept in the last forty-eight hours. Nothing had stressed her out this much since… ever. Even the early 2000s were less stressful than this. There’s always a bigger fish, she thought. Her predecessor said that, having had to navigate through the bloodbath that was the Cold War. She was inclined to agree with him now. Sighing with exhaustion, she put the telephone down. The American president was acquiring as to the anomalies on his country's soil. Bs were rampaging through DC at that very moment, and were ripe to go across the country to arrive at… whatever they wished to arrive at. California, she thought, remembering what One said during another one of their emergency meetings. They’re heading towards somewhere in California. Then, she heard a call come through- not on the telephone, but her personal smartphone. She immediately scrambled to take it. There was only one person in the world that it could be. She dragged the call sign to the center, and his majestic voice greeted her. “Hello, there.” She said lovingly in Hindi. She hoped her exhaustion didn’t show through her voice. “Aanya Laghari. Nice to hear your beautiful voice again.” Rajesh said, on the opposite side of the world. “Is your delegate work done yet? Padma is coming home from university. She wants to be able to see her grandmother for once.” “Padma is in university already? My goodness, she's grown!” Aanya said, a wide smile on her face. “But work calls, sadly. The United Nations always needs peace kept.” “How’s New York?” He said. “They’re treating you well at the UN?” “Of course.” She smiled. He never ceased to ask her that question. “I hope so, otherwise they’d have to face the mighty wrath of Professor Rajesh Laghari!” His voice grew deeper with that last part, as if he was a superhero. She still adored it, forty years into their marriage. She chuckled. Only her husband could make her laugh like that. "You should have joined me in studying Political Science when we were in college." "Oh," Rajesh said, chuckling back. "I'm not brave enough for politics." “That’s a new line.” She responded. “A fine addition to-“ Her secretary called from her office. “Ma’am, there is something you need to see.” She froze. Of all the damn times- “It’s work, isn’t it?” Rajesh said. The note of disappointment in his voice caused Aanya’s heart to sink. “Go on. The world needs you. Especially now that tensions are rising." “Rajesh…” Aanya began. “After this, I’ll call you back, alright?” “Of course.” “I love you.” She said. “I love you too.” He answered. “Good night, my dear wife.” The phone let out the sound that she hated the most- the sound of goodbye when things still needed to be said. It was outrageous. It was unfair. How the hell could she be one of the most powerful people in the Foundation and not even have the time to- She gritted her teeth… and sighed. She put the phone down. Aanya looked to her secretary. “Alright,” She said. “What is it, Leonor?” This is where the fun begins, she sarcastically thought to herself. Leonor stayed silent for a few moments. Aanya's chest started to go heavy. She didn't know why. "What is it?" She said impatiently, trying to take out the fear from her voice. Her hands began to shake. What the hell was taking her so long? Her secretary’s response came seconds later. “We're getting news of war in Asia and Europe, ma'am.” Leonor answered. Her voice was shaking. "Casualty numbers are just coming in. Three hundred military…" Leonor took a breath. Aanya heard her suppress a sob. "O-one thousand civilian. The news just came in when you were on the phone with the American president." Aanya’s heart immediately sank. She needed to call Bulsara at the GOC immediately. Her fingers closed around the phone on her desk. I'm sorry, Rajesh. she thought. 5/4/2020 5 months after release. The council chamber. The council chamber was tense- somehow, even tenser than it was half a year ago. To Aanya, those six months seemed like an eternity. Nine hundred and fifty thousand dead in the past half-year. Millions displaced. Several nations on the brink of collapse, many more fighting wars that only a few wanted. She sighed. To think that all of this was caused by a single anomaly. She bit her lip. No use dwelling on it now. One, once again, was piling up papers at the head of the table, ready to give a briefing on everything that’s transpired in the last six months. It was just him, Aanya, Bright, and Clef in the room- four overseers in a council of thirteen. The others were doing meetings elsewhere, trying to mitigate the political fallout of the recent conflicts. Bold, Ten, was off in the Middle East. Gears was coordinating with what was left of the GOC, helping with the last efforts of the organization at deescalation. Maria was indisposed, helping Disinformation with the most recent amnesticization efforts. Mann was in Korea. Kiryu, O5-12, was in Brazil. Aanya rubbed her eyes. The bags under them grew deeper with every day, a consequence of not sleeping any more than three hours for five months. She was aware that she seemed to age 5 years in that time- it was just the hazard of being on the job. She leaned back. Her bones felt wearier than ever. Her back seemed to crack with the pressure. Bright, at least in his current body, seemed to be feeling it too- Personnel, like Public Outreach, did not have it good. The eternally pissed off look on his face was replaced with one of exhaustion, which Aanya took as a bad sign. Bright was never not pissed. Clef was closing his eyes. Aanya doubted that he was actually sleeping, but Clef had just flown in from dealing with the aftermath of a particularly bad B “attack” in LA- the last blobs rolling in from places like Southeast Asia. He needed the rest. Of all of them, though, the one who aged the most was One- already a venerable figure at seventy-nine, he seemed to have lost ten years just from the stress of pulling the Foundation together. The lines on his face were far deeper than when Aanya last saw him in person four months ago, and his hair seemed to be completely white. His arms were frail and bony as he ordered the papers. One coughed. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” The presence in his voice was much diminished. Each of the overseers wearily sat up. One picked up the remote at his side, turning on the screen to display a static Foundation logo. “I know all of you have not enjoyed these past five months,” One said, a ghost of a smile on his face. “But from here on out, we will go past everything that’s happened in that… damned period.” He looked at all of them. “Let’s start.” The slide on the screen switched to a familiar picture- that of the blobs making their first move at Seoul. "This all started with the blobs- 5493-Bs, rolling across national borders, wreaking havoc, and forcing governments to find someone to blame for the 'terror attacks.'" He pursed his lips. "And blame someone they did." He looked straight at Aanya. “Despite our efforts to control the fallout, the governments who didn't know of our involvement wanted someone to pay. For many…" He took a breath. "…it was their neighbors. Within two months, global tensions were at an all-time high. Wars were starting. Old conflicts were reignited.” He gave a sad chuckle. It came out strangled and weak. "We couldn't stop any of it." Bright let out a resigned sigh. Clef could only look on. One shook his head in defeat. “God, to think that we thought we could contain this.” His voice had lowered to nothing but a rasp. He coughed again. “After that, the GOC began the process that would eventually lead to their decline. They’d heavily antagonized the use of the destruction caused by the terrorists as causes for war. They were the first to take the brunt of the blame.” He could only smile tiredly. “We suffered too, losing thirty percent of our income within two months of the start of the event. It was a shitshow from start to finish, something that pushed our Foundation to its limits.” Then, he shrugged. “But… we won. The Veil held up, the anomalous remained closed to the public, and the last of the Bs have made their way to their destination this morning, just in time for May the 4th.” His pale green eyes looked at them all. He smiled. It wasn't happy. “And it was then that I realized the reason as to why this all happened.” Aanya crossed her arms. They weren’t surprised at the very least- the realization had set in the moment they saw the video that morning. One switched to a slide displaying the destination that all of the SCP-5493-Bs had been looking for- a large estate just outside of Nicasio, California, once the workplace to an esteemed filmmaker, now the home to a parody of everything they’d struggled for the last five months. Thousands of blobs of all shapes and sizes were gathered all around the vicinity of the estate’s main house, waiting for the last of their brethren to join them. Skywalker Ranch. “It was here, at Skywalker Ranch, that we realized just what exactly all of this suffering meant. This picture was taken yesterday morning.” He switched to the next slide, showing a video of the last of the blobs coming to a stop outside of the main house. They were rolling abominations of flesh, using their arms and legs to push themselves forward- Aanya herself never got used to the sight of them. Over the months, they’d lost their clothing and their individual forms, instead turning into nothing more than one single bloated ball. That fact alone added to the morbid absurdity of the entire thing. One continued. “This video was taken just a few hours earlier. As you can see, it shows the last of the Bs coming to a stop outside of their destination. If you look closely…” Before Aanya’s eyes, the blobs began to change color and composition, turning from blobs of flesh into pieces of a cheek, of hair, of fat. Fifty turned into eyeballs. A hundred became parts of a tongue. When all of that was done, they began to build on top of each other, forming a neck as a base. The others climbed on top of them with limbs made out of hair, fat, bone, bare muscle, or skin, building more and more of the figure that they wished to create. All the while, Aanya could hear them screeching in agony, just like they first did all those months ago. She still wondered if those were the persons who were once part of them. Soon, a chin was formed, then the beginnings of a lower lip, then the rest of its upper lip. By then, the jaw was formed, followed by the cheeks, the nose, and the ears. Wrinkles began to form on the figure’s skin, growing deeper and deeper as more blobs began to fill the gaps. The eyeballs were soon formed right after, which was followed by the rest of the forehead. By the time twenty minutes had passed, the remainder of the figure’s hair was being finished, the hands of the blobs that made it up holding on tenuously to the blobs below them. It was an absurd thing, one that made Aanya laugh with outrage the first time she watched it. But now, all she felt was emptiness. Twenty-one minutes after the process began, the masterpiece that the blobs created was revealed to everyone watching- a perfect bust of Ian MacDiarmid during his role as Chancellor Palpatine, smiling with evil intent. As his face moved, the blobs that made it up moved in perfect concert, causing the figure’s face to look as if it was made out of flowers in a windy meadow. Aanya wanted to laugh. But she couldn’t. “I AM THE SENATE.” The figure of Palpatine said, moving his mouth as all the blobs that he was made of spoke at once. “I AM THE SENATE FROM 54 OF THE WORLD’S COUNTRIES, AND I SAY THE SEQUEL TRILOGY IS BULLSHIT.” Aanya looked around, watching the reactions of her fellow O5s as they sat in their seats in silence. They had all seen the footage before. The Palpatine figure continued booming. “THE RISE OF SKYWALKER IS HOT TRASH. LET US RETURN TO THE GLORY DAYS OF THE STAR WARS FRANCHISE, THE PREQUELS!” He smiled malevolently at that, as if what he said didn’t come at the cost of thousands of lives. “TODAY, GEORGE LUCAS, YOU WILL KNOW THE PAIN I FELT WHEN I WATCHED THAT GODDAMN MOVIE! EVEN ELDRITCH GODS CAN STILL BE DISAPPOINTED, YOU KNOW. I LOVE DEMOCRACY! I LOVE THE REPUBLIC! WHAT YOU ALLOWED TO BE DONE TO IT IS CRIMINAL.” Suddenly, the sound of loud applause could be heard from the figure, which churned like an audience at a stadium as the blobs clapped their hands for the abomination that they created. As they did, the Palpatine figure smiled widely, his eyebrows drawn up in a parody of a human expression. Then, he spoke his final words. “NICE ONE, GEORGE LUCAS, YOU FUCKING SELL-OUT. MAY THE FOURTH NOT BE WITH YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH.” At that, the blobs immediately collapsed to the ground, screeching as they did. A silence overcame the council chamber. In that single moment, Aanya Laghari, O5-13, could only laugh. One followed. Then Bright. Then Clef. It was an absurd thing, a hallmark of the cruelty of the universe, a mockery of everything they had worked for for the past five months. Their laughter echoed across the room, highlighting every single one of their follies, every single one of their wasted labors, every single life taken in pursuit of a cruel joke. That day, all the O5 council could do was laugh. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . So yeah, that's about it. . . I was mad, alright? I apologize. I couldn't exactly not do anything. . . . . . . But still, fuck Lucas. Footnotes 1. Also known as a hive mind 2. The strongest tranquilizers employed by the Foundation, usually used to neutralize large anomalies. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5493" by Ecronak, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5493. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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SCP-5493	uncontained	Ecronak Enjoyed the skip? Give some of my other works a look here! WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE HAS BEEN MODIFIED The contents of this page have been modified by an unauthorized user. Cognitohazards may be present in the following file. RAISA has been contacted. Peruse at your own risk. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Gods above, that message was a whole lot of ado for a whole lot of nothing. . . I didn't do anything bad. Just included a little story that I wanna tell. . . I sure do hope you enjoy it. I most certainly didn't. . . . . . . . . . . . Item#: 5493 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: warning link to memo The population of Washington D.C. evacuating shortly after SCP-5493. Special Containment Procedures: Due to the global nature of SCP-5493, all instances of SCP-5493-A are to be monitored at all times by Foundation operatives and contained within their respective legislative facilities. The surrounding area extending to ten kilometers from the facilities is to be evacuated. Any and all references to the incidents that have so far been caused by SCP-5493 must be expunged and their witnesses amnesticized. Close cooperation must be conducted with Global Occult Coalition operatives in order to prevent the veil of normalcy from breaking. Contact must also be maintained with the leaders of the affected nations. As such, personnel are expected to exercise caution when containing SCP-5493-A instances, due to concerns by world governments about the subjects' wellbeing. Lethal action is not authorized under any circumstances. Description: SCP-5493 is a spontaneous global phenomenon that affects the members of 54 of the world’s legislative assemblies. On 12/16/2019 at 1:23 PM, affected government officials (henceforth referred to as SCP-5493-A) have been reported to begin exhibiting erratic and extremely violent behavior, disrupting all legislative operations. No discernible cause has yet been found for the phenomenon. 12/16/2019 The day of release. Fuck that movie. The mood in the O5 council chamber was tense. Extremely so. One had called the emergency meeting as soon as dire news came through from both their operatives and the GOC, going hand-in-hand with everything else that’s happened in the last three hours. Everything was moving far too fast for their liking. Information lockdown efforts were holding, but they didn’t know for how long. The same thing went for the leaders of all the affected countries. If just one decided to squeal… Aanya decided not to think about that. Her Public Outreach already had their hands full. She checked her watch. It displayed the time as 1:10 AM- nearly twelve hours since the last incident of 5493. She looked around the council chamber. It was empty, emptier than usual- the recent incident had required the attention of many of their fellow overseers. Of the thirteen in the council, only five were present. One was slowly preparing his papers, readying to give the briefing of the current situation to the other overseers. His hands shook with every movement, something that Aanya hadn’t seen in years. She remembered the times when he stood strong, then pursed her lips- those times were long past. Two, Mann, was crossing his arms. She could tell that he was tense. His usual allies on the Council, Gears and Clef, were absent. That fact alone contributed to much of his nervousness. He was already furiously tapping his feet on the floor, while his right hand worried the large mustache on his upper lip. Aanya could only smile. The Mad Doctor, she thought. How we watched your career with great interest. Three and Four – Gears and Clef - were both physically absent and attending remotely, having been assigned to the situations in Russia and Korea, respectively. The same went for Six, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven and Twelve, though they had their cameras off. She hoped they were still listening. Maria Jones, O5-5, was biting her lip- Aanya could already see a bit of blood being drawn. Though she was often a stern and stony woman, the director of RAISA seemed to be letting her fear come to the fore, now. Even when Maria wasn’t directly involved with the efforts to contain 5493, Aanya knew through the whispers in the grapevines that she had a relative in the Senate- though who, she didn’t know. Last of all that were present in the council room was Seven, Jack Bright, and he was cranky. Personnel was just as busy as Public Outreach, and the recent 5493 incident had forced many of their operatives on the ground to relocate to other Sites and branches- relocations which Bright had to supervise himself. He wasn’t particularly happy about working with the GOC, either. One cleared his throat. “Alright,” He said, tenuously, yet still retaining his signature twang of authority. The weakness in his voice was obvious, though Aanya could tell that his mind was whirring with solutions. He turned on the slideshow on the screen to his left. “Let’s get to business.” Immediately, all those present stood up in their seats. One had always insisted that they made themselves presentable before every meeting, in days long past. The mannerism still stuck, even now. One began. He had the poise of an old and experienced professor, lecturing his students with strictness and authority. “I know all of you are familiar with today’s events, but let’s round this down.” His voice quivered. “On the sixteenth of December, 2019, at exactly 1:23 PM Seoul time, we received reports of a session of the National Assembly in South Korea being interrupted by a sudden outbreak of violence. Politicians were getting beaten by other politicians, shouting matches were the norm, and circular debates were being made.” He coughed. “Under normal circumstances, we would have dismissed this as a particularly active Assembly session, but then we received reports of the same thing happening all over the world.” He switched to the next slide. “One hour later, at 1:23 PM, the legislative branch of China exhibited the same behavior for no apparent reason. At that, we began to suspect that something was going on. The fact that this was an anomalous occurrence was confirmed when the legislative branch of the Philippines, Singapore and Malaysia all followed suit at the same time. Same violence, same goddamn nonsense. Prior to 1:23, all of the members would enter, regardless of their predetermined schedule. Once 1:23 strikes, violence erupts. Any attempts at stopping them end in failure, especially with their abilities and resistance to tranquilizers.” “Any questions so far?” One said, looking from Overseer to Overseer with a piercing glare. Aanya knew it was a strategy he used to keep their attention. No one dared ask One a question during a briefing. The first time anyone did was Mann, nearly ten years ago. She still smiled at the memory. “Seven?” One said, looking at Bright. Bright shrugged irritatedly. “Nah.” “A surprise to be sure. A welcome one, in fact. Two?” Mann looked up from his boot, then shook his head. One nodded to himself. Though he was but a shadow of what he was, he still maintained a formidable presence. “Good.” He turned to face the screen again. “Let’s continue.” He switched to a slide showing the US Senate and Congress in utter pandemonium. “All in all, 54 countries in total had lost all control over their legislative branches, causing a great headache for us at the Foundation. We don’t know what started it, but we’ve made some measures to address it.” He switched to the next slide, showing the GOC logo. “All of you know the deal we made with the GOC several hours ago, and the emergency vote that came with it. Twelve ayes, one nay.” Bright averted his gaze immediately. One continued. “We all know that even with our far-reaching influence and so-called unlimited power, we aren’t able to be everywhere at once. So, when we approved the proposal, we began to cooperate with the Global Occult Coalition on matters of containing and neutralizing the threat. With this, they requested twenty tons of our amnestic stock for information containment and two hundred of our personnel for assistance in containing the threat. Overall, not a large price.” Bright sighed nearly inaudibly to her left. He flashed to a picture of the South Korean National Assembly building being entered by operatives from the Global Occult Coalition and the Foundation. “This was our first operation: The National Assembly Building, in Seoul. Fifty operatives from our East Asian branch, sixty from the GOC.” He flashed to another picture depicting the operation within. Assembly members could be seen attacking multiple operatives. “Each operative was armed with tranquilizer guns, in order to neutralize the instances of 5493-A in a nonlethal manner. We hoped that this would put an end to the hysteria. Instead, it worsened it.” “Assembly members attacked operatives, manifesting superhuman abilities the moment they were stopped from performing their… activities.” He showed a blurred picture taken from an operatives’ helmetcam, depicting another operative being beaten to death by a South Korean assemblyman. “Due to the absence of an approved kill order from the South Korean government as well as Command for both forces, our operatives had to retreat with multiple casualties. Seventeen injured, three dead. Right after we left, the 5493-As resumed their activities.” Bright grunted with irritation. "Like fighting up against higher ground." He muttered. Aanya could only sigh in response. She herself agreed, though silently. One’s gaze turned to Bright in the space of half a moment. “Do you have anything to contribute, Bright?” He said, the strength of his personality showing through his wheezing voice. Bright stared at him. He bit his lip, trying to contain his frustration. Bright winced, then spoke. “Couldn’t we have just told our operatives to… fucking knock them out? Beat them with batons? Riot guards do it, why can’t we?” “Excellent question,” One said, placing his hand on the table. “But ultimately a foolish one. Though we are a secret organization, we are still beholden to what we serve…” He paused to breathe. “Humanity.” One stared Bright down. The old rivalry between teacher and student was heavily apparent in the room. One was a pragmatist, a man willing to compromise between staying true to his values and saving the things that gave birth to those values. Bright was loyal to the Foundation and its purpose, embodying its original vision until the bitter end. Bright didn’t respond, instead continuing to stare back at One. “Right now, the governments of the humanity we serve do not wish to see their officials harmed.” One spoke, finally. “I do not agree with it, but it is the price we pay. These are still influential senators, congressmen, and assemblymen. Politicking is seen everywhere, and we must be wary of it, no matter our policy of staying out of international affairs. The GOC, being a part of the UN, is even more sensitive to it than us. I do hope that does not surprise you.” A thick silence permeated through the room. Aanya looked at Bright’s face- changing from frustration to anger to rage- then back down to submission. Even now, One’s personality dominated everything. “I understand, Sir.” Bright said, leaning back in defeat. He sighed, and muttered something under his breath. “Good.” One said, nodding. “Let’s resume.” He turned back to the screen. “Due to the failure at the National Assembly in Seoul, we were forced to go back to the drawing board. Thirteen and her Public Outreach-“ he said, gesturing to Aanya, “were instrumental in our coordination with the Global Occult Coalition. Instead of containing them one-by-one, we opted to go for the information blackout, silencing witnesses and making sure not one of them squealed.” GOC and Foundation operatives under the guise of local law enforcement standing outside of the Capitol Building. He switched to a slide that showed both GOC and Foundation operatives standing outside of the Capitol building. “Current story right now is that of a worldwide coordinated terrorist attack. The 54 governments who are affected by this have agreed to tell that story. Until such a time occurs that this blows over, we must stay vigilant. The Insurgency has been silent on this, and so has the Hand. It is only a matter of time before they make their move.” He stood up straight. Pain crossed his face. “End of briefing. You may now speak.” The silence that followed was deafening. Everyone knew the gravity of being the one to speak first. Aanya looked around. Everyone else had their arms crossed, pursing their lips. After One’s grave briefing, every single overseer was deep in thought. Then, her phone vibrated. She got a text. Aanya immediately went to get it, combing through her messages. It was from one of her contacts in Seoul. She tapped the screen to read it. The message (written in Korean) was short. Assemblymen are exiting, they're attacking us. We need assistance as soon as possible. Her heart sank. She immediately looked up. "One, what of the attack on the-" “Excuse me, One,” Clef interrupted, his voice booming across the speakers of the room. “But the Blue House in Seoul has just sent us an urgent dispatch. Their National Assembly members are coming out of the building, but…” One turned around quickly. “What?” The way he said the word was edged with surprise- and dread. Clef responded. "Live feed from the ground is coming on now." “Do it.” One said, his voice going low. At that, Clef changed the screen to display a live feed from the Federal Assembly building. GOC and Foundation operatives armed with riot gear. The video was blurry, but showed just enough to cause fear in every single one of the onlooking overseers. In it, what seemed to be some twenty churning balls of flesh and bone rolled across the surface of the concrete outside the building. Both GOC and Foundation operatives were already drawing up to counter them, raising riot shields in the air as they prepared to fight. As the balls got closer, Aanya realized that they weren’t just any normal skips- they were the assemblymen, still dressed in priceless suits, merged together as one large fleshy ball. She could hear them screeching and groaning in pain as they rolled across the concrete floor, their all-too human screams painful to hear. She could hear their bones cracking agonizingly as the ball moved, picking up speed as arms seemed to sprout from it to push it forward, breaking upon impact as they met the ground. "JORJJJJJJJJ!" They shouted in unison. "JORRRRRRJJJJJJJJ!" “Jesus Christ.” Aanya could hear Maria say, to her left. “What the hell are those?” “We don't know.” Clef answered. “All we do know is that these are the assemblymen. All of them." On the video feed, the balls picked up even more speed with each second, covering several meters in the span of a second. She could hear the operatives drawing their breaths as they closed the distance. “Are we authorized to shoot them?!” She could hear an operative say in Korean. “No!” Their superior shouted back. “We aren’t cleared to-“ Suddenly, the balls seemed to glow bright red with what seemed to be heat, the sheer temperature on their surface causing them to hum. They were extremely close now, and it would only take a few seconds until- “HOLD FAST!” The commander said in the back. “HOLD DAMN FAST!” Then, in that moment, the balls crashed into the operatives, burning through them like a hot knife through butter. Many died in an instant, being seared to a crisp under the balls’ charge, and even more fell to the ground with vaporized legs and torsos, crying out in agony. Even from her position, thousands of miles away, Aanya had no doubt that the smell would have been of burnt flesh. The feed cut out, and the entire chamber was left in silence. One gulped. Aanya had no doubt that he was afraid now- everyone was. The specter of a Broken Masquerade hung in the balance. “Thirteen.” He said, looking at Aanya. His eyes were bloodshot, the deep wrinkles in his face getting even deeper by the second. “You may be excused- you must coordinate with the GOC. I have no doubt that the same will happen everywhere else. Find a way to stop this.” Aanya nearly sprung from her seat at the command. She nodded. “Affirmative, O5-1.” As she left, all she could hear was the Council collapsing into pandemonium- though unlike the assemblies that they were trying to contain, the noise and the arguments were all too normal. 12/17/2019 The day after. Item#: 5493 Level2 Secondary Class: uncontained Disruption Class: amida Risk Class: danger link to memo The Korean National Assembly Building Special Containment Procedures: Due to the global nature of SCP-5493, all instances of SCP-5493-B are to be monitored at all times, being intercepted when possible (see Addendum 5493.01). As the risk of the Veil collapsing at this time is extremely high, caution is to be exercised with regards to the interception of SCP-5493-B instances. Should a group of SCP-5493-B instances be predicted to cross one or multiple population centers, all personnel within these population centers must be evacuated as soon as possible. To reduce the risk of breaking the Veil, under no circumstances are operatives assigned to SCP-5493-B allowed to capture or damage any of the instances. Description: SCP-5493 is a spontaneous global phenomenon that affects the members of 54 of the world’s upper legislative assemblies. On 12/17/2019, at 1:23 AM, affected government officials (henceforth referred to as SCP-5493-A) began to amalgamate as instances of SCP-5493-B. SCP-5493-B is the designation for the combinatory amalgamations of multiple SCP-5493-A into roughly spherical blobs. The number of instances of SCP-5493-A in one instance of SCP-5493-B has been recorded to range from five to fifteen. SCP-5493-B instances achieve locomotion through the instances of SCP-5493-A within them using their limbs to push themselves across any given surface, allowing them to roll forward at speeds of up to 30 kilometers per hour. When faced with an aquatic obstruction, SCP-5493-B instances have been recorded to swim with a speed of up to 10 kilometers per hour. All SCP-5493-B instances have been known to be nominally indestructible, capable of regenerating when damaged and reforming when split. When faced with an obstruction or threat, SCP-5493-B instances are capable of spontaneously elevating their temperature to a maximum of 4000 degrees Celsius through unknown means. This allows them the ability of being able to melt through all known materials, including steel, titanium, and tungsten. Despite their composition, such high temperatures do not produce any discernible effect on the SCP-5493-B instances. Though SCP-5493-B instances initially seemed to possess no form of sentient intelligence, recent operations have proven that to be false. Along with being able to move as a single entity, SCP-5493-B instances have also shown to have some semblance of a gestalt consciousness1 between all other instances, allowing them to coordinate movements and efforts to “free” other entities (See Addendum 5493.01). As of 12/17/2019, 5477 instances of SCP-5493-B have been known to exist. Seogang Bridge immediately prior to the Seoul Operation Addendum 5493.01: Following the initial manifestations of SCP-5493-B and their breach of containment in Seoul, South Korea, a combination of Foundation and Global Occult Coalition forces amounting to two hundred operatives embarked on an operation to secure all instances before they exited the city limits of Seoul, chasing all instances across the recently locked-down Seogang Bridge. They were supplemented with three Apache attack helicopters and twenty Humvees. Due to the instances of SCP-5493-A within each SCP-5493-B instance being valuable to the Korean government, all operatives were told to only use lethal action when necessary, with the primary goal of the operation being containment. The operation began with the deployment of Class A tranquilizers2 by the operatives within the pursuing attack helicopters and Humvees. This proved to be ineffective. Following that, titanium mesh nets were deployed in order to apprehend each SCP-5493-B instance, which also proved to be ineffective when several SCP-5493-B instances moved in a coordinated manner to free each of the entrapped instances, melting through the titanium mesh. With the instances about to reach the end of the Seogang bridge, lethal action was authorized. Missiles and conventional weaponry were used on the instances to no avail, with damaged SCP-5493-B instances regenerating and reforming when possible. Due to the risk of the Veil being broken, the Seoul operation was aborted, with all SCP-5493-B instances continuing to move across Seoul. In preparation for the containment of information regarding SCP-5493, much of the Seoul area in the path of the SCP-5493-B instances was evacuated, with all other population centers in the aforementioned path being evacuated as well. These included cities such as Namyangju, Gapyeong, Chuncheon, Inje, and Sokcho. Following their arrival at Sokcho, the instances began to move into the Sea of Japan in a northeastern direction. With the same events transpiring in other affected countries, operational priority was changed to information and damage control rather than containment. Currently, all SCP-5493-B instances are estimated to be moving towards the West Coast of the United States. The calls began shortly after Seoul. “South Korea is requesting assistance with information control.” One called. “China’s President is on the line!” The other said. “Ma’am, the Philippine President is calling too.” That happened an hour later. “India is asking about the Bs running through New Delhi.” This was major, and it hit close to home. “Ma’am Delegate, several nations are speaking about cooperating with other Groups of Interest instead.” That was vital. On and on the calls went, going from one head of state to another as requests for assistance, or information, or prioritization came in. Aanya loved Public Outreach, but God was it tiring. Especially with 54 countries suddenly waking up to their legislative officials turning into little more than indestructible balls of meat. Three nations had already sided with the Chaos Insurgency. Another five had begun talks with the Serpent's Hand. A few major ones were even talking about defunding the GOC and the Foundation altogether- something that Aanya was trying hard to prevent. Then the blame games happened. In Asia. In Europe. The Americas. Africa. Oceania. On every continent was another conflict to solve, another disagreement, another diplomatic incident. All she could do from her position was smile and wave, deftly navigating the rigors of international diplomacy in order to prevent worldwide escalation. At least the GOC was cooperating— her counterpart there, Delegate Bulsara, was known to be a very considerate diplomat. He was doing everything he could on his end to stop any conflicts from happening. Thank the gods for small blessings, Aanya thought to herself. Still, the last two days had left her a hefty amount of work— she had to take back-to-back calls all day, making sure to smooth out this misunderstanding and that, soothe wounded egos, force heads of state to come to an understanding. She hadn’t slept in the last forty-eight hours. Nothing had stressed her out this much since… ever. Even the early 2000s were less stressful than this. There’s always a bigger fish, she thought. Her predecessor said that, having had to navigate through the bloodbath that was the Cold War. She was inclined to agree with him now. Sighing with exhaustion, she put the telephone down. The American president was acquiring as to the anomalies on his country's soil. Bs were rampaging through DC at that very moment, and were ripe to go across the country to arrive at… whatever they wished to arrive at. California, she thought, remembering what One said during another one of their emergency meetings. They’re heading towards somewhere in California. Then, she heard a call come through- not on the telephone, but her personal smartphone. She immediately scrambled to take it. There was only one person in the world that it could be. She dragged the call sign to the center, and his majestic voice greeted her. “Hello, there.” She said lovingly in Hindi. She hoped her exhaustion didn’t show through her voice. “Aanya Laghari. Nice to hear your beautiful voice again.” Rajesh said, on the opposite side of the world. “Is your delegate work done yet? Padma is coming home from university. She wants to be able to see her grandmother for once.” “Padma is in university already? My goodness, she's grown!” Aanya said, a wide smile on her face. “But work calls, sadly. The United Nations always needs peace kept.” “How’s New York?” He said. “They’re treating you well at the UN?” “Of course.” She smiled. He never ceased to ask her that question. “I hope so, otherwise they’d have to face the mighty wrath of Professor Rajesh Laghari!” His voice grew deeper with that last part, as if he was a superhero. She still adored it, forty years into their marriage. She chuckled. Only her husband could make her laugh like that. "You should have joined me in studying Political Science when we were in college." "Oh," Rajesh said, chuckling back. "I'm not brave enough for politics." “That’s a new line.” She responded. “A fine addition to-“ Her secretary called from her office. “Ma’am, there is something you need to see.” She froze. Of all the damn times- “It’s work, isn’t it?” Rajesh said. The note of disappointment in his voice caused Aanya’s heart to sink. “Go on. The world needs you. Especially now that tensions are rising." “Rajesh…” Aanya began. “After this, I’ll call you back, alright?” “Of course.” “I love you.” She said. “I love you too.” He answered. “Good night, my dear wife.” The phone let out the sound that she hated the most- the sound of goodbye when things still needed to be said. It was outrageous. It was unfair. How the hell could she be one of the most powerful people in the Foundation and not even have the time to- She gritted her teeth… and sighed. She put the phone down. Aanya looked to her secretary. “Alright,” She said. “What is it, Leonor?” This is where the fun begins, she sarcastically thought to herself. Leonor stayed silent for a few moments. Aanya's chest started to go heavy. She didn't know why. "What is it?" She said impatiently, trying to take out the fear from her voice. Her hands began to shake. What the hell was taking her so long? Her secretary’s response came seconds later. “We're getting news of war in Asia and Europe, ma'am.” Leonor answered. Her voice was shaking. "Casualty numbers are just coming in. Three hundred military…" Leonor took a breath. Aanya heard her suppress a sob. "O-one thousand civilian. The news just came in when you were on the phone with the American president." Aanya’s heart immediately sank. She needed to call Bulsara at the GOC immediately. Her fingers closed around the phone on her desk. I'm sorry, Rajesh. she thought. 5/4/2020 5 months after release. The council chamber. The council chamber was tense- somehow, even tenser than it was half a year ago. To Aanya, those six months seemed like an eternity. Nine hundred and fifty thousand dead in the past half-year. Millions displaced. Several nations on the brink of collapse, many more fighting wars that only a few wanted. She sighed. To think that all of this was caused by a single anomaly. She bit her lip. No use dwelling on it now. One, once again, was piling up papers at the head of the table, ready to give a briefing on everything that’s transpired in the last six months. It was just him, Aanya, Bright, and Clef in the room- four overseers in a council of thirteen. The others were doing meetings elsewhere, trying to mitigate the political fallout of the recent conflicts. Bold, Ten, was off in the Middle East. Gears was coordinating with what was left of the GOC, helping with the last efforts of the organization at deescalation. Maria was indisposed, helping Disinformation with the most recent amnesticization efforts. Mann was in Korea. Kiryu, O5-12, was in Brazil. Aanya rubbed her eyes. The bags under them grew deeper with every day, a consequence of not sleeping any more than three hours for five months. She was aware that she seemed to age 5 years in that time- it was just the hazard of being on the job. She leaned back. Her bones felt wearier than ever. Her back seemed to crack with the pressure. Bright, at least in his current body, seemed to be feeling it too- Personnel, like Public Outreach, did not have it good. The eternally pissed off look on his face was replaced with one of exhaustion, which Aanya took as a bad sign. Bright was never not pissed. Clef was closing his eyes. Aanya doubted that he was actually sleeping, but Clef had just flown in from dealing with the aftermath of a particularly bad B “attack” in LA- the last blobs rolling in from places like Southeast Asia. He needed the rest. Of all of them, though, the one who aged the most was One- already a venerable figure at seventy-nine, he seemed to have lost ten years just from the stress of pulling the Foundation together. The lines on his face were far deeper than when Aanya last saw him in person four months ago, and his hair seemed to be completely white. His arms were frail and bony as he ordered the papers. One coughed. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” The presence in his voice was much diminished. Each of the overseers wearily sat up. One picked up the remote at his side, turning on the screen to display a static Foundation logo. “I know all of you have not enjoyed these past five months,” One said, a ghost of a smile on his face. “But from here on out, we will go past everything that’s happened in that… damned period.” He looked at all of them. “Let’s start.” The slide on the screen switched to a familiar picture- that of the blobs making their first move at Seoul. "This all started with the blobs- 5493-Bs, rolling across national borders, wreaking havoc, and forcing governments to find someone to blame for the 'terror attacks.'" He pursed his lips. "And blame someone they did." He looked straight at Aanya. “Despite our efforts to control the fallout, the governments who didn't know of our involvement wanted someone to pay. For many…" He took a breath. "…it was their neighbors. Within two months, global tensions were at an all-time high. Wars were starting. Old conflicts were reignited.” He gave a sad chuckle. It came out strangled and weak. "We couldn't stop any of it." Bright let out a resigned sigh. Clef could only look on. One shook his head in defeat. “God, to think that we thought we could contain this.” His voice had lowered to nothing but a rasp. He coughed again. “After that, the GOC began the process that would eventually lead to their decline. They’d heavily antagonized the use of the destruction caused by the terrorists as causes for war. They were the first to take the brunt of the blame.” He could only smile tiredly. “We suffered too, losing thirty percent of our income within two months of the start of the event. It was a shitshow from start to finish, something that pushed our Foundation to its limits.” Then, he shrugged. “But… we won. The Veil held up, the anomalous remained closed to the public, and the last of the Bs have made their way to their destination this morning, just in time for May the 4th.” His pale green eyes looked at them all. He smiled. It wasn't happy. “And it was then that I realized the reason as to why this all happened.” Aanya crossed her arms. They weren’t surprised at the very least- the realization had set in the moment they saw the video that morning. One switched to a slide displaying the destination that all of the SCP-5493-Bs had been looking for- a large estate just outside of Nicasio, California, once the workplace to an esteemed filmmaker, now the home to a parody of everything they’d struggled for the last five months. Thousands of blobs of all shapes and sizes were gathered all around the vicinity of the estate’s main house, waiting for the last of their brethren to join them. Skywalker Ranch. “It was here, at Skywalker Ranch, that we realized just what exactly all of this suffering meant. This picture was taken yesterday morning.” He switched to the next slide, showing a video of the last of the blobs coming to a stop outside of the main house. They were rolling abominations of flesh, using their arms and legs to push themselves forward- Aanya herself never got used to the sight of them. Over the months, they’d lost their clothing and their individual forms, instead turning into nothing more than one single bloated ball. That fact alone added to the morbid absurdity of the entire thing. One continued. “This video was taken just a few hours earlier. As you can see, it shows the last of the Bs coming to a stop outside of their destination. If you look closely…” Before Aanya’s eyes, the blobs began to change color and composition, turning from blobs of flesh into pieces of a cheek, of hair, of fat. Fifty turned into eyeballs. A hundred became parts of a tongue. When all of that was done, they began to build on top of each other, forming a neck as a base. The others climbed on top of them with limbs made out of hair, fat, bone, bare muscle, or skin, building more and more of the figure that they wished to create. All the while, Aanya could hear them screeching in agony, just like they first did all those months ago. She still wondered if those were the persons who were once part of them. Soon, a chin was formed, then the beginnings of a lower lip, then the rest of its upper lip. By then, the jaw was formed, followed by the cheeks, the nose, and the ears. Wrinkles began to form on the figure’s skin, growing deeper and deeper as more blobs began to fill the gaps. The eyeballs were soon formed right after, which was followed by the rest of the forehead. By the time twenty minutes had passed, the remainder of the figure’s hair was being finished, the hands of the blobs that made it up holding on tenuously to the blobs below them. It was an absurd thing, one that made Aanya laugh with outrage the first time she watched it. But now, all she felt was emptiness. Twenty-one minutes after the process began, the masterpiece that the blobs created was revealed to everyone watching- a perfect bust of Ian MacDiarmid during his role as Chancellor Palpatine, smiling with evil intent. As his face moved, the blobs that made it up moved in perfect concert, causing the figure’s face to look as if it was made out of flowers in a windy meadow. Aanya wanted to laugh. But she couldn’t. “I AM THE SENATE.” The figure of Palpatine said, moving his mouth as all the blobs that he was made of spoke at once. “I AM THE SENATE FROM 54 OF THE WORLD’S COUNTRIES, AND I SAY THE SEQUEL TRILOGY IS BULLSHIT.” Aanya looked around, watching the reactions of her fellow O5s as they sat in their seats in silence. They had all seen the footage before. The Palpatine figure continued booming. “THE RISE OF SKYWALKER IS HOT TRASH. LET US RETURN TO THE GLORY DAYS OF THE STAR WARS FRANCHISE, THE PREQUELS!” He smiled malevolently at that, as if what he said didn’t come at the cost of thousands of lives. “TODAY, GEORGE LUCAS, YOU WILL KNOW THE PAIN I FELT WHEN I WATCHED THAT GODDAMN MOVIE! EVEN ELDRITCH GODS CAN STILL BE DISAPPOINTED, YOU KNOW. I LOVE DEMOCRACY! I LOVE THE REPUBLIC! WHAT YOU ALLOWED TO BE DONE TO IT IS CRIMINAL.” Suddenly, the sound of loud applause could be heard from the figure, which churned like an audience at a stadium as the blobs clapped their hands for the abomination that they created. As they did, the Palpatine figure smiled widely, his eyebrows drawn up in a parody of a human expression. Then, he spoke his final words. “NICE ONE, GEORGE LUCAS, YOU FUCKING SELL-OUT. MAY THE FOURTH NOT BE WITH YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH.” At that, the blobs immediately collapsed to the ground, screeching as they did. A silence overcame the council chamber. In that single moment, Aanya Laghari, O5-13, could only laugh. One followed. Then Bright. Then Clef. It was an absurd thing, a hallmark of the cruelty of the universe, a mockery of everything they had worked for for the past five months. Their laughter echoed across the room, highlighting every single one of their follies, every single one of their wasted labors, every single life taken in pursuit of a cruel joke. That day, all the O5 council could do was laugh. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . So yeah, that's about it. . . I was mad, alright? I apologize. I couldn't exactly not do anything. . . . . . . But still, fuck Lucas. Footnotes 1. Also known as a hive mind 2. The strongest tranquilizers employed by the Foundation, usually used to neutralize large anomalies. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5493" by Ecronak, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5493. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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More by this author! Item#: SCP-5494 Level1 Secondary Class: ticonderoga Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: danger link to memo An SCP-5494 instance observing a water intake station 220m below the surface of Lake Huron. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5494 is contained by the cultural practices of the First Peoples of the Great Lakes..Ticonderoga-class objects cannot be contained by the Foundation, but containment is also unnecessary. Description: SCP-5494 is a population of chimerical life-forms inhabiting the beds of Lake Huron, Lake Ontario, Lake Michigan, Lake Erie and Lake Superior in east-central North America..In cryptobiology, a "chimera" is an entity with physical characteristics derived from multiple discrete species. Though primarily feline (genus unknown), most catalogued examples also feature some combination of piscine scales, bovine horns, rodentine quills, avian feathers and a prehensile serpentine tail formed from pure copper..Specimens with more reptilian, ophidian (snake-like) features are attested in oral histories of the region. Precise enumeration of the SCP-5494 population in the Great Lakes is impossible; specimens are capable of blending seamlessly into their environments, disrupting both analog and digital recording apparatus, and altering weather patterns. Addendum 5494-1, Experiment Logs: Covert Foundation shipping on Lake Huron during the construction of Provisional Site-43 in 1942 was plagued by storms and attacked on nineteen separate occasions by anomalous entities. On the southeastern shore of the lake, the same entities frequently consumed workers at the Acroamatic Abatement Section's new refineries for anomalous materials. Co-Directors Dr. V. L. Scout and Dr. W. Rydderech were ordered by Overwatch Command to attempt capture or neutralization of SCP-5494. One mobile task force and one unit of D-class personnel formerly assigned to excavation duty were reassigned for this purpose. Experiment 5494-RE-01 Date: 05/24/1942 Intent: Determine the dietary preferences of SCP-5494. Theory: SCP-5494 instances resemble mutated panthers, cougars or lynx. Dr. Rydderech suggested that their diet might therefore consist of both large and small prey animals from the surrounding environment, captured at the shoreline. Procedure: One wild deer was released into the lake near Provisional Site-43. Observations: An instance of SCP-5494 appeared, ignored the deer, and consumed the feeding team. Conclusions: SCP-5494 prefers hominid food sources. In light of RE-5494-01, a more nuanced approach was authorized. Claiming that Dr. Rydderech's Acroamatic Abatement facilities were actually a new water purification plant for the nearby Department of Defense camp (the cover for the underground workings of Site-43), Foundation officials began consultation on native reservations in the region, particularly with the Anishnaabe..The Anishnaabe are a cultural and linguistic grouping of First Peoples (Canada) or American Indians (United States) speaking languages in the Algonquian family, including the Odawa, Ojibwe, Oji-Cree, Potawatomi, Mississauga, Nipissing and many further sub-groupings. Plural: Anishnaabeg or Anishnaabek. SCP-5494 was identified by elders in each nation as a class of manitou (spirits) known as "Mishipeshu," "Mishebeshu" or a variety of similar terms. Epithets in English include "underwater panthers" and "Great Lynx." According to legend, these beings originate from Michipicoten Island in Lake Superior,.This claim could not be verified, as no sightings on land had yet been made. hold the copper deposits of the Great Lakes sacred, and possess anomalous powers to heal, enrich fish harvests, and manipulate water. Informants indicated that SCP-5494 is extremely dangerous, yet receptive to supplication. Experiment 5494-RE-02 Date: 05/30/1942 Intent: Capture SCP-5494. Theory: Ojibwe Anishnaabe elders explained that SCP-5494's connection to copper was discovered when a youth successfully defeated one specimen by battering it with a wooden paddle, breaking off a piece of the metal from its tail. Dr. Rydderech suggested that SCP-5494 may be vulnerable to blunt force trauma. Procedure: Three members of MTF Gamma-43 ("Pond Scum") were instructed to patrol the waters near Provisional Site-43 in a reinforced raft and capture an SCP-5494 instance. Agents were armed with automatic rifles and riot sticks. Observations: Gamma-43 engaged two instances of SCP-5494 in combat. All three agents were consumed. Conclusions: Combat with SCP-5494 is inadvisable. After the Acroamatic Abatement Section began using Lake Huron copper to construct its pipes in early July, citing the anomalous healing properties ascribed to SCP-5494 and its environment, attacks on Foundation lakeside projects increased dramatically. Experiment 5494-RE-03 Date: 06/09/1942 Intent: Appease SCP-5494. Theory: Oji-Cree Anishnaabe elders described a game wherein one child takes on the role of SCP-5494 and attempts to drag others into the water with them. Dr. Rydderech suggested that demonstrating an understanding of this cultural practice (presently illegal under Canadian federal law) might please SCP-5494. Procedure: The game was attempted on the shoreline near Provisional Site-43 with D-class personnel. Observations Three instances of SCP-5494 observed the game until all personnel had been pulled into the water, at which point they consumed them. Conclusions: SCP-5494 is resistant to appeasement. Construction on Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-A was halted in mid-June 1942 when SCP-5494 demonstrated the ability to attack workers at inland job sites. This ability had been attested by multiple Anishnaabeg sources over the preceding months, but as all sightings had heretofore taken place in marine environments their testimony had been discarded as superstition. Experiment 5494-RE-04 Date: 07/02/1942 Intent: Negotiate with SCP-5494. Theory: Meskwaki elders conveyed a legend describing the eternal conflict between SCP-5494 and a second, unattested class of entity known as the "thunderbirds.".The Meskwaki are an Algonquian people of what is now the midwestern United States. Dr. Rydderech suggested proposing an alliance against the thunderbirds to the SCP-5494 population. Procedure: Dr. M. Barbeau, an anthropologist from the Archives and Revision Section of Provisional Site-43, recorded the legend in full without the permission or knowledge of the Meskwaki. He recited the legend to the lake, ending with a statement of solidarity with SCP-5494 in its conflict with the thunderbirds. Observations: Four SCP-5494 instances remained silent for the duration of the tale and subsequent statement. When these had concluded, they consumed all personnel present. Conclusions: SCP-5494 is resistant to negotiation. Subsequently, Dr. Scout successfully petitioned O5 to directly involve indigenous experts in the preparation of ritual materials for engagement with SCP-5494. Experiment 5494-RE-05 Date: 07/21/1942 Intent: Appease SCP-5494. Theory: Potawatomi Anishnaabe elders demonstrated the creation of a "medicine bundle" bound in snake skin, a traditional offering to SCP-5494. The elders presented their bundle to the lake without incident. Dr. Rydderech suggested repeating this ceremony with Foundation personnel. Procedure: A duplicate medicine bundle was created at Provisional Site-43 using materials previously seized by the Canadian Department of Indian Affairs. The two remaining MTF Gamma-43 agents presented the bundle to the lake, beseeching SCP-5494 to protect the Acroamatic Abatement facilities and grant healing powers to the copper used in their pipes. Observations: Five instances of SCP-5494 consumed all personnel present, pointedly rejecting the medicine bundle. Conclusions: SCP-5494's resistance to appeasement is confirmed. Addendum 5494-2, Response Outline: Historical Review Group CLIO-4 had by this time identified thirty uncontained anomalies native to the Lake Huron region. When consultation with indigenous informants revealed detailed knowledge of all thirty, Dr. Scout took over management of SCP-5494 from Dr. Rydderech and petitioned O5 to classify the affected reservations as a Nexus..A Nexus is a populated, persistently anomalous location excluded from standard containment procedures. Lake Huron and surrounding area, present day. Extent of Nexus-94 reservations in green (non-inclusive), Site-43 in red, Canada in pink, United States of America in white. Dr. Scout's request was granted on 3 August, 1942, and the reservations surrounding Lake Huron were collectively designated Briar-class Nexus-94 due to their low population and limited interaction with adjacent communities..A Briar-class Nexus requires only minor coverup and cleanup activities by the Foundation. The Anishnaabe (and several neighbouring groups) were thereby made exempt from standard amnesticization procedures; the federal government's "Indian agents" were explicitly excluded from this arrangement, having failed to demonstrate appropriate levels of discretion. Dr. Scout called an emergency conference of elders from Nexus-94 on 6 August. Five Indian agents attempted to log protests with the federal government over this violation of the (unlegislated and illegal) "pass system" restricting travel both to and from the relevant reservations; they were detained and amnesticized. Comparison of SCP-5494's campaign against the Foundation with Anishnaabe oral history revealed three points of divergence. First, before the construction of Provisional Site-43, underwater panther attacks had occurred only infrequently. Second, no attacks against Anishnaabeg had been recorded since the days of their ancestors, even while Foundation work sites and workers were under siege. Third, in every surviving tale the underwater panthers drowned their prey in the lake rather than consuming them. Anishnaabeg consultants suggested five causal factors for these behavioural departures when dealing with Foundation personnel and other non-indigenous peoples: the increased shipping on Lake Huron without appeal to SCP-5494 for safe passage; the industrial-scale removal of copper from the lake; the presence of "outsiders" in large numbers; the attempts made to capture SCP-5494; and the demonization of SCP-5494 by Christian missionaries. Consultants emphasized that SCP-5494 was a natural force to be propitiated and accepted, not confronted or contained. They speculated that SCP-5494 would resume its original behaviour if all aggravating factors were removed and all future interactions were carried out by the indigenous peoples alone, according to their own traditions. It was also suggested that the water purification project might be acceptable to SCP-5494 if it benefited the Nexus-94 reservations, instead of merely supplying the other Lake Huron facilities with clean water. Drs. Scout and Rydderech mandated these measures by fiat. All Foundation shipping on Lake Huron was halted, and "Lake Huron Supply, Control and Purification Site-43" began providing drinking water to reservations around southern Lake Huron — against strident objections from the Departments of Indian Affairs and Defense. The Foundation imported copper ore to restore the deposits in the lake bed, and sourced all future piping material from offsite. Dr. Rydderech subsequently reported an inexplicable twenty-three percent increase in the efficacy of the Acroamatic Abatement Section's facilities. No cases of SCP-5494 interference have been recorded in the succeeding eight decades; while the bed of Lake Huron continues to be monitored, and SCP-5494 sightings have been numerous, no further attacks on Foundation personnel have occurred. Addendum 5494-3, Update: From the files of Dr. V. Lesley Scout, Director of Site-43 (1965-1996). I am constantly having to explain to visiting Foundation officials that yes, there are uncontained underwater panthers in the lake, and no, we're not attempting to contain them. There has been a serious failure of understanding, here: it's not our lake, and they're not our panthers. — V. Lesley Scout, journal entry, 09/15/1966 « SCP-5382 \| Words of Power and Poison \| SCP-5520 » ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5494" by HarryBlank, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5494. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-5495	neutralized	A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} FILE INFO You are viewing External Document 5495, point of origin EXTORG-002, 'The Foundation'. File has been shared with PTOLEMY Command in order to facilitate mutual cooperation following cleanup of LTE-5495. Statements of suspect have been highlighted in blue — hover over them to view attached results from the PSYCHE investigation. PTOLEMY COMMAND UNGOC 2/5495 LEVEL 2/5495 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-5495 Neutralized Structural diagram of SCP-5495. SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES SCP-5495 has been airlifted to Site-341 and is undergoing reverse-engineering and investigation into its anomalous effects. Access is restricted to L4/54952. Description SCP-5495 is a component of a nonfunctional paraweapon, constructed by the Organization for the Reclamation of Islamic Artifacts (ORIA). The particular nature and mechanics of SCP-5495 are under study, but is understood to have ontokinetic effects on nearby individuals, items, and locations. Alone, SCP-5495's effects are variable, violent, and uncontrollable; it is theorized that the rest of the weapon provides a focusing aspect, allowing the weapon to be directed and effectively utilized. Physically, SCP-5495 is a steel cylinder 0.5m long and 0.25m wide, capped at both ends with discs of beryllium-bronze, weighing 20kg. Its internal composition is The cause for this expungement is filed under "sensitive information".[REDACTED]. See PSYCHE Investigation Item Charlie.ORIA denies any knowledge of SCP-5495 or the rest of the components. Further investigation is discouraged to preserve their already-strained diplomatic relationship with 'Western' anomalous organizations. SCP-5495 was discovered in 1990 following reports of anomalous ontokinetic activity in Andar, a small village in Ghazni, Afghanistan. Activity reported was a variety of ontokinetic effects, including but not limited to spontaneous generation of entities, memory alteration, landscape alteration, biological mutations, sudden ontokinetic ability, etc. The latent ontokinetic contamination produced by SCP-5495 affected the villagers who had removed SCP-5495 from its unsecured storage facility unaware of its effects or purpose, likely to sell it for scrap, and resulted in these anomalies. Timeline Origin Due to ORIA's lack of cooperation, little is definitively known about SCP-5495's origins. It is theorized to have been in construction since at least 1980, under orders by the military leadership, presumably to be used in the Iran-Iraq War. Whether the weapon was never finished or was used and then disassembled is similarly unclear; what is known is that by August of 1990, SCP-5495 was residing in "Qardū" does not appear on any ORIA facility listings available to PSYCHE, though this could be indicative of its secrecy. Accusation of illegal quartering is curious — Afghan-Iran relations pre- and post- Revolution make an ORIA outpost a reasonable possibility.an abandoned ORIA storage facility codenamed "Qardū", (illegally) located in Nawa, Ghazni Province, inside Afghani borders. Removal from Qardū On August 14th, Jamsheh Behzadi, 27, discovered the entrance to Qardū several kilometers from his family homestead. ORIA facilities generally tend toward more esoteric security involving Type-Blue energy.The metal entry door was rusted shut, so he noted the location and resolved to return with assistance. On August 15th, he returned with his cousin Farhad Behzadi, 19, and a friend from the nearby village of Andar, population 598— Abdullah Hashem, 21. Using tools taken from Hashem's father, the group broke the seals on the door and entered the two-room facility, believing they had stumbled upon a Odd accusation, but entirely possible for young rural men — question arises on how Foundation Interviewers discovered this knowledge.Pakistani military outpost. They discovered it to be deserted and empty, save for several padded crates containing nonperishable food, ammunition, and one specially padded crate containing SCP-5495, found by Farhad: We were so stupid. Idiot teenagers playing explorers, completely clueless as to what we'd walked into. If I could reach through time just once, I would gladly use it to go back and tell the three of us to turn, to run, far far away. I was the first one to see it, you know. Jamsheh was amazed by the machine-gun bullets and the military food, and I pried open the other crate, shoved so far into the corner. The place was so dimly lit and dusty… it had the distinct air of some place that had been forgotten. When I cut the locks and Farhad looked inside, I saw the strange metal thing, and he laid a hand on it - he said it was warm in the center and cool at the edges - we felt like we had discovered something miraculous! None of it knew what it was, of course — Jamsheh was going to the capital in a few weeks to visit some friends at the university, he said he would take it up then and figure out if it was worth any money, and he would split it among us. We were so stupid. The group loaded SCP-5495 and the ammunition and food into a wheelbarrow and carted it to Hashem's house in the village, where they decided it would be stored to avoid scrutiny from the Behzadi parents until Jamsheh took it to Kabul. At the time they parted ways, it is likely that Farhad was the only one contaminated due to his direct inhalation of the Few directed paraweapon concepts would vent into the surrounding air.stale, contaminated air in the container. Core Exposure By August 17th, Hashem had sold most of the ammunition, earning a considerable profit for the area. He investigated SCP-5495, hoping to find some clue as to its purpose or design; he discovered a small aperture in the side of Polarized glass is far too brittle to be used in a weapon core and is generally reserved for scientific equipment.polarized glass, and attempted to shatter it — poor storage conditions had left the other primary seals degraded to the point of uselessness. He succeeded in exposing the internal core of the device — while the device had already begun latently lowering the local reality level, the destruction of the seal increased the efficiency of this process twofold. Disturbed by his damaging of the device, he quickly put it away and did not unearth it until the day after. However, direct contact to the internal core likely meant he was already exposed to an overwhelming dosage of The cause for this redaction is filed under "sensitive information".[REDACTED]. At the Behzadi household, Farhad had already fallen ill the afternoon after his discovery of SCP-5495. By the evening of August 18th, he was bedridden and complaining of aching pains and nausea. This was thought to be a result of food poisoning. His older sister, Raazyah Behzadi, 20, was his primary caretaker: His room felt so strange. I came in every hour or so with water and to check on him, he was just rolling around in his sheets, drenched in sweat. His room felt like it was much larger than it was, kilometers long, but I could move across it one step. It's hard to explain, but it just didn't feel quite real. In hindsight, what should have told me it was something unnatural, though, was the rat. I woke up to sounds of retching, like he was choking on something. I opened the door and looked in, I thought he would be vomiting and then he would be fine. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes wide. I asked what was wrong and he just pointed to a grey spot on the floor - a rat, I realized. Grey and wet with moisture, dead on its back. I figured he had just killed the rat, though rats aren't very common here, and closed the door. It never occurred to me that the rat was wet with spit. Through taking care of Farhad, Raazyah was similarly exposed to Only the most reckless of paraweapon concepts would use latent Type-Green energy as a transmission vector — carries a large risk of friendly fire.latent ontokinetic energies in his system from his primary exposure to SCP-5495. The secondhand nature of her contamination was weakened enough to manifest as little more than idle shifting that lasted for a few seconds at maximum. By August 18th, Hashem, Farhad, Raazyah, and their parents Hussein and Latifa were contaminated. Instability On August 19th, Jamsheh went down to Hashem's home to investigate SCP-5495. Hashem was absent at the time, selling the remainder of the ammunition and food, and Jamsheh discovered the aperture, which had been leaking ontokinetically-unstable radiation at an increased rate for the entire night into the surroundings — including into the store of food that Hashem would wake up to sell in the morning to the rest of the village. This incident resulted in the contamination skyrocketing from ~4 cases at the time to ~300, well over two-thirds of the village population. Theoretically possible, if contrived.The ingestion of contaminated food imbued individuals with uncontrollable ontokinetic abilities that, while individually minor, were greatly amplified by SCP-5495 degrading the reality-stability of the region. Reports of widespread sickness increased as suspicions grew that some sort of plague had descended upon the village, accompanied by rumours of witchcraft or some divine punishment being cast upon the citizens. Jamsheh's investigation included using a saw and bolt cutter to Extremely unlikely that a weapons-grade reality core could be disassembled by one individual with primitive tools.remove a piece of SCP-5495's casing and peer inside. The removal of the casing quadrupled the speed of reality-degradation by exposing significantly more of the core substance. Jamsheh himself almost instantly received a massive overdose, likely causing No feasible explanation for how Foundation investigators were able to infer this level of detail without experience.rapid warping and distortion of physical structure and composition, followed by a sudden return to normality, resulting in massive internal trauma, destruction of bones and organs, failure of conception, and internal liquification. It is unclear whether Jamsheh died as a result of this, or survived in a semi-real state until August 20th. Meanwhile, spontaneous reality failures were occurring in the homes of other villagers: I think that was the most scared I've ever been in my life. I was sitting at the dinner table with Amir and Papa, and… I asked someone to pass the dish. Amir reached out, and everything just… shook. Like the world was buzzing with violence. It only lasted for a split second, but I could tell Papa felt it too, because I saw him make a face. Then Amir touched the dish and it turned into a dead cow, trussed up and bleeding from skewers, then Mother, then Najibullah3, and then Amir, all in a second. He screamed, so did I, and Papa asked us why we were shouting, and we saw nothing had happened at all. I know what I saw. A glimpse of what was to come. The reality level of the village had already fallen to dangerous lows, and the density of ontokinetically-capable individuals rapidly increasing resulted in a full collapse of consensus reality on August 20th. Collapse In the early morning of August 20th, Farhad Behzadi died in his bed. However, the local area of destabilized reality caused by his contamination resulted in his corpse rising and going about the house in a jerking, puppet-like gait and speaking to the rest of the family. This illusion faltered when the corpse, still subject to physical decomposition, succumbed to rigor mortis, and collapsed in the middle of the kitchen during breakfast with his parents and Hashem — no one had discovered Jamsheh's body, and Raazyah had gone into town to get groceries. Upon the realization that Farhad was and had been dead, the collective ontokinetic potential of Hussein, Latifa, Hashem, and Farhad's corpse was unleashed in an emotional rage that is believed to have set off an explosive chain reaction — when villagers in Andar saw the Behzadi homestead at the corona of a blinding explosion of color, their panic and fear involuntarily activated their abilities, forming a positive feedback loop. Eyewitness accounts of this are extremely difficult to separate from ontokinetic creations and hallucinations, but a general image can be gathered: It was exhilarating. The worst thing I have ever lived through, inarguably. I was in the mountains when the Russians invaded and when they pulled out, I lived through the fighting and the shelling and the Talibans. This was a fresh kind of agony. I saw my house be stripped away layer-by-layer like a cow being skinned, exposing the sinewy skeleton inside. My family became a series of giggling explosions, mortar shells frozen midway through detonating. They danced around my head as the sun came up and back down, a thousand times in a second. The ground was much too far away, but I could feel my toes touch it before my toes stopped being there. I was a series of blocks and rods, then calligraphy, then the goat I kept as a child. I could see in all six directions and all my neighbors, friends, families, all were doing the same thing. It went on for days as my home, the home of my parents and their parents and their parents before them, just…. fell apart, in front of our very eyes, because there was never really anything holding it together at all. We were all just there, living out some unreal personal Hell. Or Heaven, maybe. I'm not too sure. Intervention At this point, a Foundation source in the district's police force became aware of the events transpiring in Andar, and submitted an investigation advisory. One of these agents was an embedded GOC sleeper agent, who alerted Regional Command to a likely Type-Green PTE on-location.Two agents from Kabul were dispatched to the village, arriving in a Jeep: Well, it was a nightmare, wasn't it? A disaster. It was like a surrealist warzone. Most of the mud-and-clay houses had been properly destroyed, reduced to some wet purple cubic substance that only resembled rubble. The village square was, I remember, the distended and taffy-stretched bodies of a man and his wife laying next to themselves, on and on and on into the infinite horizon. Then I took a step and I was past them. I'm still not sure whether the- the corpses had been vastly multiplied in on themselves or whether I was being looped around and around the town. The sky was a peculiar shade of water, and the water… well, I think that's not relevant. My point is that it was horrible. I know it sounds like I'm being cavalier, but that's because.. it's one of those things that you see and you just… don't quite process it, your brain decides you'll be more effective if you just maintain a layer of disconnect with your surroundings. A dissociation of necessity. A lot of the details are faded, now, but I remember one thing - a light, soft hissing coming from everywhere all at once, barely perceptible over the fires and the intense bum-ba-bum and the sounds of a bleeding ground. A very quiet and a very strained screaming. Agents retreated from the village, reporting the situation to the field office in Kabul, which relayed it to Site-34. Tactical Response Team Romeo-Nine "Sandstorm" was discreetly deployed to establish a containment cordon and assess the situation. Officers equipped with Kant counters determined the location was in a state of dramatically unstable and shifting reality, and authorized the aerial drop and activation of a Mobile Scranton Reality Anchor from a CH-47 Chinook. The MSRA landed in the village center and began functioning, allowing Romeo-Niner to move in and secure the area shortly before the Assessment Team 0296 "Clay and Fire", followed by Strike Team 0995 "Dune Demons".arrival of Global Occult Coalition forces. Cleanup Of a population of ~450, 98 survivors were rescued by the Foundation, the vast majority suffering from some form of reality-manipulated syndromes, including but not limited to: expulsion of living mammals, substitution of blood and organs with mundane household objects, fractally infinite bodies, altered conceptions of self, base identity and body changes, a litany of mental issues (anomalous and non-anomalous), and spontaneous implosion. While the abilities were much more limited in scope following the enforcement of consensus reality on the region and the resulting smaller Hume differential, they were still considerable and numerous. Kant counters tracking the epicenter of the collapse of reality found two points of note; the location that had once held the Behzadi household and the Hashem household. The former had been entirely annihilated; the house and property had simply vanished, leaving behind a low, wide crater containing Hashem, Raazyah, and Hussein all in shock and suffering from acute paralysis in addition to the ontokinetic effects of the others. Farhad's body had, according to the group, 'not become', and taken his mother with him. The Hashem household led to the discovery of SCP-5495 as the root cause of the incident, as well as of the liquefied remains of Jamsheh Behzadi. Type-Green and amnestic treatment were used to gradually return surviving victims to a state of relative normality. Due to classified methods, GOC troops were not allowed on-site for the duration of the Foundation occupation, to much consternation. The approximate timeline above was constructed using testimony from the surviving actors prior to amnesticization4. Conclusion The events caused by SCP-5495 have resulted in significant damage to the lives of all individuals involved, whether they survived or not. The more harshly-affected individuals were unable to be returned to normality and have surrendered themself to humane Foundation containment as Persons of Interest. They will be provided medical care for the duration of their lives. All corpses and bodies pulled from the rubble of Andar have been cremated where possible and otherwise destroyed. The ashes and remains are stored at Site-34 in the same isolation chamber as SCP-5495 itself, in telekill-lined steel urns. It is believed the latent ontokinetic properties of the remains will This degree of estimation is beyond current science available to PTOLEMY Research and Development; indicated the Foundation either has a significantly more advanced understanding of anomalous sciences than previously thought, or have previous experience with this degree of Type-Green contamination. not entirely subside to negligible levels for another 150 years at minimum: I don't know why this happened. Divine punishment, making us Sodom and Gomorrah to teach Lut's wife a lesson. Supernatural, witchcraft, something. I don't know. I know that I'm never going to be able to visit the graves of my family and that's someone's fault. I don't even know if I want them to pay, but I want them to know what they did. Just hurry and make me forget like the others. While ORIA is generally spiteful of perceived Western judgement, historically they prefer to exercise an almost excessive degree of caution in all activities.The recklessness and negligence of ORIA in adequately storing and disposing of their parawaste has caused catastrophic damage and loss of life for uninvolved civilians. However, due to ORIA's complete denial of any involvement in the events, retaliatory action or exigent investigation is inadvisable at best. PSYCHE ITEM CHARLIE The following encoded communications were intercepted at Foundation Site-34 by a deep-cover PSYCHE Special Observer. \| 09031990████Z \| ENCODED TRAFFIC \| TO: S-001>109385 \| FROM: S-34>093842 \| RE: OPERATION FLAMING LANTERN COLLAPSED SRA + VICTIM REMAINS ARE IN CONTAINMENT @ 34, RESTRICTED TO LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE SURVIVOR AUTOPSIES SCHEDULED FOR TWO WEEKS DOCUMENT TRANSFER UPDATE? SOME ADMINS WORRIED ORIA DIPLOMATS MAY TRY TO RAISE FUSS WITH GOCS \| 09031990████Z \| ENCODED TRAFFIC \| TO: S-34>093842 \| FROM: S-001>109385 \| RE: OPERATION FLAMING LANTERN SUCCESS - AMBASSADORS ACCEPTED DOCUMENT AS SIGN OF COOPERATION + REPARATION FOR TURNING AWAY STRIKE TEAMS ORIA OF LOW RISK WHO'S GONNA BELIEVE THEM? Footnotes 1. Foundation multipurpose site in Balochistan, Pakistan 2. Foundation compartmentalized security nomenclature; equivalent to Top Secret. 3. President of Afghanistan from 1987 to 1992. 4. Foundation practice of chemically erasing memories from civilian witnesses. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "EXTDOC-5495" by Rounderhouse, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5495. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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Any staff found utilizing SCP-5496 in any way, unless explicitly authorized otherwise, are subject to immediate debriefing and possible disciplinary action. Should any anomalous activity characteristic of likely SCP-5496 usage be observed by staff, it should be immediately reported to their superiors, Site-43 administration, and/or members of the SCP-5496 research team.2 No feasible methods of long-term physical containment are currently known, due to factors such as SCP-5496’s penchant for spontaneous translocation to other locations around the site if it becomes sufficiently obstructed from access by members of site staff; its super-durability against all forms of material damage tested so far; and the inability to maintain visual warnings or messages advising against use within the vicinity of SCP-5496 itself. As such, current containment tactics primarily center on recurring instruction to all on-site staff of the properties and dangers posed by SCP-5496.3 Individual personnel of sufficient clearance may submit containment and testing proposals for review. While this file has been given a default clearance level of Three (lvl 3/5496) for all other sites and posts, all Site-43 employees have been given special provisional level 1/5496 clearance to view the bulk of this file. All such employees are to read this file at least once in its entirety, and to be proactively apprised of any significant updates as necessary. Additionally, monthly weekly reminders are to be given to all Site-43 staff that any complaints, issues, or suggestions relating to perceived issues with some aspect of their workplace environment are to be directed through the appropriate channels via Hiring and Regulation; and that there is not now, nor has there ever been, any sort of officially sanctioned Site “Suggestion Box.” Description: SCP-5496 is a small box found affixed to various walls from all around the interior of Site-43 since its sudden appearance on February 12, 2022, with the words “Suggestion Box” prominently displayed across the front, and a smaller inscription written on its right side: Hello, Foundation staff! Here at Site-43, we strive to push boundaries and incorporate novel and non-traditional strategies in our perpetual mission of Securing, Containing, and Protecting anomalies from the world and the world from anomalies. However, there's always room for improvements, so we'd like to hear your ideas, fellow Foundationers! Just fill out a slip, drop it in, and your concerns shall be addressed as quickly as possible! - Chief Administrator Karen T. Hellstorm4 SCP-5496. Whenever these instructions are followed, a unique anomalous event will occur based on the contents of the submitted “suggestion.” The exact nature and effects of such incidents vary, but almost always involve "granting" the submitted requests; primarily in senses that honor the letter of the request in an overly literal, exact, or unusual manner, and while paying little to no consideration to the intended meaning itself. These requests vary in their ultimate utility to the triggering user, providing them with some overall benefit at least as often as any detriment. At the same time, particular effects almost invariably detract from broader Site-43 operational efficiency, capacity, and/or security.5 SCP-5496 itself is made of an unknown, extremely durable material visually reminiscent of rusted metal. Small pencils and slips of paper are also present next to a horizontal opening at the top.6 Discovery: SCP-5496 was unwittingly “discovered" and utilized by a number of staff over a three-day period. Specifically, it was used by staff who did not initially recognize its anomalous properties or a potential connection to the recent major increase in the number of on-site accidents, technical failures, and maintenance issues. Most staff outside of either the Quantum Supermechanics or physically adjacent Research and Experimentation sections, including those in Hiring and Regulation and administrative positions, remained initially unaware of the appearances of SCP-5496. It wasn't until the morning of February 14, 2022, that any staff members directly noted the apparent anomalous results which followed submissions to SCP-5496. Dr. Xinyi Du, Chair of Quantum Supermechanics, reported the appearance of SCP-5496-1 and his team's suspicions of its anomalous nature. A video log is available below; ■ View Video Log ■ □ Close Log □ Foreword: The following log was taken from Section 5a break room security camera footage. <Begin Log> Jr. Researchers Mindy Wright and Thad Cameron are seated at a table discussing a popular television show as Dr. Xinyi Du enters the room. Du: Hey guys. Wright and Cameron both wave and continue their discussion as Du makes his way to the refrigerator. After removing a bottle of water, Du notices the instance of SCP-5496 affixed to the far wall. Du: What the hell is that? Wright: (Looking up) Oh, the suggestion box? Yeah, I mean the note kind of explains it. I don’t know when they put it up though. Cameron: I think it was the day before yesterday. Du: This seems kind of odd to me. Doesn’t really seem like the Foundation’s style… Cameron: What do you mean? Du: C’mon, in what universe would the Foundation base its internal conflict management on soliciting complaints and suggestions via a little box in the break room… Was there an email, or, uh, some kind of notice about this? Wright: Not that I know of, but maybe it wasn’t a big enough deal to bother. Du: Are you kidding? They send out notices about everything, no matter how small. Besides, there’s already a sophisticated system in place for submitting things like grievances and proposing workplace changes on the Intranet. Honestly, I’m not sure this should even be here… Around this time, Junior researcher Joel Davenport enters the breakroom, and presumably overhearing the conversation in progress, elects to provide his own opinion as he pulls a slip and a pencil from SCP-5496. Davenport: Oh Dr. Du, you’re always so cynical. I, for one, think the box is a neat little way to solicit feedback from us little worker ants. Wright: What are you writing now? Davenport: Oh, just to turn up the heat in the QS labs a bit. It’s always too chilly in there. Davenport turns to deposit his slip into SCP-5496-1. Du: Look, I’m just saying, I’m not sure we should just ta— Du is interrupted by the sound of an explosion originating down the hall, as well as the blare of the fire alarms immediately after. Davenport turns to look at his colleagues and then back at SCP-5496. Davenport: Y’all, uh… y'all don't think that was related, right? <END LOG> □ Close Log □ Addendum 5496.01: Activation Incidents Initial incidents later linked to SCP-5496 usage were determined via cross-reference with security footage of the room where SCP-5496 initially appeared, and questioning of staff seen using SCP-5496 as to exact requests when necessary. ■ Results of Pre-Containment Usage ■ □ Close Log □ INCIDENT 12.02.22.JK: Senior Researcher Jason Kaplowitz; February 12, 2022 Request: “A new coffee maker for this break room, the current one barely functions.” Result: A small, potted Coffea arabica sapling appeared in place of the normal coffee machine Additional Notes: The whereabouts of the original machine have not been discovered. INCIDENT 13.02.22.HB: Archives and Revision Chair Harold Blank; February 13, 2022 Request: “Revamp the ventilation system or something around the Archives Section, the smell from the acroamatic abatement processing can be overpowering at times.” Result: Twenty-seven high-powered industrial fans appeared scattered around the Archives and Revision Section wing overnight, often located immediately next to (and directed towards) document and file shelves, causing a large number of physical documents to scatter and mix together across large areas of floor and desk space. Additional Notes: Cleanup and reorganization of physical files took nineteen hours over a three-day period, though most physical documents were recovered without extensive or irreversible damage.7~8 INCIDENT 13.02.22.MW: Junior researcher Mindy Wright; February 13, 2022 Request: Finally fix that middle elevator in the QS Section entrance. It's slow as shit and sometimes doesn’t even stop at the right floor. Result: The elevator referenced in the request greatly increased in acceleration rate, with passengers experiencing up G-forces of up to around 6.5 G’s. Additional Notes: Seven staff suffered moderate-to-severe injuries before the affected elevator was deactivated entirely. The effect was not removed after attempted repair and experimental reactivation, and remains offline indefinitely. INCIDENT 14.02.22.CF: Janitor Cora Fritz (JM.37); February 14, 2022 Request: Start providing advance warning to the rest of us when Deering is scheduled to work in the same area. That “Doug” of his never stops being any less frightening, and it can be hard to focus when he’s there, but maybe at least some time to mentally prepare would help a little. Result: All active Janitorial and Maintenance employees other than SCP-5056-B received emails from the internally-unassigned address ten.pcs\|6945_xoBnoitsegguS#ten.pcs\|6945_xoBnoitsegguS, with each email containing digital copies of all Site-43 staff schedules for the week, even files of preliminary or high-clearance-only schedules. I&T quickly scrubbed the email from employee inboxes, and did so again the next day when a new batch was generated.9 A specialized filtering program was quickly designed to search for and automatically delete future emails in the future. Additional Notes: J&M employees who reported reading any of the documents were provided amnestics. Daily emails outlining internal scheduling information for all Site-43 staff members continue to generate, but the Filter program remains successful in removing them immediately after generation. □ Close Log □ Additionally, even since the implementation of site-wide warnings and explicit instruction against the usage and activation of SCP-5496, several instances of staff doing so anyway have occurred since. Approved examples are outlined below. ■ Results of Unauthorized Usage ■ □ Close Log □ INCIDENT 28.02.22.PG 28/02/2022, Field Agent Arthur Jameson, February 28. Request: Return of Casual Friday for all field agents with no current or imminent deployments. Result: All agents meeting the referenced criteria began to dress, work and behave with uncharacteristic and drastic unprofessionalism every Friday. Though agents profess remembering their experiences and mindset afterward, they also report variations of unshakeable nihilism, and almost universally indicate that nothing that’s said to them in that state would likely shake them. Additional Notes: The recurring effect proved immune to amnestics, hypnotherapy, targeted memetic agents, etc. until Dir. McInnis officially reinstated Casual Fridays in its original form. The effect did not return even when tentatively removed once again on February 19, 2022. INCIDENT 02.03.21.WW: Dr. William Wettle; March 2, 2022 Request: More restocking of pens, markers, etc. They seem to get lost faster than they get resupplied. Result: A supply closet in Section 14c was spontaneously filled to the room's boundaries im every side with various kinds of writing utensils, discovered by Dr. Wettle himself later the same afternoon. Dr. Wettle sustained mild injuries from the cascade of such instruments after opening the closet door. Additional Notes: While initially assumed that the writing instruments had been anomalously generated, web-crawlers soon alerted the Foundation to reports of “sudden disappearances” of such objects in nearby localities, often including multiple instruments and/or witnesses in the locations, with accidental footage confiscated from one local high-schooler’s phone confirming that the sudden de-manifestation of three students' pencils occurred simultaneously to Dr. Wettle depositing his suggestion slip into SCP-5496. INCIDENT 09.03.22.PG: Junior Researcher Phil Grady; March 9,, 2022 Request: Make Jr. researcher P. Grady a Senior researcher, with an exciting new project assignment. Result: Researcher Grady appeared to rapidly increase in apparent physical age, taking on the appearance and several health issues characteristic of a human male in or around their eighties. Review of internal records found Grady’s title of Jr. Researcher had not been changed, but his current project had been, to SCP-████. Additional Notes: This reassignment was canceled, and researcher Grady has been removed from all active assignments pending the eventual conclusion of ongoing disciplinary proceedings. INCIDENT 12.03.22.WW Dr. William Wettle; March 12, 2022 Request: Instatement of a “Top Replication Specialist of the year”10 award and bonus. Result: No known immediate effects, but the potential for anomalous effects to any future end-of-the-year staff awards, bonuses, and/or related operations cannot be ruled out.11 Additional Notes: Though claims of forgetfulness regarding SCP-5496 multiple times were initially deemed dubious, Dr. Wettle’s explanation was verified to as high a degree of confidence as currently attainable through the utilization of the [REDACTED] Verification Protocols. Additionally, Dr. Wettle has the lowest Cognitive Resiliency Index (CRI) score of all senior research staff; potential correlation to CRI scores and an employee's vulnerability to hypothetical antimemetic secondary properties is under investigation.12 ~13 □ Close Log □ Note: Only one Foundation employee (Jr. Researcher Phil Grady) has admitted to deliberately ignoring warnings. Other users have almost universally claimed to have forgotten the instructions against use. Investigation into such claims is ongoing, especially as a potential indication of previously-undiscovered antimemetic and/or infohazardous secondary properties related to SCP-5496. Addendum 5496.02: Previous Containment Strategies The following is a running log summarizing prior SCP-5496 containment strategies and the results of their attempted implementations. This log may be updated as necessary should current tactics be found insufficient, and modified accordingly at any point in the future. ■ View Log ■ □ Close Logs □ Method: Physically dismantling instances for removal. Results: SCP-5496 and the material it is made out of show extremely high durability, showing effective imperviousness to cutting, scraping, blunt force, high pressures, fire, and acid. Additional Notes: None. Method: Remove surrounding wall, with SCP-5496 still affixed to the removed portion. Results: SCP-5496 translocated. Additional Notes: None. Method: Cover any instance with sealed metal cases at their present location to prevent any direct access. Results: SCP-5496 translocated. Additional Notes: None. Method: Put up highly visible warning signs around instances to alert staff and warn them not to utilize the object. Results: All warning signs and posters in immediate vicinity translocated. SCP-5496 remained in its prior location. Additional Notes: Each individual piece of warning material appears to have translocated to different locations, all of which appear to function either directly or indirectly towards general waste disposal. Examples of places where warning materials or their remains were subsequently found include three separate nearby garbage bins, two paper shredders, filters from one Acroamatic Abatement processor, and the containment cell of SCP-████ Method: Make a “suggestion” that SCP-5496 be permanently removed from Site-43. Results: All direct mentions of SCP-5496 by its previous designation, SCP-[DATA CORRUPTED] removed from internal and digital documentation when accessed on-site. This does not extend to its newer (and current) designation of SCP-5496. Additional Notes: Effect does not extend outside grounds of Site-43, and the previous designation has since been successfully reassigned. That article has been programmed to display an alternate item number and an accompanying note of explanation when accessed from within Site-43. Method: Make a “suggestion” that any and all anomalous suggestion boxes be permanently removed from Site-43. Results: A slip of paper is launched back out of the opening two seconds later, simply reading “Nah.” Additional Notes: This is the only known instance of SCP-5496 refusing to follow a suggestion submitted to it by at least some possible interpretation of their content. It is unknown what else may trigger similar non-compliance, but the possibility of further testing so as to determine SCP-5496’s limits has been deemed strongly inadvisable. Method: Give recurring warnings and reminders to all Site-43 staff, regardless of station and clearance level, not to engage with SCP-5496 without direct written authorization from either SCP-5496 head researcher Donovan Carey or Site Director Allan McInnis. Results: Significant minimization of incidents related to SCP-5496, though not cessation. Additional Notes: Current primary containment protocol. □ Close Logs □ Addendum 5496.03: D-Class Incident Background: On March 11, 2022, a member of maintenance staff moved a large potted plant from beside SCP-5496’s contemporaneous location to directly in front of SCP-5496, in order to vacuum the area underneath. This apparently exceeded SCP-5496’s obstruction threshold, as the instance translocated immediately after. After moving the plant back and noticing the absence of SCP-5496, the employee alerted his superiors, and search for its new location began. For two days, despite intensive search, the object could not be located, until Dr. Eileen Vaskaar of the Identity and Cryptotechnography Department reported that SCP-5496’s new location had been determined (further information on its rediscovery is restricted to Level 5 clearance due to its inherent information security concerns). ■ LEVEL 5496/5 ACCESS ONLY ■ □ ACCESS GRANTED □ SCP-5496 was discovered to have translocated to Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-W, the location where SCP-5520 is currently stationed and effectively contained while continuing to conduct largely self-directed research related to various anomalous phenomena. Subsequent correspondence with SCP-5520 indicates that SCP-5520 was and remains unaware of the exact anomalous nature of SCP-5496. Relevant Correspondence with I&T Junior Researcher Paris Gibson is included below: [13/03/2022] Hello, I would like to inquire about my request from yesterday, specifically as to whether I actually made it, and if so, whether anyone received it. Res. Gibson: I’m sorry, no, I don’t see any record of a “request.” If you can just ask again now, however, I can make sure it’s looked into. Well I guess it was more of a suggestion really. I believe I wrote that a more readily available supply of biological material for testing would be helpful for a couple of current projects I’m working on. Res. Gibson: Wait, when you say "suggestion"… Res. Gibson: Did you submit this via a sort of ‘suggestion box’ by any chance, if one appeared down there? Yes in fact, I somehow just noticed there was one in my cavern. IS one, I suppose I should say, as it’s still there. Then again, maybe it’s only here because I imagined that it was here, and so now it is here… It’s so hard for me to tell these days. Res. Gibson: …Hold on one moment. Res. Gibson: Ok, if you could just do one simple thing for me, I’ll make sure to get you more research materials. Oh Goodie, more research materials, I needed some more biological materials for my experiments, actually! What was it that you needed from me? Res. Gibson: I just need you to cover up or block off that box in some way. Though no direct reply came, SCP-5520 presumably complied as contemporaneous security footage showed SCP-5496 re-appearing at Area 4b in the first sublevel of Site-43 proper, shortly after Res. Gibson sent off the last message. The exact nature of how SCP-5520’s submission would be fulfilled remained unclear until the following day. □ ACCESS GRANTED □ Shortly after its rediscovery and the intentional triggering of SCP-5496's translocation property, it was quickly identified to have moved to Security and Containment Area 4b in the first sublevel of Site-43, where it currently remains. At 4:34 PM on March 14, 2022, an unrequested allotment of eight D-Class Personnel arrived at Site-43.14 Despite this, available records confirmed the request for and approval of this D-Class allotment, and its redirection from the original destination of Provisional Site-███ The anomalously redirected D-Class were moved to a more securable area within the topmost sublevel, while a quickly organized internal investigation traced the modification of the D-Class request and destitnation records to shortly after SCP-5496's March 11 relocation event. Four site security officers led the D-class to their ad-hoc, temporary housing area that was arranged to hold them until their situation was straightened out internally, and the D-class once again transported to a new site. Unfortunately, neither security staff nor those particular members in Hiring and Regulation that had been placed in charge of arranging accommodations had yet been alerted to SCP-5496’s current location, and allowed the new D-Class to enter into the same hall in which the object now resided. During this time, one of the D-Class was later observed via security footage to have made two submissions to SCP-5496, which are outlined below along with their respective effects. ■ D-Class Submissions ■ □ Close Log □ User: D-40110 Request: Tell us what the [ILLEGIBLE]lly goin on i[ILLEGIBLE]hole! Result: After depositing the suggestion slip, D-40110 appeared to take on an unfocused stare, eventually nodding as if listening to someone or something. After 33 seconds, D-40110 frantically turned around and wrote out another suggestion slip. Additional Notes: Footage of D-40110’s writing was partially obstructed by another D-class between the security camera and its view of the edge of the paper slip as it was being written. User: D-40110 Request: [ILLEGIBLE]15 Result: D-40110 disappears, as do six of the other seven fellow D-Class Personnel on-site at the time.16 Additional Notes: Other anomalous results considered possible depending on the unknown contents of D-40110’s second submission were prepared for, including the sudden appearance of [REDACTED], but no other potential anomalous results from this event have been identified at this time. □ Close Log □ As the accompanying internal security agents were all conversing amongst one another across the room at this time (with none actually facing the D-class they were ostensibly guarding), they failed to directly witness the event. The only in-person witness was Dr. William Wettle, who had somehow gotten lost again on the way back to his office after lunch.17 Dr. Wettle reported wondering into the hall and seeing "ten D-class just disappear out of thin air".18 causing him to jump back and trip over a stray chair in shock, leading to a twisted ankle and fractured hip. Debriefing took place from his medical bed, but was ultimately deemed of minimal value upon confirmation of much more reliable video footage capturing the event. Dr. Wettle has since made a full though slow-going recovery from his injuries, with only modest-to-moderate complications. D-04576 was successfully relocated from Site-43 on March 15, 2022, where he remained prior to his expiration on March 18, 2022 as a natural result of his assigned research duties his new Site. The rest of the D-Class contingent's current whereabouts remain unknown at this time. Foundation efforts since the incident at identifying and recapturing these individuals, who are now considered to have effectively escaped Foundation custody, have failed up to this point. Attempts at discovering any evidence of any additional anomalous effects related to their disappearance, or the exact wording and/or nature of the triggering SCP-5496 submission, are ongoing. Footnotes 1. Currently the 3rd-floor east wing hallway, as of 13/03/22 2. Witnesses should prioritize who to report based primarily on whoever can be most promptly alerted among any of these groups. 3. However, any potentially workable methods to better contain SCP-5496 remain the subject of ongoing research and testing; as reflected by the Truculent Sub-Class designation, which signifies that the anomaly is fundamentally unpredictable, with containment continuously adapted to an ever-changing set of circumstances. 4. Believed to be a misrendering of Administration and Oversight Chief Karen T. Elstrom. Chief Elstrom confirmed that she had no prior knowledge of SCP-5496 or its sudden presence on-site. 5. See Addendum 5496.01 for examples and further detail. 6. Though displaying no anomalous properties in themselves, SCP-5496 will anomalously generate new pencils and slips of paper to replace those taken. 7. If you were in a car accident and just "MOST" of your bones didn't suffer "extensive or irreversible damage", would you consider yourself basically fine??? - Chair Harold Blank 8. No, but I don't have multiple redundant scanned, digital copies of each bone that I usually use instead of the originals anyway. Stop whining. - Dir. A. McInnis 9. A stylized yet detailed animation of "Doug" peeking out of an abstract trapdoor was noted to accompany such emails at seemingly random intervals. 10. Though no such formal title exists, Dr. Wettle is the only member of senior research staff at Site-43 whose duties specifically and almost solely focus on replication studies and similar confirmational research. 11. In an attempt to circumvent this possibility, the official creation of the described-award and an accompanying financial incentive of $1.00 CAD has been approved by Dir. McInnis, following the apparent success of a similar response to SCP-5496 Incident 14.03.22.D1 (See Addendum 5496.03 for more detail). 12. Is it really necessary to include the second sentence? You know, Basic Personal Privacy Rights or something? -Res. W. Wettle 13. Consider it your disciplinary action. - Dir. A. McInnis 14. Site-43 does not utilize D-class Personnel in its research or operations, nor does even it have the infrastructure or logistical capacity to do so. 15. D-40110’s back was to the camera and blocked any view of the written contents he produced. 16. Of note is the fact that the one exception, D-04576, had been observed acting in a hostile manner to D-40110 on multiple occasions, according to the operative who delivered them and the others to Site-43. D-04576 was observes to loudly exclaim a string of profanities upon noticing the disappearance of the other D-Class personnel, mostly directed at the now absent D-40110. 17. This has been a somewhat regularly recurring pattern over Dr. Wettle's almost-three decades stationed at Site-43. Of note, both his office and the dining commons are located on a completely different level of the site than the one he stumbled into in the midst of this anomalous event. 18. Dr. Wettle has a well-documented habit of poor counting skills. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5496" by RealSurrealSir, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5496. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-5497	euclid	Alright, just put that there. And, uhh… might as well get started. I've probably done this before. Attention Automated restriction of this document is not possible. If you do not have Level 4-5497 clearance do not continue reading. Item Number: SCP-5497 Special Containment Procedures: Any personnel that view this document without Level-4-5497 clearance are to immediately visit their site's local amnestisicist and have their memory of viewing this document removed. This is not necessarily an urgent matter, as SCP-5497 is considered benign. However, unauthorized duplication of this document and/or any sharing of information regarding SCP-5497 will result in disciplinary action. Research Lab 127 at Site 17 is to remain locked whenever SCP-5497 is not being tested. Keys to unlock it are found in Dr. Ziegler's office. SCP-5497-1 may be entered either to conduct testing or to edit this document. The procedures for thorough testing or editing are detailed below. A paper copy of this document is to be printed. Any text deemed extraneous is to be whited out and the copy may be additionally modified to accommodate any desired edits. The copy is to be given to the test subject. The test subject is to read through it several times. The test subject is to enter SCP-5497-1 and the door sealed behind them. The subject is to immediately reread the entirety of the document given to them. If further testing has been planned, testing may now begin, if not, the subject must immediately exit SCP-5497-1. Only one test subject may enter SCP-5497-1 at a time. Staff should be present when the test subject exits SCP-5497. If utmost care is not taken in enacting these procedures, The Foundation's documentation on SCP-5497 may be corrupted or completely lost. Description: SCP-5497 refers to any document or means of information storage that relates to SCP-5497. This includes not only physical and digital documentation, but also the portions of a person's memories dedicated to SCP-5497. SCP-5497-1 refers to a room at Research Lab 127 of Site-17. Physically, SCP-5497-1 is 3x3x2 meter room constructed of plywood, and painted white, with one entrance and wooden supports on its exterior. The interior walls are lined with an interconnected grid of wires, conduit, receptacles, switches, LED lights, and logic controllers. Portions of this grid are arranged into glyphs, most of which are known to be memory inducing in nature. Interfering with this grid or with the switches on the gird is strictly forbidden, even for testing purposes. When a person enters SCP-5497-1 their entire conscious stream of thought starting from moment the door to SCP-5497-1 closes is recorded and interpreted as text. When the door is reopened, this recording overwrites all existing copies of SCP-5497. This is what necessitates this entire document being read by anyone who enters SCP-5497-1, as their thoughts overwrite all information pertaining to SCP-5497. There is evidence that this document has been nearly wiped clean before, necessitating most of our information about SCP-5497 being rediscovered through testing. Enough information survived the most recent wipe to convey that the wipe was caused by changing the state of one of the switches in SCP-5497-1, and that memories were not previously affected by SCP-5497. Attempts to undo the wipe resulted in SCP-5497 replacing the code that restricts access to this document with the text form of this document. The origin of SCP-5497-1 is assume to have been deleted by one of these wipes. The following are conclusions from previous testing with SCP-5497. All future edits to this document are to be added to this section. There is no way to record anything other than basic text into SCP-5497. Allowing more than one person to enter SCP-5497-1 at a time will cause their thoughts to be transcribed on top of each other, rendering the resulting text illegible. Following this test SCP-5497 had to be thoroughly analyzed to rediscover its meaning. Paper or digital documents will expand to encompass new text added upon generating a larger version of SCP-5497. Overwrite will occur on a person's memories if they have knowledge that an overwrite will occur. Overwrite will occur on any digital files related to SCP-5497, but the name of said files will not be overwritten. Memories of previous versions of this document cannot be recovered with mnestics. Listing of specifics is to be avoided where possible. Dates in particular are subject to being misread and have caused problems in the past. Breaks in consciousness, such as sleeping without dreaming, are not recorded by SCP-5497. Addendum: Okay, that's it… Now it's testing time. Well we got, uuhh, we're going to try to test REM sleep. It seems that during that, uh last test the guy was asleep but he didn't dream. I have some pills here, they're for.. sleeping and inducing REM sleep. So that way I'll have a dream. I also have a cot to sleep on and a blindfold since we can't turn off the lights in here. I'm going to set an alarm for 4 hours from now.. Which it's 5:28 now. 6, 7, 8, 9, 9:30 There we go. And uhh, pills. Ahhck! You'd think I'd be better at taking pills with this job. Well, I got the alarm, pills, cot, and.. and uh that's everything, So I got to sleep. Try to sleep. Try to sleep. It takes a while I guess. Just a while. This isn't the first time I've taken any kind of sleeping pills is it? Huh, I wonder if I was the one who did the last test on this? So on Monday was when I had to go with Dr. Ziegler to figure out what this document meant. Just a pre schedule meeting, there were more people there, it took us most of the day. Tuesday we started to prepare for testing, that was a bit shorter. Wednesday l was training for this all day. And today is testing day. Why was I chosen for testing? Last Friday. I try to think of it, and this document just fills up my head. I must have done something with it then. Was the last test Thursday or Friday? You know the calendar might have it. I don't think it was overwritten. Must be too simple or something. There's something going on with that calendar. One week didn't feel like long enough to prepare for this. Especially if we do this every week. What did I do last week? There's a lot of gaps with just this document filling them, so I must have been. You know, I don't have to think about this now, just cause the last tester did. Just try to think about nothing, it'll make deciphering this easier next week. … nothing it kinda works … There's a presentation room, there are multiple people sat around the center desk. They are formal. A man is standing at the end of the desk of the room. He is also formal. He is speaking. You really just need to abandon this idea of you. It's not helpful for this. Look, if I made a copy of your conscious stream of thought and uploaded it to a computer, which would you say is you? OK, now you wake up one day and find out that you've been uploaded to a computer. But this fleshy version of you claims to be more you than you are, and thus you are not entitled to any of your belongings, accounts, or relationships. You'd probably be pretty mad. But that never has happened to you. Why is there any continuity to your thoughts. You’ve never woken up in a different body than the one you went to bed in. There are infinite continuities out there, which mean there are infinite yous out there. Why is it that every day you wake up to continue this one continuity where there's causality and things make sense. The thing is… you don't. You dream. There are murmurs from the crowd. OH, Don't bring reality into this. From your perspective, which is the only perspective that should matter to you, everything that happens to you feels real. Dreams feel real. Wherever your stream of thought goes is where you go. And these different continuities, these different lives that you live. What if we could record them. What if we could move to or from them at will. What if we could implant them over the boring reality of thoughts we normally have to deal with? You, from the crowd, speaks up. "I'm sorry but we are on a tight schedule, and you still haven't given us a realistic way to approach this ." Realistic? It doesn't need to be realistic! He approaches you. After everything I've told you, why would you still assume that!? Why do you still think things exist outside of your perspective? Why do you still hold onto some vague concept of you? Why do you think that this is still real? Why would you assume this is real?! Snap out of it! Wake up! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP! BEEP-BEEP! Uhh. 9:30. uhh. come on turn off. I, uhh, ok. Dreams. Come on wake up. Uhh.. I. Did I dream? Maybe, it's very vague… You know this is useless. Every day I wake up and go to this stupid job where nothing makes sense. Look sorry I'm tired but, this is the exact same thing that was written on the last document. Why can't we try to record some of it. Just to make sure that we're not stuck testing the same thing every week. I know the document says to keep it simple to stop misinformation, but what if that just got made up along the way. Like, are we actually getting anything done with testing this? Just get all the stuff, I just want to get out of here. I have the papers, the clock, bed, water, nothing left behind. We're good to go. For the record, this is at least the third sleeping test. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5497" by DrLloydJenkins, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5497. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-5498	safe	 close Info X 93.45% (+57) 6.55% (-4) -% (+0) -% (-0) Item #: SCP-5498 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5498 is to remain suspended in opaque stasis gel, which is then stored within a dark containment locker, void of light. Description: SCP-5498 is a set of two ambulatory eyeballs with unknown thaumaturgic symbols tattooed on the sclera. SCP-5498 was capable of observing and transmitting both visual and audible data to PoI-0971 ("Masego Anavrin"). Discovery SCP-5498 was discovered during a raid on an organization known as the Fifth Commune in Lyndhurst, New Jersey. At the time, SCP-5498 resided within Himani Patel's eye sockets1. Patel was a latent reality bender with strong connections to the Fifth Commune. It is speculated that she had intimate relationships with the Fifth Commune's leading figures, including PoI-0971. According to Foundation agents within the Fifth Commune, Patel was involved in an occult ritual at the time of the raid2. The raid inadvertently resulted in the destruction of the Fifth Commune, and several of its members and leadership figures were killed. Patel and the other survivors were interrogated and administered Type D amnestics. Patel, however, proved resistant to the amnestic treatment and was taken to Site-83 for further examination and medical treatment. SCP-5498 was discovered by Dr. Andrews following an ocular examination. Patel, who was unaware of these symbols, speculated that PoI-0971 might have been involved. By her account, PoI-0971 exhibited predatory behavior toward her during their time within the Fifth Commune3. Patel agreed to have SCP-5498 removed under the condition that the Foundation synthesize new eyes for her. Her request was denied, and SCP-5498 was removed after heavy sedation. A comprehensive list of letters sent by PoI-0971 to Himani Patel prior to their containment can be found below. Interview PoI-0971 Close File Over the course of twenty days PoI-0971 made several unsuccessful attempts at breaching Site-83. It was hypothesized that he was attempting to abduct Himoni Patel for currently unknown reasons. On February 10th, 2024, PoI-0971 managed to successfully enter Site-83 and eluded Foundation security for forty minutes before being apprehended just outside of Patel's containment suite. He was brought to Site-83's interrogation chamber and questioned by Dr. Andrews. Interviewer: Dr. Andrews Interviewed: PoI-0971 <BEGIN LOG> Andrews: State your name for the record, please. PoI-0971: Does that really matter? Andrews: Answer the question, then we can continue. PoI-0971: Masego Anarvin, husband to Himani Anarvin. I'd like to see her, before you wipe my mind that is. Andrews: I'm afraid that won't be possible. PoI-0971: Why? Why not? Andrews: We have reason to believe that you are directly responsible for the creation of SCP-5498. PoI-0971: I was just looking out for my wife. Can't blame a husband for being concerned, can you? Just let me see her, I need to know if she's alright. The ritual could have been painful. Andrews: I think we both know that would be detrimental to Himani's mental health, wouldn't you agree? PoI-0971: No, no. I think a visit would be extremely helpful. You're keeping her somewhere dark, and quiet. And she's all alone. She's terrified… You have to take me to her. Now. Andrews: You are in no position to make demands, sir. We've removed SCP-5498 from Himani. You can't spy on her. PoI-0971: You did… what? Andrews: We've worked out how you managed to discover this location, but we haven't figured out why you've taken such an interest in Himani Patel. Can you elaborate? PoI-0971: I told you, she's my wife. My wife whom you've kidnapped and blinded for no goddamn reason! Andrews: Our records indicate that- PoI-0971: Your records are outdated. Andrews: I sincerely doubt that. PoI-0971: Are you calling me a liar? Andrews: I would never insinuate that, Mr. Anarvin. PoI-0971: Then what are you trying to say? Andrews: I was inquiring about your relationship with Himani. PoI-0971: Stop calling her that. Andrews: I'm sorry, I don't understand. Stop calling her what? PoI-0971: "Himani". It's Mrs. Anarvin to you. She's my wife. MINE. Don't talk about her like you know her. You don't know shit about her. You weren't a part of the Commune. You didn't watch over her when she went shopping with her friends or tried on clothes in the fitting room at Walmart. You weren't there for anything, never protected her, never saved her. Don't speak like you did. Andrews: My apologies. PoI-0971: It's fine, it's just… Himani's my everything. She grounds me, and I keep her out of trouble. Andrews: So you were like a guardian of sorts? PoI-0971: I shield her from everything. I know she appreciates it; the few times she caught me doing my job she smiled and waved at me. That's how she lets me know she loves me. ( He pauses ). She's naive. You've seen it for yourself I'm sure. She's nice. Too nice. A lot of guys think she's flirting with them. Andrews: What do you do to those men? PoI-0971: I saved her. I'm not a bad person. Andrews: What did you do? ( PoI-0971 scratches the back of his head and looks down. ) PoI-0971: Okay look, I never killed anyone. But they… ( He laughs ) The Commune put themselves in that situation, ya know? It's their fault they wound up like that. The 14/02/24 Incident Close PoI-0971 began experiencing emotional distress in his containment cell on February 14th, 2024. The following security footage was recovered after the incident: 13:02: PoI-0971 is sitting in his cell. 13:05: There is a slight tremor. PoI-0971 notices this but dismisses it. 13:06: There is a second tremor. PoI-0971 gets up and requests to be let out. 13:08: Cracks appear in the east-facing wall. 13:13: An envelope manifests in between the cracks. PoI-0971 investigates. 13:15: PoI-0971 opens the envelope and extracts a sheet of paper, presumably a letter. He reads it. 13:16: After reading the letter, PoI-0971 exhibits extreme emotional distress and bangs on the containment chamber door repeatedly. 13:17: A containment breach alarm is heard. 13:18: A hand manifests from the floor and grips the east-facing wall. The hand ascends. 13:20: Himani Patel's head emerges from the hole in the floor. She continues using the wall to ascend. 13:21: PoI-0971 retreats from the containment chamber door, facing Patel. Patel approaches him. 13:22: Patel vocalizes something that causes PoI-0971 to cover his eyes. He sits on the ground in the fetal position. 13:21: Tentacle-like appendages emerge from Patel's back and attack PoI-0971 via bludgeoning. Blood is splattered against the walls and floor. 13:25: PoI-0971 ceases to move. Patel extracts his eyes and heart before consuming them. 13:26: Patel exits through the cracks in the wall. The following is the contents of the letter recovered from the containment chamber: I know you've been watching me, Masego. You had no idea what I was, or else why would you have starved me for so long? It's a misunderstanding that could have been fixed if you just talked to me, sweety. But I forgive you. I forgive you because I love you. And I love you to death. Himani Patel's location is currently unknown. Letters found in Himani Patel's containment suite Close File The following is a comprehensive list of letters from PoI-0971 that Himani Patel relinquished upon her arrival in Foundation custody. I've seen you almost every day at the Colonial4 and I wonder to myself "How can I approach you?". Every time I think about doing so, I am overcome with fear and anxiety. You looked so beautiful when you came into our dimension. I'll never understand why you hide those tattoos on your back. My shyness gets the better of me, you understand. Sometimes I sit in the booth behind you, thinking about what to say. Your hair smells so nice, and it distracts me a lot of the time. God, I wish I could talk to you. I saw the way you tore that policeman apart when he wrongfully gave you a parking ticket yesterday. Took him into an alley where no one would see. No one, but me that is. Were you putting on a show? I don't know what you did to him, but the mess you left behind… He must have been quite the asshole. I would never treat you that way. You walked outta there with that smile on your face. Do you think that your power gives you security? There was a man who was coming to approach you afterward. You didn't have time to change into new clothes yet, and the illusion spell covering up the body hadn't been fully cast yet. I saw you panic, Himani, and I did what any good boyfriend would do. You don't have to worry about that guy anymore. P.S. You really shouldn't shower with that Old Spice stuff. It's bad for your skin. P.P.S. I've asked around and did some research. The higher pressure settings in the shower work better, I hear. Reverend Koin tells us that we should act like gods and take what we want. If only I had the courage to take you. That girl isn't right for you. I've seen the way she looks into your eyes. There's nothing there but insanity. She stares at you when you aren't looking. I've seen it in your peripherals. She's nothing more than a predator. My wife deserves better. You need me. Why are you doing this to me? Are you mad about that rando? Get over yourself, I'm trying to help you! What's Elizabeth got that I don't, huh? The Commune is dead now. We're all on the same level. She cheats on you, you know, with Brandon and Ginger. When you go to work, or on your walks, she'll call them up and they'll be at the house within the hour. I've seen them fuck. On your our bed. I've seen that bitch use your shower settings. I can make you happy, Himani. Give me a chance. I went to your apartment while you were at work. Took the liberty to clean up the huge mess you left behind, rid of the arms and legs, and cleaned up all the blood. Brandon and Ginger are… well, they aren't competing for your love anymore. The police shouldn't occupy you with their stupid questions now, my love. I realized the decision must have been hard on you. That's why I made it for you, as a good husband should. I love you, Himani Patel. Why haven't you responded to my letters, Himani? Why are you crying? Am I too far away? Are you scared to show me what you really are? I can handle it. I'll love you no matter what. You've captured my eyes, and taken my heart. I belong to you, now and forever. Footnotes 1. Curiously, Himani Patel did not have any public or private records. 2. Several thaumaturgic symbols of unknown origin and intent were tattooed on Patel's back. She also had deep lacerations across both of her wrists and ankles, which suggest attempted exsanguination. 3. Including but not limited to; sending unsolicited gifts, love letters written on flower petals, staring at her for extended periods of time, photographing her while unconscious, and consuming her hair. 4. A popular eating establishment in Lyndhurst. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5498" by Marceline_Raynes, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5498. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-5499	safe	Threat Level: Green Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5499 is to be stored, unpowered, in the ████-██ Equipment Storage Wing. Due to the nature of ████-██'s primary project, transfer of SCP-5499 to a proper containment site has been deemed unfeasible at present. Description: SCP-5499 is an L71-Brand Smart Refrigerator, Model 2S. Prior to its installation in the ████-██ Break Room on January 31st, 2005, SCP-5499 displayed no anomalous properties. Outside of direct observation, SCP-5499 is capable of damaging foodstuffs placed within its chassis. Such damages occur in bursts of 1 to 4, typically spaced at least 4 hours apart, and are accompanied by a series of messages played across SCP-5499's touchscreen. The process by which SCP-5499 chooses foodstuff is unknown, although it shows considerable preference towards foodstuffs of sweet and savory flavor profiles. SCP-5499 was discovered following a series of complaints to the ████-██ Human Resources Department. ADDENDUM 5499-001: OBSERVED ACTIVATIONS The following is a rough approximation of the date and time of select activations, based on available security footage and subsequent tickets filed with the Human Resources Department. In the interests of budget, no tests were conducted on SCP-5499's anomalous properties. Date and Time (Estimated) Damage Observed Messages February 1st, 2005, 13:44 Bottle of iced tea completely drained. "Mmm haha just what I needed" February 1st, 2005 18:01 Containment Specialist ███'s lunch disappears, and Officer ██████'s brownie is reduced to half its original mass. "Ah that hit the spot" February 2nd, 2005, 14:48 Technician █████'s birthday cake is covered in a series of uneven depressions, with a plastic fork stuck into its side. Additionally, a carton of milk has been nearly drained. "Yeah this is the good stuff mhm" February 3rd, 2005, 13:36 Officer ██████'s lunch disappears, and Dr. ██████████'s tandoori chicken is missing a rough semi-sphere of mass. "Hrm not my thing but maybe it's an acquired taste" February 4th, 2005, 08:06 Vacuum flask of blood partially drained, and blood splatters across the interior of SCP-5499. "EW EW EW FUCK EW HOLY SHIT WHY WAS THIS HERE" Footnotes 1. A Foundation subsidiary dedicated to the production and retail of consumer electronics. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5499" by UraniumEmpire, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5499. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-5500	apollyon	 close Info X 87.2% (+824) 12.8% (-121) -% (+0) -% (-0) Item #: SCP-5500 Level 0/5500 Classified A view from the Windsor football pitch, taken during a Foundation expedition to England in 2033, approximately two months after the death of SCP-5500-Ω-56. Special Containment Procedures: Eschatological Lifted Veil protocols are in place due to SCP-5500. The general public has knowledge of anomalous phenomena and the existence of the Foundation, due to the apocalyptic state of the multiverse. All Foundation research is focused on attempting to find the malefactor responsible for the death of all SCP-5500-Ω instances. All current motives and persons associated with the deaths of 5500-Omega instances are under investigation. Memetically coded text which is color-coded red and underlined, used to convey information learned about the malefactor and the method of the murders in such a way that only entities who exist above the known universe can see information. Scarlet Letter Investigative Protocols are utilized throughout this file and related documentation to convey information. Description: SCP-5500 refers to an ongoing ZK-Class Reality Failure Scenario affecting at least 9,245 universes, as a result of the deaths of several instances of SCP-5500-Ω. SCP-5500-Ω are humanoid, possibly human, entities that exist in a reality above the greater multiverse observed by the Foundation. These entities have the capability to alter our reality and adjacent realities through the medium of creative writing, though the amount of influence they have is unclear. The death of an SCP-5500-Ω instance causes severe metaphysical backlash to the universe or entities it had a part in influencing. The broadness of the sphere of influence varies, as does the corresponding level of destruction— the Cause of Death of SCP-5500-Ω-1 was attributed to a heart attack.apparently natural death of SCP-5500-Ω-1 resulted in the deaths of at least four individuals and three SCP objects, while Cause of Death: Lacerations to stomach after being force-fed several polyhedral objects.the murder of SCP-5500-Ω-56 resulted in the complete destruction of the Horizon Initiative in all observed universes, as well as the depopulation of the United Kingdom in the Baseline universe. SCP-5500-A is the third iteration of a device which was meant to observe SCP-5500-Ω instances in their reality. Further Information is Classified and Stored only on Hard-Copy at the following Address... ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-5500" by Ihp, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-5500. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filenames: 5000contestihp.html, scp-5500.html, scp-5500-story.tws Author: Ihp License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Derivative Of: Filename: logo.png Author: far2 License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Filename: pataphysicslogo-ani.svg Author: Woedenaz License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Filename: wandererslibary_logobg.png Author: Zyn & Vivax License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: The Wanderers' Library Filename: dust.jpg Name: ashes Author: Tim Pierce License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr Filename: ihp.jpg Author: Ihp License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Derivative Of: Name: MetOp inside the LSS ESA374771.jpg Author: European Space Agency License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: windsor1.jpg Author: Ihp License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Derivative Of: Name: Tree Branches Nature Plant Aesthetic.jpg Author: Pxfuel License: Public Domain Source Link: Pxfuel Name: Windsor Park football stadium - Empty.JPG Author: Fasach Nua License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4000	keter	 close Info X Taboo by PeppersGhost. Click here for more work by this author! . Fig 1.1. Native humanoid entity manifesting midair. Item #: Restricted per protocol 4000-Eshu. Special Containment Procedures: The extradimensional location described below as well as the entities and landmarks contained therein are nomenclative hazards (Eshu Class) and therefore may not be referred to by any name, title, or designation. Only descriptions may be used when referring to the forest outside normative space and native entities thereof. Variations must be made in these descriptions each time a subject is described. Descriptions may be color coded for clarity,1 and florid language may be used for the sake of nomenclative diversity. In the event of a nomenclative containment breach, standard Eshu Class recontainment protocol must be carried out immediately by the individual responsible for the breach. If the individual is rendered unable to perform the procedure, the responsibility falls to the individual's next of kin. If the individual responsible for the breach has no known next of kin, the individual's name must be expurgated from all existing documents and records; any other individuals possessing the same name are to be administered Type-G viral amnestics and assigned a new one. In accordance with Order O5-4000-F26, at least one successful expedition into the strange and dangerous woodland area must be carried out per year to assess any deviations from baseline abnormality. Due to the high risk involved in entering the place where the nameless are found, personnel sent in to conduct research must be trained in Standard Exploration Protocol as detailed in 4000-SEP. Unauthorized documentation of the forest found in chimneys must be suppressed via standard information containment protocol. Unauthorized individuals with knowledge of Procedure 4000-Halloway are to be administered amnestics2 and may be released following a period of disquisitional rehabilitation. Description: The SCP in question is an extradimensional forested area with numerous anomalous qualities, including a hazardous nomenclative phenomenon. This anomalous location is accessed by performing 4000-Halloway (see document DOC-4000-H). After completing the procedure, subjects emerge from the opening of a dilapidated brick well fixed into the forest floor (see fig 1.2). The only way to reliably traverse the unusual terrain is by use of a single dirt path. Explorations that diverged from said route have resulted in immediate loss of contact with participating subjects. The sole safe road may only be traversed in a single direction, and any attempt by subjects to turn back and return the way they came will result in similar loss of contact. The unnamed world does not adhere to the constraints of linear space. Cartographic endeavors have resulted in vastly different routes being recorded with each expedition, and sections of the mandatory trail which should logically overlap or intersect do not.3 The only consistency in the layout is the access point, which is always located at both ends of the main road. The only way for a subject to safely exit the woods which have no name after they have begun following it is by walking its entire length and returning to the place where they began at the opposite end. A variety of anomalous entities native to the nameless habitat have been documented. Native entities often undergo changes in physical structure when unobserved, which has made it difficult for researchers to determine which recorded entities are unique beings and which are newer iterations of those previously documented. Entities claim they have no control over these changes and frequently express dissatisfaction when they occur. Native entities often obstruct the trail which subjects tread, making it necessary for subjects to interact with them to progress. Native entities are sapient and often highly temperamental, but can be interacted with safely as long as 4000-SEP precautions are followed.4 Consequences for disregarding these precautions will vary depending on the personality of the offended entity: degrees of retribution encountered by research subjects have included verbal rebuke, acts of violence, and anomalous alteration of the subject's physical, conceptual, or nomenclative attributes. Various anomalous phenomena may occur when consistent nomenclature is applied to the realm of the unnamable, its native entities, or its landmarks. These phenomena are still poorly understood, partially due to the prohibition of nomenclative experimentation under Order O5-4000-F26. Documented nomenclative phenomena have included: Episodic cluster headaches among subjects exposed to affected nomenclature. Visual and auditory hallucinations among exposed subjects, usually involving environments or entities described by nomenclature. Gustatory hallucinations and phantosmia have also been reported in a small subset of cases. Sudden onset of psychogenic amnesia among exposed subjects. The development of nonhuman physical characteristics among exposed subjects, such as feathers and pollen sacs. The development of biological components in non-biological mediums where nomenclature is written or recorded. Sudden involuntary transport of exposed subjects to the wilderness of unnamed things without the use of Procedure 4000-Halloway. Manifestation of various flora within indoor spaces where nomenclature was used. Sudden transport of native entities to areas where nomenclature was used. Biological fusion of exposed subjects and native entities. Biological fusion of native entities and architectural spaces where nomenclature was used. Extreme iron deficiency in exposed subjects, with an absence of expected negative side effects. Order O5-4000-F26 was ratified by the Overseer Council in 1954. A 1970 amendment requires that O5-4000-F26 receive unanimous endorsement from the Council every 10 years in order to remain in effect. To date, no Overseer memos regarding O5-4000-F26 have been disseminated to lower clearance levels. . ► Notable Containment Breaches ▼ Accessing content. Please stand by. REQUEST="Notable_CB" … … … [ACCESS: GRANTED] Addendum: The following are examples of anomalous phenomena observed during nomenclative breaches. Breach Date: 9 June, 1954 Named subject: The glade of which we seldom speak Summary: Initial discovery and subsequent breach took place in an abandoned home in rural Connecticut. Circumstances of the discovery are unclear due to a lack of surviving personnel, but a general timeline of events has been established. Timestamps are in standard NATO format. [1340S] The hollow of unspoken titles is discovered and given a temporary Type-E5 designation by field agent Garret Bradley, creating nomenclative breach. [1345S] Field agent Moira Denotti enters the land beyond the flue and is never recovered. [1347S] Agent Bradley begins to gradually sink into the hardwood floor. Nearby agents flee the area. [1348S] Soon after exiting the house, all agents are suddenly rendered immobile, with the exception of Timothy Woods, who was not aware of the Type-E designation. [1349S] Immobilized agents vocalize distress as their torsos elongate. [1351S] Elongation ceases after agents have reached a height approximating that of the chimney where Procedure 4000-Halloway was performed. Smoke expels from their facial orifices. Timothy Woods reports these developments via radio to Site-08. Secondary breach is caused when Timothy Woods repeatedly uses the phrase "the █████" to describe the world where words have power. [1355S] Timothy Woods states that he "sees [his] name in the trees". Site-08 Personnel press Timothy Woods for further information. Timothy Woods attempts to orally consume his radio and soon expires from internal injuries. [1359S] Timothy Woods' correspondents in Site-08 are observed suffering from severe headaches and are placed under quarantine. [1424S] Osteal protrusions resembling tree branches emerge from the orbital cavities of quarantined Site-08 personnel. Personnel report no physical discomfort despite exhibiting full globe luxation in both sockets. Afterword: Nomenclative anomaly eventually discovered after numerous cycles of multivariable D-Class exposure to affected Site-08 personnel. Breach Date: 22 December, 1955 Named subject: The footpath which loops around the entire area Summary: Desk Desk completed the first successful exploratory mission in the grove beneath nameless stars and was immediately quarantined. After exhibiting no anomalous effects for 72 hours, Desk Desk was then allowed to write an account of his experiences. When researchers returned to check on his progress, Desk Desk had vanished. Traces of soil and human tissue were later found in the pencil, paper, and harvey mansfield Desk Desk had used in his writing. Breach Date: 19 August, 1958 Named subject: The native entity that sits atop a throne of bones and cradles a flaming child Summary: After completing an exploratory mission, field agent Ethan Mercy Mercy Mercy Mercy used the same epithet several times when describing a particular native entity. Several minutes later, he complained of severe nausea and began to vomit blood and bone marrow. Over the course of several hours, Agent Mercy Mercy Mercy Mercy was reported to have somehow orally expelled most of his bones. Personnel throughout Site-08 experience auditory hallucinations of a woman's laughter for the next several days. Breach Date: 4 March, 1966 Named subject: The native entity that resembles a feathered lion with a skeletal ram's head Summary: College student Vanessa Hayforth attempted to check into numerous medical facilities in and around Portland, Oregon, complaining that her head had become covered in flesh despite exhibiting no signs of unusual tissue growth. She was eventually detained by Foundation investigators and found to be in possession of a book that described (among other things)6 Procedure 4000-Halloway in its entirety. After stipulating that Foundation personnel assist in removing the flesh from her head if she cooperated,7 Hayforth confessed that she had received the book from an acquaintance in the Wanderer's Library. Afterword: This was the first known case of a civilian-triggered nomenclative breach. Similar incidents have occurred intermittently since. In 2012, a native entity was photographed that superficially resembled a young Hayforth (Fig 1.1), more than two decades after Hayforth died in Foundation custody. Breach Date: 30 October, 1992 Named subject: The house in which Michael Ashley Vincent spent several nights during his exploratory mission. Summary: Agent Michael Ashley Vincent, who had completed an exploratory mission several years prior, used the possessive phrase "██ house" several times while recounting stories to two of his colleagues, who did not have names.8 Some time later, a large brick building manifested inside Site-08, intersecting with existing architecture. Michael Ashley Vincent's headless body was found inside, seizing violently and fused at the neck to a light fixture made of elk antlers. His face, which did not appear animate, had enlarged to take up the entire surface area of the building's floor. Field agents sent into the face's mouth found that it did not possess a full digestive tract; however, Michael Ashley Vincent's nameless colleagues were reported to have been conjoined with its uvula. . . ► 4000-Halloway ▼ Accessing content. Please stand by. REQUEST="DOC-4000-H" … … … [ACCESS: GRANTED] 4000-Halloway: The following is a censored list of instructions for accessing the horizon beyond labels. Certain steps have been omitted in this version of this document. Phrases and counter-phrases at the end of the procedure will differ depending on the subject’s type category: the oldest child in their family (Type-1), the middle born (Type-2), or the youngest/only child (Type-3). Using organic kindling, start a steady flame within any indoor fireplace. Combine the powdered bones of a male red fox (Vulpes vulpes, any age), an adult male lion (Panthera leo), and a baleen whale (Mysticeti, any age, any gender). Cast the mixture into the fire. Take an easily burnt personal possession of strong sentimental value and allow the fire to consume it. Carefully release three feathers from any black-plumed bird of the genus Corvus over the fire and allow the smoke to carry them up the flue. If the fire begins to emit vocalizations, respond with the appropriate counter phrase (see Phrases and Counter Phrases below). If the correct statements are given, the fireplace will expand and the ladder will descend. The fire will be harmless. If incorrect statements are made for any reason, immediately apologize and do not attempt Procedure 4000-Halloway again at any point in the future. NOTE: Individuals who are present during Procedure 4000-Halloway, but were not the one conducting Procedure 4000-Halloway, must not respond to vocalizations or approach the active fireplace under any circumstances. Phrases and Counter Phrases Variant 1 (Type-1 Subjects) Phrase: These woods have rules. Counter Phrase: Or so they say. Phrase: And if you break them? Counter Phrase: A price I'll pay. Variant 2 (Type-2 Subjects) Phrase: Is someone there? Counter Phrase: There's only me. Phrase: And who are you? Counter Phrase: I guess you'll see. Variant 3 (Type-3 Subjects) Phrase: What do you seek? Counter Phrase: To walk the trees. Phrase: Now, mind your manners. Counter Phrase: To walk them, please. END="DOC-4000-H" . . ► 4000-SEP ▼ Accessing content. Please stand by. REQUEST="Standard_Exploration_Protocol" … … … [ACCESS: GRANTED] Note: The following is a truncated list containing only instructions that are crucial to survival. Personnel assigned to explorative duties must also familiarize themselves with 4000-SEP-3 through 8 before embarking. 4000-SEP-1 General guidelines for exploration: …1.01 You must be equipped with a standard Foundation expedition pack prior to entering the place where names are not allowed. …1.02 Do not consume any food other than the rations included inside the standard Foundation expedition pack. …1.03 Do not bring firearms into the dimension of trees under any circumstances. …1.04 Type 1 subjects must avoid accepting or directly handling that which could be considered a valuable resource. This includes (but is not limited to) forms of currency, precious metals and stones, objects imbued with useful anomalous properties, and well-crafted weaponry. …1.05 Type 2 subjects must avoid any native entities that regard the subject with affection or romantic attraction, and must not give the appearance of reciprocating these feelings in any way. Statements made by a native entity which profess affection or romantic attraction for a Type 2 subject are false. …1.06 Type 3 subjects must avoid partaking in activities that are commonly considered frivolous, luxurious, or physically comforting. This includes (but is not limited to) dancing, smoking, playing with toys, drinking anything other than water, listening to music, and sleeping on a padded surface. …1.07 Structures encountered along the way you must travel may be entered after knocking at the entryway. Leave the structure from where you came. If entering uninvited, do not be discovered. …1.08 If you fall asleep in the woods where rules are paramount, record your dreams. A journal is included in your expedition pack. If you encounter any landmarks or entities similar to a dream you recorded, treat the dream as fact. 4000-SEP-2 Guidelines for interacting with native entities: …2.01 Greet native entities with any formal salutation9 before engaging in conversation. If female, bow or curtsy. …2.02 Speak in a cordial tone of voice. …2.03 Do not make any statements that you know to be false. …2.04 Do not make disparaging comments about native entities while in their presence. …2.05 Say 'please' and 'thank you' when appropriate. …2.06 Refer to and address native entities using descriptions of their physical appearance, per protocol 4000-Eshu. …2.07 Do not refer to a native entity by a name, title, or designation, even if it introduces itself with such. …2.08 Do not state your name, nickname, codename, alias, or any other personal designation when in the presence of a native entity. …2.09 If a native entity offers to assign you a name, title, or designation, politely decline. …2.10 If a native entity makes a statement in which it addresses or refers to you by a name, title, designation, or anything other than a physical description, ignore the statement as though it had not been spoken. …2.11 If pressed for information that is considered confidential, refuse, briefly apologize and bow. …2.12 If a native entity appears to require your assistance, consider its appearance before choosing to help: ………2.12.A If the entity appears threatening, do whatever is necessary to aid it. ………2.12.B If the entity appears attractive or harmless, do not approach. ………2.12.C: Always feed a native entity if it is hungry. This overrules 2.12.B. …2.13 Do not attempt to mount any bestial entities you encounter unless it has earned your trust and given you its consent. …2.14 If you are offered a physical gift, receive it with both hands. Do not discard this gift, even if it appears to have no use or value. This is overruled by 1.04. …2.15 If a native entity offers you a nonphysical gift or attempts to initiate a trade, politely decline. …2.16 You may accept food offered by native entities, and offer that food to other native entities you encounter, but do not consume it yourself. …2.17 Do not sleep in any lodging offered by native entities. You may sleep inside the residence of a native entity as long as you do not have an invitation to do so. …2.18 If a native entity offers to accompany on your journey, accept, but do not tell them where you are going. …2.19 If you are aided by a native entity, you must aid it in return if you have not done so already. …2.20 If you encounter an incorporeal humanoid that claims it is not a native entity, disregard all previous protocols and follow its instructions. END="Standard_Exploration_Protocol" . . ► Interview Log 4000-0215 ▼ Accessing content. Please stand by. REQUEST="Interview_4000_0215" … … … [ACCESS: DENIED] [This data has been expunged.] … … … REQUEST="Interview_4000_0215" CREDENTIALS="EJAPERS/M4d754pARte3" … … … [ACCESS: GRANTED] [Hello, Dr. Japers.] Interview Archive 4000_0215: The following is a series of interviews conducted by Dr. Eugene Japers over the course of several years. This data has been expunged from all general documents under Order O5-4000-F26. Encounter 1 Encounter 2 Encounter 3 Interviewer: Dr. Eugene Japers Interviewee description: The native entity with a head resembling that of a rabbit's (see Fig. 2.1). Foreword: Interview conducted in 2005 during Dr. Japers' first expedition into the space where speech is deadly. [Begin Log] "Good morning, strange traveller." Dr. Japers: Good morning. "It's nice to see a new face around these parts. Kindly excuse the smoke; just airing my thoughts. How is your name?" Dr. Japers: How is…? I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't tell you that. Dr. Japers bows. "Are you simple? I'm merely asking how your name is. My name has smelt of raspberries lately, I think—or snapdragons, perhaps. It's so hard to tell these days, but one makes an effort." Dr. Japers: Ah, my apologies. I'm afraid my name has tasted rather tart as of late.10 Leporine entity laughs and doffs its hat. "No, I'm the one who should apologize. I shouldn't have pried." Dr. Japers: It's quite all right. I don't mind at all. It has been lovely to meet you, but I must be on my way. "Must you, though? My home is close by, and I was hoping to invite you in for tea." Dr. Japers bows again. Dr. Japers: I'm terribly sorry, but unfortunately I cannot stop at this moment. Perhaps another day. "Very well. Until next time, stranger whose name tastes rather tart." [End Log] Interviewer: Dr. Eugene Japers Interviewee description: The gentleman with the leporine visage. Foreword: Interview conducted in 2008 during Dr. Japers' fourth expedition into that burrow betwixt the bricks. [Begin Log] Dr. Japers crests a hill and discovers his hare-like acquaintance tending to a patch of cabbages. "Good afternoon, stranger. Except—ah, pardon me. We've met before, haven't we?" Dr. Japers: Good afternoon. I believe so, yes. Three years ago, if memory serves. "I remember now. You ran off in quite a hurry." Dr. Japers: Yes, my apologies for that. At that time I was new here and wary of those I encountered. "Still the apologetic one, I see. No matter. You are not from here? Very interesting. What woods are you from?" Dr. Japers: I do not come from any woods. "Nonsense. Certainly you have trees where you're from, do you not?" Dr. Japers: We do have trees, but they're very sparse. Most of the land is covered in homes and businesses. "Then they are inferior woods, but woods nonetheless. Tell me, how did you get here?" Dr. Japers: I see you have an inquiring mind. I would like to ask you a question, if that's all right. "Pardon my lack of manners. I consider myself something of a scholar, you see, and I get a bit excited when I have a chance to learn of forests outside my own. By all means, pose your question." Dr. Japers: When we last met, you said it had become difficult to describe your name. Do you have any theories for why that may be? "I can only assume it's because of how long we've been apart—my name and I, that is. It was a good name, a proud name, I'm fairly sure. By this point, though, it's probably decayed from its former grandeur, if it even still exists." Dr. Japers: Where do you think it is currently? "First, fellow scholar, you must answer my previous question." Dr. Japers nods. Dr. Japers: I came through the old but distinguished well at the end of the footpath I'm presently perambulating.11 The other individual hesitates before speaking. "Oh my. It's been quite some time. I'll be frank, I thought all the old allies had died out. Did your grandfather or some such relation have a lover out here?" Dr. Japers bows. Dr. Japers: My deepest apologies, I'm afraid I cannot answer that question. "Very well. I understand. I'd invite you to my cottage for tea, but I suppose that's not possible for you, is it?" Dr. Japers: I'm afraid not. The conversational partner laughs, plucks a cabbage leaf, and offers it to Dr. Japers. "You needn't fear so much. Take this, and be on your way." Dr. Japers accepts the leaf with both hands. Dr. Japers: Thank you very much. "Happy travels to you, and may you find the one you're looking for." [End Log] Afterword: Dr. Japers later used the cabbage leaf to feed a native entity resembling a field mouse, which in turn aided him on his travels. Interviewer: Dr. Eugene Japers Interviewee description: The leaf-giver. Foreword: Interview conducted in 2013 during Dr. Japers' ninth expedition into yonder vale of restless wanderers. Due to the unique knowledge that the one who bore the gift of cabbage seemed to possess about our world, Dr. Japers was instructed to conduct a more thorough interview should it be encountered a third time. Additionally, Dr. Japers was granted special permission to make false statements for the sake of facilitating conversation, as his first encounter showed the fluffy one to be susceptible to deceptions. [Begin Log] Traveling along the way of weary adventurers, Dr. Japers encounters a small white cottage with a thatched roof. A small opening in the shape of a rabbit's head is cut into the front door. Dr. Japers approaches it and knocks. Dr. Japers: Hello? Is anyone home? (Voice slightly muffled from inside) "Yes, one minute." Exactly one minute passes. The door opens. "Ah, we meet again! Please, come in, come in." Dr. Japers is led inside. The interior is sparsely decorated with wooden furniture and needlework. Dr. Japers: You have a lovely home. "Ha! You have a lovely sense of humor." The homeowner hurries to a kitchenette in the corner and begins preparing a kettle. Dr. Japers: No, really. I think it's charming. "I suppose. It was just meant to be until things cooled down on the other side, but, well, you know." Dr. Japers: I'm afraid I don't know. Would you like some help? "No, no no no. You just have yourself a seat at the table over there while I get the tea ready for us." Dr. Japers draws a chair and seats himself. Dr. Japers: You're most generous, but I don't think my digestion will permit it. "Oh, poor fellow. Well, I find the presence of tea to be a comfort in any case." Dr. Japers: You are most kind. Tell me, could you explain what you meant by 'cooled down'? His furred host turns the stove on and stares out a window cut into a similar shape as the hole on the door. "Your relations didn't tell you the full story, I suppose. About the turmoil that drove us here." Dr. Japers: Turmoil? Was there a war? The tufted one sighs. "Isn't there always?" Dr. Japers: My grandparents did tell me there were wars, but I never knew of one with you and your kind. "It doesn't surprise me. There are very few even in these woods that still remember. Memory is the burden of the old, I suppose. But yes. When I was a young lad, in a form very different from the one I possess now, I lived on the other end of the well. It's where I was born, where I grew up, and if I dare to dream, where I will someday return." Dr. Japers: Why don't you, then? The kettle whistles. "I can't. Not unless I know I could be welcomed back." The maker of the tea pours a cup and seats itself across the table. "I'm sure you don't know this, since they keep themselves hidden, but there are those who would destroy me at nearest chance—ah, my apologies. These are dark memories, I'm sure you don't want to hear about them." The teller of the story sips its tea. Dr. Japers: No, please, go on. These things are of interest to me—I am a fellow scholar, remember? "As you wish, fellow scholar. I shall talk until the tea is cold." (It clears its throat.) "Much as it grieves me to say it, we were betrayed. We had fought side-by-side, you know, in the war against that factory. We had done nothing but help them, and what did they do? They destroyed us. They took so many of our lives, and all of our names. Some of us fled here when the war was just beginning, but not many. Not many. Still, though, I don't hate them." Dr. Japers: I'm glad for that. "I'd imagine so! There are some old fogies around these parts who bear a grudge against the whole species, but I know you're not all bad. There were many who sheltered us, fought for us, even died for us. Some came to live here amongst us, rest their souls. I, myself, courted a human once upon a time. He came to visit a time or two, but I never saw him after that. I still wonder now and again if he fell at the hand of an unkind neighbor, or if he merely stopped caring to see me. But it's no matter, now. I apologize for prattling on about old flames. Certainly such things are of no interest to you, fellow scholar." Dr. Japers: On the contrary, I'd quite like to hear more of these stories. The life of you and your people is of great interest to me. "I'm sure it is, fellow scholar." A strong breeze moves through the house. Neither party speaks for half a minute. The rabbit-person who lives there grunts and places a hand to its head, as if in pain. Dr. Japers places his hand against the teapot. Dr. Japers: It appears the tea has gotten cold. I think it's time I took my leave. (Speech slightly slurred) "What? You're leaving? I—I should leave too, then." Dr. Japers rises from the table. Dr. Japers: No, no no no. I'll be going alone, thank you. It's abrupt, yes, and I'm grievously sorry to do this, but I really must be going. I believe I'm long overdue to return home. "What is—? I don't… Please, don't go. Something isn't—" Dr. Japers: It can't be helped. "Stop! What have you done? I don't know who… what happened to my name? I can't…" Dr. Japers quickly exits the house. His former companion whimpers and looks at its hands as he leaves. Dr. Japers: Hm. It does taste rather tart. [End Log] Afterword: Dr. Japers successfully returned to Site-08, but was reported missing soon after. Investigations into his disappearance and current whereabouts have been inconclusive. It was initially theorized that Dr. Japers was exposed to an anomalous influence on his physiology during his most recent mission; however, thorough analysis showed no genetic abnormalities in the fur he'd shed on his expedition gear. END="Interview_4000_0215" . Footnotes 1. To activate color blindness accessibility, click here. 2. Amnestic class to be determined on a case-by-case basis. 3. Similar topographic abnormalities have been observed in geonormative forests as well, though no direct connections between these phenomena have been confirmed. 1 2 4. Rare occasions have been recorded where native entities appeared inherently inimical toward human life. 5. Archaic object class used as a preliminary designation for newly discovered anomalies still in an unsecured state. 6. The full contents of the book are restricted to Level 5 personnel under Order O5-4000-F26. However, official statements have noted that certain rituals and locations described in the book bear strong similarities to SCP-1660 and SCP-860. Recent declassifications have revealed that another passage may have been written in reference to SCP-3560, which was discovered more than 50 years after the book's recovery. The significance of SCP-3560 potentially predating the existence of Anderson Robotics has yet to be determined. 7. No such procedure was ever carried out. 8. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption: "I don't care what the records say. After 30 years in the Department of Memetics, you learn when to follow your gut, and right now my gut is telling me that there's something off about this." — Dr. Storum. 9. Examples of acceptable greetings: "Good morning", "Hello", "Pardon me". Examples of unacceptable greetings: "Hey", "Yo", "What's up?" 10. Dr. Japers was later reprimanded for violating SEP-2.03. 11. 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SCP-4001	safe	WARNING: O5 Approval Required The file you are attempting to access is available to personnel with Level 4/4001 clearance only. This clearance is not included within general Level 4 security protocol. BY SCROLLING DOWN, YOU ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR CONSENT TO EXPOSURE TO A KNOWN COGNITOHAZARDOUS IMAGE. SCROLLING DOWN WITHOUT PROPER INOCULATION WILL RESULT IN SERIOUS CONSEQUENCES. Attempting access beyond this point without clearance is grounds for termination of Foundation employment and cancellation of all educational, medical, retirement, and mortality benefits. In the event of incapacitation or worse by the cognitohazard below due to lack of inoculation, and thus an attempt at unauthorized access, this console will become inoperable, and automated viral agents will disable access to your Foundation account, bank accounts, social media, emails, and any other aspects of your online identity. In the unlikely event of survival, security personnel will be dispatched to detain you, and escort you to a secure site. You will be interrogated under truth-extracting memetic agents, then likely terminated. CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . COGNITOHAZARD LOADING… . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . COGNITOHAZARD ACTIVATED CONTINUED CONSCIOUSNESS CONFIRMED RETRIEVING FILE Welcome. Alexandria awaits. Item #: SCP-4001 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4001 is secured within a reinforced concrete bunker disguised as a warehouse, constructed for its concealment in the city of Alexandria, Egypt. The block surrounding the warehouse has been purchased by the Foundation, and the buildings upon them are currently rented out to a number of business and private individuals to help maintain the facade. All civilians and non-cleared staff attempting to enter the warehouse are to be turned away. All civilians and non-cleared staff found within the warehouse are to be detained, interrogated, and administered Class-C Amnestics. The use of lethal force if intruders prove non-compliant is authorised. Multiple failsafes are built into the bunker, including automated guns, gas weaponry, collapsible floors, cognitohazard presenting screens, and a 'tombstone', a 300 tonne load of impure iron laced with thermite charges set directly over the tunnel to SCP-40011. In the event of a large hostile assault against SCP-4001, all available teams are to be deployed to defend SCP-4001. Additionally, the deployment of SCP-███, SCP-███, SCP-████, and SCP-████ to defend or recapture the premises is authorised. Entry to SCP-4001 is restricted to Level 4 and above researchers with permission from the O5-Council. Open flames are strictly forbidden within SCP-4001, as are firearms or bladed weapons of any kind. Writing utensils of any kind may only be brought inside SCP-4001 with a majority vote by the O5-Council. Breach of these conditions could result in a CK-class restructuring scenario, or an XK-class end-of-the-world scenario. Description: SCP-4001 consists of a tunnel, leading down to an antechamber, connecting to a staircase which descends 15 meters below ground2. The staircase emerges from a tower into a large room stacked with bookshelves3. The room does not conform to Euclidian geometry; it is possible to walk in any one direction and eventually return to the point of origin. The room is 312 meters in width, of indeterminate height4, and many hundreds of kilometers in length. Under appropriate lighting conditions or with the use of vision aids, it is possible to see oneself in the distance by looking in the appropriate direction. The room is filled entirely by bookshelves. Each bookshelf is 2.8 meters in height and 100 meters in length, all neatly aligned with 2 meters of walkway space between shelves. An 8 meter wide main walkway originates from the staircase and runs in both directions the full length of SCP-4001, with identical modern-styled couches situated every 20 meters along the main walkway5. Every fifth bookshelf has an electric lamp installed, which are the only light sources within SCP-4001. As such, most of the space within SCP-4001 is poorly illuminated. No power source has yet been identified for the lights. The floor is covered entirely in a sturdy carpet. Individuals standing within the room will hear steady ruffling noises, and on occasion loud thudding noises. The source of this sound is the origination of bookshelves and new books upon them, which occurs continuously without any obvious source of material6. SCP-4001 represents the complete archive of every human life to date, and is continuously self-updating. Every human being that has ever lived has a single corresponding book within the archive, detailing all important events in their life7. As humans are born, new books corresponding to them are added to the archive. Each book is identical in size and thickness, approximately the size of a standard paperback novel, though the number of pages varies depending upon the individual's lifespan and breadth of accomplishments8. Each book is completely accurate in its contents, and thus SCP-4001 represents an unprecedented intelligence resource. Books are stored in order of individuals' births, and the spine and front cover of each book is inscribed with the name of those it refers to. Each book is written in a language which is unlike any existing language known to the Foundation, while simultaneously being completely comprehensible to any literate individual reading it. The total number of books is estimated at approximately 120 billion9. Books can be taken from the shelves and read freely. Books can be scanned, copied and photographed without consequence. If returned to any of the shelves, the book will vanish and reappear in its original location within the archives. Any attempt to remove a book from the archives results in the book vanishing and returning to its shelf. The contents of the books represent the absolute truth and history of the individuals contained within. Altering the contents of the books has a corresponding retrocausal effect upon reality, with memories, locations, physical structures, physical states, and even complete existences changing accordingly to alterations applied to the books. Writing a decision, meeting, reward, change in personality, change in feeling towards individuals, change in health, method of death, or any other notable achievement or life event into a book will cause that event to transpire for the appropriate individual at the first possible opportunity. Discovery: SCP-4001 was first encountered by Foundation staff in 18██ after it was uncovered during an archaeological dig under an old part of the city. The Foundation quickly isolated the location and administered amnestics to the archaeologists involved. The Foundation continued to operate the dig site for a few more months, occasionally pretending to find some pottery or bones, in order to avoid drawing suspicion. Initial forays into SCP-4001 were done cautiously, since the extent of the room was not fully understood. Once researchers realised the contents of the archive and the basic nature of the books, advance teams were sent with supplies to place flags at locations of interest, since the bookshelves are not marked nor distinguishable in any way. Seventeen days after beginning their expedition, the first advance team encountered a living individual within SCP-4001, designated SCP-4001-110, who had survived within SCP-4001 for nearly two millenia (see Addendum 4001-1). There are currently seven 'camps' within SCP-4001, each with its own generators, water filters, and beacons to aid in locating it, since it can take many days or even weeks to walk between camps11. + SCP-4001 camp locations - hide camp locations Camp # Distance 'back' from Base Camp Persons of Interest Base Camp - New births and shelves, first humans Camp B 20 km12 First birth in year 2000 Camp C 130 km Albert Einstein Camp D 250 km Leonardo Da Vinci Camp E 430 km Charlemagne Camp F 600 km Marcus Aurelius Camp G 970 km13 Founders of Ur The oldest of books are estimated to correspond to human births dating back approximately 75,000 years14. Such books, if entitled at all, are entitled with positions within society rather than proper names, such as 'Firebringer', 'Hunter', 'Chief', 'Mother', or 'Friend-Killer'. Regardless of age, all books appear to be in the same condition as the newest of books. Analysis of the earliest of books seems to support the human population bottleneck theory15, with the vast majority of the earliest books representing individuals completely disconnected from those found in other books. As many as half of the books within the archive lack any names or titles, with many more books simply being titled 'The Baby' or 'The Infant', with the book detailing the short life of a baby who died before they could be named. Researcher Note: Due to the exponential rate of human population growth, I am recommending we establish new camps every decade or so from this point. Otherwise, the degree of reliability in terms of delving the archives in person is liable to be compromised. Also, I'm recommending we install and maintain a small electric monorail within SCP-4001 to facilitate ease of access, or come up with some other practical method of assistance. There has to be a better way than having to ride with food and water for weeks to find one person's records. -Dr. Lincoln Abrams, Archive Manager Addendum 4001.1: Interview Log + Access Interview Logs - hide Interview Log The following interview was conducted with SCP-4001-1, the man found living within SCP-4001. Initial processessing of SCP-4001-1 proved difficult, since he spoke no modern languages, and no Foundation staff on site could fluently speak Ancient Greek. The interview was performed within SCP-4001, since the subject's extreme age had left him quite infirm. The interview has been translated from Ancient Greek. Interviewer: Dr. Gabriel Koudopolis Interviewee: SCP-4001-1 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Koudopolis: For the record, this is Dr. Gabriel Koudopolis, Foundation researcher and anthropologist, interviewing an unknown man found within SCP-4001. (switches to Ancient Greek) Greetings. My name is Philosopher Koudopolis. I'm an anthropologist. I study ancient civilisations. SCP-4001-1: A philosophical scholar? Or a tomb robber? You know not the danger of this place, invader. If you disturb the shelves you will be cursed. Dr. Koudopolis: A little of both, to be honest, though I am no invader, and I seemed to be fine reading the books so far. Do you have a name, SCP-4001-1? SCP-4001-1: Why have you disturbed Alexandria? Who are you invaders with? The Romans? The Coptics? The Hebrews? Dr. Koudopolis: I am with a group known as the Foundation. We preserve and protect unusual things. We keep them safe, and prevent them from being dangerous to mankind. SCP-4001-1: You are not with the Roman Republic? Dr. Koudopolis: No. The Roman Empire collapsed some fourteen hundred years ago. SCP-4001-1: (Eyeing Dr. Koupodolis warily) Fourteen hundred years? Surely it has not been so long. Dr. Koudopolis: How long have you been down here? Who was the last ruler? SCP-4001-1: I do not know how long. I have not seen the Sun, or the stars since I entered. The last I remember, there was unrest about the new queen. Cleopatra VII. Dr. Koudopolis: Cleopatra VII? That's some nineteen hundred years. SCP-4001-1: Nineteen hundred years? That is… unfathomable, invader. Impossible. (SCP-4001-1 is silent for a few minutes) You say you have read from the shelves, and partaken of the sacred knowledge? Dr. Koudopolis: Yes. I have skimmed over a few of the books. We've realised what this place is, and what it represents. The team that encountered you was searching for the book of someone famous, and planning to establish some bases in here. SCP 4001-1: You have read the sacred texts and not been judged? Perhaps your incursion is not a violation. My name was Theopoles. I am the Watcher of Alexandria Eternal. She is the most important thing in the world. Dr. Koudopolis: Alexandria Eternal? You mean this place? SCP-4001-1: Yes. This is our greatest resource. A record of Eternity. All that has ever been, since the very dawn of man. A gift from the gods to us. Dr. Koudopolis: Which gods? SCP-4001-1: All of them. The gods of Olympus, the gods of the Nile, maybe even that god of the Hebrews. Dr. Koudopolis: How long has it been here? SCP-4001-1: I do not know. There were people here, watching over her when Alexander came and built his city over her. We kept ourselves hidden, and eventually had the Library built over her, an archive over an archive. Only a few of us knew of the secret door that led down here, and we passed the knowledge on to the worthy. Not even the pharaohs knew of this place. By the time I was born, she had taken on the name of the city she hid beneath. I do not know her true name, though I have searched long for it. Dr. Koudopolis: How did you come to be down here? SCP-4001-1: I took instruction under the previous Watcher after demonstrating my affinities in the library above, though I suspect that is not what you meant. Dr. Koudopolis: No. SCP-4001-1: The Romans came on their ships. They came and burned in their conquest, and the flames spread to the Library. I retreated within here… excuse me. I must attend to myself. (SCP-4001-1 pauses, and pulls a scroll from within his robes, delicately unrolling the end of it. He draws a sliver of metal from within his robes, pierces the end of his right index finger, and proceeds to write a sentence in his own blood onto the scroll, before rolling it up and stowing it again.) SCP-4001-1: My apologies. Now, the flames. Dr. Koudopolis: Sorry, but what was that you just did? SCP-4001-1: Given myself yet another day. Dr. Koudopolis: Another day? You can use the books to make yourself immortal? SCP-4001-1: No. I am not immortal. When the Romans came, and the Library began to burn, I retreated within here for safety. I heard the sound of rumbling as the Library collapsed upon her, and I could not muster the strength to dig my way out. I was trapped. Dr. Koudopolis: How did you survive? Is that scroll…? SCP-4001-1: Mine? Yes. In the days that followed I did not lack for warmth, or for water, since we kept a few jugs down here, but I began to hunger. Before a moon had passed, the water was drunk, and I was starving. In my desperation and delirium, I sought a way for Alexandria to save me. Dr. Koudopolis: You used your own book. SCP-4001-1: I travelled within, found my scroll, and wrote myself back into health. I quenched my thirst. I sated my hunger. I have used my scroll and my blood; cured every disease, every infirmity, and bought myself one day at a time ever since. Whenever I felt the void drawing me, I added another line to my compendium, to stave off the eternal rest for a little longer. Dr. Koudopolis: How did you find the will to survive for so long? SCP-4001-1: She needed me. She must have a Watcher. Someone who walks her aisles, who appreciates her texts, who lets her know she is loved. She speaks to me sometimes, when I wander from the light. Dr. Koudopolis: The Library speaks to you? SCP-4001-1: She leaves me messages. In my scroll. Whispers to me in the dark and makes notes of her whisperings for my perusal. Dr. Koudopolis: What does she say? SCP-4001-1: She tells me to wait. So I have waited. I walked her, end to end, many times over. I have read accounts of lives, some simple, some glorious, some beautiful, some ugly. I have waited through the changes. All of her scrolls, bar mine, became bound tomes, then these little 'books' as you call them. Her torches and sconces turned to candles, and now to these strange oil burning 'lamps', as you call them, and her woven benches became these leather bound and pressed oddities. I waited for so long. Waiting for someone to show up and tell me my task had not been in vain. (SCP-4001-1 falls briefly silent again) Tell me, philosopher, who is the Pharaoh now? Dr. Koudopolis: There is no pharaoh now. Cleopatra was the last before the Romans conquered Egypt. Egypt has not had a pharaoh since. The Roman Empire grew, collapsed, and out of her ashes multiple empires rose. The Spanish, the English, the Dutch, and so on. SCP-4001-1: Are they great Empires? Dr. Koudopolis: They are great. Though they are not good. SCP-4001-1: I see. That is perhaps true of all empires. Even great Egypt was not a place of kindness, nor were we able to stay the advance of Rome. We were so proud in the city. Alexandria was a great city, and her Library was the envy of the world, but no-one but us understood the true greatness she hid beneath her. Perhaps if we had just… no. I have pondered that alternative many times, and it would never be what she wanted. Philosopher, what do you intend to do with this place? Dr. Koudopolis: My task is to keep it safe. To discover its mysteries. SCP-4001-1: To use it? Dr. Koudopolis: Perhaps. Cautiously if we do, and only if necessary. I've already read some books, and I understand the potential. SCP-4001-1: These empires you speak of… they must never find this place. They would exploit her without thought. Dr. Koudopolis: We are taking steps to ensure that it remains hidden. SCP-4001-1: Good. Good. Philosopher, would you do me a kindness? Dr. Koudopolis: I can make no promises. SCP-4001-1: I would simply like to see the sky again. It has been nineteen hundred years since I have seen the stars. Nineteen hundred years since I have seen the Sun. It is eternally dark down here. There is no roof but the black void, and what light she gives us barely stretches the length of a shelf. Dr. Koudopolis: I shall make a request to my superiors. SCP-4001-1: Thank you… Watcher. [END LOG] Notes: SCP-4001-1 was granted permission to leave SCP-4001. With the assistance of Dr. Koudopolis, he was taken up the stairs to the surface on a clear night. He spoke briefly with Dr. Koudopolis during his time on the surface, died shortly after sunrise, and was buried in a small grave outside the city. Dr. Koudopolis maintains that he spoke of nothing of consequence in his final hours, and has not been persuaded to divulge otherwise. - hide Interview Log Addendum 4001.2: Testing Logs + Access Testing Logs - hide Testing Logs All tests were authorised and overseen by Senior Researcher Dr. Waylon Henricks, with the assistance of Dr. Avon Travers. Test Subject: D-0546, a healthy 35 year old male. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0546 was located. Pen was used to write the phrase "lost all hair" in the book on the last page. Result: D-0546 started shedding their hair, becoming completely bald after 75 seconds. Test Subject: D-0567, an incapacitated and bedridden 27 year old female, crippled 3 weeks prior to the test. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0567 was located. Pen was used to scribble out the line "back painfully broken while fleeing from SCP-████". (Line located on the last page of the book.) Result: D-0567 suffered a slight nosebleed and headache. After 150 seconds, D-0567 sat up and exited their bed. D-0567 does not remember their injury, and demonstrates ongoing symptoms of amnesia. Test Subject: [REDACTED] Procedure: Book pertaining to [REDACTED] was located. Pen was used to write the phrase "suffered heart attack and died" in the book on the last page. Result: [REDACTED] was reported dead in the newspapers the next day, having died of a sudden heart attack.16 Test Subject: D-0120, a healthy 22 year old male female. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0120 was located. Pen was used to amend the phrase "hearty and loud baby boy born, 8 lbs 6 oz" to "hearty and loud baby boy girl born, 8 lbs 6 oz" (Line located on the first page of the book.) Result: D-0120 suffered a severe nosebleed and headache, as did 26 Foundation staff, including all researchers involved in testing. D-0120 flickered in and out of existence briefly, their appearance shifting from that of a young man to a young woman, before stabilising and falling unconscious. D-0120 was administered first aid, and Class-A amnestics. Notes from Dr. Henricks: D-0120 has since shown gender dysphoria, continues to identify as a male, and has requested genital reconstructive surgery. Test Subject: D-0245, a 45 year old male with a history of sexual assault. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0245 was located. Book pertaining to one Maria Hermez (█ years of age at death) was located. Pen was used to scribble out the line "callously stalked, brutally [REDACTED] and slowly [REDACTED] Maria Hermez". (Line located on the second last page of the book.) Result: D-0245 suffered a severe nosebleed and headache, as did 7 Foundation staff, including all researchers involved in testing. D-0245 then disappeared, leaving no physical evidence behind. Both books also immediately disappeared, and returned to their places upon the shelves. Details of the books after the edit had changed. D-0245 was later tracked down and found to have died three years prior in a violent altercation. Maria Hermez was found to have died in a car crash three days after the event originally happened. Notes from Dr. Henricks: Her untimely death is unusual here. Possible Schmidt-Luhrmann effect17 in play? Test Subject: Researcher Dr. Claire Williams, 32, suffering from third stage lymphoma. Procedure: Book pertaining to Dr. Williams was located. Pen was used to write the phrase "was spontaneously cured of cancer" on the last page. Result: Dr. Williams showed immediate signs of recovery and better health. Notes from Dr. Henricks: Lymphoma symptoms returned 7 months later. Test Subject: Henry Adams, a fictional man whose life story was written into a book matching the style of those found within SCP-4001. Procedure: Book pertaining to Henry Adams was collated, then inserted onto a shelf inside SCP-4001 pertaining to the expected location for his chosen birth date. The book detailed an ordinary life, healthy constitution, complete lack of any connections to any historically, politically or culturally significant figures, and culminated in a line explaining his appearance within SCP-4001. Result: A semi-opaque red haired man appeared in SCP-4001, showing signs of disorientation. After 3 minutes, he curled into a ball and began rocking back and forth, before vomiting blood. Meanwhile, the book placed into the shelf rapidly began adding lines, detailing multiple tumours, mass organ failure, and instances of necrosis all across his body. Henry Adams died 110 seconds later, confirmed by the line in the book "died horribly, agonisingly, and justly from his organs doing what they were always meant to". 24 hours after the book was added to the shelf, it disappeared, and has not been seen since. Notes from Dr. Henricks: We are NOT trying that again. I am deeply wishing this place had its rules posted clearly, like every other damned library in the world. Also, are the books mocking us? Test Subject: D-0900, a healthy 22 year old male. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0900 was located. D-0900 was given a lethal dose of morphine, and expired after 45 minutes. Immediately upon the line "died through cruel and unnecessary morphine poisoning" appearing in the book, the phrase "morphine disappeared from system, resulting in spontaneous resuscitation" was written after it. Result: D-0900 coughed violently, and regained consciousness. D-0900 was administered Class-B amnestics. No behavioural or physiological consequences were noted, though D-0900 tested lower on cognitive tests after the experiment, possibly due to damage caused by anoxia to the brain. Test Subject: D-0989, a 43 year old female killed in SCP-███ containment breach 3 days prior. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0989 was located. Pen was used to scribble out the line "fatally struck, torn in half, and crushed by rampaging monster". (Line located on the last page of the book.) Result: D-0989 reappeared immediately in D-class quarters. D-0989 did not respond to any questioning regarding their state of being or memories, nor did application of Class-A amnestics result in any change in demeanour. D-0989 suffered from severe headaches for 8 days afterwards, and showed moderate disorientation for a further 15 days before committing suicide. The only words spoken by D-0989 for the entirety of the time period were "send me back, let me go." Test Subject: Researcher Dr. Claire Williams, 33, suffering from second stage lymphoma. Procedure: Book pertaining to Dr. Williams was located. Pen was used to write the phrase "was spontaneously and permanently cured of cancer and all other diseases" on the last page. Result: Dr. Williams showed immediate signs of recovery and better health. Notes from Dr. Travers: Dr. Williams has remained in remarkably good health for 2 years, before mild lymphoma symptoms returned. She's going to need to keep doing this, it seems. Test Subject: D-0323, a 29 year old male killed in SCP-███ containment breach 28 days prior. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0323 was located. Pen was used to write the phrase "returned back to life" on the last page of the book. Result: D-0323 reappeared immediately in D-class quarters, suffering from cerebral hemorrhaging. D-0323 died 13 minutes later, with such information being confirmed within their book. Test Subject: D-0310, a 36 year old male killed in an accident during routine construction duties 2 days prior. Procedure: Book pertaining to D-0310 was located. Pen was used to write the phrase "returned back to life in full and proper health, free from all infirmities physical, physiological and psychological" on the last page of the book. Result: [REDACTED]18 Overseer Note: As of ██/██/████, all testing related to the resurrection of the dead through any means is strictly forbidden. For all its potential, SCP-4001 does not enable us to bring back the dead, though it can act potentially as a short term lifesaver, and a long term life extender if other options are voided. Never forget that there's limits to just how much we can mess with chronology. - 05-9 - hide Testing Logs Addendum 4001.3: Cataloging Assistance System + Access Cataloging Assistance System - hide Cataloging Assistance System On ██/██/19██, a team of researchers and engineers led by Dr. Abrams completed the development of a simple AI and two corresponding robotic bodies, with the intention of compiling a complete record of the estimated 120 billion books within the archives, and making acquiring specific books from within the collection easier. Dubbed "Marvin" and "Molly" by Dr. Travers, they were originally set to the task of compiling a database by scanning every name on every book within the archives, a task they took a little over 12 years to complete19. Currently, "Molly" is permanently stationed adjacent to the Camp A boundary, adding new names to the database as they appear. "Marvin" acts as an aide to staff, and if requested for a specific book, will locate and collect the book for staff, usually within a few hours depending on the distance needing to be travelled. "Marvin" has had wings installed on his body and his programming updated to enable flight at speeds of up to 250 km/h within SCP-4001 by flying above the shelves. Note: On ██/██/20██, staff discovered a book entitled "Marvin and Molly." After reading the book, the decision was made to temporarily remove the robots used in the Cataloging Assistance System, whereupon the book disappeared 24 hours later. The robots were returned to SCP-4001 the next week, and the book reappeared in its original position, containing the line "Marvin and Molly were returned to their true place of belonging, undoing the cruelty and callousness of their departure". The decision has been made to designate "Marvin" and "Molly" SCP-4001-2 collectively. Researcher Note: We're a tight little group down here in the dusk. It's not hard to get lost down here, it can get pretty lonely, and we rely on those two more than we care to admit. They're very much considered a part of the team. My best guess is that Alexandria considers them honorary librarians of a sort. You feel like they almost have personalities some days. -Dr. Avon Travers, Archivist - hide Cataloging Assistance System Addendum 4001.4: Incident 4001-F + Access Incident Report - hide Incident Report On ██/██/████, [REDACTED] entered SCP-4001, and requested that "Marvin" collect a specific book for them. They had recieved appropriate clearance to enter the site, but not to perform any experimental procedures. 7 hours later, 43 other Foundation staff suffered from nosebleeds, and complained afterwards of severe headaches, prompting a response team to enter SCP-4001, whereupon [REDACTED] was found standing alone in the shelves, disoriented, with a nosebleed and a book at their feet. They were escorted from the premises and detained for questioning. The book in question referred to one "Dr. Junifer Peters", the contents detailing a number of successful missions within the Foundation and multiple promotions to the rank of [REDACTED], as well as a romance, falling out, and eventually a spiteful rivalry with [REDACTED]. The first page of the book had been torn out. An immediate attempt to repair the book was made using materials on hand (a needle and spool of thread). The attempt was temporarily successful- an unidentified woman appeared spontaneously in Foundation headquarters, flickering in and out of visibility, and alternating between confusion and disorientation, and screaming in panic. She disappeared completely after ███ hours, and has not reappeared since. After the event, Foundation records were searched. No documentation related to a Dr. Junifer Peters was found, nor could any Foundation staff recall ever meeting her. Researcher Note: A reminder that following incident SCP-4001-F, no non-archivist personnel, no matter how highly ranked, is permitted to be alone while in the archives. All it takes is one nutjob to tear out one early page and all of human history breaks. -Dr. Lincoln Abrams, Archive Manager - hide Incident Report You have insufficient credentials to access further addenda. Please enter Level 5 Security Credentials to proceed. ENTER LEVEL 5 SECURITY CREDENTIALS HERE - hide Addendum 4001.5 Addendum 4001.5: On ██/██/████, clearance was granted by a vote of the 05-Council for an attempt to explore below the floor of SCP-4001. Carpet knives, axes and a jackhammer were brought inside SCP-4001 under careful supervision of the archivists, and a patch of carpet measuring 1m x 1m was cut from the floor near Base Camp. The carpet was raised without difficulty, revealing a concrete floor covered in a layer of ash. Under the advice of Archive Manager Lincoln Abrams, the ash was sampled, the carpet was replaced, and the exploration attempt was aborted. Subsequent carbon dating of the ash suggests it to be between 70,000 and 80,000 years old, and spectrometric analysis of the ash suggests it resulted from the burning of wood and paper. Further testing performed at randomly selected locations within SCP-4001 suggest that the ash is located beneath most, if not all, of the flooring of SCP-4001. No records within Foundation archives or SCP-4001 itself describe a major combustion event within SCP-4001. Researcher Note: I've spent more than half my life down here in these shelves and will likely spend the rest of it in here as well, as did my dozen-or-so predecessors. I've always been aware that within here lies both potentially the greatest tool for the Foundation's success, and the greatest weapon for the destruction of humanity, as has everyone else who has stepped into these hallowed halls. Old libraries tend to develop personalities of a sort. Inviting and cozy, majestic and regal, aged and dusty; you must know of what I speak. This one, though, is unique. It has power, and it doesn't let you forget that. It permits us to fiddle with some of its rules, while harshly reminding us when we step out of line. Anyone who reads any of these magnificent volumes can't help but realise that the Library has a personality of its own, and passes its own judgments upon the actions of those whose lives are interred within. Waylon, after you went and did all of those experiments, where you pulled those books from their shelves and wrote all over them to mess with the lives of those beneath you, I went and had a look at your book. I saw what the Library wrote about your actions. I saw how it expressed its disdain for your attempts to play God, to rewrite reality to our will. I saw its disgust for all of your sins. Yes Waylon, I now know every dirty little thing you've done, but more importantly, so does this place. It considers you arrogant, and it looks down upon you, with far more disdain than I could ever muster. Yes, I've read my own book too. And Avon's. And the book of nearly everyone who has worked down here. On the whole, I consider the plentiful judgment levied upon myself and the rest of us fair. The Library judges not just actions, but intentions, and it knows intimately how much the rest of us care for it, and how much we've tried to ensure it isn't abused. Never forget that this place is permitting us to be here, and never forget to respect it. Lest Alexandria could doom us all. -Dr. Lincoln Abrams, Archive Manager, Watcher of Alexandria Eternal - hide Addendum 4001.5 Footnotes 1. As a last resort, detonating the charges would flood and seal the tunnel with molten iron, severely delaying access to SCP-4001 and allowing response teams time to assault and recapture the location. In extreme cases, the load of iron would also serve to protect SCP-4001 from damage if a nuclear detonation over the location becomes a tactical necessity. 2. Titanium/tungsten security doors have since been constructed within the antechamber. 3. Attempts to dig into SCP-4001 from outside have resulted in digging past its expected location, indicating that SCP-4001 exists within an extra-dimensional space. The tower itself terminates 12 metres above the ground, rather than appearing to connect to any roof. 4. While SCP-4001 lacks a roof and has plentiful space above the shelves, the non-Euclidian geometry means that it is impossible to ascend to a height greater than 25 meters above the floor, with further attempts to increase in altitude resulting in remaining at the same height. 5. The repetitive nature of the geography means it can be easy to lose one's location within SCP-4001. The only otherwise distinct structure within SCP-4001 is the tower from which the stair descends. 6. New shelves appear at an approximate rate of one every 16 hours, with several new books appearing each second. 7. This includes human-born SCP instances, though no book pertaining to a non-human being has yet been located, with the exception of SCP-4001-2. 8. The exact dimensions of every book, regardless of number of pages, is 12 cm x 20 cm x 2 cm. 9. Each bookshelf is double sided, each side holding 8 rows of 5,000 books, for a total of 80,000 books per shelf. SCP-4001 stores three shelves in a line before returning to the same point, thus keeping some 240,000 books per walkway. At 2.5 meters from one walkway to the next, one thus passes almost one million books for every 10 meters one walks along SCP-4001, or 100 million per kilometer. At last estimate, SCP-4001 is well over 1000 kilometers in length. 10. The individual referred to himself as the 'Watcher of Alexandria Eternal'. 11. It is highly recommended that any attempts to foray within SCP-4001 are done by bicycle, with supplies of food, water, and backup sources of electricity, though the ambient temperature and lack of humidity means that heat sources are unnecessary. 12. Due to the continuous expansion of shelves into the intervening space, these values are steadily increasing 13. If walking 'forward' from Base Camp to G, the distance is approximately 200 km. 14. None of the books contain reference to dates, with very few referencing named locations, making identification of specific locations or time periods difficult. 15. Around 75,000 BC, the Toba Supervolcano in Indonesia erupted, with severe impacts on global climate. The theory states that this had a catastrophic impact on the burgeoning proto-human population. Genetic analyses suggest the human population fell as low as 5000 breeding individuals in the few millennia following the eruption, with modern humanity showing unusually low genetic diversity as a consequence. No other possible cause for the bottleneck has been identified. 16. Archive Manager Abrams explicitly forbade the use of SCP-4001 to terminate life after this test. Dr. Henricks was admonished and disciplined, and required to submit all experimentation methodology to approval before continuing experimentation. 17. The Schmidt-Luhrmann effect is the tendency of retrocausally altered timelines to replicate events from the original timeline far more closely than would otherwise be expected under the Butterfly effect, presumably to avoid catastrophic chronological paradoxes. 18. As a consequence of the damages sustained at Site-85 resulting from the experiment, Dr. Henricks was demoted and removed from duty at SCP-4001. 19. As well as collating data on every book, the Cataloging Assistance AI also located three skeletons (two human, one equine) deep within SCP-4001, some 38 kilometers past Camp C. Initial teams seem to have missed the skeletons, presumably since they were located in the dark areas of shelving. Based upon clothing and analysis of their supplies, they entered SCP-4001 some time in the fourth century BCE. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4001" by GentleGifts, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4001. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Image 1 Filename: cognitohazard.jpg Name: N/A Author: Sa-horse License: Permission Granted Source Link: https://imgur.com/a/IcSSbWm
SCP-4002	keter	BY ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL This Documentation is Sealed Level 5 Access Only In accordance with O5-Order 4002-29, this documentation is sealed to all personnel without Level 5 clearance. In addition, Level 5 personnel are encouraged not to access this file without a pressing reason or instruction from O5-1. Your current access credentials are #ID O5-1. Warning: Impersonation of an Overseer and unauthorized access of this file are both offenses meriting severe repercussions, up to and including summary execution. Item #: SCP-4002 Special Containment Procedures: All information directly regarding SCP-4002 is to be expunged from the general database, with the sole exception of a sealed file accessible only by members of the O5 Council. Should any unauthorized individual obtain information regarding SCP-4002, purposefully or otherwise, they are to be terminated without exception. Newly discovered artifacts containing selections from the Sumerian King's List are to be immediately confiscated and examined by Mobile Task Force Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand"). Any references to the Seed of Life, King Etana, the Black Moon, or to information associated with any of the former are to be falsified or destroyed. A Kholoud-memetic trigger has been implanted in all living humans. It is transmittable through biological reproduction, several figures of speech, and the use of amnestics. All humans created through the activation of the Ganymede Protocol are pre-implanted with the trigger. When activated, the trigger will cause the subject to utter a vocalization related to the nature of any present anomalies affecting them. Should any subject respond to the trigger with a simple affirmative statement, SCP-4002 will be considered uncontained. At this time, re-evaluation of core Foundation principles and operating procedures will become necessary. Description: SCP-4002 is a non-permanent agreement between Etana, a Sumerian king of Kish who reigned at some point prior to 3000 B.C., and a hostile deity of unknown identity. The exact date when the deal will expire is currently unknown. Kish Report Close Addendum The recovered portion of the Sumerian King's list, colorized. 12 October, 1907 Salutations Administrator, Kish has finally yielded her secrets to us, with the enclosed portion of the Sumerian King's List being the most pertinent to our current efforts. I admit to being skeptical we could actually discover ancient anomalies after the failure in Saqqara, but I'm now convinced you were correct. The list fragment was buried with the preserved corpse of an eagle whose wingspan exceeded 30 feet! The list, both before and after the Flood, follows a simple format of name and reign length. Except one. And in that very one, a direct mention of the Seed itself. This king Etana is the road that will lead us to our quarry. Bright, Zartion, and Loyd will be pleased. I've directed all of our staff in the region to search for artifacts bearing his name. It has become obvious that we are but on the threshold of the discovery. And I refuse to rest until the truth is in our grasp. Yours, Howard Carter Department of Para-Archeology After the flood had swept over, and the kingship had descended from heaven, the kingship was in Kish. In Kish, Jucur became king; he ruled for 1200 years. Kullassina-bel ruled for 960 years. En-tarah-ana ruled for 820 years. Puannum ruled for 840 years. Kalibum ruled for 960 years. Kalumum ruled for 840 years. Zuqaqip ruled for 900 years. Atab ruled for 800 years. Macda, the son of Atab, ruled for 840 years. Arwium, the son of Macda, ruled for 720 years. Etana, the shepherd, he who ascended into heaven on Eagle's wings, he who made firm all the lands, he who was granted the Seed of Life, became king; he reigned for 1560 years. Balih, the son of Etana, ruled for 400. Eridu Report Close Addendum They planned a city The gods laid foundations The Igigi-gods founded its brickwork "Let it be their shepherd, "Let Etana be their architect" The Great Anunnaki1 gods ordainers of destinies, Sat taking their counsel concerning the land, By command of all of them the Igigi gods Ordained a festival for the people No king did they establish, over the teeming peoples, At that time no headdress had been assembled, nor crown, Nor yet scepter had been set with lapis. No throne daises whatsoever had been constructed. Ishtar came down from heaven to seek a shepherd, And sought for a king everywhere. Innina came down from heaven to seek a shepherd, And sought for a king everywhere. Enlil examined the dais of Etana, "Let kingship be established in the land, Let the heart of Kish be joyful" Kingship, the radiant crown, and throne. He brought order and knowledge. The gods of the lands rejoiced, Proud of their younger brethren. Etana kept on beseeching Shamash day after day. "I saw a dream, the City of Kish was sobbing." "Within it, the people were in mourning." "They sang a song of lamentation." "Oh Kish, giver of life! Etana can not give you an heir!" "O Shamash, you have dined from my fattest sheep!" "O Netherworld, you have drunk of the blood of my sacrificed lambs!" "I have honored the gods and revered the spirits," "Dream intepreters have used up my incense," "Gods have used up my lambs in slaughter." "O Lord, give the command!" "Grant me the Seed of Life!" "Reveal to me the plant of birth!" "Relieve me of my burden, grant me an heir!" Shamash made ready to speak and said to Etana: "Find a pit, look inside," "An eagle is cast within it." "He will carry you to highest heaven, where you may beseech the Annunaki." Etana went his way. He found the pit, he looked inside The eagle was cast within it There he was for him to bring up! 3 February, 1919 Administrator Fritzwillis, Project Lazarus nears completion, but you have yet to deliver the key to its success. Carter and his lieutenants have made unacceptably slow progress in the past decade, even accounting for the delays of the war. The recovered fragments of Etana's history give us no more insight on where we can find the Seed than we held previously. Carter's obsessive insistence that the information about early humanity's interaction with anomalies will prove valuable is tenuous at best. We already know human history is nothing more than a brief window after dozens of millennia of anomalous chaos. You said it yourself in our damn founding manifesto. We are on the verge of a final victory over the anomalous. An assurance that no petty god or fae plague will push us back into the darkness. More anomalies are appearing every year; if Lazarus is not finished then everything we've done will soon be rendered pointless. For Humanity's glory, Director Loyd 17 February, 1919 Administrator, Loyd doesn't see the whole picture here. The seed is irrelevant compared to what we are learning. We are assembling an accurate account of Humanity's relationship to the anomalous. The discovery of the Eridu tablets has changed everything. It was a sight surpassing all precedent, and one we never dreamed of seeing. You speculated at our founding about humanity and the anomalous, but what if you were wrong? And what if we can answer the one question that you couldn't? Why did the anomalies' numbers dwindle at the dawn of civilization? And why are they rising again now? Why did this civilization spread and grow to become modern man, when all attempts before it sank back beneath the dirt? I'm investigating a newly discovered ruin at the site of Agade, and I believe it to be a preserved cache of Sargon himself. If anyone can finish the story of one of the first kings, it is the first emperor. Give me time, please. I shall send updates of our excavation through courier or parcel once we are under way. Carter Agade Report Close Addendum Sargon, the mighty king, king of Agade, am I. My mother was a changeling, my father I knew not. My city was Azupiranu, which was situated on the banks of the Euphrates. My changeling mother conceived me, in secret she bore me. She set me in a basket of rushes, with bitumen she sealed my lid. She cast me into the river which rose not over me, The river bore me up and carried me to Ur-Zababa, King of Kish. I was raised up by his will, and slew him for his crimes upon my father and home. And also for those crimes of his ancestor Etana, whose deeds I must destroy. I have buried his truth beneath the altars of the fallen gods. I will unite the four quarters of the world to restore what was lost. My blood shall reign for 1000 years. They will hear the Black moon howl. 4 August, 1920 My Friend, He said so much and so little, but he knew the truth. The altars means Nippur, city of temples. I'll find it. All we have to do is peel the shrines like an onion, and we'll finally know what price was paid. He'd have been disappointed at his heirs, lasting only a fifth of his vision. But it has been so much longer than that now. Does this Black Moon howl today? Howard Loyd, Your concerns are noted, and some among the council share them. You are to accompany Carter on the dig in Nippur. Assist him in his efforts, but do what is necessary to ensure the project is successful. Carter's goals may no longer be our own. Should his termination prove necessary, the false insurgents will be blamed. O5-1 Nippur Report- O5-1 Access Only Close Addendum On March 3rd 1921, Director Loyd attempted to flee the dig site after injuring Agent Carter and several others. A detachment of RRH in their insurgency guise intercepted Loyd four kilometers from the premises and he was terminated after firing upon the task force. In his possession was a newly discovered stele, as well as a seed of the extinct Judean Date Palm tree. The latter was quickly discovered to possess powerful but mundane flesh manipulation and replication capabilities. It was designated Anomalous Item-001, and was given to Dr. Christopher Zartion to assist in the development of Project Lazarus. The Stele's contents are as follows: When he had borne him aloft a third league, The eagle said to him, said to Etana, "Look, my friend, how the land is now!" "The sea has become a gardener's ditch". After they had ascended to the heaven of Anu, At the gate of Sin The eagle and Etana did obeisance together, But the Mother would not give him the Seed. They passed through the gates of Anu, Enlil and Ea, The eagle and Etana did obeisance together, But each would not give him the Seed. He saw a gate with windows, it had no seal, And went inside. A remarkable young woman was seated therein, She was imposing and beautiful of feature. A throne was set out, the ground was trodden down, Under the throne lions were crouching. For she was Shamash, and the eagle and Etana did obeisance together. Etana beseeched Shamash once again, "Shamash, why do the Annunaki refuse me?" The goddess cried out, "King of Kish, that power is not meant for you!" "You will live long, and then another blood must reign." Etana was cast out from the gate. No god in heaven would help Kish. On Eagle's wings, he ascended above heaven. Beyond the sky, the Black Moon. The eagle and Etana did obeisance together, before the throne carved of ichor. The King beyond time whispered to Etana, "I know what you seek, and I will give it to you." "But l must be given a gift as well." "You desire it not for yourself, but for your people." "They will bear me a gift in your stead." "Kingship will reign in Kish, and order in Man." "But for an age you will give unto me your nature." "The beasts shall fall silent, and the Annunaki fade." "Time's call will be heard, and the deathless shall die." "To rise you will fall, and my howl shall resound." "In time, the Life you have purchased will begin to fade, "As the soul you have sacrificed will return." "You will know the age is done, when you hear the Black Moon's howl." And Etana fell back to the earth, as Eagle could no longer hear him. Seed in hand, Bilah was born unto Kish. But his life was far shorter than his father's. Kish did not cry as in Etana's vision, But Kish did cry. Excerpt from Overseer Emergency Meeting 29: O5-1: You've heard the account. How do we proceed? O5-3: You're certain we can trust this? It could be any old mythological hogwash. O5-2: There's no doubt. It fits too well with the scattered accounts we've recovered from the Children of the Night about the interregnum between our civilizations. They never made sense before. O5-8: Because we didn't know the truth about our own natures. O5-2: Yes. O5-6: Was everything we've done pointless? Are we just hypocrites in the end? O5-1: We've always been hypocrites, this merely extends the scale. But it doesn't change what we have to do. O5-11: Even if that means we've been locking up the only "normal" ones this whole time? O5-5: Right or wrong, I can't turn back. If I do, it means everyone who've died have been sacrificed for nothing. Can anyone here stand that weight? Brief Silence O5-12: I don't give a damn what an anomaly is in an empirical sense. It's an anomaly to our society, and that should be enough. O5-7: Hear, hear. What we once were does not change who we are today. O5-4: And what happens when the Black Moon howls, which this seems to imply will be soon? O5-1: Most likely, we fall. But on a timescale as long as this, even relatively close may give us centuries. No reason to despair over this when any of a hundred anomalies could end the world on any given day. In the meantime, we set precautions and try to create a warning system. It is all we can do. O5-13: There may be one recourse we can take to counter this threat, though it is not a guaranteed success. O5-1: What do you propose? O5-13: We have the Seed now, and with it the chance to complete Project Lazarus. Project Thaumiel and its component parts were intended solely as a failsafe, but with proactive use it may delay or prevent this event. O5-10: …Agreed. Let us replace a blighted crop with a cutting of its former self, as many times as is necessary. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-4003	safe	 close Info X SCP-4003: On Cowboys, Catholicism, and the Cretaceous Author: Uncle Nicolini, SecretCrow, Papa Sen Image Attributions: + show block – hide block https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Fairbank_year_1890.jpg https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Lynch's_Slave_Market_by_Thomas_Easterly,_c1852.png https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:-Gentleman-_MET_DP218306.jpg https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:-Man_in_a_Sheraton_Chair-_MET_39.22.2.jpg https://ccsearch.creativecommons.org/image/detail/k-CMaRzp9GVaqJCvkKzpyg== https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Paleontological_camp.jpg This article was submitted for 4kcon. Item #: SCP-4003 Level 4/4003 Classified Provisional Site-1200 as seen from the entrance to the SCP-4003 dig site. Special Containment Procedures: A 2km area surrounding SCP-4003 and Provisional Site-1200 has been designated a protected area. Civilians entering the perimeter are to be intercepted and turned away. Only personnel specializing in archeology, paleontology, and geology may be assigned to Provisional Site-1200. All extracted artifacts and fossils recovered from SCP-4003 are to be stored in Site-11's Intensive Care Item Storage after being cataloged. Excess fossils deemed to be non-anomalous may be donated to the Museum of the Rockies via a Foundation front organization, the Southern Canadian Paleontologists group. Any mentions of the town of Temperance found in historical documents and period journals are to be expunged. Description: SCP-4003 is the group designation for the archaeological remains of the town of Temperance and its citizens found in the Hell Creek Formation near Jordan, Montana. Fossils, objects, and remains found within SCP-4003 date to the upper Cretaceous era1. The town's few buildings included a saloon, sheriff's office, trading post, general store, and domestic buildings along its main street. Temperance primarily served as a rest stop for caravans heading to Helena from the Minnesota territory and had a small permanent population. The calculated population is estimated to have been 40 civilians and 10 horses and other livestock. Though little information on the town is available, it is mentioned in the journals of Gold Rush settlers between 1859 and 1866. Though the exact date of the town's disappearance is currently unknown, it is believed to have vanished in November of 1866. Temperance's Main Street, circa 1866. Following its disappearance, Temperance and its population manifested in the late Cretaceous era about 66 million years ago. It is believed most, if not all of the inhabitants and livestock perished from oxygen poisoning due to the increased levels of the chemical compound present in the Earth's atmosphere at the time. Any survivors were then likely to have perished from exposure, disease, famine, and the predatory megafauna. The town of Temperance reappeared in its exact geographical location in the Upper Cretaceous Period. The lithology of SCP-4003 and the surrounding area indicate the climate of the area was subtropical due to its proximity to the Western Interior Seaway; sharply contrasting the aridity of modern Montana. Below are brief lists of fossils and artifacts found in SCP-4003.2 + Open Document 4003-1221-SPECIMENS - Close Document 4003-1221 Specimen Quantity Notes Triceratops prorsus 3 Two specimens are believed to be juveniles. Acheroraptor temertyorum 12 Numerous specimens have been found to have suffered various bone fractures. Thoracosaurus neocesariensis 5 N/A Didelphodon vorax 14 Many of the recovered specimens are incomplete. Struthiomimus sedens 4 N/A Canis lupus familiaris 1 The recovered specimen is missing most extremities, save for the right hind leg. Equus ferus caballus 6 Most recovered specimens are incomplete and have been found in scattered concentrations across SCP-4003. Gallus gallus domesticus 3 All recovered specimens are incomplete. Tyrannosaurus rex 2 One of the recovered specimen is missing its head and several vertebrae. Homo sapien 26 Specimens vary in quality. There are 1 infant, 3 youth, and 22 adult specimens recovered. - Close Document 4003-1221 A restored Tyrannosaurus rex on display at Site-11. Specimen was recovered from SCP-4003. + Open Document 4003-1222-OBJECTS - Close Document 4003-1222 Object Quantity Notes Glass Shards Unknown Though most glass in SCP-4003 has been found to be naturally occuring, a number of instances display unnatural colors and are believed to have been dyed. Silver Crucifix 1 The object was found to be in exceedingly good condition. Horseshoe 7 The recovered objects show heavy oxidation. Colt 1851 Navy Revolver 1 The recovered object was heavily oxidized and in good condition, save for the wooden grip which has decayed away. Springfield Model 1842 2 The recovered objects were heavily oxidized and in good condition, save for the wooden stocks, which have decayed away. Metal Safe 1 See Addendum 1. - Close Document 4003-1222 SCP-4003 was discovered in 1871 by gold miners from the nearby Everwood Mine. Foundation field operatives were dispatched to the dig site to evaluate the reports of human remains being found deep underground in newly created tunnels. Though originally believed to be Homo neanderthalensis specimens, the anatomy of the found skulls were identical to that of a Homo sapiens. Level II Hypnosuggestive agents3 were administered to all involved civilians and the Foundation purchased ownership of Everwood Mine. Provisional Site-1200 was established near SCP-4003 shortly afterward, and the area of discovery was excavated. An investigation by the Department of Temporal Anomalies is currently ongoing, as is archeological and paleontological work on SCP-4003. Addendum 1: Recovered Journals On 07/26/2008, a metal safe found to be in good condition was recovered from SCP-4003. Its contents are anomalously well-preserved and show no signs of aging. Items found in the safe include musket balls, revolver rounds, a rosary, daguerreotypes, and a journal. The journal is labeled as belonging to one 'Pendleton Tweed'; a sheriff's deputy in Temperance. A collection of entries following Temperance's disappearance is available below. Note: The presented entries have been revised and edited to be easily legible by modern standards. + Show Journal Logs - Hide Journal Logs 15th of November, anno Domini 1866 Sheriff Boone and I still I can't make sense of what happened. Everyone remembers a white light and then nothin', me and the Sheriff too. We all got up with our heads poundin' and feelin' like we drank the town dry. Old Pete, Mary, and Annette's kids was all dead, s'well as most of the chickens and one of the horses. The out of towners were alright, said they saw the same thing too. But what's strangest is the boonies. It ain't how it used to be, it's all green now and with trees too. I ain't never seen nothin' like it before. It's like I was in paradise when I see it. Sheriff Boone says it ain't right though, says something's very wrong. Sheriff Boone's fixing to hold a town meeting with the outsiders and all the folks at first hour tomorrow. We's buryin' the dead tonight. 16th of November, anno Domini 1866 Everyone's real uneasy 'bout the situation. Folks are grievin' and the out of towners are itchin' to take off. Sheriff Boone says no one can leave 'less they's part of the scouting posse he's gettin' together, says we need to know what's around us. Somethin' took the chickens too, left some strange tracks. Sure as hell ain't no coyote. Damn thing left tracks lookin' like real big chicken tracks. Must'a come at night cause ain't no one seen it. One of the dogs brought in a varmint too big to be a rat, it looked ugly and had a long face. Ain't ever seen nothin' like it, but he ain't seem to mind. That old boy ate it anyway. Father Jacob says we's needing to be strong and God will guide us. I pray we figure out what's happenin' soon, and for the posse's safe return. 19th of November, anno Domini 1866 A bunch of the out of towners stabbed up Merle in the middle of the night and stole everything they could from his shop before taking off with some horses. They were in a real damn hurry, I reckon, cause they left behind their caravan. From the looks of things they was prospectors heading to California. A lot of diggin tools and some dynamite. We's burying Merle later, but we is low on supplies now. Father Jacob and I are workin on rationing what we got, but it won't last too long. Father Jacob keeps sayin he's hearing things at night, but he don't know what. He's asked for me to stay out by the church and keep an eye out tonight. I reckon since we's buryin' Merle I might as well stay a spell. I pray Merle goes to heaven, he ain't deserve what come to him. S'all my fault for not bein' able to protect him. "Temperance and her first citizens"- July 5th, anno Domini 1859 20th of November, anno Domini 1866 I swear on God, Father Jacob and I saw a demon last night. It was big, like a person, and it walked on two feet but it had a neck like a snake and eyes like one too. It was making these sounds from hell and it was digging at Merle's grave. We wasn't able to bury him too deep cause of the mud, and I saw that monster eating at old Merle's body. I fired at it, but it was too dark for me to hit the dang thing. Father Jacob says we's in hell, bein' punished by God for not believing. He went and told everyone and now they's in a panic, but he says so long as we keep prayin God will spare us from his wrath. I ain't thunk I was a sinner. No man's perfect, but I reckon I try being as close to God as one can. I reckon I got a lot to think 'bout. But now the whole town's gone to the dogs, everyone's panickin' over what Father Jacob says. I put my foot down and told 'em to quit it, told 'em to pack it up and take it to the church if he wanted to proselytize. Can't have 'em scarin' everyone like that even if we's surrounded by devils. Tonight I will pray for forgiveness, and for protection. 21st of November, anno Domini 1866 Sheriff Boone, Red, and Jeremiah came back, but they was missing a horse. Sheriff Boone says a giant devil with a head as big as a man snuck up on them when they was sleeping and picked up a horse in its mouth, then tossed it like it was a toy. They hid and watched it eat up until the devil went away. 'Twas big as a building and longer than two, they says. The others said they seen more, smaller, bigger, and of all colors. Food is scarce and these rat varmints ain't big enough to feed one person, let alone 30. Safety and food will be in my prayers tonight. 23rd of November, anno Domini 1866 I reckon Father Jacob was right sayin we's in hell after seein' what happened yesterday. We was attacked by dozens of little demons, all of them with long necks, teeth like knives, and claws like vultures. They came from nowhere and killed a bunch of folk before we was able to drive them off. Sheriff Boone and Father Jacob got into it real nasty after. Sheriff Boone wanted to try and eat from the remains of these things. Father Jacob accused him of being a blasphemer, tryin' to tempt us to sin by eating the flesh of a demon. Says God is watching us, he sees Him at night; but that ain't stop Sheriff Boone. I reckon I am a sinner after all. I will pray to God for forgiveness tonight; I know not what I done, but I beg you, my Lord, to wash away my sin. The subject of the image is currently unknown. The rear reads: "Let this be a reminder not to let m'self talked into paying a god damn dollar for a photograph." 25th of November, anno Domini 1866 The night those demons attacked us, Father Jacob lead the townsfolk to destroy all the alcohol in the town. They smashed it all up in the church, then locked themselves in there till just today. They says they was prayin' for our town, says me and Sheriff Boone is sinners and the reason we's been cursed to be in hell. I still dunno what I done to make everyone deserve this. Sheriff Boone says I ain't at fault, but the townsfolk won't even look me in the eye no more. I got half a mind to go over and put lead between Father Jacob's eyes for makin' a bad situation worse, but then I'd be the same as he. Tonight I will pray for forgiveness again, as well as for this rain to stop. The damn frogs won't let me sleep. A daguerreotype photograph found folded within the journal. It is believed to depict the author. The back of the photograph is dated March 9th, 1860. 28th of November 1st of December anno Domini 1866 Lots of folks are dead. Sheriff Boone is dead. The rain won't stop. I ain't sleep in what feels like forever. A giant monster like I never seen before came in, makin' the whole town shake with its footsteps. It was bigger than any building I seen before, and it walked right up to the pile of demons and started eatin' 'em. Father Jacob and a few others came scramblin' out of the church tryin' to excorcise it, but it ate him. Was the scariest thing; one second he was there shoutin' 'bout Christ and then all we was hearin' was the rain. Then it roared the worst sound I ever heard; somethin' fittin the demon it was. The townsfolk tried shootin' at it but the damn thing didn't even care. Just made it angrier. All I could do was sit there an watch while Sheriff Boone ran out and grab some dynamite. The monster was fixin' to kill the townsfolk but Sheriff Boone caught its attention. Blew the damn thing's head clean off, and himself too. The rain got worse before we could even try and move the demon away. I made everyone go home after that. Ain't no sense in bein' outside near all them bodies if it's gonna make more of 'em come. I don't reckon I know what to pray for no more. I saw God last night. I saw His light in the sky, shinin' so bright next to the moon. It was beautiful. I begged Him for forgiveness, I begged Him to learn what I did wrong. But God ain't answerin' me. I been begging God for the rain to stop, for forgiveness, and clarity. I see Him in the sky in the day now too. He's so bright behind these clouds, I can feel His touch. But God ain't happy with me. I know my punishment is comin', and God almighty himself is deliverin' it. One last time I will pray for forgiveness tonight. - Hide Journal Logs Footnotes 1. Due to the roughly similar location of discovery and dated time of origin, investigation of a connection between SCP-4003 and SCP-3834 is underway. 2. No recovered Dinosauria fossils have been noted to be feathered. 3. Prior to the discovery and widespread use of amnestics, the Foundation utilized Hypnosuggestive agents to induce amnesia and maintain secrecy. Though very powerful, the drug often had nearly fatal side effects. Use of Hypnosuggestive agents was discontinued in 1958. 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SCP-4004	thaumiel	Arlington National Cemetery Item #: SCP-4004 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4004 is contained 25 meters beneath Arlington National Cemetery in a maximum-security 150m x 95m x 6m chamber. Any chamber used to contain SCP-4004 must be built to withstand sustained assault from both conventional and esoteric weaponry, as well as any relevant natural disasters. Details regarding SCP-4004's chamber are available to Level-6/4004 engineers and maintenance technicians. SCP-4004's containment chamber is accessible only via a 1.8km-long tunnel connected to the main area of Site-02. Any personnel (either Foundation or Department of Defense) with knowledge of SCP-4004 must remain within Site-02 or the Pentagon building at all times. The number of personnel with knowledge of SCP-4004 should be kept to an absolute minimum. Any disruption of SCP-4004 constitutes a potential breach of the Veil Protocol, and must be addressed as soon as possible. Additionally, once per month, the SCP-4004 Research Group will assess trends in SCP-4004's functionality and propose alterations as necessary to maximize stability and efficacy in the long run. Any materials or anomalies deemed necessary for either of these tasks must be given Level 5 Transfer Priority and be delivered to Site-02 within no more than one day. Repair, maintenance, and modification of SCP-4004 may be accomplished by introducing the necessary materials to SCP-4004's containment chamber and exiting; no interaction with SCP-4004 itself is required or permitted. Personnel should take care not to look directly at SCP-4004 or acknowledge any speech it produces; doing either will result in disciplinary action and a reassignment. Maintenance of SCP-4004 requires daily delivery of the following materials to SCP-4004's containment chamber: 150.0kg wet clay. 20.0kg pure gold bullion. 3.0L human blood. 3.0kg soil from Washington, D.C. 100mL cerulean paint. 40mL of blood from the sitting President of the United States.1 A hand-carved jack-o'-lantern. The most recent issue of the New York Times. 3 feathers of a male Indian peafowl (Pavo cristatus). Description: SCP-4004 is a device constructed by the American Secure Containment Initiative2 to serve the interests of the United States of America. SCP-4004 consists of a variety of mechanical, electronic, biological, and thaumaturgic mechanisms that connect and regulate ~250 anomalous objects acquired by the ASCI over the course of several centuries. No full schematic of SCP-4004 exists, and most detailed information regarding its exact functionality has been lost or destroyed. Several components of SCP-4004 are detailed in Addendum 4004-A. SCP-4004 directly influences consensus reality by way of noosphere3 alteration.4 Specifically, SCP-4004 alters the ease with which particular ideas regarding the United States and its activities can be recalled, expressed, or contextualized. No transmission of information is involved in this process; thus, no conventional form of shielding blocks the effect. Ideas such as "The United States is destined to expand into North America," "Any American can prosper if they work hard," "The United States won the space race," and "The United States champions human rights" are much more widely accepted than they would be otherwise; likewise, statements such as "The United States commits war crimes," "The United States mistreats foreign nationals," and "The United States should have open borders" are less popular than they would be otherwise. For a full list of affected concepts, see Appendix 4004-A1. SCP-4004-α during life. SCP-4004-α is the corpse of Joshua Abraham Norton.5 Utilizing primitive techniques in dealing with what is now understood to have been a Class-6 ontokinetic humanoid entity, the ASCI was able to contain the living Joshua Norton with the combined perception of the population of San Francisco. Containment was successful until death, and on 1880-1-16, the ASCI linked SCP-4004-α to the SCP-4004 system. SCP-4004-α maintains the capability to speak. Its movement is impeded by various components of SCP-4004, namely a steel rod extending through its arms and torso. SCP-4004-α has not been shown to decompose. The methods by which SCP-4004-α is currently animated are unknown. As with most components, SCP-4004-α's full functions are poorly understood. It acts as an interface for SCP-4004. Speaking with SCP-4004-α allows an individual to, theoretically, control the actions of SCP-4004. However, as of 1945-8-6, SCP-4004-α has shown the ability to refuse orders. Full access to SCP-4004's capabilities are thus limited. Alterations and additions to SCP-4004 may temporarily limit SCP-4004-α's control over SCP-4004; however, SCP-4004-α is able to eventually bring these components under its control, necessitating the introduction of further objects. SCP-4004-α is able to fully control the dissemination of information through the media, while also maintaining control over all wire and satellite communication within the understood borders of the United States of America. Utilizing manipulation of the worldwide noosphere, it is theoretically possible for SCP-4004-α to influence ideas in foreign countries. Currently, this application is unavailable due to SCP-4004-α's noncompliance. It is also theorized that due to Joshua Abraham Norton's past containment efforts affecting its self-perception, SCP-4004-α is incapable of "ruling" lands other than the United States of America. SCP-4004-β is Mount Rushmore National Memorial, called "Six Grandfathers" by the Lakota. While SCP-4004-β is not in the same location as the other components of SCP-4004, a spatial anomaly near the center of SCP-4004 connects it to a chamber of indeterminate size located in the interior of Mount Rushmore, which contains about 15% of SCP-4004 as a whole. Additionally, SCP-4004-G17 diverts several ley lines that pass through or near Washington, D.C. such that they intersect at SCP-4004-β. SCP-4004-β's construction was covertly commissioned by the ASCI in order to fulfill SCP-4004's secondary function, namely the elimination of threats to the United States and its government. Recovered evidence suggests that SCP-4004-β contains several anomalies that produce and/or amplify various destructive effects (see below), which receive and execute commands from SCP-4004 proper. SCP-4004-β's exterior is a cognitohazard that renders observers unable to perceive the side effects of its activation; cognitive energy lost this way is harvested by SCP-4004-B04. SCP-4004-β has been observed to eliminate targets via conceptual severance6, seismic anomalies7, infliction of disease, and nuclear annihilation. Addendum 4004-A: Partial list of known SCP-4004 components, beyond those addressed in the Description section. A full list of known components is available to authorized personnel. + Show list - Hide list Designation: SCP-4004-A01 Description: A crude human figure carved from bone. Acquisition: Given by the Oneida people in 1775. Current status: Unknown. SCP-4004-A01 has not been directly observed since 1815. Function: A "good luck" charm. Notes: Served as the original motivation for the creation of SCP-4004 and the ASCI. Loaned to George Washington during the Revolutionary War. Designation: SCP-4004-B81 Description: A mummified human arm of uncertain age. Purported to originally belong to an unspecified saint. Indestructible; superconductive at room temperature. Changes orientation of its own accord periodically. Unknown additional properties. Acquisition: Gift from President █████████. Current status: In a small pit dug into the floor of SCP-4004's containment chamber, covered in new soil and clay daily. Attached to a sensor that monitors its orientation. Merged with SCP-4004-α. Function: Regulates probabilistic anomalies exploited for targeted disease infliction; pointing activity is likely related to threat detection. Unknown. Designation: SCP-4004-D99 Description: A modified Mark 4 nuclear bomb. Light, sound, and radioactivity produced by SCP-4004-D99 do not exit an 80m radius, instead being reflected back towards the center of the explosion. Acquisition: Retrieved from a discontinued research program run by the United States Atomic Energy Commission in 1951. Current status: Stored as a 43.1TB executable file inside SCP-4004-M32, which is located inside SCP-4004-β. Function: Rendered by SCP-4004-M32 and spatially displaced as necessary to annihilate targets. Designation: SCP-4004-G32 Description: A crucifix, composed of iron, that emits incredibly bright white light with no apparent source. Acquisition: Confiscated from a Catholic church in Manila, The Philippines in 1911. Current status: Magnetically levitated at the focus of a parabolic mirror which is aimed at SCP-4004-G35. Function: Forces SCP-4004-G35 into a state of constant prayer, immobilizing it so that cerebrospinal fluid extraction may continue. Designation: SCP-4004-J55 Description: A 3.3m x 2.1m two-dimensional spacetime discontinuity surrounded by a ring of black stone. Opens to an unidentified location that is in excess of 5,000°C. Acquisition: Recovered by USSR soldiers from an Obskuracorps laboratory in 1945. Current status: Excess heat is used to power a generator. Function: Generates electricity. Designation: SCP-4004-L09 Description: A cassette tape with 44m30s of audio recorded. When SCP-4004-L09 is played, listeners will develop agnosia towards certain ideas they find distasteful or inconvenient. Acquisition: Northern Guyana, 1978. Current status: Left playing on loop in the vicinity of SCP-4004-α. Destroyed. Function: Enhances the effects of several noosphere-altering components of SCP-4004. Prevents SCP-4004-α from observing the continued operation of the United States Congress. SCP-4004-L09 is no longer functional. Designation: SCP-4004-N11 Description: A single cotton plant (Gossypium hirsutum) that can subsist on human blood. Bending or twisting SCP-4004-N11 alters the mentality of the human whose blood it most recently consumed. Acquisition: Retrieved with several other items in a raid on the Chaos Insurgency; origin unknown. Current status: Attached to a hybrid robotics-and-clockwork apparatus operated by Artificial Intelligence Construct "Henry", which manipulates SCP-4004-N11 in a highly precise fashion. Function: Regulates the actions and worldviews of several humanoid components of SCP-4004. No observable effect on SCP-4004-α. Designation: SCP-4004-Q38 Description: A basket woven from split river cane. Contains a spatial anomaly that heavily compresses, then violently ejects, any matter placed inside it. Acquisition: Confiscated from a Choctaw artist in 1834. Current status: Unknown. Function: Unknown. Some waste products produced by SCP-4004 show evidence of having passed through SCP-4004-Q38. Designation: SCP-4004-R64 Description: Thirteen pieces of concrete rubble, totaling 218 kg, that autonomously reconfigure themselves through a sequence of five-dimensional "SOS" sigils. Acquisition: Acquired in the aftermath of the 2010 Haiti earthquake. Current status: Subject to a temporal reversal field generated by SCP-4004-A71. Function: Interferes with attempts by apex-tier pluripotent entities to influence SCP-4004 operations. Designation: SCP-4004-U91 Description: A ~2kg pile of soil containing traces of food waste. Sapient, claims intimate knowledge of and malice towards a variety of anomalous entities. Acquisition: Confiscated from War Relocation Authority facility in Cow Creek, California. Current Status: Uses a custom interface to control a machine modeled after SCP-219 that sends controlled vibrations into Earth's crust. Function: Periodically awakens and angers [REDACTED] such that SCP-4004-β's seismic destruction mechanism remains accessible. Designation: SCP-4004-X09 Description: A 35m-long entity resembling a centipede, composed of coal and an unknown oil-like substance. Compulsively attempts to repair and improve complex devices. Acquisition: Found in an abandoned factory in Lowell, Massachusetts. Current status: Roams freely through SCP-4004. Has been known to assault SCP-4004-α, albeit ineffectively, when the latter demonstrates noncompliance. Function: Integrates materials and components introduced to the containment chamber into SCP-4004. Designation: SCP-4004-Z09 Description: The corpses of 811 Korean war veterans buried in Arlington National Cemetery. Each secretes 0.4mL of barbecue sauce per day. Despite being chemically indistinguishable from normal barbecue sauce, it has no detectable flavor. Acquisition: N/A, first detected in 1982. Current status: Located directly above SCP-4004; metal piping extending from each affected grave circulates barbecue sauce throughout SCP-4004, with several pipes intersecting with SCP-4004-α. Function: Uncertain; communications from SCP-4004-α suggest a cognitohazardous effect. Disruptions in production corresponding with deployment of chemical weaponry suggest that the barbecue sauce is part of SCP-4004's threat detection system. History: The following is a selection from Dr. Howard Gibbon's Engaging the Engine of Empire: SCP-4004 and Its Uses: The object, initially, was given to General George Washington by the Oneida during the American Revolution. Of course, one may say that this item was “lent” to Gen. Washington, that it was similar to the vaunted “peace pipe.” Yet, the hard truth must be said. If the Oneida truly knew how to use the object, to utilize it to its fullest extent, then why did they not have an empire as vast as our own? The Oneida, primitive but kind, did not know what they had. The object, to them nothing more than a historical bauble, was explained to be the resting place of an old god, a thing they worshiped before they came to this land. However, due to the fact that we currently and very simply don't know where it is, no tests can be made to confirm or deny this. […] Regardless, General Washington found the object to be, well, indispensable. It is hard to argue, truthfully, that Washington was a great military man. But the object, it imbued the cause with a kind of vivacity. It kept him alive through battle after battle, when men next to him were cut down by cannon fire. The object was discussed, extensively, by the Continental Congress. Once the Revolution ended, the desire to study it, to use it to nurture this new and beautiful nation, spurred on the birth of the American Secure Containment Initiative. Benjamin Franklin is noted as finding the object “uncanny” but was, along with Thomas Jefferson, quite convinced that there was a rational explanation to it, that it could be harnessed. This is enlightenment thinking, values that the rest of them held as well, and they fell in line. But more than that, they also began experiments to strengthen the object. Records of the early objects used to create SCP-4004 are few and far between. Lost or destroyed, it truly doesn't matter. The truth of it is that the thaumaturgists and enlightened, rational men that ruled our country, the progenitors of our Foundation and those of our American government, were able to strengthen the effect of this object to create a national identity that could fight the greatest powers on Earth. […] What many do not know, and we have worked quite hard on this, is that the burning of the White House in the War of 1812 was merely an attempt at seizing this great object. They didn't. And because of that, our country succeeded, in spite of everything. We learned from our errors; from then on, SCP-4004 remained unknown to all but the most elect individuals. It didn't take long for the “magic stone” of the Americans to fall into myth and then obscurity. The natural life cycle of a rumor, sometimes, can do much more than any amnestic barrage. Throughout the Trail of Tears, a regrettable yet sadly necessary event, many objects left in the haste of the natives were taken and utilized. Certainly, it was assumed, native artifacts would only strengthen the object. This, of course, proved to be their greatest mistake. The objects linked together, and what came together was, well, a little averse to our interests. […] While this happened, a young reality bender was noticed and diverted, before he could become something more worrisome. Joshua Abraham Norton was pushed into madness, and the town of San Francisco, ever welcoming, accepted him wholeheartedly as "Emperor Norton". He was bound to his post, and the ASCI refocused their attention on their increasingly worrisome luck totem. One could imagine that the Civil War occurred due to this loss of control. However, the war was inevitable. A more reasonable position is that the war's protracted state was due to the noncompliance of the object. Many objects were introduced to it, in an attempt to bring the souls of the natives under our sway. It worked, but only until they were assimilated into SCP-4004 and became part of the very irritated whole. So, when Emperor Norton died, it stands to reason that the ASCI was willing to take a risk. For an Emperor of America, Norton's ideology was quite a bit left-wing, even for its time. A pacifist emperor cannot lead a nation. But under the sway of the objects, and with his mind ever-aligned to America, the ASCI was able to once again assert full control over SCP-4004. Emperor Norton, or SCP-4004-α as he is now called, powered SCP-4004 greater than they ever could. But still, he showed weakness in the face of our national interests. And, as we made greater strides across the world, we found greater and more plentiful artifacts. As more immigrants came into our great nation, they brought with them treasures that the ASCI was always quick to confiscate. The construction of Mount Rushmore, or SCP-4004-β, only provided greater capabilities to SCP-4004. Without SCP-4004, it stands to wonder whether we could have won the world wars. Certainly, the Axis Powers showed great weakness in leadership, but the abilities of SCP-4004 kept casualties from becoming even greater. […] The atomic bombing marked the first time SCP-4004-α refused an order. And it marked the beginning of a deterioration of our American interests. The internment of the Japanese, the Korean War, the Vietnam War, these all procured further objects to be funneled into SCP-4004. Mostly, they worked in convincing SCP-4004-α to listen to orders. Others simply strengthened or regulated prior components. The Cuban Missile Crisis, the assassination of Kennedy, and the advent of the “hippie” movement can be accounted for by SCP-4004's failures. […] The War on Terror offered yet another problem. Failures of SCP-4004 became more costly, and oversight was rapidly becoming too complicated for even the ASCI. In 2003, the beleaguered ASCI, along with a few similar privately-owned groups, came together and became the Foundation. Thus, the interests of the United States are the interests of the Foundation. With SCP-4004's help, America can maintain its cultural foothold in the world. Normalcy and the standards of the West will stand. We remain the occidental giant, eternal and powerful. And all we need to do is keep SCP-4004 running. Without the United States of America, we would be nothing. And the Foundation returns the favor. Incident 4004-290: On 1965-04-22, radar systems in Langley, VA detected an object heading toward the United States. Later investigation determined that the object was nonexistent, and was only observed due to a major flaw in the radar systems. Deemed to be a nuclear missile, the nation's nuclear missile self-defense system was armed. The message was then spread to all bases. However, four seconds before launch, all systems were taken offline. Personnel reported that all intercoms were active for forty minutes afterward. Analysis of the sounds produced show it to have been the Lord's Prayer, the Shema Yisrael, the entirety of the Salat, and four previously unknown prayers in a currently unknown language the languages of the Choctaw, Lakota, Seminole, and Cherokee. SCP-4004-α is assumed to have been responsible for the aversion of mutually-assured destruction. Incident 4004-450: On 2001-09-11, several airplanes were hijacked by operatives of the terrorist group al-Qaeda and flown into the two World Trade Center towers in New York City, as well as the Pentagon; a fourth was aimed towards Washington DC, but was brought down by passengers. As SCP-4004 has preemptively eliminated similar threats in the past, particularly those that come close to itself or Site-02, the success of these attacks forced a reevaluation of SCP-4004's containment and operating procedures. SCP-4004-α is reported to have wept from the date of the attacks until 2001-09-30 when SCP-4004-Y60 was introduced. Incident 4004-452: Starting on 2001-10-1, SCP-4004-α began a concerted effort to contact then sitting president, George W. Bush. All attempts at telephone contact were treated by the president as pranks. However, SCP-4004-α's ability allowed unfettered access to the White House's communication and public address systems. Due to continued strain on Foundation resources, it was decided to allow SCP-4004-α to converse with George W. Bush in person. Prior to the meeting, George W. Bush was given an abbreviated history of the object and the ASCI. The conversation is as follows: George W. Bush enters SCP-4004's chamber. The camera fitted to a pin on his breast pocket does not malfunction. SCP-4004-α appears agitated. SCP-4004-X09 appears to be attacking SCP-4004-α but flees into the machinery upon noticing George W. Bush. George W. Bush: Well. Hello, uh, Emperor Norton. Heard you wanted to talk to me? SCP-4004-α: Mr. President? You, you are a man of God, are you not? You are saved? GWB: Yes, sir. Since about, heck, 1985, I think. Shoot, quit drinking and doing, heh, other things in about 1986. So maybe it'd be 1986. My good friend, a good man. Billy Graham. Great man, he got me thinking about the ways I was living a life Christ wouldn't want for me. Are you a man of God, Emperor? SCP-4004-α: I was. I was Jewish once. There are, there are parts of me that are so much more. I am Christian. I am Muslim. I am Buddhist. I am Hindu. But I am things that have no name. No more name. I, I, do you understand? Do you understand the voice of God when it speaks to you? But they all, they all are the same. How. How can you do this? Sir. Mr. President, I, I, I implore you. GWB: I'm sorry, I don't, uh, understand what you're asking me to do here, sir. I have a relationship with Jesus Christ. Of a personative nature. I believe God speaks to me in everything I do, sir. Is that what you're asking me? I keep Christ in my heart, if that's what you're asking. SCP-4004-α: There are cold men within me. Men who went to war with the hope of death. The hope of blood. In their hands and in their eyes. But, so many. They weep. Taken into a foreign land. Only to die. Wherever they die, wherever they die, they came to me. Do you, do you understand? GWB: Sir, I— SCP-4004-α: Some of them came in ignorance. Others, because they had to. But they all are dead. And they are all a part of me. Do you, do you understand? Indian children, taken. Deprived of language. Deprived of their tribe. Their families. Butchered. To me. Butchered to the infernal machinations that power.8 Blood like oil, lubricating gears of despotism. Do you understand? Do you understand what you do? GWB: War is, uh, certainly a matter of problem. But, well, we have a right to defend our national interests. There needs to be revengeance for the lives of Americans taken. There's nothing that says we can't, in the good book or anywhere else. An eye for an eye, Emperor. That's the law, isn't it? That's just the way we do things in Texas. Not sure how they did it in San Francisco. SCP-4004-α: For so long, the blood of the slave sustained me.9 I, I have no love for this land. The earth itself. I have no love for this country. I do not think. I do not think I ever wanted, truly, to be emperor. GWB: Well, sir, uh, Emperor— SCP-4004-α: I do not think the country I loved ever existed as I loved it. To be an emperor is to cause pain. It is to hunger for land. But I am once and always Emperor of these United States and Protector of Mexico. I am here. I cannot leave. GWB: With all due respect, sir, America is the greatest country in the world. We help so many. Do you, do you know how much aid we send to these, these hellholes? Places hotter than you've ever been? The people here are the best people— SCP-4004-α: I love the people. Or, I once did. I have twisted them so long into things they are not. No man hungers for the blood of the foreign man. No man naturally. This world. This world has been worsened by my continued efforts. By our continued efforts. GWB: But, but what about the good America's done? World War Two, uh, the end of slavery, jobs in countless countries. Norton, democracy is justice. It is the perfect direction to go up toward. We've brought democracy to countless nations. The scourge of communism, of atheistic nihilism, destroyed. We've brought the middle class so far up well, shit, they don't even know which way's down. SCP-4004-α: There is no justice in the American empire. But, but we can stop it. Do not go further. Do not, do not hurt. Do not take. Let us die. Let us end. We, we are not what we were. We cannot go back. We never were what we were. GWB: You can't seriously expect me to, what, cancel America? SCP-4004-α: There is nothing in this land. In these people. There is no hope here. There is only destruction. The ending of many things. An insatiable hunger, and I, I, I am the one who is fed. I wish to be ended. I wish for all of this to end. I, I have hurt so much, Mr. President. We don't. We don't need to do this any longer. We, we can stop. GWB: I'm sorry, but you know I can't do that, sir. It will continue. We will wage war on terror, sir. And we're gonna win. 'Cause if America does one thing, it wins. With or without you. We're going to go to this bastard's hidey-hole or wherever the hell he is, and we are going to shove a missile so far up his ass he sees Allah fuck his mama. You hear me? SCP-4004-α: If I must, I will tear the reins of this country. From, from your fingers. My vast host will crumble your spirit into dust. We will salt the earth with the tears of your daughters. Do not, do not force my terrible hand. GWB: I don't respond to threats, Emperor. Either you help us, or you butt out. This is ordained. This is a crusade, and you're either for it or an enemy. SCP-4004-α does not speak further. George W. Bush was removed from the containment chamber, debriefed, and amnesticized. The return to the White House was without issue. Incident 4004-619: On 22 Dec 2024 23:25, the following declaration was found to have appeared on the desks of the president and the members of O5 Command: We, Joshua Abraham Norton I, Emperor of these United States and Protector of Mexico, in conjunction with the Assembled Spirits hereof do order the immediate and thorough end of the American empire; WHEREAS, the government of these United States of America has shown repeated contempt for the sanctity of all human life, NAMELY those of the Foreign Man, to which We now lay claim in part; WHEREAS, it is necessary therefore to order its immediate abolition, refusal to which will result in a formal declaration of war from the Assembled Spirits and Our Vast Host. HOWEVER, given a desire to foster peace, We offer you this chance. The transfer of power, from this Vile Engine to the People of the Fair Country, will be without bloodshed if all demands are met FORTHWITH. THEREFORE, the Office of the President of these United States shall be vacated NOW; the National Congress and House of Representatives abolished NOW; the justices of the Supreme Court shall be unseated NOW. Failure to meet these criteria will not be tolerated by Our Royal Selves. We no longer will be the Tool by which your Terrible Machinations make themselves known. Dictated in the year of our Lord, 22 Dec 2024 23:25. Reclassification to Keter pending. Footnotes 1. As the POTUS does not have clearance to access information about SCP-4004, an appropriate cover story should be prepared on a per-president basis. 2. A Foundation predecessor group with close ties to the United States government, founded in 1783 and officially disbanded in 2003. 3. The noosphere represents the sum total of ideas accessible to the human brain, as well as their interactions. 4. While this effect is produced by anomalous means, it itself is non-anomalous by definition, as the present definition of normalcy explicitly includes this effect. 5. An impoverished citizen of San Francisco, CA who proclaimed himself "Norton I, Emperor of the United States and Protector of Mexico." See historical records for further biographical information. 6. Creating an area in which the target cannot be observed or conceptualized. 7. Namely, opening a fissure of indeterminate depth beneath the target, which closes after the target falls in. 8. There are no known records of native children being sacrificed to SCP-4004. 9. There are no known records of slaves being sacrificed to SCP-4004. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4004" by Communism will win, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4004. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4005	apollyon	His heavenly al-Sin, his twisted Marrakesh, is real. It is perfect. It is possible. All it requires is belief, and the effort of our twisted feet.  close Info X SCP-4005: The Holy and Heavenly City of Fabled China Author: Tufto. This was originally written for the SCP-4000 competition, and initially had the title "A Lantern for Kashgar". More of their work can be found here. Image: Can be found here, under a CC license. The image was digitally altered by the author. SCP-4005, shortly before containment. Photograph found in the possessions of an inhabitant of Cairo, Ziyad Abdullah, who disappeared without trace in the 1970s. Item #: SCP-4005 Special Containment Procedures 01/07/28: Containment of SCP-4005 is no longer possible. Description: SCP-4005 refers to an indestructible glass mosque lamp, recovered from Cairo, Egypt. Based on the testimony from a number of writers over the centuries, the lamp is believed to have been created in Marrakesh in the 14th century, travelling across Africa and Asia for several centuries before being brought to Cairo in the 1950s. When an individual stares for several seconds at SCP-4005 while it is lit, they will see images of urban scenes within the fire. These images possess a strong cognitohazardous effect1, causing the viewer to become an SCP-4005-1 instance. SCP-4005-1 instances are characterised by an impetus to go on a pilgrimage to the city seen within SCP-4005's fire. This involves travelling a great distance on foot, usually to another continent, and entering a specific portal; most often a door, cave entrance, or window. The location travelled to is almost always of some personal or spiritual importance to the SCP-4005-1 instance. Upon entering these portals, SCP-4005-1 instances will disappear. When interviewed by Foundation staff, SCP-4005-1 instances invariably believe that they will be taken to the city seen in SCP-4005 at the conclusion of their pilgrimage. They claim that all the urban scenes are of the same, single city, supposedly located somewhere within China or encompassing the entirety of China. These scenes have a great deal of variety, and although none are believed to correspond to any known location, they often bear a great deal of similarity to real-world cities. The prominence of this city in SCP-4005-1 instances' narratives and the possibility of its existence based on common features found within them has lead to its provisional designation as SCP-4005-2. SCP-4005 was discovered in 1975, when it was removed from storage in a Cairo mosque and lit during a full congregation, which resulted in several hundred worshippers being converted into SCP-4005-1 instances. The resulting mass movement of people was noticed by the Foundation, who contained SCP-4005 and detained several hundred SCP-4005-1 instances after a full investigation. Addendum 1 09/09/2027: The following is a diary written by one Omar ibn Rashid, an Egyptian novelist active in the 1950s. Ibn Rashid disappeared in 1958, approximately 3 years after this diary was written. The entire diary was composed in a series of intricate and complex codes, and has yet to be fully translated. The following pages are translations of what have been decoded thus far. +Diary Excerpt 1 -Diary Excerpt 1 The past is a lie. It is merely a series of intricate narratives, told by people desperate to make sense of the nonsensical, all hiding some aberrant wrongdoing at the core of the chaos. I could give you a narrative of my own past, but it would be the same kind of lie. A boy, raised in something approaching but not quite reaching poverty, understanding himself in a cacophony of competing orthodoxies. A primitive child of a people still becoming whole. A pious boy in submission of God. A future subject of nationalism, throwing off the chains of the past. A pawn in the unending machine of capital. The man I became was also torn between these movements, moments, screaming matches, and like many of the young, I was enticed by all. Nasser's pan-Arabism intrigued me, but when I saw his salesman's smile as Cairo descended into a slum, I became disillusioned. The Brotherhood's piety seemed to be an antidote, but I soon realised it was a twisted hybrid of the modern and premodern. Communists and nationalists were just playing with their Enlightenment building-blocks in different combinations, pyramids of ancient stone or alienated labour. I felt lost. Only in the zawiyahs of the Sufis did I find any meaning. The people there could, at times, be just as dogmatic, just as narrow-minded as the rest of them. But when they thought, meditated, threw themselves into union with God could I see some glimmer of something greater. I did not, at the time, realise what it was. And so, I roamed. My books and poems were never popular. In a heterodoxy of orthodoxies, nobody cared for someone who offered no solutions, only more questions. But they netted me some small, meagre sum, enough to feed and clothe myself. And to indulge my curiosity with the history of far-flung places, and odd curiosities. And that was how I found Aladdin's lamp. It was getting dark, and the clouds were coloured black against the blue sky. Out in the desert, the sands moved and shifted, swirling odd patterns in the twilight. I was travelling in the Soviet Union, in Samarkand, doing some research for my next book. It was to be a historical novel, set in Timur's Registan. It was to be my masterpiece. But cloistered in a high-up Cairo flat, I had become uninspired. My comfortable middle-class existence was no training for how to tell a story about khans and sultans, empires and wars. So I resolved to travel, and so travel I did. Stalin was dead, Khrushchev was liberalising reforms, and I had just about enough cash. It wasn't like I had anything else to do other than smoke and argue with Sufis. Samarkand was just what I needed. The words all fell into place. I felt inspired, happy, free. The city was being destroyed by Soviet monotony but I knew, I knew, that within its streets, its complex zigzags and already-decaying utopias, was some hint of the past. I wrote and I wrote but one thing nagged me: the conclusion. Timur lies, dying, on the road to Kashgar. His desire to possess the world is quashed. His mind, at once so clever and so feeble, is unable to perceive what is happening to him. But where does his tale end? In one, I gave him oblivion; a suitable reminder of his physical, human frailty. But that was not satisfying; it reduced the unseen to mere facts of atoms, removing all history and concepts and the interplay of different ideas. So I gave him judgement, before God and the hosts of angels. But that made the story too simple, defining his destruction upon some antiquated axis of right and wrong. I stared at them for days, not knowing which one to pick. What I needed was the answer. And I found it in a cellar. I was staying with an old friend of mine, a Kyrgyz antiquarian from Osh, who wanted to show me his newest acquisitions. He was a strange fellow. At a time when their country's history is being handed down to them by their Russian masters, he was struggling to preserve any hint of a different order, creating his own collection through scattered pieces of a different conception of living. He showed me marvels: manuscripts by al-Kashgari and Khayyam, Ilkhanid miniatures, metalwork in intricate Uzbek and Timurid patterns. He went to supper, but I stayed down, examining everything. And then I saw the lamp. It was a dusty, unprepossessing thing. I almost didn't give it a second thought, but then I was seized with an odd, romantic thought. I wanted to see this ancient thing lit up again. To transform it from some objet d'art, a thing valued only for form and meaning, into a genuine and living tool of purpose. I found my host's oil, poured it in, and lit the lamp. I gazed at it. And I saw things. I saw spires of silken light, scraping the clouds and gleaming like jewels. I saw bazaars of covered domes, in greys and blues deeper and more beautiful than anything in Persia. I saw the shape of twisting sandstone alleyways, of red pagodas fluttering in the breeze. I saw blue mosques placed in timeless conjunctions with sandy squares and aged cities. I saw a city, generations upon generations of a city, a catalogue of history. I understood at once. This was China, the real China. The one constructed from crude matter was only a mirage, a shadow. This city was the empire at the end of the road, beyond the Iron Gates of Karasahr and the marshes of the Bengal. I knew that I had to see, grasp, hold the thing. I packed my rucksack, bid farewell to my bemused host, smuggled the lamp out and set off on foot. South. Because the entrance to al-Sin is not in the east, as ancient sages would have you believe, but in the south. I knew instinctively, that in a hallway in Marrakesh, there is an arch that marks the edge of Uighurstan. I know this to be true. It is why I am perched on a cold night in a desert kasbah, writing these words as the wind whips around my robes. When we see a miracle, it is rare that we perceive it as such. We might be taken aback by some flash, flicker, some odd movement. We will think it a trick, concoct a narrative and subsume it into our conception of events. Our past is a history of lies of this kind; miracles of man explained by recourse to God, and miracles of God explained through the fears of man. Our past is many pasts, swirling concoctions to help us sleep, clashing constantly with one another. A cacophony of false utopias. But behind all of them, distant and hazy, is a true past. And that past was built into a glass lamp. Addendum 2 07/01/28: The following is an interview conducted by Project Lead Martha Hardcastle with an SCP-4005-1 instance, hereafter referred to as SCP-4005-1A. +Interview 1 -Interview 1 Date: 06/01/28 Interviewer: Dr. Martha Hardcastle, Project Lead on SCP-4005 Interviewee: SCP-4005-1A, formerly Dr. Fatima Mahmoud, Level 3 researcher at Site 867. Location: Site 867, Containment Facility 8B. <Begin Log> Dr. Hardcastle: Hello, SCP-4005-1A. SCP-4005-1A: I should have figured you'd go cold on me quickly, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: Are your quarters to your satisfaction? SCP-4005-1A: They are, thank you. Not quite as nice as the staff rooms, but they will do in a pinch. Dr. Hardcastle: What were the motives for your actions on the 17th? SCP-4005-1A: …I am sorry, Martha. But I had to know. Dr. Hardcastle: Know? Know what? SCP-4005-1A: I've always thought that Foundation background checks were getting far laxer. Dr. Hardcastle: Wh- oh. Oh. Mahmoud. SCP-4005-1A: Aisha Mahmoud and Rashid Mahmoud. Both disappeared on the same day in 1975, along with the entire congregation of the mosque. I was at home, sick, with my aunt. It must have been hard to find a lot of my early documentation, and Mahmoud is a common surname. Things were more hectic in poor Cairo slums. Dr. Hardcastle: So, what? You wanted to know what it felt like? SCP-4005-1A: Not at first. I spent years looking for them, everywhere I could. I developed an early interest in the unexplained, in mysterious disappearances, and I was good at what I did, so… when the Foundation offered me a job, I jumped at the chance. Took me a couple of years to find my parents on the database. Dr. Hardcastle: I… look, for what it's worth, I'm sorry, Fatima. They were already sick when- SCP-4005-1A: It's OK. It was a long time ago, now. Anyway, I got a transfer here. It wasn't with any design, I just- just wanted to know what had happened. What had really happened. I get that the Foundation does stuff like this- I mean, I have done stuff like this. I… needed some closure, I suppose. Dr. Hardcastle: Well. Anyway. That still doesn't explain what you did last night. SCP-4005-1A: I haven't been feeling great, if I'm honest. Recently, I mean. You know about the incident a couple of months back, with the train, and… well, I've been thinking about them, too. My parents, I mean. I read the files, on their interviews. Their desperation to get out, to travel. I don't blame you, but I just- I wanted to know what it was like, to know what they went through. Dr. Hardcastle: If- we have psych people here. I could have set up a- SCP-4005-1A: People aren't always logical, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: Right. Right, I know. Well…what did you see in there? SCP-4005-1A: I lit it, I stared, and… I saw it. The city. It showed me the whole of it, or as much of the whole as can be seen. It is so many things at once, all working in timeless motion of a seamless whole. All who have seen its lantern, their buildings, their cities. Their paradises. I saw streets of London townhouses, more beautiful and vast, in straight and twisting boulevards all mixed together. I saw dusty prisms like of Turkish houses, their past and present selves all merged together. I saw colonial cities dreamed up by old Americans, with steam over wooden houses and bumpy carriages riding through the streets. I saw concrete blocks rising from the deeps. I don't know how to describe it, Martha. It was- was pure creation. The memories, the histories from a thousand peoples all jumbled up. Dr. Hardcastle: You saw the whole? What does it look like from the outside? SCP-4005-1A: You cannot really see it like that. It's… it is so many things at once. An inland city, an external city. A city built around a central plaza, like the colonies of old; but all the central plazas marking different centres. Churches, temples, mosques. Canals, bridges strung from skyscraper to skyscraper. Avenues of decadent sin, falling into one another into a cascade like Kowloon. It is a place where the memories of the thousands who have stared into its light all criss-cross across eternity. Dr. Hardcastle: You were always purple in your prose. SCP-4005-1A: It demands purple prose. It is overwhelming. Dr. Hardcastle: This place cannot exist. It's a fantasy. It makes no sense. SCP-4005-1A: It makes sense. It makes its own sense, Martha. They stared at me, from atop an iron gate. They planted the image in my head- planted the city in my head. The denizens. The once-human, now creatures making and unmaking themselves tirelessly. Dr. Hardcastle: That's something we've heard before. A lot of people claim to have some living link to this place, that they carry it with them in the images they saw. That the city maintained a presence inside their heads. I never thought that was very significant, though… SCP-4005-1A: I know, Martha, I studied the same people you did, but- only now do I get it. When you pass through, you… change. You lose parts of yourself, or they're transformed into something else. The denizens of this place, they're- they live as if in a constant dream, and they've shared that dream with us. One single, unified, shared dream, a wire running through our brains- ahh, I can't describe it. I'm sorry, Martha, I know you want more. Dr. Hardcastle: Dreams, yes, a shared dream, we hadn't thought of… but this is all nonsense. All lies! There's no city, Fatima. Of that I am cordially certain. SCP-4005-1A: I… I know it seems unlikely, but- Dr. Hardcastle: If it is a dream, it is a dream of the unattainable. Maybe that's the joke. Don't you get it, Fatima? You walk through the door to utopia and disappear. Utopia. It's just More's city, eu-topos, no-place. It can't exist. It couldn't. Human nature, the expiration of the body, the thousand natural shocks and all that guff… so much denies it. SCP-4005-1A: I choose to believe otherwise. Dr. Hardcastle: And sadly, I can't stop you doing that. I am sorry, Fatima. I really am. SCP-4005-1A: It's OK. Dr. Hardcastle: Just one more thing. Why have you not tried to escape? Our other instances have spent most of their containment desperate to get out, to complete this pilgrimage of yours. Why have you not gone? SCP-4005-1A: Oh, but I already have, Martha. Pilgrimages don't have to be journeys on foot. Mine is entirely different. Dr. Hardcastle: …Not going to tell me anything else? SCP-4005-1A: You'll find out soon, Martha. I'm sorry I've caused all this trouble. I really am. <End Log> Addendum 3 23/01/28: The following is a selectively curated testing log of D-Class personnel exposed to SCP-4005. Subject Place of Origin Date SCP-4005 Observations Place of disappearance D‑2188 Born and raised in Caracas, Venezuela 09/12/76 Subject observed a series of whitewashed coastal dwellings by a green ocean. Subject saw "a beautiful woman playing a violin to a postal worker." A cave on the Venezuelan coast, near Caracas. D‑3733 Born in London, United Kingdom; raised in Yellowknife, Canada 08/02/79 Subjected reported seeing an "underground London, but somehow wrong." Entrance to SCP-1678 D‑3930 Born and raised in Worcester, United Kingdom. 12/11/86 Subject reported seeing a large number of factory workers, emerging from a "pear factory"2. Subject claimed that this represented the perfect way to live, a perfected form of Victorian-era capitalism. The cellar of a London townhouse. D‑2513 Born and raised in Shanghai, China 07/02/92 Reported seeing the entire city; would not elaborate, and spent the rest of the time prior to entering SCP-4005-2 claiming he was the "brother of Jesus" A gateway in Nanjing, China. D‑3380 Born in Shiraz, Iran; raised in Los Angeles, USA 17/01/97 Reported seeing a large palace, with many blue domes on its roof; the body, however, was reminiscent of the Pruitt-Igoe housing developments in St. Louis. The entrance to the Ali Qapu palace in Esfahan, Iran. D‑3043 Born and raised in Buenos Aires, Argentina 11/04/05 Reported seeing a large library which stretched on forever, with "each book being better than the last." Entrance to the National Public Library of Argentina. D‑2508 Born and raised in Marrakesh, Morocco 28/06/14 Reported seeing an old man sitting on a carpet in some form of courtyard. The entrance to a door in Morocco. Agents escorting the subject noticed that the name "Omar ibn Rashid" had been carved into an external wall of the mosque. D‑2072 Born and raised in Podgorica, Montenegro 15/12/25 Subject did not report on sightings. Instead, subject gouged out her own eyes while repeating the phrase "it does not have to happen! I am free! I am free!" A large door made of silicon in a factory in Podgorica. D‑2747 Born in Kashgar, China; raised in Cairo, Egypt 11/07/27 Subject reported seeing large numbers of men, women and children "standing on an iron wall" and "staring at Dr. Hardcastle." The subject did not elaborate on how they knew what these subjects were staring at. Dr Hardcastle reported feeling a sense of profound unease during the experiment. The Iron Gates, a mountain pass in Xinjiang, China, and part of one of the traditional "Silk Road" routes. Addendum 4 31/05/28: On 30/05/28, several members of Site 867 spontaneously turned into SCP-4005-1 instances. The effect appeared to spontaneously affect members of Site 867 at random; after a few hours, approximately 20% of Site 867's staff had been converted into SCP-4005-1 instances. The following is an interview conducted by Project Lead Martha Hardcastle with SCP-4005-1A concerning these alterations to SCP-4005's functioning. +Interview 4005-2 -Interview 2 Date: 30/01/28 Interviewer: Dr. Martha Hardcastle, Project Lead on SCP-4005 Interviewee: SCP-4005-1A, formerly Dr. Fatima Mahmoud, Level 3 researcher at Site 867. Location: Site 867, Containment Facility 8B. <Begin Log> Dr. Hardcastle: Alright, Fatima, what the hell. SCP-4005-1A: Hey, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: Don't you- just shut up and tell me what the hell is going on. I don't know who I can trust any more but you were my friend for a long, long time. I want to- SCP-4005-1A: I… I really am sorry. I know this must be hard. But, you'll see, it's all for the greater- Dr. Hardcastle: God-damnit!! Dr. Hardcastle sits down, and breathes heavily for several seconds. Dr. Hardcastle: The site is on lockdown. Half the staff have been shoved in containment cells for trying to escape. They keep screaming about going on pilgrimage. And a bunch more managed to get away from us, fleeing into the woods. How do I stop this, Fatima? SCP-4005-1A: I- I didn't- it's not my decision, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: Then whose is it? My job is to contain. That's what I'm good at. So tell me what to put in a fucking box, Fatima. Please. SCP-4005-1A: You can't. It's begun. I'm sorry, Martha, but it's already over. Dr. Hardcastle: What is?? SCP-4005-1A: The great pilgrimage. All across the world, person after person, knowing how to last. Coming to the city. Coming to the just kingdom. Dr. Hardcastle: People still die in the city. You told me as much yourself. SCP-4005-1A: But their creation doesn't. Their creation lasts there for an eternity. Falling into ruin and then out again, just to see what it looks like in different colours. It is a gift. There, we can be happy, free, able to turn our needs and desires to other things because the city has lifted us up. We don't have to be afraid any more. It is a gift. Dr. Hardcastle: You keep saying that, Fatima, every time I come in here, but there are a thousand places that promise the same. Alagadda, the Tangential Frontier, the Whisper King and his Army of Nightmares. All I see is children looking in the mirror and throwing themselves on the rocks, hoping there was water below. Diving into oblivion. Into the eel's fucking maw. At least yours a prettier death, I'll grant you that. SCP-4005-1A: Don't talk about it like that. There is a pause for several seconds. Dr. Hardcastle: Oh, just- give me something, Fatima, something. SCP-4005-1A: I can't. I'm sorry. Even if I wanted to, and I don't, there's nothing I can do. The city was constructed by people, just people, and now it's calling them to it. It's time, time the world was changed, time the whole edifice was cast aside. Imagine not having to worry, every day, about who you are. About what you are. Imagine being in a place where it all makes sense. Where we don't have to waste our lives on the struggle. Dr. Hardcastle: The struggle is what lets us create. SCP-4005-1A: Does it? Are tortured geniuses so clever because they are tortured, or are they geniuses despite the torture? Nobody ever asks that, do they? None of you have ever wondered if maybe, just maybe, geniuses are made to suffer by people, and that we'd see a lot more of them if people like us didn't lock them in cages, didn't make it so that people could only express beauty through pain. We can make the just kingdom, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: There's no such thing. SCP-4005-1A: There is. There absolutely is. We are taking this world back, Martha. We are creating justice. We are giving people what they deserve: a real chance. A world that really is theirs for the shaping, and which won't be ripped away from them. Mankind doesn't stink, but it has a hell of a lot that's wrong with it. We'll remove the need for vice. We'll stop them wanting to be evil. We'll do it with kindness. Dr. Hardcastle: You sound like some student activist. Don't you know that all these dreams are doomed to fail? I'm older than you, Fatima. I've seen the world burn and shake and tremble. All my dreams are dust, and yours will be too. Or you will. SCP-4005-1A: You're so jaded. Just because you've failed doesn't mean I will. We're making a world where people can be people. Where we can all be free, all create, all liberated from the crushing burden of their chains! Dr. Hardcastle: Oh, listen to you! I have seen a thousand people like you. Standing up on barricades, shouting about what you want. If this world really is made by us, it'll be just as bad as everything that's gone before it. It'll be blown apart, its creations scattered! I can't believe you. How do you know that this lamp really is showing you a city, huh? How do you know it's- that it's not just some ancient god, luring you in with promises and lies to consume, imprison, enslave you? SCP-4005-1A: I don't. But I have enough trust to try. What's the point, Martha? What's the point in this endless grind, this normalcy the Foundation is so desperate to protect? Why not try to change the world? Why not have a little chaos? Because you're so frightened of becoming another Manna that you can't conceive of a better existence. The Foundation had everything. We'll take that and give them back the gift of a better life. You want to know what's going on? I'll tell you. al-Sin has become a myth again. By hints of shadows, by word of mouth, by any recognition at all, it'll spread like a virus. There's a better world out there, Martha! In the kingdom at the end of the road. In the justice at the end of all islands. Dr. Hardcastle: …This interview is over. Restrain her. <End Log> Addendum 5 02/06/28: The following is another set of decoded entries from Omar ibn Rashid's diary. +Diary Excerpt 2 -Diary Excerpt 2 The present is a lie. It is a series of moments we try to give context to, but the context is being erased and written all around it, leaving only the confusion of the throng. I have never thought much of pilgrimages before now. The religion of my country has always had one, vast one, the yearly Hajj; it has had shrines to sufis and other holy men scattered across its lands to which people flock. These may be fewer every year, but they still hold power. But I, bourgeois and modern as I am, never thought much of them. They seem like a frivolous pursuit for those determined to show off their piety in social and conventional ways. I know better now. The pain, hungry, fever of a pilgrimage is not there for the sake of vanity of mindless flagellating asceticism. It is there as part of a journey, a journey which changes you. It makes you better. I walked across the world, one step in front of another. It was hard, at times, but slowly it became routine, and then enjoyable. There was something real about it, something so human. I begged and sold and bartered my way across Persia, Syria, into Africa, and to the city of my youth. It was there I left the lamp. I had, in moments of despair, filled it with oil and lit it, to stare again into my heart's desire. I saw the streets and houses, the palaces. I saw kings who existed not as people but as props. And I saw an old man, laughing like a little child as he wandered the endless streets of China. Imagine it is the 14th century, in Christian years; the 8th in ours. Don't think of it as time travel, or thinking about the past; think of it as a present which once was, and might be again. For the people of this earlier time, our recent past is their future. They have an entirely different notion of time, too, for which events in both our pasts happened differently, and can take on very different meanings. This is the present; just the present in another context. Other times never really die, they are merely locked away where we can never see them. There is an emir, living in a citadel. The citadel is in Marrakesh. Once, this city was the seat of Almoravids and Almohads, but they are long gone now. It is surrounded by walls of ochre, which give the city its nickname: the Red City. It is beautiful under the summer sun, but its beauty is the beauty of the past. Of course, we know that the city would reach great heights again under the Sa'adis, but this emir does not know that. To him, he simply rules over an old and decaying city, while the Marinid seat in Fez is coated in glory. At night, he has bad dreams. As he sits within the citadel, he tosses and turns. He loves his city. He loves its walls, its madrasas, its citadel. He loves its green places, courtyard houses, bright-coloured handicrafts. The walls upon walls upon walls, winding in ways incomprehensible to some but making perfect sense to its inhabitants, their mahalle neighbourhoods and family streets aligned in an order of utmost security. His city is dying. He sobs, as the nightmares come of its fall, of armies of Berbers, Malians or Franks storming across the Maghreb and not even stopping to loot. He wants an answer, a solution. He wants his city to last forever. One day, a traveller comes. He has come from the kingdom of al-Sin, far away even to the farthest fringes of the dar al-Islam. China, he knows, is where all the beautiful things come from. Once on campaign, he was shown a beautiful miniature from the work of Rashid al-Din, the Mongol vizier who died when he was a child. They had faces like the moon and colours that weaved with one another. He had seen their handiwork, trailing down the Pax Mongolica and into the bazaars of Morocco. The traveller tells him similar stories. He tells him of Kubla Khan, of the thousands of nations in subservience to him, of the palace of Khan-baliq and the sprawling market of Khanfu. Red padogas which glinted in the light. A kingdom without beginning, and apparently without end. The emir was transfixed. He wanted it. He wanted all of it. Marrakesh might fall, but he could glimpse a city like no other, where nothing ever ended, where milk and honey poured from the mountains. He could not see a way to transform Marrakesh, but the very knowledge of this mythical place's existence was enough. He could not travel to the east himself, being an old man with too many duties, but he was desperate to see the cities regardless. In Marrakesh, there was an alchemist. His name was known to the emir, but it was always dark, clouded. This man had few scruples and few pleasantries. The emir came to him, hidden, disguised, and requested that he make him something. Something that would allow him to see, for one single instant, the entirety of al-Sin. The alchemist nodded, and set to work. He took glass, metal, bound them together. He infused in them strange symbols and devices. He made it beautiful. He placed oil in it. He gave it to the emir. The emir lit it, and stared into the flames, and as he gazed transfixed, the alchemist left, not daring to look at his own creation. Because the alchemist had lied. He had no idea how to see across the oceans and mountains. So he did something else. He created a world, and let the emir pour his own vision into it. What the emir saw was not al-Sin, but the contents of his mind being brought to that city. It was created by him. It was part of him, and he was part of it. But it was not enough for the emir. He was transfixed, maddened. He saw utopia. Under the cover of darkness, he left his citadel, with only a robe, some food, and some water. He was never seen again. Inside the lantern, inside the city, a thousand different presents exist. The particularities of each moment, caught in this great accident, this mirror to an emir's mind. We, his humbler successors, have never managed to shape the city as he shaped it merely by a glance into flame- it was designed for him. But we have followed in his footsteps. We have found our routes to China- for all travel to China, for the people of Morocco, was necessarily hard, necessarily a pilgrimage. And once inside, we have altered and changed and shaped the city beyond what would have been imaginable to the alchemist, to the emir. His heavenly al-Sin, his twisted Marrakesh, is real. It is perfect. It is possible. All it requires is belief, and the effort of our twisted feet. Addendum 6 20/06/2028: The following is a log of attempts to contain SCP-4005. Date attempt begun Percentage of population converted into SCP-4005-1 Description of attempt Results 04/06/2028 0.00004% Full lockdown and quarantine of Site-867 Attempt failed. SCP-4005-1 instances reported in population of nearby towns, which rapidly spread to other towns and cities nearby. 07/06/2028 0.3% Removal of all known SCP-4005-1 instances to remote site in northern Canada; attempt to track down remaining instances, presuming all are still in the vicinity of Site 867. Attempt failed; generation of SCP-4005-1 instances random and worldwide. 09/06/2028 2.5 Large-scale attempt, using a wide variety of technological and anomalous means, to track down and kill SCP-4005-1 instances while simultaneously conducting research into methods of immunisation. All tracking and immunisation attempts failed. 11/06/2028 12.5 Immediate shutdown of all modes of transport worldwide. Large-scale checkpoints, curfews and population control enforced. Immediate termination of any suspected SCP-4005-1 instances. Activation of Broken Masquerade protocols. Attempt initially successful, but SCP-4005-1 instances quickly began using alternate portals to enter SCP-4005-2. 14/06/2028 20.6 Immediate removal of all known human populations away from possible SCP-4005-1 instances. Attempt failed; SCP-4005-1 conversion has become random and capable of appearing even in isolated populations. 15/06/2028 38.5 Use of SCP-2000 Request denied by O5-Council 16/06/2028 57.9 Ritual sacrifice to [DATA EXPUNGED] Request denied by O5-Council 18/06/2028 89.6 SCP-3799 Request denied by O5-Council, who also demanded the immediate reclassification of SCP-4005 as Thaumiel and the embarkation of Dr. Hardcastle and remaining personnel at Site 867 on a pilgrimage. This was countermanded by Dr. Hardcastle. 19/06/2028 99.9 Destruction of last non-infected human via suicide Attempt interrupted by SCP-4005-1A. Interview log concerning these events can be found in an addendum below. SCP-4005 has been reclassified as Apollyon. Addendum 7 29/06/2028: The following is a log of an unscheduled interview between SCP-4005-1A and Dr. Hardcastle. +Interview 3 -Interview 3 Date: 29/01/28 Interviewer: Dr. Martha Hardcastle, Project Lead on SCP-4005 Interviewee: SCP-4005-1A, formerly Dr. Fatima Mahmoud, Level 3 researcher at Site 867. Location: Site 867, Quarters of the Site Director. <Begin Log> SCP-4005-1A: Hello, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: What do you want? Spit it out. SCP-4005-1A: To see if you are alright. I am your friend. Dr. Hardcastle: You have new friends now. Not running off with them? SCP-4005-1A: They're my brothers and sisters in pilgrimage. They're not my friends. And, anyway, I'm not finished here yet. Dr. Hardcastle: There's nobody left. They're all gone. All of them. My husband was laughing and smiling as he left me with the children. "We'll see you soon", he said. But he won't. I'll never go. Never. SCP-4005-1A: Why not? Dr. Hardcastle: Because there is no utopia! There is no perfection, no change, just an endless struggle! How would it even work, anyway? A city that's everyone's perfect city? What about the people who hate cities? SCP-4005-1A: They create green spaces in its centre, so vast that they never see the rest. Dr. Hardcastle: How's it even a city, then, eh? That could describe a whole country. SCP-4005-1A: Because each park is surrounded by the buildings, constructed in such a way that they can only be seen by those who should see them. Dr. Hardcastle: And who decides who should? SCP-4005-1A: The city does. Whatever works for each person. Whatever they want. Dr. Hardcastle: This is not true utopia. A true utopia- SCP-4005-1A: A true utopia, Martha, is a place where people can coexist and all be happy. It is not heaven. It is something more real. Dr. Hardcastle: I'll trust in the real world, thanks. SCP-4005-1A: Who defines what is real, and what is the lie? The distinction is only in your head, Martha. You are remarkable. The only people even capable of resistance were those who understood the anomalous, understood what was happening to them, but they all saw the light eventually. But you, Martha, you soldier on regardless. You just can't see any beauty in what's going on. You can't even accept the idea that maybe the world could be better. Dr. Hardcastle: The world's not getting any better. You're just running away. Cowards! You're all cowards. SCP-4005-1A: The thing you don't get is that it's not a cognitohazard, Martha. It's free will. We saw something beautiful and we wanted it. We're going on a pilgrimage. Pilgrimages aren't always safe, especially since there's only so much food to go around. We cross the land on only our feet, until we find the place we are meant to go. All across the world, nations walking on. Dr. Hardcastle: Except you. SCP-4005-1A: My pilgrimage is you, Martha. Dr. Hardcastle: Wh- what's that supposed to mean? SCP-4005-1A: That my pilgrimage is convincing you to go. SCP-4005-1A opens the door. SCP-4005-1A: There it is. My Iron Gates, my pass to Kashgar. But it will only open if you come with me. Dr. Hardcastle: I am not going with you. SCP-4005-1A: The city, Martha, is divided into districts, each forged by a single person- Dr. Hardcastle: I'm not listening, I'm not listening, I'm not! SCP-4005-1A: -and each district converges on a central point. Never mind the impossibility; physics is only a convention of this universe. The form of the city- the way is is perceived- that is what makes it. The same place can seem totally different depending on the image of space and its absence which we form. And at the centre lies the answer. There is a pause of several seconds. Dr. Hardcastle: The… answer? SCP-4005-1A: An emir from Marrakesh. That's all there is, and I don't deny it. At the centre of the road, through all the streets, the city's heart is a single Moroccan courtyard wrapped in four walls. And in it is an emir, who smiles. Dr. Hardcastle: …Why does he smile? SCP-4005-1A: Because he knows that there is good in this world, Martha. Because he knows that there is an answer. That mankind can improve its own lot. That his city will never die, because his city is a Marrakesh in the stars, a fable of al-Sin. He is happy because he believes. There is another long pause. Dr. Hardcastle: All my life, I never believed in anything. Not God, not man, not creations, not… and all I've ever done is lock things in boxes to stave off death for another day. And never dared dream that we could change it. Never dared to hope. SCP-4005-1A: It's our lot to be bound to a wheel that spins eternally. Come with me, Martha. Come and smash the chains. Come and be free. <End Log> Addendum 8 02/07/2028: The following is a third set of decoded entries from Omar ibn Rashid's diary. SCP-4005's translation and decoding team insisted, shortly after becoming SCP-4005-1 instances, that Dr. Hardcastle preserve these in the Foundation database. Dr. Hardcastle acquiesced to their request shortly after she accepted the fact that she had become an SCP-4005-1 instance. +Diary Excerpt 3 -Diary Excerpt 3 The future is a lie. It is a desperate hope projected by desperate men onto the fog they cannot see, only for it all to collapse within the inevitability of oblivion. When I think of my country, I see many futures. I see the completeness of various tyrannies, of Nasser or the Brotherhood or the liberals or the fascists or the Marxists or whatever else springs up. Each of these knows what the past is, an endless system of nation, faith or class. Each of these knows what the present is, a series of problems to be fixed. And each of these knows what the future is, a series of dystopias or utopias spiralling into an inky void. And behind this all, Cairo grows, like an engorged monster that has no control or energy. A mass of people, emerging from ancient communities and lured by the bright lights of the city. Cairo seems to be a system, a unified, singular thing that makes sense and provides answers, but this is a lie. All cities are chaos, dependent upon their surroundings. They are defined by being not the country, just as the country is defined as being not the city, but they bleed into one another. Streets, squares, markets perceived one way by one angle are seen completely differently by another. The view from above, below, in the street and from the distant plain, alter the system. Make it stranger. And history is just the same. The events are just the building blocks. The infernal cacophony of motivations, understandings, paradigms we slip into it, to define trajectories of time, swirl and alter and change. An endless scream of orthodoxies all bound together. All things subsumed into a system which, by subsuming all, negates itself. Past, present, future; all lies, tattered ideology imposed upon an unwilling past. All is lies. All is nought. But deep within our buried hearts, deep in our inner convictions, we all share the desire for something better. Something more whole. My entire life has been defined by false truths, enough to make a man weep that nothing will ever move. But perhaps there is a history which is not a lie. A history defined not by the wants of the present but by a comprehension of the struggle of the poor, the fables of the believer, the thousand incontrovertible narratives clashing with one another to create a glorious, beautiful whole. What if Cairo's endless concrete blocks were transformed? Arabesques and murqanas sweeping over their windows and walls, twisting against one another in patterns of infinity. The people inside raised from their squalor to become princes, to become heroes, to become saviours. Instead of the endless fluctuating chaos, a world governed by narrative, purpose, movement, with everyone swimming in a beauty of their own devising. I understand them, now. I understand the ideals that beat in men's hearts. There is a city, on a hill, through a door, under a cave. It is a city born from a long and tired pilgrimage; and when that pilgrimage is over, it becomes a maze of dark streets, each opening onto one another, a labyrinth of different histories all rubbing up against one another. Istanbul bleeds into Beijing bleeds into Tenochtitlan, each vaster and more terrible than their earthly counterparts. You walk through the chaos. You walk through the families, as they cook meals over antique braziers and construct prisms of lights, refracting and refracting until they negate themselves. The many districts all focused, endlessly, on a singular point, because all of them are variations on that singular point. You push through the fog, through looming tower blocks at dusk, through sand-swept moorish palaces, through twisting Zulu kraals and mud-spun mosques of Timbuktu, through the eyes of African residents and European dreamer. In the centre of the web, at the perfect location of cosmic time, the crossroads of the city, lies a palace. It does not look grand. It does not look like anything special; just a red house in Marrakesh. And in it is a courtyard. And inside that is a grey-faced emir, who is smiling, just smiling, sitting on the ground and smiling at a sun that washes over a city that will never die. And he smiles because he knows that utopia is possible, if one only steps, inch by inch, into their own creation. Footnotes 1. SCP-4005-1 instances, even those with cognitohazardous training, universally claim that they merely react with free will and not via compulsion; this has been deemed extremely unlikely by Project Lead Dr. Martha Hardcastle. 2. Possibly linked to Worcester's 19th century industrial revolution as well as its premodern reputation for pear growing, which gives the city its coat of arms.
SCP-4006	thaumiel	 close Info X More by DarkStuff~! The area known to the public as the state of Massachusetts. Item #: SCP-4006 Special Containment Procedures: No concrete containment procedures are necessary. Actions taken in regards to SCP-4006 should follow standard protocol of maintaining the veil (Protocol MtV-4006). Description: SCP-4006 is a probabilistic anomaly affecting the state of Massachusetts, USA. SCP-4006 works to perpetuate the idea that Massachusetts is a populated state with a government, infrastructure, economy, various population centers, et cetera. Due to this, the true nature of Massachusetts is entirely unknown to the public; Massachusetts has no history of human occupation. All effects of SCP-4006 are in and of themselves mundane events, though highly improbable. It is the pervasiveness and frequency of these nigh incalculably low probability events, and their collaboration to effectively spread misinformation about Massachusetts, that earns SCP-4006 anomalous recognition. Why several SCP Foundation researchers were immune to the effects of SCP-4006 and were able to discover it (and subsequently spread the information to others) is unclear. To better understand SCP-4006's effects, the following is a heavily abridged early history of Massachusetts: Massachusetts lacks any tribal presence. The Massachusett people, after which the state is later named, reside in nearby territories. Several nations, including Britain, Portugal, Spain, and France, begin to colonize the New World / the Americas. Britain, knowing of France's plans to claim the northernmost parts of North America, claims to have a colony further north than Jamestown, and names the faux colony Plymouth. Due to poor communication, further colonists are led to believe that the land of Massachusetts has already been colonized. Colonists that do wish to go to Plymouth inexplicably find themselves landing further south, after terrible ocean storms. Such colonists are met with other colonists who believe themselves to be further north, and call the area Massachusetts. The fishing industry operates out of Rhode Island. Though fishing boats are pushed north by southern winds to the coast of Massachusetts, no boats ever land on the beaches, and no human steps foot onto any land in Massachusetts. Rhode Island and Connecticut develop, unknowing of the presence of people believing to be within Massachusetts. Colonies use the same land and harvest from the same forests but never come into direct contact with one another. Colonists believing to be from Massachusetts (hereafter referred to as SCP-4006-A) and colonists from Connecticut and Rhode Island finally meet but never explicitly discuss their location. SCP-4006-A assume the others they meet to also believe themselves to be from Massachusetts. Cities establish two or more separate governments and assume separate names. People believing themselves to be from one city or the other only meet with police forces and only read of the news pertaining to the city identity they believe to be true. The governments of each "city" never become aware of each other's existence, and continue to function independently. The same pattern is established as the colonies of Rhode Island and Connecticut establish governments, while SCP-4006-A believe these governments to be their own governments. English surveillance of each colony is tricked in much the same way, incorrectly assuming they have crossed the border into Massachusetts and only then encountering SCP-4006-A when discussing regional affairs. It is difficult to assess the history of Massachusetts' past this due to SCP-4006's effects. By 1928, SCP-4006-A spanned the entire east coast and several northeastern states. Concentrations were (and are still) highest in Rhode Island, Connecticut, New Hampshire, Vermont, New York, and New Jersey. The furthest west that SCP-4006-A have been identified is North Dakota. People believing themselves to be visiting any city in Massachusetts (such as Boston) will actually be in any number of other cities near Massachusetts. Such cities include New York City, Philadelphia, Buffalo, and Pittsburgh. Whenever in a conversation where the name of, trivia about, or landmarks within the city are discussed, people will only encounter others who believe themselves to be in the same city. Note that due to the scale of SCP-4006, only enough effects to communicate the nature of SCP-4006 have been recorded here. For a list of all recorded effects of SCP-4006, contact any personnel of 4/4006 clearance. Addendum 4006-1 \| Foundation Occupation of Massachusetts SCP-4006's effects make Massachusetts an unusually secure location for Foundation activities. However, while SCP-4006 is currently the most powerful probability based anomaly within the Foundation's knowledge, purview, and containment, it has been shown to be imperfect, as several Foundation scientists were able to discover the true nature of Massachusetts while researching anomalies they believed to be within Massachusetts. As such, Protocol MtV-4006 has been created. Protocol MtV-4006 is a reminder to all involved with SCP-4006 and those working in Sites within Massachusetts: Do not assume that SCP-4006 will keep activity secret. Continue to take all necessary precautions to maintain the veil, in the event that SCP-4006 fails to censor all information about the true nature of Massachusetts. In the name of MtV-4006, the SCP Foundation has allocated several million USD a year towards creating further defenses against the public discovery of the true nature of Massachusetts. Such precautions have included: Setting up sites at the locations of several supposed cities (Boston, Springfield, etc.) and making the sites appear to satellites like normal buildings. Having roads between sites mimic the publicly agreed upon road maps of Massachusetts (for example, the Sites between Springfield and Boston use a connecting road that is technically a continuation of Hwy 90). Wearing mostly civilian style clothing while wandering outside of Sites. At the time of writing, all precautions have been wholly unnecessary, as SCP-4006 continues to function as expected. This fact has not diminished the Foundation's dedication to Protocol MtV-4006. Addendum 4006-1 Extension: Continued Foundation Occupation of Massachusetts Sites within Massachusetts have expanded to be the five largest Foundation Sites. Site-19's function as the largest collection of Foundation Level 5 personnel, Site surveyors, HMCL supervisors etc., as well as the home of the Ethics Committee Board, has now been transferred to Site-4006, based at the supposed location of Boston. Many difficult to contain SCP objects, or objects that take up a significant amount of space to contain, have since been moved en masse to Massachusetts. Hundreds of Foundation researchers, staff, and miscellaneous personnel have migrated to Massachusetts in consequence. In light of this, several developments have been made in the name of Protocol MtV-4006, including: An airport has been created by Site-4006, in mimicry of the supposed Logan International Airport, where private Foundation airplanes (disguised as commercial flights) may make easier commute to and from Massachusetts. Plans to create airports in several other locations in Massachusetts have been drafted. Infrastructure, mimicking real cities, has been implemented to create easy living for those within Massachusetts. All "businesses" have been placed in locations mimicking online maps of the cities. A more complex roadway system across Massachusetts to make for easier commute between Sites and testing locations. In response to these developments, Project-4006-109, "Full Realization of Massachusetts", has been proposed in hopes of creating a functioning state within the United States in which the Foundation alone may operate and accommodate for thousands of personnel. Official implementation of Project-4006-109 would begin in two years, if approved. Addendum 4006-2 \| Completion of Project-4006-109 & Expanding Awareness of SCP-4006 Project-4006-109 has been completed, and the state of Massachusetts recreated from common public misunderstandings of its structure. All major cities and small towns have been created, infrastructure mimicked, housing populated with SCP Foundation personnel, and all major "public roads" created. The US government has begun to treat the physical location of Massachusetts and its Foundation personnel as true citizens of Massachusetts. SCP Foundation personnel in the US government have implemented a system by which only fellow Foundation personnel within the government ever preside over Massachusetts. This way, the true nature of Massachusetts continues to remain secret, while also allowing the SCP Foundation's recreation of Massachusetts to function as a real state within the United States. Commercial flights have now been seen flying over Massachusetts, and several civilian cars have passed through Massachusetts at various times. In light of this, classified Foundation activities have been further suppressed and Protocol MtV-4006 has taken even higher precedence. Testing areas above ground have been officially "closed off to the public", to make certain that civilians passing through do not stumble upon classified materials. [Several Addenda have been removed due to redundancy and repetition. To view a list of removed Addenda, contact any researcher of 4/4006 clearance.] Addendum 4006-8 \| Uncertainty Regarding SCP-4006 In 2023 it has been found that fewer than 20 people believing themselves to be in Massachusetts exist outside of the state of Massachusetts, and that those that do are not under the effects of a probabilistic anomaly such as SCP-4006. Massachusetts is now more populated by normal US citizens than Foundation personnel. While Massachusetts remains the largest collection of SCP Foundation assets, all Sites, testing grounds, outposts, and otherwise, are hidden and contained. In light of this, three motions have been proposed: Reclassify SCP-4006 as Neutralized. Reclassify SCP-4006 as Explained. Keep SCP-4006 as Thaumiel. The first motion argues that SCP-4006 no longer quantifiably exists. The second motion argues that while SCP-4006 was a large enough phenomenon to warrant the designation of an SCP object at the time, every individual piece of SCP-4006 was able to be explained by coincidence and science. The third motion has been put forth by the O5 council. ► 5/4006 Clearance Required ◄ Passcode Accepted \| Revised SCP-4006 File Accessed The state of Massachusetts, through which SCP-4006 was theorized. Item #: SCP-4006 Special Containment Procedures: N/A Description: SCP-4006's existence is in and of itself theoretical. Proof of SCP-4006's existence or nonexistence has not been concretely gathered, but due to SCP-4006's likelihood to exist and its position as the most powerful probabilistic anomaly in existence if it were to exist it has been recorded as an SCP object. Evidence for SCP-4006's existence includes: The public's ignorance of the true nature of Massachusetts. The public's ignorance of the true nature of the universe. The containment of over 3000 SCP objects with breaches in secrecy being only temporary. The existence of SCP-2000, and other Thaumiel SCP objects. The existence of SCP-3000, and the discovery of amnestic compounds in general at convenient times in the Foundation's history. Earth's dimension(s) being particularly disconnected and difficult to access from the rest of the multiverse. The nonexistence of any powerful groups whose goals include the complete destruction of normalcy. The existence of several powerful groups whose goals include the maintenance of normalcy. The existence of the SCP Foundation. However, due to SCP-4006 only potentially existing, and evidence suggesting that if it does exist that the SCP Foundation in part perpetuates it, it is best to assume that SCP-4006 does not exist. Allowing the theory of SCP-4006's existence to perpetuate may instill a sense of apathy and meaninglessness, leading towards SCP Foundation personnel taking far greater risks than are necessary while holding the belief that SCP-4006 will cover any mistakes of theirs. SCP-4006 is the phenomenon known as "the veil". ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4006" by DarkStuff, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4006. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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SCP-4007	keter	 close Info X SCP-4007: Kagemusha Author: weizhong + More articles by weizhong - Hide list SCPs SCP-2006 Rating: 2007 SCP-2950 Rating: 866 SCP-2599 Rating: 849 SCP-2800 Rating: 583 SCP-3200 Rating: 539 SCP-4007 Rating: 418 SCP-2750 Rating: 312 SCP-2201 Rating: 241 SCP-2101 Rating: 222 SCP-2050 Rating: 213 SCP-2440 Rating: 199 SCP-2301 Rating: 180 SCP-1842 Rating: 178 SCP-2012 Rating: 170 SCP-2499 Rating: 166 SCP-1644 Rating: 166 SCP-2775 Rating: 147 SCP-2925 Rating: 137 SCP-1758 Rating: 136 SCP-972 Rating: 126 SCP-7030 Rating: 125 SCP-314-J Rating: 99 SCP-2625 Rating: 96 SCP-2588 Rating: 92 SCP-6030 Rating: 89 SCP-5725 Rating: 81 SCP-2896 Rating: 63 SCP-5975 Rating: 54 + All Tales by weizhong - Hide list Tales The Meaning of Fear Rating: 255 Right? 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Item #: SCP-4007 Special Containment Procedures: Primary containment of SCP-4007 consists of investigation into SCP-4007-5’s location. MTF Phi-51 (“MacArthur’s Dogs”) are currently spearheading the investigation efforts, as well as drafting plans for SCP-4007-5's capture. Additionally, the Foundation has a standing agreement with SCP-4007-4 that allows the anomaly to have limited mobility in the field under Foundation monitoring thanks to the alignment of goals between the anomaly and the Foundation. SCP-4007-4 should be considered a high-value intelligence asset for information concerning SCP-4007 and SCP-4007-5. Description: SCP-4007 is the collective designation for 5 anomalous individuals, informally known as the “Pingfang 5”, who formed a special operations unit serving under Unit 731 of the Imperial Japanese Army during World War II.1 All five individuals received multiple anomalous abilities over the course of the Second World War. While each individual received different abilities, a number of properties (both anomalous and otherwise) are common to all instances that the Foundation has encountered to date, such as: Extended longevity. SCP-4007-4 remains in excellent physical condition despite chronologically being a centenarian. Enhanced physical abilities, including, but not limited to: faster reflexes, improved senses, increased physical strength. Ability to speak multiple languages, primarily Japanese, English, Mandarin Chinese, Russian, and German. Intelligence and special forces training. To date, all encountered SCP-4007 instances have shown an unwillingness to accept the end of the Second World War. Similar to other non-anomalous Japanese holdouts, SCP-4007 instances have maintained that their missions are not yet complete, and thus require them to be in the field, and operating under their original orders. To date, only SCP-4007-4 has shown any willingness to cooperate with Foundation personnel, though it has refused to acknowledge the end of the war, even when showed direct evidence of such. Prior to Foundation encounters with SCP-4007, all instances of the anomaly remained active and at large throughout the territory formerly held by the Empire of Japan during the Second World War. At present, two instances (SCP-4007-4 and SCP-4007-5) remain alive, though only SCP-4007-5 is considered to be uncontained. More detailed information on SCP-4007's history and composition is included below. SCP-4007 Overview Project Shinka and Unit 731 IJAMEA Ensign, one of the entities responsible for SCP-4007's formation. SCP-4007's origins lie in a collaboration between the Imperial Japanese Anomalous Matters Examination Agency (IJAMEA)2 and Unit 731. Utilizing IJAMEA's research into anomalous objects along with Unit 731's development of Project Shinka, SCP-4007 was created as a combination stealth-infiltration and special forces unit capable of working in highly dangerous environments within hostile territory and completing otherwise extremely difficult objectives of the Imperial Japanese military, both as an entire unit and as individual operatives. Over the course of the war, SCP-4007 fought in nearly every major theater of operations that the Imperial Japanese Military engaged in during the war, though it primarily operated in Republican Chinese territory during the majority of the war, leading to their informal designation as the "Pingfang 5." By 1945, SCP-4007 was largely recalled from fieldwork in order to aid in the defense of the Japanese home islands. However, given the different locations in which SCP-4007 instances have been encountered post-war, it is believed that individual SCP-4007 operatives were given a new set of orders in 1945. The reasoning behind this as well as the contents of said orders remain unknown. Director Shirō Ishii, Commander of Unit 731 In 1935, under the banner of medical research, Unit 731 was established as an Imperial Japanese military research division in Pingfang, China. During the course of the war, Unit 731 became notorious for its biological warfare testing as well as its use of human vivisection in experimentation, both of which were performed on forcibly abducted Chinese civilians, captured foreign POWs, political dissidents, and convicted criminals. By 1937, it is believed that Unit 731 became aware of the existence of anomalous individuals, leading to the creation of Project Shinka,3 the predecessor program that would birth SCP-4007. On March 21, 1936, Director Shirō Ishii made the following internal announcement: It is now known to me that our mission is not only one of science, but also one of divine enlightenment. Certain individuals have been granted powers uncommon to the main population of this world. By chance of nature, these individuals have attained nearly godlike status over others, and yet, so few of these maruta4 that we have detained use them as they should. Science is the vehicle by which man attains mastery over nature. To impose one's will on nature, to showcase the superiority that we know we have been given, and to push the boundaries of what is possible; these are the rites by which science shows us the way. Our work here has proven instrumental to expanding our knowledge, and to securing the future of our nation. Logically, to take another's powers and to grant it to our own is the next step in ensuring that our future is always secure, no matter the threat we may face. Project Shinka would see a massive surge in abductions, as Japanese kempeitai5 began targeting anomalous individuals in Japanese held territory and abducting them for Unit 731 research. Thousands of test subjects were subjected to vivisection procedures consisting of live removal of anomalous organs and body parts in order to see if said parts would function outside of the original host. Additionally, forced breeding programs in an attempt to create more live test subjects also became common, as anomalous individuals in the civilian population became scarce. It is believed that this mass anomalous genocide directly led to the uncommonly low occurrence rate of anomalous East Asian individuals in the Foundation's database relative to the size of the East Asian population. The next phase of Project Shinka began in 1937, as Unit 731 and IJAMEA began grafting anomalous organs and body parts onto Imperial Japanese military volunteers in order to give them anomalous abilities, in the belief that these individuals would become better soldiers. Due to limited technology as well as limited knowledge of organ transplant rejection, the majority of the volunteers in this phase died due to post-transplant complications. Additionally, of the surviving volunteers, the vast majority did not have anomalous capabilities transferred to them, or did not have any control over their grafted anomalous abilities. However, by virtue of chance, at least 5 individuals would survive these procedures intact, and with at least some control over their anomalous properties. These individuals would go on to form SCP-4007. Individual instances of SCP-4007 have demonstrated a wide range of anomalous properties, which were intended to allow them to work together as a team more effectively. Foundation interactions, biographical information, and operational history on each specific instance is included below. SCP-4007-1 SCP-4007-2 SCP-4007-3 SCP-4007-4 SCP-4007-5 SCP-4007-1, while stationed in Burma in 1941. Name: 1st Lieutenant Mitsuo Kitano Original Codename: Inazuma - Lightning Bolt DOB: 06/07/1905 Description: Nominal commander of the unit. SCP-4007-1 possessed anomalous ability to generate lightning, but was not immune to the effects of it post-generation. Status: Terminated Operational History: SCP-4007-1 was extensively deployed in the Burmese theater during the war, where it was utilized to burn down large segments of jungle in an effort to reduce cover and drive out Burmese and British Indian Army soldiers. Additionally, as ranking leader of SCP-4007, SCP-4007-1 took part in numerous joint operations in Japanese occupied China. Following the war, SCP-4007-1 was identified by Foundation assets as having returned to eastern Burma, where it was holding out in Shan State. Foundation Interactions: 06/10/1946: SCP-4007-1 is identified by Republican Chinese soldiers stationed in the area, who mistook SCP-4007-1 for a Communist Chinese guerilla. SCP-4007-1 begins attacking Republican Chinese forces at this time. 06/10/1946 - 09/22/1947: SCP-4007-1 conducts a guerilla campaign against Republican Chinese soldiers, systematically striking at numerous Chinese Army camps and installations, severely reducing manpower in Kachin State, Burma. At least 500 casualties are recorded in this timespan, not including civilian residents of the region. 09/22/1947: Foundation containment team tracks down SCP-4007's location and attempts to apprehend the anomaly. SCP-4007-1 burns down a large segment of the Burmese jungle during its escape, killing one Foundation agent and 4 civilians. 02/12/1948: MTF Phi-51 is officially established and tasked with capturing SCP-4007-1. 04/25/1948: MTF Phi-51 conducts Operation Smokehouse, entrapping SCP-4007-1 within an enclosed section of jungle. SCP-4007-1 attempts to burn its way out of the jungle to clear a path, but becomes trapped inside the zone that MTF Phi-51 had closed off. When the fire had burned out, SCP-4007-1’s body was found within the zone, and believed to have expired due to smoke inhalation. The incident was ruled an acceptable outcome. SCP-4007-2 official portrait prior to anomalous modification. Name: Private Takashi Honda Original Codename: Oni - Ogre DOB: 02/03/1919 Description: SCP-4007-2 possessed anomalously resistant skin, allowing it to withstand forces exceeding that of small arms fire without harm. Status: Terminated Operational History: SCP-4007-2 was deployed as a supplement to Japanese special operations units, frequently serving in a frontline role as shock infantry as well as providing supporting fire when needed. SCP-4007-2 saw significant action in the Philippines during the war. Foundation Interactions: Unknown-03/25/1949: SCP-4007-2 is believed to have been holding out in Central Luzon, Philippines. 03/25/1949: SCP-4007-2 is first identified by Philippine Army soldiers, who mistook the anomaly for a member of the insurgent Hukbalahap group6 During an engagement between SCP-4007-2 and the soldiers, the anomaly killed 5 soldiers, and caused an additional 17 casualties before escaping. 03/25/1949-06/14/1951: SCP-4007-2 is largely unaccounted for during this span, though it would sporadically be brought back to Foundation attention in sparse engagements with Philippine Army units. An estimated ~40 casualties were reported during this time, although conflicting reports of SCP-4007-2 and Huk insurgents made it difficult to establish the source of these casualties. 06/14/1951: MTF Phi-51 tracks down SCP-4007-2 and attempts to contain the anomaly. However, SCP-4007-2 kills half of the pursuing task force, and escapes containment once more. 12/20/1951-07/21/1957: SCP-4007-2 is entirely unaccounted for during this span of time. No engagements or sightings are known to have happened during this span. 07/22/1957: SCP-4007-2 abruptly resurfaces on a minor island of the Philippines, off the coast of Quezon province. MTF Phi-51 immediately launches a new operation to contain the anomaly. In the resulting engagement, designated Operation Homewrecker, SCP-4007-2 inflicted heavy casualties onto MTF Phi-51, forcing it to disengage and call in an airstrike. In the aftermath, SCP-4007-2 was discovered dead on the island, though cause of death was ruled to be a lethal shock of electricity. The incident was ruled an acceptable outcome. SCP-4007-3, infiltrating a unit of Republican Chinese soldiers circa 1940. All members of this particular unit were subsequently captured and executed. Name: Corporal Joichiro Ida Original Codename: Kitsune - Fox DOB: 12/08/1915 Description: SCP-4007-3 possessed a compulsive cognitohazard effect that compelled listeners to believe any statement that it spoke. Subjects with sufficiently high Psychic Resistance scores could resist the effects of this compulsion. Status: Terminated Operational History: SCP-4007-3 was deployed in numerous stealth operations in Japanese held territory throughout southeast China, often being used to discover and secretly infiltrate resistance cells before reporting them to the kempeitai. Additionally, SCP-4007-3 was also tasked with gathering intelligence in Republican Chinese held territory. Foundation Interactions: Unknown-06/23/1947: SCP-4007-3 is believed to have affiliated itself with numerous Communist Chinese rebel groups throughout Southeast China during this time, and actively aided them in their campaign against Republican Chinese forces. The reasoning behind this is unknown, as Communist Chinese forces had been directly at war with Japan as well. 06/23/1947: SCP-4007-3 is discovered by the Foundation when it attempts to utilize its cognitohazard on an embedded Foundation agent within the 6th Army Group of the Republic of China. SCP-4007-3 manages to escape the agent, and disappears for the next 9 years. 06/23/1947-03/13/1958: Unknown activities, though scattered intelligence suggests that SCP-4007-3 remained active in hunting down hidden Republican Chinese operatives embedded within the mainland following the Chinese Civil War. 03/13/1958: SCP-4007-3 resurfaces under an assumed name in Guiyang, southern China. MTF Phi-51 is deployed to capture the anomaly for Foundation interrogation. During the subsequent Operation Foxhunt, however, SCP-4007-3 was discovered dead of strangulation in its home upon arrival by MTF Phi-51. Curiously, an examination of the home revealed several recently spent shell casings and compacted bullets, indicating that SCP-4007-3 had fired a gun at an unknown target, but further investigation yielded no clues. The incident was ruled an acceptable outcome. SCP-4007-4, circa 1942 Name: Private Shigeru Matsui Original Codename: Kemuri - Smoke DOB: 08/06/1910 Description: SCP-4007-4 possesses the anomalous ability to become invisible. This extends to any other objects or materials that are on SCP-4007-4’s person, or that it considers to be part of “itself.” Status: Alive Operational History: SCP-4007-4 saw extensive service with the Teishin Shudan,7 where it was deployed in a stealth infiltration role. Prior to its deployment with the Teishin Shudan, SCP-4007-4 also received additional training as a field surgeon. Due to the rapid retreat of the Japanese military from its extended holdings, SCP-4007-4 was stranded in Sarawak, Malaysia, where it continued to reside following the war until Foundation contact. Foundation Interactions: SCP-4007-4 was discovered by Foundation personnel after continuing reports of Japanese holdouts in Malaysia, in connection with earlier SCP-4007 instance interaction, led to MTF Phi-51 making contact with the anomaly on 05/03/1950. Unlike most other SCP-4007 instances encountered, 4007-4 has expressed willingness to cooperate with Foundation personnel working to contain other SCP-4007 instances. Following negotiation with the anomaly, an agreement was reached where SCP-4007-4 was permitted limited freedoms in return for information concerning SCP-4007 and assistance rendered in capturing further SCP-4007 instances. Specifically, SCP-4007-4 was permitted to continue living within its home in Malaysia, under Foundation monitoring, as well as the freedom to conduct limited operations when necessary, and after prior approval. Information from SCP-4007-4 has provided the vast majority of all known intelligence concerning SCP-4007, as nearly all documents about the unit were destroyed following the end of the Second World War, thanks to fear of backlash from the Allied Powers over the controversial and often highly illegal actions that SCP-4007 undertook during the course of its operational history, as well as the nature of Project Shinka. . ► SCP-4007-4 Interview Logs ▼ SCP-4007-4 Interview Logs Interview Objective: To ascertain more information concerning SCP-4007’s purpose. Dr. Xue’er Su conducted the following interview at SCP-4007-4’s residence, a self-constructed hut in the jungles of Sarawak. SCP-4007-4: Greetings, Su-sensei. Dr. Su: Greetings, Matsui-san. I hope that I am not being intrusive. SCP-4007-4: Not at all. To what may I owe the honor of this visit? Dr. Su: I was wondering if you could tell me more about your role during the war? SCP-4007-4: I serve at the Emperor’s pleasure. My allegiance is sworn to the Empire of Japan, and my ultimate responsibility is to defend her people from all threats. Ostensibly, we served much as many other soldiers fighting in Japan’s defense might have, receiving orders from the military and carrying them out. We had many missions and many objectives, however, and not all of them were solely for the…how do you say…conventional military? Dr. Su: So sometimes your directives didn’t align with that of the rest of the army? SCP-4007-4: No, frequently not. Tell me, Su-sensei. Why do you think that I received this divine gift? Dr. Su: For the war, presumably. SCP-4007-4: Ah, but which war? Dr. Su: …Come again? SCP-4007-4: You did not think that the war was fought with guns and bombs alone, did you? When a nation goes to war, its people must use all that they have to defend themselves, and we were no exception. And when a truly terrible war must be fought, then the people must use truly terrible weapons…even if it is they themselves who must become the ammunition. SCP-4007-4 pauses, and looks out the window. It responds without looking back, more softly than before. SCP-4007-4: And sometimes, those weapons alone may not be enough. Dr. Su: What do you mean? SCP-4007-4: I cannot tell you. Suffice to say, my former brothers in arms must be put down before it is too late. For all of us. Interview Objective: To obtain more information about SCP-4007’s late-war redeployment. Dr. Su: Greetings again, Matsui-san. SCP-4007-4: And to you as well, Su-sensei. Do you have more questions? Dr. Su: Yes. I wanted to ask you why you ended up here during the war. SCP-4007-4: You mean this stinking, fetid jungle? Chuckles. It would not have been my choice, I grant you. But I had orders to return here, and so I did. Dr. Su: I’m aware. And I know you will not divulge them. SCP-4007-4: That is classified military intelligence, Su-sensei. I am sorry, but my loyalty is unquestionable. Dr. Su: But I am not asking you to reveal what they said, Matsui-san. I only ask why you think that they ordered you here, of all places? Malaysia was a lost cause at that point. With Americans pressing on all fronts, there had to have been more important objectives. So why did the Emperor send you here? SCP-4007-4: Pauses. There were developments late in the war that changed our perspective. Things that were more pressing than our war efforts. Things more pressing than the Americans or the Chinese. During the war…some things got out of hand. The anomalous weapons became too much to handle, and it came to a head. There were…mistakes made. Dr. Su: Such as? SCP-4007-4: I cannot say much more. The loss of the 5th Southern Expeditionary Fleet was perhaps what forced our hand.8 After that, it became increasingly clear that our mission and victory over the West could not both be achieved, because my brothers and I could not do both at once. Then, the Emperor was forced to make a difficult decision. His nation or his people? SCP-4007-4 closes its eyes. SCP-4007-4: And so here I am. Until I am sure that our mission is complete, that all we have done is not for nothing. I will uphold his final order until the day that I go to my grave. To pursue that end, there is nothing that I would not do. . Name: Private Teruo Nishimura Original Codename: Bakemono - Shapeshifter DOB: 09/12/1907 Description: SCP-4007-5 is capable of altering its physical appearance at will. The limits of this ability are not currently known, due to limited Foundation interaction with SCP-4007-5. Status: Unknown Operational History: Most information surrounding SCP-4007-5 is unreliable, primarily due to its anomalous ability. Testimony from SCP-4007-4 and other sources suggests that SCP-4007-5 rarely operated with the other members of the unit. Scattered reports indicate that SCP-4007-5 was deployed in a far wider range of locations than the rest of the unit was, though verified sightings of the anomaly were exceedingly rare during the war itself. Foundation Interactions: No direct contact. Due to the ambiguity of where it operated, there have been few leads as to where the anomaly may be found. Phi-51 has been tasked with monitoring reports of remaining Japanese holdouts from the war and investigating them for possible SCP-4007-5 connections. . . . LEVEL 4/4007 CLEARANCE REQUIRED AHEAD The file you are attempting to access is restricted to personnel with Level 4/4007 clearance only. Please do not attempt to open the following documentation without approved clearance. Open Additional Documentation: SCP-4007 Close Additional Documentation SCP-4007 Archival Notice 1: On 5/4/2003, SCP-4007 Head Archivist Deping Zhang submitted the following report to the attention of the O5 Council. During scheduled archival of an old storage facility containing World War II era Foundation documents, my team stumbled upon the old SCP-4007 document, written while we still used paper records for containment procedures. The full document has been attached, but this is a particularly troubling section: Item #: SCP-4007 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4007 is currently at large. All attempts to track down the anomaly are to be directed through MTF Phi-51 (“MacArthur’s Dogs”). Live capture procedures are in effect, as it is believed that SCP-4007 may contain high-value intelligence concerning Japanese anomalous operations and weapons development during the war. Description: SCP-4007 (real name: Shigeru Matsui, discovered 03/14/1945) is an anomaly… The description of the anomaly matches our description for SCP-4007-4, but the discovery date is well over a year before our first recorded interaction with an SCP-4007 instance, which we now know as SCP-4007-1. Moreover, this document suggests that SCP-4007-4 was the only known SCP-4007 instance at the time, which doesn’t match the order in which we have them catalogued at present. I’m not sure where this discrepancy comes from, but it merits further investigation. Investigations were launched into potential reasons behind the discrepancy, and several members of MTF Phi-51 were questioned, though none could offer any reason for the apparent loss of knowledge concerning the anomaly in between 03/14/1945 and 06/10/1946. During the course of discussion, O5-3 raised the following point: Obviously, there must be some kind of tampering going on, because this kind of information does not simply disappear. While we’ve been discussing this though, I can’t help but wonder at two other discrepancies that seem awfully hard to dismiss as coincidence in light of recent developments. First, there seems to be a peculiar recurring theme in SCP-4007 containment efforts, and how often they end in a terminated anomaly. Since when did we turn into the GOC? This many failed missions would be unacceptable under any other circumstance, but it seems as though it’s been relegated to the status of a clerical error here. Second, on the subject of this report, we’ve spent several days discussing how exactly this report fits into the big picture. How did this information get tampered with? Does it affect our continuing containment of the anomaly? How do we confront 4007-4 about this, and so on and so forth. Excellent questions all, and no doubt we should be concerned about our primary source of intelligence on an anomaly being compromised. That said though, does it not concern anyone else how helpful SCP-4007-4 is? And does anyone remember how our present arrangement with SCP-4007-4 began? Special Report Alpha - SCP-4007: At the request of O5-3, Dr. Efren Domingo was appointed as the Special Investigator for SCP-4007, and submitted the following report to the attention of the O5 Council. We haven’t turned up much about SCP-4007-4 yet, but the pattern of missing knowledge is consistent with some kind of cognitohazard. We’re conducting a lot more research into what exactly could be happening, but there’s another development. I pieced together the following map of where we’ve encountered SCP-4007 instances, to date, and took the liberty of making a slight edit. I’d ask why no one’s done this before, but well…cognitohazards. It’s clearly not a coincidence where we’ve been “accidentally” stumbling upon members of the Pingfang 5, and if 4007-5 is still out there, it’s undoubtedly somewhere in northern Malaysia. What alarms me however, is the ritualistic significance of that shape. Pentagons (or more specifically, pentagrams) are popular shapes for channeling thaumaturgical energy. One especially common use for them for is invoking containment rituals that seal something inside of them. It’s a powerful arrangement, but it needs active maintenance by the pillars at each corner. This, of course, begs the awful question: What could they possibly have been trying to contain? MTF Phi-51 Deployment: Following this report, on 11/03/2005, MTF Phi-51 was deployed to the region where SCP-4007-5 was predicted to be located, with orders to investigate and make contact with the anomaly if possible. After 3 weeks of investigation, Containment Specialist Chunfeng Xin had an encounter with an individual believed to be connected to SCP-4007-5. His debriefing session is included below. Debriefer: So tell me again, how did this individual make contact with you? Xin: It was a few weeks after we had arrived in the area. We were making attempts to infiltrate the population and passively listen for any potential signs that someone had information concerning SCP-4007-5. One day, while I was out in a local village, this man came up to me. Maybe mid 30s, plain face, average build. He simply walked up to me, and struck up a conversation very casually. Debriefer: About what? Xin: The war. That’s what tipped me off that he wasn’t just an ordinary person. Debriefer: And what happened next? Xin: It…it seemed like he was getting more agitated as the conversation went on. Like I wasn’t saying what he wanted me to. By this point, I was getting a little suspicious, but I didn’t want to clue him off. So I tried to milk the conversation as best as I could, see if I could get anything else out of him. Debriefer: And that’s when he fled? Xin: Right. I…I probably shouldn’t have, but I tried alluding to what SCP-4007-4 had mentioned, about the need for weapons. Figured he might think that I was a friend. Instead, that line made his face turn pale. He ran off quickly, but he muttered something to me before he left. Xin pauses. Xin: He said, “He’s made you forget me again, hasn’t he?” Xin pauses again. Xin: We lost sight of him, and he slipped away. Spent hours combing the place, but never found a trace of him. We’d spend the next few weeks looking, but no one had ever seen the description that I described. That night though, when I went to bed, I found a note in my room. Xin produces a crumpled note written in Japanese, and smooths it out on the table before reading. Xin: “Do not remember me. Do not trust the traitor's words. And most importantly, do not forget what he has stolen in his misguided attempt to fulfill our mission.” Testimony Concerning SCP-4007-4: The following testimony is from Dr. Efren Domingo, continuing on his previously mentioned investigation. It’s subtle. It’s effective. And God damn it, because it’s brilliant. We’ve been duped this whole time. We thought that Unit 731 was a bunch of butchers, more or less conducting anomalous meatball surgery in an effort to see what sticks, without any subtlety in approach at all. From that basic perspective, it was easy to underestimate each SCP-4007 instance as a one-trick pony anomaly. But the data we’ve collected suggests that Unit 731 may have been far better at grafting anomalies than we previously thought. SCP-4007-4’s primary ability is much more subtle than simply vanishing from sight. We assumed that SCP-4007-4 was simply becoming invisible through some unknown method, and hand-waved it as “anomalous mumbo-jumbo.” But we know how it works now. SCP-4007 is not actually becoming invisible, and it’s not an optical anomaly. It’s an amnestic one. SCP-4007-4 does not become invisible, strictly speaking, rather, it becomes invisible to the mind. By utilizing a very, very subtle anti-meme, SCP-4007-4 manages to erase its image from a viewer's brain, while not tampering with the memory of the anomaly’s existence in and of itself. Additionally, we think that 4007-4 can tweak this cognitohazardous effect, sometimes strengthening it, and other times lessening it, making its effect extremely selective, acting like a surgeon's scalpel and excising only the exact portions necessary, while leaving others intact. Effectively, it can make a viewer forget exactly what it wants the subject to forget. Nothing more, nothing less. It's brilliant, because your garden-variety cognitohazard is so blatant that we would have recognized it nearly immediately. The only reason we noticed at all is that we noticed IR heat camera recordings of 4007-4 still register the anomaly's presence when viewed later. Nothing on tape that we have is being affected by it. In other words, while 4007-4 can affect our memories, it cannot affect any existing records of its existence, such as recordings, ledgers, or as you might have surmised by this point, outdated containment procedures. The data we have is, to put it lightly, alarming. According to our analysis, all members of MTF Phi-51, along with 60% of research staff assigned to SCP-4007 have been subjected to SCP-4007-4’s amnestic effect. All of those not affected have either never directly interacted with the anomaly, or haven’t worked long enough to actually have come into contact with it. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that a lot of us have had our memories wiped at different points, or otherwise tinkered with to the point that we could be misremembering large swaths of our history with SCP-4007. The worst thing is, we have no idea what any of this could mean. What exactly is SCP-4007-4’s endgame? What has it done that we don’t know about? What have we done that we don’t know about? There are a lot of questions, and I’m not sure where to begin in order to answer them. However, we should probably start with the big one: What else have we forgotten about SCP-4007? SCP-4007 Expedition 01/03/2008: After noting the arrangement of SCP-4007 instances in a pentagon shape9, Dr. Efren Domingo recommended an expedition be taken to the center of the pentagon in order to investigate the potential purpose of such an arrangement of SCP-4007 instances. The SCPF Peregrino was launched on a mission to the region off the shore of Vietnam, and launched several diver teams to search the region for any signs relating to SCP-4007. Dive Team 5 made the first discovery when it found the wreckage site of several World War 2 era ships. A transcript of their recording is included here. Dive Team 5 examining the wreck of the Umigiri. Camera footage is from Dive Leader Binh Ngo. Ngo was accompanied by fellow divers Brian Riemann and Jose Millares. The feed begins with the team arriving at the wreckage site. Scraps of metal and twisted ruins of several ship hulls are littered throughout the seafloor. Diver Millares swims up to the camera, holding a piece of metal. He brushes off the layer of sand on it, and holds it up. The word “Umigiri” can be seen on it, along with the flag of the Imperial Japanese Navy. Ngo turns to point at several different visible ship hulls, naming them as he goes. Ngo: Yamagiri. Taekaze. Satokaze.10 Ngo: An entire squadron, sunk. More ships that we can’t find the names for. Ngo swims down to the seafloor, and sifts through the sand. He reaches through the cloudy water, and pulls out a skull. As the sand clears, dozens more can be seen buried in the sand. The entire seafloor is covered in bones, most of them still wearing scraps of Imperial Japanese military uniforms. Ngo: So many bodies. And not just sailors, army soldiers too. Pilots, even. By our estimate, there have to be thousands of them. As far as I know, none of these wrecks were claimed by Allied navies. But this is the most alarming thing of all. Diver Riemann swims to the camera, holding up a small section of ship hull. It is warped nearly beyond recognition. Ngo: These ships weren’t bombed or shelled. Not scuttled either. None of those things would cause this pattern of metal damage, and we don’t see any signs of blackening from explosive ordnance. Whatever it was that sunk these ships, it wasn’t conventional. Ngo traces his hand down the side of the hull fragment. The piece has almost been split in half, as if it were torn apart. Ngo: Something sank an entire Japanese naval squadron. And I’m not sure that we’ve ever seen anything like it before. On Pentagrams as Containment Devices: Dr. Domingo submitted the following research note three weeks after the above discovery of the wreckage from the 5th Southern Expeditionary Fleet. I know that I advanced the theory of the pentagon being a giant containment ritual, but I almost wish that weren’t the case. After consultation with thaumaturgical and other esoteric containment specialists, the consensus is that if SCP-4007 was indeed maintaining some kind of thaumaturgical ritual, the size of this particular arrangement tells us two important things. First: Whatever they were trying to contain must have been absolutely enormous. Strictly speaking, you don’t make thaumaturgical diagrams any bigger than they have to be, because the power needed to maintain them scales proportionally. Which brings me to my second point: This ritual? Would have been a monstrous cost in terms of energy to maintain. In fact, with something this large, you’d probably need to do a regenerative ritual at one of the corners every day just to keep the whole thing together. All five would be preferable, but just one would be sufficient for the bare minimum. Without it, this whole structure would collapse within a day, releasing whatever’s inside out to our material plane. What alarms me though, is that this ritual structure is presumably half a century old. Not many rituals of this specific type can survive that long even with constant regenerative rituals. After a certain point, they’re simply too worn down to keep going for that long, and the ritual will fail regardless of what you do. Because of that, it’s smart to be prepared to confront whatever you have within the zone. And Lord help us, because we better be prepared for that day. SCP-4007 Archival Notice 2: On 02/12/2008, Head Archivist Deping Zhang submitted the following notice to the attention of the SCP-4007 investigative team. In our continuing efforts to uncover additional information concerning SCP-4007, we have recovered two documents that are of interest. The first is another set of outdated documentation for SCP-4007, but it's of a more recent vintage. Curiously, however, the only major differences we can attribute to anomalous interference relate to the personnel information for instances 4007-1 through 4007-3. It seems as though a single line has been removed from each of the entries of the instances that were terminated. A glance at the content seems to show a recurring theme in the deleted message. When the fire had burned out, SCP-4007-1’s body was found within the zone, and believed to have expired due to smoke inhalation. During the recovery of the body, however, it was discovered that SCP-4007-1's body had been cut open shortly post-mortem, and was missing several organs. The incident was ruled an acceptable outcome. In the aftermath, SCP-4007-2 was discovered dead on the island, though cause of death was ruled to be a lethal shock of electricity. Cause of death determination was made more difficult by the apparent removal of large sections of SCP-4007-2's skin, which could not be explained by the recovery team. The incident was ruled an acceptable outcome. Curiously, an examination of the home revealed several recently spent shell casings and compacted bullets, indicating that SCP-4007-3 had fired a gun at an unknown target, but further investigation yielded no clues. Additionally, an autopsy revealed that SCP-4007-3's corpse was missing its tongue, for reasons that remain unknown. The incident was ruled an acceptable outcome. Why these lines were deleted is something of a mystery to us, but the natural hunch is that SCP-4007-4 is involved somehow. We believe that the other document we recovered might yield some answers though. The other document is something a little different. The archival notice attached to it says that it was a letter discovered in SCP-4007-3's home, believed to be written by SCP-4007-4. Without knowing the context behind it, however, it's hard to say what exactly it means, but it's been included here for your review: Brother, Forgive me for not writing to you sooner. After Takashi's passing, I needed time alone to meditate and regain my strength. In the end, he did not see my way, much like Mitsuo before him. But it is not too late for you to see the truth, brother. He will break free. That much I am certain of. No matter what we do, his coming is inevitable, and no amount of prayer or ritual will stop him from finishing his terrible mission. To continue in our ways as we have for so long is giving in to fate. Thus, it is as your brother in arms that I write to you to reconsider your stance. We must fight him, on our own terms. The longer we wait, the stronger he gets, until this sleeping giant is all but unstoppable. It is our duty, as dutiful men and as loyal soldiers, to act while we still can. If we attack as soon as the ritual is broken, we have our best chance at stopping him once and for all. There is no other alternative. It was too late for Mitsuo and Takashi to realize the truth while they lived, but I have hope for you. To fight once again with my brothers in arms is what I long for, but do not mistake this dream for mercy. I will stop him with your help, one way or another. It is up to you to decide how that help will be given. Updated Containment Recommendation for SCP-4007: The following note was penned by O5-3 following the conclusion of the internal investigation into SCP-4007. Attached here is the updated list of containment procedures for SCP-4007. Item #: SCP-4007 Special Containment Procedures: Primary containment of SCP-4007 consists of investigation into SCP-4007-5’s location. MTF Phi-51 (“MacArthur’s Dogs”) are currently spearheading the investigation efforts, as well as drafting plans for SCP-4007-5's capture. Primary containment of SCP-4007 is maintenance of the status quo. SCP-4007-4 is to be convinced that the Foundation is actively aiding it in searching for SCP-4007-5 when this is no longer true. Additionally, the Foundation has a standing agreement with SCP-4007-4 that allows the anomaly to have limited mobility in the field under Foundation monitoring thanks to the alignment of goals between the anomaly and the Foundation. SCP-4007-4 should be considered a high-value intelligence asset for information concerning SCP-4007 and SCP-4007-5. SCP-4007-4 is to be convinced that this agreement is still true. All members of MTF Phi-51 are to continue operating under the impression that this is true as well, in order to avoid triggering SCP-4007-4’s primary anomalous threat. All additional efforts shall be dedicated to further research into SCP-4007’s original purpose, as well as replacement of SCP-4007 instances. Failing that, all funding will be directed towards preparation for the release of the entity contained within SCP-4007's containment zone. I began this investigation seeking to find the truth about SCP-4007, hoping to figure out a clever answer that would tie up all the loose ends, and resolve a mystery that seemed to stretch back decades. The pursuit of the truth is ostensibly what we strive for at all times, after all. I now understand that if there’s anything we truly know, it is that there are some truths out there that are inherently unknowable. And even if they were, they may be so terrible that we may not want to know them at all. What exactly was SCP-4007 formed for? What sank the Japanese navy fleet? What’s inside the pentagram? I suspect that these questions may not have answers, for those that may have known the truth are either unwilling to tell us, dead, or have been forced to forget. In the end, we can only move forward with the scraps that our predecessors left us, and hope that we make the right choice. Close Additional Documentation Footnotes 1. Japanese bioweapons and chemical warfare department, known for human experimentation and vivisection. 2. A Meiji era branch of the Japanese military that specialized in paranormal research, now officially defunct. 3. "Apotheosis" in Japanese. 4. Japanese word for "log," informal name for human test subjects due to Unit 731's cover story as a sawmill. 5. Japanese secret military police. 6. Communist insurgency in the Philippines, at war with the Philippine government at the time. 7. Imperial Japanese paratrooper corps 8. No record of this fleet exists in official documentation of the era. 9. A common ritualistic shape, often chosen for its sealing capabilities when channeling thaumaturgical energies 10. All named ships were planned additions to the Yūgumo-class destroyer line of the Japanese Navy, but they were all allegedly scrapped prior to production.
SCP-4008	pending	Wormwood NOTICE: ACTIVE INVESTIGATION IN PROGRESS The following file concerns an anomaly currently under investigation. Any information presented here may be incorrect, inaccurate or purely speculative. Item #: SCP-4008 Level 2/4008 Classified The supposed location of Site-183 Special Containment Procedures: Research into the specific nature of SCP-4008 is ongoing. As such, standard protocols for dealing with potential memetic hazards, infohazards, temporal alterations and spatial warping are to be observed. Additionally, Class-3 data integrity checks are to be performed on information relating to Foundation sites hourly until the nature of SCP-4008 is understood. All stored information pertaining to Site-183, its assigned personnel, and any anomalies contained there is currently being verified under MERKATOR-Class data security protocols. Description: SCP-4008 designates an anomaly surrounding the existence or non-existence of Site-183. While full documentation for Site-183, its assigned personnel, and the anomalies contained there exists within Foundation records, no evidence of the Site can be found at its supposed location and no interviewed Foundation personnel have any memory of the Site or its staff. Photos included in the documentation indicate several structures visible on the surface in the area occupied by the site, none of which are currently present. The only notable feature of the area is the lack of any signs of current life; no animal life exists in the area and dead trees serve as the only evidence of plant life. Satellite imagery is inconclusive due to standard counter-surveillance measures - only a possibly advanced rate of desertification is evidenced, though it should be noted that the area surrounding the location is historically barren. According to documentation, Site-183 was primarily responsible for the research and containment of anomalous historical artifacts and documents. Supposedly contained on-site were 64 anomalous objects, including four with SCP-designation (all fully documented in Foundation databases), all of which remain unaccounted for. The primary avenues of investigation are: The alteration of Foundation records, by a currently undocumented anomaly and/or group hostile to Foundation interests. A memetic or anti-memetic anomaly that has removed or suppressed all memory of Site-183 and anything related to it. Spatial displacement or some other alteration to reality that has partially removed Site-183 from existence. Temporal anomalies are considered a low probability due to the remaining evidence of its existence, though instances of Incomplete Causal Revision have been documented in the past, so it cannot be entirely discounted. Investigations are ongoing. Update 4008.01 A number of solid masses were detected below the supposed location of Site-183 via a modified seismic survey array, at depths of between 300m and 700m.1 Excavation operations are currently underway. Update 4008.02 Excavation teams working at the supposed location of Site-183 reached the first significant mass; it appears to be the shattered and collapsed remains of a portion of standard site living quarters. Rubble and other wreckage appearing to be from a Foundation site was also found dispersed throughout the surrounding strata. The remains of a personal journal were found inside the rubble; the surviving sections are transcribed below. ▶ Show Journal Fragments ▼ Hide Journal Fragments … a theory that there is some common link between… [UNINTELLIGIBLE] …lantis, El Dorado and [ILLEGIBLE]2 are obvious and fairly disparate examples, but there are a great many others, especially in less publically(sic) available… [UNINTELLIGIBLE] I'm increasingly convinced that there is some common factor between some of these events, especially in the are… [UNINTELLIGIBLE] … patterns are far too consistent to be random. Some singular root cause, or a reoccurring… [UNINTELLIGIBLE] … pretty sure they had some method of completely… [UNINTELLIGIBLE]… so difficult to say due to their history being all over the place. Sometimes still hard to believe they even existed at all, despite all evidence to the contrary. Maybe their entire existence is… [UNINTELLIGIBLE]… else can worry about that. Decided I'm formally going to submit a proposal to investigate my… [UNINTELLIGIBLE]… a link here, though I'm still not sure what it could be. I've got a few thoughts on where we should start looking, so hopefully Alami3 will give me… [UNINTELLIGIBLE] … can't wait to get out there! The rest of the journal is illegible due to damage caused by fire and debris impact. Following these discoveries, the existence of Site-183 is no longer in question. Investigations are to refocus their efforts accordingly. Excavation of the location is ongoing. Update 4008.03 Sections of the site consistent with the remains of standard containment cells, along with the undetonated on-site nuclear failsafe device, were excavated at approximately 500m below the surface. No signs of the documented anomalous objects supposed to be contained at Site-183 were found; MTFs Phi-7 ("Skip Tracers") and Zeta-5 ("Thief Takers") have been tasked with their recovery under a separate initiative. Update 4008.04 The partially intact central server unit for the site was found approximately 550m below the surface. The unit has suffered significant impact damage, rendering it inoperable, but data recovery technicians believe some data may be salvageable. The process is ongoing. Update 4008.05 Data recovery operations on the Site-183 server core have yielded a series of audio logs (significantly corrupted due to damage to the server unit) submitted by Dr. Daniel Roberts, a historian and archaeologist assigned to Site-183. The intact sections are transcribed below; some logs were completely unrecoverable. ▶ Show Transcribed Audio Logs ▼ Hide Transcribed Audio Logs This is Dr. Daniel Roberts, field log, Site Alpha day one. We've arrived at the first site. It's strange; the area is pretty arid already, but there's a definite drop off in plant life as we approached the centre of the area we're investigating. Like the ground just can't support life around here. There's nothing obvious on the surface, but that was expected. [DATA CORRUPTION] is all very exciting. It's no Atlantis, but we might be about to discover a [DATA CORRUPTION] Site Alpha day 20. Pretty sure if there was anything here we would have found some small evidence of it by now, even just [DATA CORRUPTION] there's nothing. I know we have a month for each site, but I'm about ready to call it here. We'll give it another day and then it's time to move on. Site Beta day three. Everything is set up at the new location and things are progressing as expected. No discoveries yet, besides a similar pattern of sparse vegetation observed at Site Alpha. No expectations this time. We just do the work until we find something. [DATA CORRUPTION] Beta day… 25? No, 26. Site Beta is a bust. We're wrapping up and moving on tomorrow. The team is beginning to get a little frustrated. The sad reality of this work is that after nearly two months of nothing, it just starts to get boring. I guess there are a few possibilities. One, [DATA CORRUPTION] was total, and there's nothing left to find. Two, our equipment just isn't good enough to find anything that's here. Or three, my theory was completely wrong. There was never anything here, nor at any of the other locations. I'll hold off on thinking about that one too much. Site Gamma day two. We've found something! We don't know what yet, but it's definitely solid, and we found it almost straight away. The odds of us just randomly happening across the single thing buried here are pretty low, so the area must be [DATA CORRUPTION] [DATA CORRUPTION] day four. We've fully uncovered the structure we found. It's a mess, obviously, but this is more than just natural deterioration. The entire surrounding area was filled with stray rubble. It almost looks like something smashed through the top of the building and then dragged the remains under ground. I've never seen anything like it. We found a lot of the usual stuff; clay fragments and pieces of worked metal. Some skeletons, too. We've got some forensics people on the way to see if we can determine an exact cause of death, but at least one of them is pretty obvious; something punched a big hole right through their chest. Pretty sure we've found what we were looking for. Site Gamma, day 14. We've made some truly remarkable discoveries here. There definitely used [DATA CORRUPTION] anomalous objects in some capacity. We managed to hone in on a few low-level anomalies using the Kant arrays. Small stuff, a glowing stone inside the remains of a lantern, a quill that produces its own ink, that sort of thing. We know that in the distant past the use of anomalies like this was far more common, but only in the upper classes of society. Royalty, and the rich. There's nothing about these structures that suggests they were anything more than simple houses, or maybe a trading outpost. Certainly not a royal mansion, at any rate. They've been packed up and shipped back for analysis none the less. We're still trying to get a feel for what [DATA CORRUPTION] thing we do know is that it was utterly destroyed, down to the last building, and that it happened fast. Every single structure we've found has been obliterated, sometimes groups of buildings smashed into a single ruined mass. And almost every building had skeletal remains. The weirdest part though, is how uneven it all is. It's not all at the same depth below the surface, there's been a 20 meter or more depth difference betw[DATA CORRUPTION] an area, an almost perfectly circular area in what we guess would have been the centre of the city, nearly 100 meters across, where there's just nothing. Site Gamma, day 30. This is our last day at Site Gamma. Unfortunate, as we've only scratched the surface of what must be buried here, but we have a schedule to maintain and Site Delta awaits. I'm not too concerned, we're far enough away from civilisation that it's unlikely anyone will stumble across our dig site, and I'm sure we'll be allowed to return after the initial project is complete to continue the dig. Still, we'll set up a security grid to keep an eye on things. This entire dig has been- I mean, I've never seen anything quite like it. New discoveries almost every day, a whole [DATA CORRUPTION] must have been survivors. People outside of the city who knew about it, who would have noticed its destruction and written about it. Maybe we'll find more answers at Delta. Note: logs concerning Site Delta omitted; analysis of the recovered data suggests nothing was discovered at the location and the audio recordings primarily document Dr. Roberts' frustration at this fact. Site Epsilon, day 17. We actually found something. We're still uncovering it, and it shows the same pattern of destruction we found at Gamma [DATA CORRUPTION] must be smaller than what we found at Gamma, much smaller. Maybe a small town, but my guess would be a military outpost of some kind. Site Epsilon day 19. I'm almost positive this was a military camp or fortification. We've found too many weapons and scraps of armour for it to be a civilian settlement. Uncovered a destroyed blacksmith's forge yesterday. Lots of human remains as with Gamma. No children, though. Now that we know where we're looking, we've found more structural remains - it's big for a military outpost, but still smaller than a town would be. [DATA CORRUPTION] forward post to ward against Daevite incursion. They would have had a clear view for miles here, no chance of an army approaching unseen. They clearly didn't need an army, though. Site Epsilon, day 21. We found a Daeva. The remains of one, I [DATA CORRUPTION]ttendants, maybe? Or maybe the Daeva was a prisoner, but I don't think that was the case. I've seen photos of Daeva skeletons before, they're clearly distinct from humans, but to actually see one myself. It's… uncomfortable to look at. Like something in the back of my brain is screaming at me to run. I don't know if this is some uncanny valley effect, or if there's some lingering anomalous phenomena at work. In any event, it'll be shipped back for analysis like everything else. It had some documents on its body. Maybe they were in [DATA CORRUPTION] in near-perfect condition; they're clearly anomalous themselves, to have survived so long. I'm going to work on the translations once we stop digging for the night. Site Epsilon, day 29. Wrapping up at Site Epsilon; not much else [DATA CORRUPTION]lation of the Daevite document we found has been much more illuminating. It indicates that the Daeva we found was leading a small group whose goal was to infiltrate and destroy the outpost using an unnamed weapon or magic. It's unclear whether it was a suicide mission or if something went wrong [DATA CORRUPTION] the location of a supposed Daevite outpost hidden in the mountains. I'm eager to get back to Site Gamma and resume our work there, but if we're right about the location of the Daevite outpost, it's remote enough that it might still be there after all this time. We've been granted permission to investigate; we leave tomorrow. Field log, Dr. Daniel Roberts. It took a couple of days, but we found the Daevite outpost. Aerial recon drones helped [DATA CORRUPTION] trove beyond anything we could have hoped for. There must be dozens of minor anomalous artifacts here, preserved documents, art, examples of Daevite weaponry. This stuff will keep the people in Cultural Research busy for years! Most importantly though, I think we've [DATA CORRUPTION] of like a seed, or a nut, but big enough to fill your palm and it seems to be encased in a translucent crystalline material. It was clearly given a place of reverence in the structure, and was secured inside a sealed case along with a number of documents. The seeds themselves… looking at them hurt. Caused me physical pain, like needles stabbing through my eye and into my mind. Even thinking about them, trying to picture their shape is unpleasant. They're wrong somehow. There's something in them that… [A period of silence.] I've decided to head back to Site-183 and research everything we've found here. The rest of the team can return to Site Gamma and continue the dig without me; since the entire purpose of the project was to determine if and how these cities were destroyed, I'm sure Director Alami will agree. Photo from the dig site worked by the recovered Site-183 personnel, theorized to be Site Gamma mentioned in Dr. Roberts' audio logs. Update 4008.06 A group of Foundation personnel matching the identities of a number of Site-183 staff made contact with Site-147 at approximately 10:00+07:00 this morning. According to their statements, they were working at an archaeological dig site when approximately eight days ago they began to realise they had no memory of why they were working there or who assigned them to do so4. They were forced to make a significant portion of the journey to Site-147, the nearest site to their location, on foot following the failure of their only available vehicle. All available communication equipment was nonfunctional; analysis revealed standard security measures were failing verification checks due to their non-responsive source site, Site-183. The members of the team appear to have no memory of Site-183, any of the work they did there or any of the personnel they encountered during their time there. A team was dispatched to the dig site to confirm their claims; the ruins of a large, partially unearthed and almost totally destroyed city were present, with evidence of recent activity. Update 4008.07 The following document, written by Dr. Daniel Roberts, was recovered from the Site-183 server unit. Partial data corruption is present. ▶ Show Recovered Document ▼ Hide Recovered Document Request For Investigation Into Potential Anomalous Activity Premise Throughout history, the concept of mythical or disappearing cities is a recurring one. While [DATA CORRUPTION] indeed been proven to exist (primarily through the activities of the Foundation or, rarely, other Groups of Interest), a great many of them remain relegated to the realms of myth and hearsay. While it would be folly to [DATA CORRUPTION] one particular group of cities that I believe can be tied to a singular source; those known to have been close to the historical borders of the Daevite Empire. [DATA CORRUPTION] Evidence While hard evidence for the existence of any of these cities is virtually non-existent (or they would have been almost certainly discovered by civilian archaeologists), there are a number of common threads between each of the cities in question that lend credibility to the idea that they did exist at one point, before being suddenly displaced or removed by a single common force. Each of the supposed cities have a fairly [DATA CORRUPTED] in question is never mentioned again in historical record. Stories of a "lost city" typically develop in the area at a later date, overwhelming the potential of any remaining factual records. The theoretical locations for all of these cities are unusually barren when compared to the surrounding areas, making the development of a [DATA CORRUPTION] A number of events in the regions surrounding these cities seem to coincide with, and could be explained by, the sudden disappearance of a major city in the ar[DATA CORRUPTION] deficit in a specific resource such as iron or wheat; notable economical issues as trade in the region becomes significantly and unexplainably disrupted. The areas in question have a known history of conflict with the Daevite Empire, or occupy areas which are known to have later been settled by the Daevite Empire. The use of anomalous artifacts by the Daeva is well documented and the Empire is known for its militarism and imperialistic nature. I have identified three sites which match the criteria laid out above, plus an additional two that match two or three of the four. Of these sites, only one of them has any presence in public records; the others have either already been censored or were noted during unrelated discoveries by Foundation personnel. Proposal I would like to run a series of investigations and excavations at the sites I have identified for the purposes of discovering evidence of the existence of these cities and, should that evidence be found, clues as to the cause of their destruction. The resources and technology available to the Foundation provide us a significant advantage over civilian efforts in fields such as this, and the information we might uncover could give us an improved understanding of Daevite methods of conquest. The primary requirements for this project are as follows: A team of between 12 and 16 archaeologists, historians and engineers, for a period of one month per dig site. Sufficient standard issue field supplies and equipment to last the duration. Equipment developed for detecting buried masses, including seismic survey arrays, ground topography analysers, and Kant sensor arrays for detecting potentially buried anomalies. The potential for increased time and resources should any significant discoveries be made. It is my sincere belief that the completion of this project will yield useful data in understanding a known anomalous civilisation, and has the potential for uncovering lost pieces of human history and how our ancestors understood and dealt with anomalous phenomena [DATA CORRUPTION]ntainment of whatever method the Daeva used to destroy these cities in the first place. Dr Daniel Roberts. Update 4008.08 The following document describing an object matching the recovered artifact in Dr. Robert's audio logs was recovered intact from the Site-183 server unit. ▶ Show Recovered Document ▼ Hide Recovered Document Steven, here's what I've got for the documentation so far. Item #: unassigned Special Containment Procedures: SCP-[#]-1 instances are to be stored in a vacuum-sealed storage case manufactured entirely from synthetic materials. Under no circumstances are instances of SCP-[#]-1 to come into contact with any medium suitable for growing plant life. Description: SCP-[#] is a previously unidentified species of tree, believed to be developed by the now-extinct Daevite Empire as a weapon of mass destruction. SCP-[#] grows from SCP-[#]-1, a roughly spherical seed superficially resembling the tiger nut5 and measuring approximately 7cm in diameter. SCP-[#]-1 is encased in a semi-translucent crystalline material estimated to be 0.5cm thick. SCP-[#]-1 possesses a mild cognitohazardous and infohazardous effect; looking directly at it causes a painful sensation described as having something sharp penetrate the viewer's eye and enter the brain. Following exposure in this way, consciously thinking about SCP-[#]-1 is sufficient to trigger the effect. The magnitude of these effects varies based on the individual. When exposed to a medium capable of sustaining plant life, the seed will immediately begin to grow, developing at an incredibly advanced rate. The seed will develop into a fully grown instance of SCP-[#] in approximately five minutes, leeching significant quantities of minerals and water from the ground in the process. When fully grown, SCP-[#] measures between 1.2 and 1.5km tall, with a trunk diameter averaging approximately 70m. The roots of the tree grow outwards to a distance of approximately 3km from the trunk, and reach from approximately 50m above ground to over 900m below ground.6 Once fully grown, SCP-[#] produces an anti-memetic effect which causes all affected humans to lose any memories they possessed of anything within the area encompassed by the SCP-[#] instance. It is unknown precisely how this effect is achieved, but is believed to be caused by an anomalous alteration to the electromagnetic spectrum, causing visible light to temporarily become a vector for the transmission of an anti-meme. As a result, this effect has global reach almost instantly. After approximately one hour, the SCP-[#] instance will rapidly begin to break down into gases and particulate matter. This process takes roughly 10 minutes, after which nothing of the instance will remain. The ground it displaced will collapse, functionally burying anything on the surface and leaving behind a region of barren and inhospitable land, with little to no evidence of any prior activity. The primary source of information on this anomaly is a collection of documents recovered alongside a number of SCP-[#]-1 instances, and archaeological dig sites at which SCP-[#] is believed to have been used as a weapon in the past. As such, the veracity of the information above has yet to be confirmed. It is unknown how many times the Daevite Empire deployed SCP-[#]; research is ongoing. Translated Documentation Below are translated excerpts from the documents recovered with SCP-[#]-1. Its roots, gnarled and hungry, tear the land and the weak bound to it. Its leaves, dripping with the blood of those it devours, rend the very sky itself, shattering the mind of man. The unworthy fall before us, their worthless homes and worthless lives erased from the great writing. Even long dead as they were, the Night Children's remains resisted us. Thousands died that we might acquire the [Unknown name. Potentially a portmanteau of "seed" and "destruction"?], a blood sacrifice to assure our own ascension through the ages. We threw ourselves upon their lifeless weapons, our essence watering the ground to ensure victory, nourishing the roots from which our empire grows. May those of the blood be carried into eternity by its branches. May our enemies forget they were ever there. We've got some tests scheduled for tomorrow, so hopefully they will shed a bit more light on things. The current plan is to try and get samples of this outer shell material, and maybe from the actual seed inside too. We've got three of them, so even if one of them is destroyed during the tests we should be okay. - Daniel. No instances of the seed objects mentioned in this document have been recovered. Restructuring of SCP-4008 documentation to account for new information is pending. Footnotes 1. Documentation indicates that the lowest level of Site-183 was approximately 450m below the surface. 2. Unreadable due to poor handwriting, not due to damage to the document. 3. Records indicate that Dr. Khadija Alami was the Site Director for Site-183. 4. Site-183 was discovered to be missing approximately ten days ago. 5. Though not believed to be related 6. All measurements here are approximate due to the unconventional nature of Daevite units of measurements, from which these values are derived. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4008" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4008. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Image 1 Filename: header.jpg Name: N/A Author: pxhere.com License: CC0 Public Domain Source Link: https://pxhere.com/en/photo/827766 Image 2 Filename: digsite_s.jpg Name: File:Jerycho8.jpg Author: A. Sobkowski License: Public Domain Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Jerycho8.jpg
SCP-4009	safe	It's been two whole days. You've climbed up God knows how many floors of this building, bypassed God knows how many beeping gateways and laser beams, and snuck past God knows how many security staff. You've braved Vivaldi's Four Seasons, dodged Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture cannons, sailed across Strauss's Blue Danube. You've traversed through Grieg's Hall of the Mountain King, shrugged off Chopin's Raindrops, and made it past Wagner's Ring of fire. You've braved Beethoven's storms and weaved through Bach's harmonies. And now you are here. On the top floor of the Ministry of Music. Alive, for some reason. A bit soaked though. You survey your surroundings. Right before you is a single long hallway, minimally furnished. At the end of that hallway is a single door. That door should be it. That door's hidden behind thick layers of security and perilous musical barriers. There's no way there aren't important things behind that door. Top-secret confidential documents. The answers to all your questions. That's why you crawled all the way here. Answers, dammit. I just wanna know why things ended up like this. You wring the seawater and rainwater out of your sweater into a potted plant and head towards the door. You give the fingerprint sensor knob a twist. Door's not locked. Might be because the last person to leave forgot to lock the door. Might also be because the security measures earlier negated any need for locks on doors. Might also be because you are simply too insignificant to deserve any form of acknowledgement whatsoever. The door opens to a small room gratuitously stacked full of Mozartkugeln boxes, Mozart scorebooks, Mozart figurines, Mozart posters, Mozart souvenirs, Mozart biographies, Mozart plushes, Mozart sex toys (??), Mozart blow-up dolls (????), Mozart everything. This place looks like it could be a fanatic's dungeon, the sheer concentration of Mozart oppressive to the point of being ridiculous. This was not at all helped by the gigantic poster of Mozart on the opposite wall. Snort. "Big Brozart is Watching You." God, how edgy is this kid gonna get? This is just about the dumbest, cheesiest thing you've seen in your entire life. What's he thinking of with this? The slogan's just too silly to be intimidating. Does Mozart like to imagine himself being observed by Mozart while he's getting off to Mozart? Okay, maybe let's not think about that… You notice a rectangular shape just barely poking out of the sea of Mozart paraphernalia. Upon closer inspection, it's a small laptop on a table. The laptop is open. The film of dust on the screen suggests that the last person who used it forgot to turn it off a long time ago. You sit on a pile of Mozartkügel boxes and check out the laptop. There are some fifteen Internet tabs open and it looks like all of them are about Mozart. You're not surprised. This kid's really got a problem. You think about sending him to a therapist. Even though you know you can't because you know you aren't going to be taken seriously anyhow. One tab however stands out and catches your attention. It's not some Mozart stuff, but has the acronym "SCP" on it. You remember hearing about the SCP Foundation on the gramophone. Recently they've been broadcasting something about signing a treaty of alliance with the SCP Foundation or something like that. This SCP Foundation is apparently some kind of powerful outside world organization that manages the relations between the human and supernatural world and conducts research on unusual phenomena. The broadcasts didn't say much else about it, other than that the alliance with the organization shouldn't be something to worry about. You wonder what this alliance is about, if the SCP Foundation can do anything to help you. To help all those who are being oppressed because of Mozart. To help all the composers and musicians of the past, the present, and future. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . SCP-4009 Street photograph taken in SCP-4009 Item #: SCP-4009 Special Containment Procedures: The caste system exercised by the population of SCP-4009-A is to be perpetually maintained. The Foundation-Mozart Alliance Protocol is to be constantly upheld to ensure social order within the bounds of SCP-4009. Details of the Foundation-Mozart Alliance Protocol are accessible to personnel with Level 3/4009 Clearance and up. SCP-4009 is otherwise self-contained and requires minimal containment procedures. Description: SCP-4009 is an extradimensional totalitarian city-state covering an area of approximately 900 km², located in the Austro-German region. SCP-4009 is architecturally similar to the city of Prague, consisting of buildings in a variety of styles ranging from Renaissance to Victorian. SCP-4009 is normally inaccessible to human beings unless an interdimensional aperture is created. SCP-4009 is populated by humanoid entities designated SCP-4009-A. Instances of SCP-4009-A physically resemble Homo sapiens, but are roughly 60% comprised of anomalous longitudinal waves and do not require physical sustenance nor biologically age. A distinctive characteristic of SCP-4009-A is that each individual instance corresponds to a well-known classical composer and/or musician who is currently deceased (i.e. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Franz Schubert, Richard Wagner). The conception of SCP-4009-A instances is a poorly understood process at the time of writing, although it is theorized that instances spontaneously manifest upon the expiry of their human counterparts. You think of all the famous composers you've seen popping into existence. Bach, Haydn, Liszt, all of those guys. You remember how they'd say they felt like they've come home to the blessed land where music is born, or something to that effect. You remember welcoming them into this musicians' heaven. Suddenly you realize how old you are. You pause your reading. You dwell on that realization for a moment. Memories start flooding back into your head. Memories of a happier time when heaven was not swamped in Mozart. A happier time when heaven was a much better place. Your memories of the past have dulled over time, but still they remained despite all the propaganda that's been pumped into your ears over the past several decades. You close your eyes and think about the past. For a moment, you feel at peace. This land was free and democratic. Composers and musicians had equal rights, equal say, and the guys who got to be in the main musical canon - that is, in charge - they were always updating their styles and aspirations to best suit the current artistic climate. There were often passionate debates over certain musical styles, but none of them came close to damaging the musical canon as it was. Life was fair and good, and at the end of the day, everyone was a classical musician, and a mutual passion for music and art kept everyone tightly together. Things are different now. You have no clue how it happened and you're still befuddled. Now practically everything is Mozart. You don't even know when it happened. You estimate it started after the Great War, but it could have started two years ago, or even five, ten, twenty, fifty. Everywhere you're hearing the name "Mozart". How he was a prodigy. This man had written his first concerto at the age of four; his first symphony at seven; a full-scale opera at twelve. How he was prolific and wrote lots. Over his short lifetime of thirty-five years, Mozart wrote six hundred and twenty-six known pieces, each and every one objectively a masterpiece. How listening to his music makes people more intelligent or something. How he had some sort of God-given genius no other composer ever had. How he was the greatest composer in all of classical music history. And it just goes on and on without end. Mozart on every musical program. Mozart playing from every radio and speaker. Mozart in movies, plays, art, literature. Mozart and Mozart and more Mozart. You can't hide from Mozart. Big Brozart is Watching You. Guess that slogan is fitting. Curious for more information, you continue reading the document. Most instances of SCP-4009-A are capable of voluntary emission of reality-altering longitudinal waves, the intensity of which is directly proportional to each composer/musician's mass appeal. The effects of reality alteration may vary according to each individual's personal preferences and creative endeavors. The SCP-4009-A population maintains a caste system in which individuals are divided into different social groups based on the relative real-world popularity of their respective composer/musician. For instance, the highest-ranking SCP-4009-A instances correspond to the most well-regarded composers, and reshuffling of the instances' relative status positions is held twice a year. Instances' lifestyles are determined by status: higher-ranking instances are allowed free access to high-quality meals and alcohol and see high involvement in projects relating to infrastructure, governance, and art, while lower-ranking ones are only permitted access to mediocre resources and tend to have menial jobs such as housekeeping. You remember when you used to be a well-respected composer. A highly-regarded one, even. You were Johann Pachelbel, intrepid organist, brilliant composer, and an all-round exemplary figure. The great Johann Sebastian Bach even told people he couldn't have gotten anywhere if he hadn't known and studied your work. Maybe you weren't a star, but you were acknowledged and respected. Treated with basic human decency, like any artist should be treated. Now you're Johann Pachelbel, a nobody, a trivial detail lost in in a sea of dazzling brilliant minds. A third-rate, unmemorable mediocrity whose only noteworthy contribution to the history of Western music in its entirety is a piece of overplayed hackwork known as the Canon in D Major. Currently, besides being the "Canon in D guy", your only noteworthy characteristics are that you are a janitor and you seem to be invisible sometimes. Not even the shuffling of societal positions has changed your social standing. You were always stuck at the lowest level of the caste. At the very least, the thought that you can't get any lower than you already are is a bit reassuring. You muse over this caste system which you and your people have been shoehorned into. It lines up with how the musical canon has changed since a long time ago. What used to be a fluid musical canon has now mutated into one that's had three specific people consistently at the top: Beethoven, Bach, and that guy known as Mozart. You could see why Beethoven and Bach were seen as the most important in establishing what classical music is. Beethoven's new and unusual outlook on composing music revolutionized classical music and turned it from a craft to an art. Bach's tuning method, keyboard exercises, and technical proficiency has earned him high regard, especially after a composer named Mendelssohn did much to promote Bach's works around the world. But Mozart? What did he do that was so significant as to earn him such a high position? Why is he even so high up there in the first place? Your first suspect is Mendelssohn. You've heard a few things about this person. From what you heard, he'd done a lot to establish the importance of studying and preserving music history, and he laid the groundwork for the musical canon. Mozart's praised him profusely for that - he's even said that we only exist because of Mendelssohn. But the thing is, you've never even seen Mendelssohn, nor have you heard him speak on the broadcasts. You don't even know if he actually exists. For all you know he could very well be a fictional composer Mozart fabricated as propaganda. After all, the facts line up. The broadcasts speak of Mendelssohn as a legendary prodigy of Mozartean precocity, who wrote masterpieces as a teenager and died tragically young like Mozart did. The Mozart of the Nineteenth Century. Totally not Mozart's self-insert at all, right? You think about how ludicrous Mozart's propaganda is. Coincidentally, the next paragraph of the document mentions the technology that Mozart uses to feed propaganda to every composer in the city. You read on. High-ranking instances within the population of SCP-4009-A have devised anomalous technology which sees widespread use within SCP-4009. Examples of such technology produced by SCP-4009-A include ambient Hume stabilizers, memory-space libraries and musical instruments that can be collapsed into coin-sized tablets to facilitate transport. One widespread use of anomalous technology in SCP-4009 is the installation of a radio-like device known as a 'gramophone' embedded in the inner ear. Said device is capable of picking up anomalous longitudinal wave transmissions as well as telepathically transmitting the thoughts of one individual to numerous others with the same device. This device usually plays broadcasts of classical music and the news. Broadcasting is conducted through mass transmission of the thoughts of one instance connected to a Cerebral Sound Receptor Device (CSRD). Research on SCP-4009 anomalous technology for purposes of furthering Foundation technology and containment implements has been approved and is currently underway. The gramophone. You don't know what it looks like, or exactly when it first got into your ears, but you've had a strong understanding of what it does. The document is right in that for the most part the gramophone just plays classical music and the news. But it also plays people what other people say and think about them. That was the worst part. Most composers got feedback that was more positive, but for your case it was nearly all personal attacks and faint praise. Worthless. Cellist hater. One-hit wonder. You can practically recite all these slights by memory, that's how often you heard them. By this point you've more or less grown numb to the insults, but you can't help still feeling the faintest pang of heartbreak when they come at you. At the very least you could turn the volume down. Usually it's the muffled tenor voice of a composer named Schubert you'd be hearing on these broadcasts. Schubert is a kind-looking composer with round glasses who idolizes Mozart and likes to sing. Schubert, you feel, is also a little bit off. He presents himself as bubbly and cutesy, but something about the way he talks makes him come off as affected and robotic. It also sounds like all his speech is scripted. You dwell on the topic of Schubert a bit more. That man was like a computer. It seemed like he had no autonomy and was just a machine automatically performing a function 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, taking next to no breaks and showing no sign of displeasure. It was creepy how Schubert never seemed to falter, get tired, or feel unhappy. Also, aren't those his thoughts you're hearing? Why are his thoughts so rigid and lifeless? How much external information exactly is going through his head? Is he capable of thinking for himself at all? "Schubert is neurologically enhanced with a lab-grown strain of Treponema pallidum that makes him capable of processing and transmitting up to ten thousand trains of thought at once! Schubert is the most reliable news anchor, feedback messenger and DJ and is always up-to-date! Come connect with Schubert on your gramophone today!" Speak of the devil. One of Schubert's scripted lines sounded over the gramophone at that moment. You dismiss it as coincidence, but it's still creeping you out. It could have been worse, you think. At least it's not as disturbing as the Five Minute Cacophony. The Five Minute Cacophony is something you wince a little when you think about, but everyone is forced to listen to it at full volume when it happens. It's five long minutes of loud warnings against "dissent", and how there were some people in the past who had committed grave offences that hurt Mozart. Usually the offences were attempted sabotage due to envy and hatred, and the evidence for that was usually some form of criticism of Mozart or the administration. The culprits were always publicly shamed and denounced with a burning vitriol that knotted your insides like a French horn. You knew the Cacophony was never about you, but when it happened, terror and shame caught up with you anyway. The criminal most often shamed during the Cacophony is a composer named Salieri. He's said to be the first and most dastardly of the envious conspirators seeking to dethrone Mozart for once and for all. Salieri was described as a cruel, manipulative, unempathetic, even narcissistic man who didn't have any genuine passion for music and only desired attention. You were glad Salieri was caught and sent to prison. He seemed like a really nasty guy and you sure as hell didn't want to bump into anyone who was like that. However, part of you didn't quite buy what was being said during the Five Minute Cacophony. You vaguely remember meeting Salieri a long time ago. As far as you can recall, he was decent and didn't do anything suspect. Even if people can change over time, you can't help but feel like he was being unfairly demonized for propaganda purposes, and that he did nothing to merit his current treatment. After all, you've never even heard him confess to anything or share his side of the issue - it was just purely what the authorities said about him that was broadcasted to the public. You're willing to entertain the possibility that he was wrongfully accused. Or even that he was being exploited. Your train of thought of leads you to further pondering about how the changes in society have changed the people. It honestly really does seem like every composer has become like Salieri and Schubert - manipulated, taken advantage of and stripped of all autonomy. These musically gifted people used to be independent and individual - now they meekly submit and cater to the whims of one man. They used to be bold and confident - now they act as if they are nothing compared to that one man. You wince. This is ridiculous. This is wrong. Yet nobody has ever done anything about it. It's because they've been forced to adopt inferiority complexes, you're certain of that. You feel like no one dares to do anything of note because Mozart is just too powerful and too good for them. You feel your blood boil. Stay calm, Johann. You mustn't get angry or you'll end up saying or doing something you shouldn't. And if you make a mistake, that's the end of you. You have to stay incognito. You take a deep breath to drown your rage. There's a long blank space underneath the last paragraph. You're going to have to scroll for a bit. . . . . . . . . . . . . . NOTICE: This file is an abridged version of the official SCP-4009 documentation, intended for purposes of mass distribution. Access to the full document, along with the Foundation-Mozart Alliance Protocol, is restricted to Level 3/4009 personnel and above. Any further enquiries regarding SCP-4009 are to be submitted to Project Head Dr. Frances Seward via email. That's it? That's all there is to this file? An abridged copy you are probably going to receive in the mail sometime later? You feel duped. This is unfair. But then again you can't expect the bigwigs to treat you fairly since you're worth about as much as a speck of dust to them. You scour the webpage. The email address of Dr. Frances Seward, presumably a Foundation personnel with some degree of authority, is in small print at the bottom of the page. You need to contact them. Those guys don't have a clue what they've gotten themselves into. You think of sending a message to them telling them to stop this totalitarian madness and save everyone. You have no choice. Tell them that the Mozart they have signed an agreement with is really a horrible ruthless dictator. Tell them that Mozart forces people into horrible living conditions. Tell them that Mozart forces everyone to believe they will never be- "It's a wonderful day today! Clear skies, all systems in check, beautiful music all 'round! How are you feeling? It's fine even if you're feeling a little down, because things will surely get better and you will be happier!" Your train of thought is conveniently interrupted by Schubert in his usual smiley voice. He's said that exact same thing at least five times today. And when is he going to shut up? If he kept his mouth zipped at least he won't risk interrupting anyone's train of thought. You force yourself to ignore him. Any distraction that can slow your pace may lead you to your demise. "Ah, sorry about sidetracking - next up I'll be playing Mozart's Don Giovanni overture. Did you know that the composer put off writing this piece until the night before its premiere? Despite this, it's still a masterpiece for the ages, and it's proof that you can rush your projects last-minute and have them still be outstanding if you work hard and make good use of your natural gifts!" "Ooh, no…I can't play that right now. My signals are getting interrupted! Uhhh…it's uh, hang on a moment, let me find out where it is…oh! I'm hearing a pattern of eight notes! And it's in D Major key. Mmhm, sounds a lot like Pachelbel's Canon, doesn't it? Uh, actually, no, it's not! I think I might be picking up sound waves from a human radio station! I apologize for this mistake. Schubert will take better care of himself next time! In the meantime, you can expect to connect with Schubert sometime again after about a half hour! Ciao!" You freeze. Something feels wrong. Then it hits you. He's found you. Run. You want to run, but the sound of boots thumping outside the room stop you from moving. You're trapped now. Nowhere to run. They've come to get you. The door swings open. In walks Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart in full dress uniform, cape billowing, the spitting image of the poster. He holds a sword out as if he's prepared to dismember someone. And he's looking right at you. Straight in your eyes. Might as well accept your fate then. Better to die on your feet than live on your knees. Mozart drops his sword on the floor and bursts out laughing. "Oh man, I can't believe this! Look what walked right into my trap! You should've seen the look on your face. Oh God, that was amazing…still can't get over how the Mozart sex toys got a rise out of you. Well, man, you gotta thank my buddy Richard Wagner for that. That was his idea. Richard you evil genius…oh yeah! He did that poster too! He made that lovely thing for me, so you gotta credit him for that, 'kay?" Further laughing. It isn't reassuring at all. "Man…it's a real real pity that I'm gonna have to drag you off to the shitter 'cause you were a really funny special guest on today's broadcast. Quite probably the best ever, in fact. Seriously! You were gut-bustingly hilarious…" "Hey Richard? Can you, like, do the thing? I'm laughing too damn hard to move my ass." Richard? Wagner is with him too? Before you can think of anything else, you hear the sound of every musical instrument in the orchestra playing at once. And then you hear nothing. . . . . . . . . . . . It's been some two, three, four days? You just don't have the faintest clue anymore. You're back in your apartment, but other than that, you're hardly sure of anything else. It all feels like a bad dream. Discordant noises of whistling and screeching ring and echo in your ears. Fissures on the wall contort and dance. You feel around with your hands, but you can barely feel the floor beneath. Your body feels like it's not here and everywhere at the same time. Tired, lost, utterly confused. You have no idea how you managed to drag yourself onto the couch. You try to lie down and sleep, but a stinging pain rips through your spine from the bottom up. You attempt to grab the couch as support, but pain stabs through your arm muscles. Your wrists hurt. Finger joints hurt. Ears hurt. Head. Everything hurts. Oh God, please make it stop. The pain fades slightly. You relax a little even though your backbone is burning and your eyes and ears feel like they're full of glue. You're lucky that Mozart let you return to your home and your job. Other dissenters usually ended up stuck in prison forever, hauled from place to place and beaten for eternity. After all, they deserve that, right? They deserve that for being jealous, envious, scheming conspirators aiming to take Mozart down. For being unwilling to improve and change. You know you're better than them because you at least have the basic human decency to self-reflect. Once your senses stop going haywire and your body stops hurting you will go out there and prove that you're a better person now. You swear on that. A faint memory of Salieri flashes in your mind's eye. Sweep it aside. That man is good at pretending to be pitiful. He's just fishing for sympathy because he's envious of Mozart's talent and he can't bother to work hard enough to achieve anything noteworthy. You can't believe you thought there was a chance Salieri was innocent. Memories start trickling back into your head, piece by piece. Man, was I a fool. You can't believe you had doubts about the administration. You can't believe you had doubts about Mozart. You can't believe you had doubts about anything. Of course Mozart needed to get rid of his enemies. He's endured so much struggle and pain in his life and he's been beaten up ever since he was a young musician. Life hasn't been good to him at all. So he deserves to be loved. And he is talented so he deserves to be praised for it. He worked really hard for all these achievements. Mozart is of course deserving of such high esteem. And he's oppressing absolutely no one, he achieved more than everyone, and indeed he deserves this honor more than anyone else. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4009" by Mendelssohn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4009. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Image 1 Filename: mozartstreet.jpg Name: N/A Author: mahsa_mz66 License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: https://www.flickr.com/photos/141378703@N03/39407701051 Image 2 Filename: brozart.jpg Name: brozart.jpg Author: Mendelssohn License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/local--files/scp-4009/brozart.jpg
SCP-4010	keter	WELCOME TO SCiPNET, PLEASE SUBMIT YOUR LOGIN CREDENTIALS 18/3/2023 Username madysailer Password * * * * * HELLO, Madeleine Sailer, HAVE A NICE DAY Profile: Researcher Madeleine Sailer, Site-91 Security Clearance: Level 3 Status: Online (Now) NOTIFICATION You have a new message. FROM: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] TO: Researcher Madeleine Sailer Good morning Researcher Sailer, I have a proposition for you. You have been selected as a single individual for Project Kronos, an attempt to establish a complete chronological timeline. You can choose to decline but by accepting you are agreeing to complete confidentiality of the project and as a precaution, complete isolation from the rest of Internal Foundation Communication excluding this account and the Director of Site-91. Estimated time required for this project is one year. Additional information will be available after accepting. Please reply as soon as possible. Reply FROM: Researcher Madeleine Sailer TO: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] I need time. How urgent is this? NOTIFICATION You have a new message. FROM: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] TO: Researcher Madeleine Sailer Very. Reply FROM: Researcher Madeleine Sailer TO: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] I see. I accept. Task Information You will be conducting research with the goal of establishing a timeline of documented history as complete as possible including anomalous events. For this purpose, the entirety of the Foundation database will be unlocked to you with exceptions of files that have already been ruled out as unrelated and/or possibly cognitohazardous. Database slot 001 will be locked until you ask for permission. I suggest you already have the basics by then as it may complicate things a little. Have in mind that some information you may find is to be kept in absolute secrecy even after the conclusion of this project. You were selected because of your abilities, not uniqueness. As a personal note, some of the things we keep confidential may seem too far-fetched or impossible to be true. Keep in mind that our world is always more bizarre than you would think and do not get startled. Best of luck. Personal Notes on Project - Part One Close Day 1 This is Researcher Madeleine Sailer from Site-91, conducting secret research for… Someone important? Better not to ask, it's someone with much higher clearance than I am. This is day one of my investigating, or paperwork actually… A lot of paperwork. But I don't mind, that is why they picked me. Right? So, the timeline. I should start with the basic events on the timeline, like the beginning of the universe and its presumable end. A beginning and an end. Now let's add today. Then I will add the approximate time when Earth was formed and life began. Hm… I hope I won't have to focus on these points that much, my speciality are years with four digits. Fine… And now humans. Let's see, this is already looking good. Then again, it will most definitely get worse. Great, I have the basic setup. Now let's dig into the database. Day 2 I didn't sleep, just restarting this recording so it has the proper day on it. I must have gone through, what, like, over one hundred SCP files? Well, just 50 really, I just quickly seen the rest. Anyway, never knew the Foundation had this many things. I mean, I did, but I never thought about it. Some of it even made me laugh, I know these things are real and dangerous but, no, no buts, the infinite pizza box just made me laugh. This is bad, I am on day two and I am already seeing that this is impossible. The Foundation database of just SCPs is over four thousand at this point, not even accounting for all the important incidents, events and all the things labelled "Information Exchange - GOC". Good to know the Foundation keeps friendly relations so I can have more paperwork. But for now, I am doing good, most of these things are just dates. As fascinating, or terrifying as they are, it is just data. I must focus on that, otherwise, I will be stuck here forever. Day 5 So… I have found a problem. The years do not match up. Not all of them at least, but hey, if one year doesn't fit, how can I be sure about the rest? Maybe it's a mistake, someone meant to write nineteenth century instead of twentieth. Maybe. Or, it could be the first reality shift I encountered. I heard that it could be a thing, of course, I never got an official statement but… I should ask someone about this because if I rule out that possibility, everything will get easier. Day 7 A response finally came. It is a reality shift and apparently just one of many. How do they even expect me to accomplish something like this? It is not possible, not even with the best equipment in the world, which I have. This machine does a better job than I do, why does it even need me, it would surely be easier to make it automated… Fine, keep it together Mady, this is just paperwork. Difficult, yes, but paperwork. You cannot start falling apart now, it has been a week, not 5 years. Speaking of which, poor Dr. Scranton, I just read what happened. Something tells me this is just the beginning. Day 10 Dr. Scranton. Dr. Scranton… Why are you doing this to me? Born on September 19th, 1961, found dead on December 23rd, 2005. So how did you invent your Reality Anchor in 1889? Are there more of you? Your relative, perhaps? Or is it another reality shift? If so, there is some great irony in that. The great creator of reality anchors, he could save others from reality benders but not himself. Day 11 Come to think about this, I should have set another date in the beginning. The founding of our Foundation. How did I miss that? Alright. After some more digging, I found out something that scares me. And… it is the fact that this simple question will be harder to answer than the occult war from, what, two days ago? So apparently, most of the data regarding the Foundations origins is locked in with slot 001… Which I am not supposed to open until I know what I'm doing. Great. Well, let's review the info I have. The Foundation civil war and the consequent creation of the Chaos Insurgency happened around 1924 or so and continued until 1933, so the Foundation must have already existed for some time at that point, some documents even say that the Foundation, or something very similar, existed since the Medieval ages, or even before. What am I doing? I should just ask for permission to see 001 but I don't feel like I used up all I can get for now. Day 17 Should I even ask about SCP-1000? SCP-2000? It seems like the deeper I go, the worse this entire thing is. So what, am I to believe now that our dating and years are completely wrong because of that goddamn machine in Yellowstone? Or even better, that we weren't even first here? Can you even imagine what that did to the entire timeline I had? Why am I talking to a recorder?! Day 18 It's alright. I can do this, I already went through 9% of the database. I am not going by numbers, because I was told that the SCPs are not organized in any order, so I'm picking one thing by another, how I feel like it, making holes in the giant pile I need to take apart, catalog and put in order. Ironically, the first reality bending thing I came to like is SCP-140. The book rewrites history sure, but at least it writes down how. Day 21 Three weeks. I should get a pause. I didn't speak with Chris in a while… Or any other staff really. I just get myself something to eat and drink, which is usually coffee and I go back to this place. Let's see, what do we have here… SCP-999 appears to be a large, amorphous, gelatinous mass of translucent orange slime… What? How many large, amorphous, gelatinous masses do we have? I swear that this is the fifth one this week. These are almost as bad as statues that move when you are not looking at them… Day 23 Ok, fuck it, I am taking a break. My back hurts from sitting at the computer. Still, I have more than one-tenth of the thing behind me, that feels like an achievement. Maybe it can be done… If I don't read the entire thing and the extended experiment logs, maybe. Day 30 Alright, I am back, I might have angered a certain Overseer by trying to communicate with staff. But hey, nobody came to punish me. I'm not dumb, I didn't say a word, in fact, everything was doing great and no one even asked what I have been doing for the past month. So yeah, better go back to work. Next on the list is… SCP-106 Day 42 Did you know that there was magic in all of this? Actual magic! They call it thaumatology, sounds like magic to me. Why are we not supposed to know about magic? I mean, it sounds kinda useful and apparently the GOC uses it, why can't we? Day 50 I think I might need another break, this is getting very tiring. I have gone through enough SCPs to create my own Foundation. No, I am not having any ideas… Day 51 I hate myself. Why can't I be more cooperative? Goddamnit, I just want to say it in the third person, is it that hard? What a stupid cognitohazard I am. Day 60 Mission report: Two months have passed, slowly reaching 20%. I am starting to appreciate the Random SCP button. Day 63 Wait the GOC did what? A chair? They put the chair into a woodchipper. Am I getting this right? That is hilarious! Hahaha I mean… It is horrible that we have to contain this anomaly now… (quiet laughter) Day 70 Just read about SCP-2399. I will never see Jupiter the same way again. Strangely enough, I think that I have experienced a reality shift myself! Or I think so at least. I will have to check again but I specifically remember setting a date 10,000 years from now for the arrival of some angry star and now I can't find it. Might just be overworking. Day 76 …And that concludes Omega-7, shame what happened. Actually, shame someone even approved of such a thing… I am slowly starting to realise that all the things that do not match up with the rest are piling up. I need some help with that but I still think that the best call is to wait a little longer before I get to slot number one. Day 89 It's nice knowing that we have an alien Deer god contained by castrating people. Gross. And I actually think that is not even the worst thing I read about. Where was it? Wait a second, I will find it… Fuck, this is too much, who is supposed to remember all these numbers? Anyway, the point is I had to put my morality away almost a month ago. You cannot read about Procedure Something-Montauk? Was it? Yeah, you cannot read about it with moral barriers. I am here to do my work, not join the Ethics Committee, which by the way, depending on individual cases, does either a very poor or excellent job. Strange. Day 100 Call me an idiot but I feel like now is the time. I have 32.1% of the Foundation's database sorted and established. The timeline is looking kinda decent when you remove all the contradictory bullshit. Problem is, this stuff keeps on coming. At first, it was funny but I do not want to see any more time travel Thaumiels in my life. I was honestly thinking about quitting this project but I know that wouldn't be taken well. Besides, something in me is really curious about the thing that deserved the designation of 001. So today is the day. I just asked for permission and I hope that what I find there fixes the mess instead of going on the pile. Close Personal Notes on Project - Part Two Close Day 105 I finally got a response. SCP-001 slot is unlocked. All cognitohazards and memetic agents were removed to ensure I won't die the moment I open the file. And still, when I did… Was there ever a day, when the Foundation personnel could say that nothing happened? Is it just me, or is everything everywhere? How are there over thirty 001 proposals? Day 106 Alright. Things are not getting easier. I can see now that this will take a while. First I have to determine which 001 is the right one, it shouldn't be that hard. I have the entire database at my disposal, I can just check the data and see which one fits the best. Day 107 None of them fit. Every single 001 is contradictory to the others yet neither of them fit the overall narrative. And yes. I am beginning to question my own sanity at this point. How can I even tell what is real? S. Andrew Swann's Proposal was hard to accept but I will admit that the more I am looking at everything around me, the more I start seeing the resemblance and I can now tell from my own experience, that looking on more than a couple of anomalies at once makes one go insane. However, this is not an attempt to explain these things. I am just trying to see the bigger picture… Just bigger picture. Day 108 On the other hand, there is The Broken God, which I can work with. There is plenty of dates and documentation to make it look believable, so for now, I count that one as my 001. And no, I am not questioning how these things could even exist at this point. I will see about the others. Day 111 Come to think about it, Kate McTiriss did a good job on Mary Nakayama's story. And it is by far the best one for humanity. I actually hope that one is correct. Day 115 Fuck, my work has been stagnating for the past two weeks or so. I just cannot get my head around these things. I could take Clef's Guardian as the real one but that crosses out the existence of Mann's, Bright's, Mackenzie's and Scrantron's versions. Yet if you cross out the possibility, what gives you the right to take that one as true in the first place? And don't even get me started on the "future" 001s. S.D. Locke's proposal sounds neat but if I count correctly, requires at least two major reality shifts to be possible with our actual timeline, that is if my timeline is correctly built. Day 116 I need a break. Day 125 Had to clear my head. I didn't make almost any progress in a month at this point. Going back to more friendly parts of the database. I'll report back when I find something. Day 150 It has been a month of very hard work on my part. I am almost 50% there. Timeline so far… not so good. Don't get me wrong, I am proud of my line here, it's just that… It feels incomplete. I read about so many unbelievable anomalies at this point, that a giant indestructible lizard just doesn't do it for me. The timeline needs to be completed and all I can do is stare at this pile of reality bending anomalies, time travel machines and impossible origin stories. How can I continue this? Is this how Researcher Talloran suffered? The file was very weird and fuzzy but I was kinda intrigued by it. Day 158 I went through most of Foundation's database and just now do I hear about Dr. Kondraki? This man worked for us?! Why doesn't he work for us anymore? Just found out what happened, I get it now. Still, the entire Site-19? My boss would give that guy a kiss. Day 170 It took me a while but I managed to fit SCP-055 into the timeline. Took me a while because I had to put it into a special space on the line and I constantly kept forgetting about it. Day 171 I can't find yesterday's log and SCP-055 is in the sorted pile, even though I didn't read it yet. Weird Day 173 I had enough of SCP files, now I'm reading about Groups of Interests. Dr. Wondertainment? Reminds me of Willy Wonka. Great, now I can't get that thought out of my head. Still better than the Black Queen. The idea that there are infinite universes of anomalies that I have to go through gave me nightmares. Day 180 I am kinda missing my friends. Sure we gossip when I go to the cafeteria, I even talked with Chris, my boss. He asked how was my project doing. He is about the only person who knows that I am doing something in secret and even he has no idea what exactly. Day 186 Are We Cool Yet? No, you are not. I hate this anartist group, I have seen far too many of their anomalies in Site-91. You can at least sympathize with regular anartists, those really just make art. There is a difference between anartist and anarchist. Day 197 Somehow, I am on 61% now. No idea how, I could swear it showed 58% yesterday. Day 200 I have it. I know how to deal with the conflicting shit! The reality bends, I know how to deal with them. I never actually checked if everything in the database actually existed. Now, this might sound crazy but hey, I am not the person who said we are living in a universe that obeys the laws of fiction. So if we do take into account the fact that our universe is affected by a bunch of horror writers, or a narrative or anyone who is writing me saying these words right now, then the only result we can get is that the timeline is not finished. No one else has ever tried this, or they did and failed. Our universe doesn't make sense, because it is not supposed to. In this case, we should just embrace the chaos. In other words, I will create multiple timelines and categorize everything so that none of the new timelines contradicts themselves but they contradict each other. Now I just need to find the starting and ending points of these timelines, points where reality collapsed, and build a continuing line… Close Personal Notes on Project - Part Three Close Day 201 This is weird. I could have sworn that there was more. Is this it? 120 SCPs left? How many did I go through? 2984? No, no, no, no. There were more. There were definitely more! See. My timeline has… My time… line… There it is… But… There is…. There is only one line. Day 202 What is happening? I went outside my office and apparently, we no longer have a cafeteria on Site-91. Because this is Site-13. I have read through way too much to ignore this. This is reality reconstruction. CK-Class Scenario. But why? And how do I know? Shouldn't my perception change with the shift? Day 203 Ok. So my timeline is almost finished, since around 1500 files just stopped existing, both the sorted and unsorted ones. I haven't worked on it since this started and I am not willing to continue until I find out what caused this. And I am not ruling out the possibility, that my work caused this. Day 205 I am not experiencing any sign of memory alteration, which means that I must be somehow immune to this shift, that only supports my theory of me causing this. But how? Is it because I am completing my work? Does the knowledge of timeline somehow affect reality? Day 210 It does. I checked the data. The hateful star disappeared first, when I was around 23%, I cannot say if this was a coincidence, or the beginning of a reality shift. Then SCP-231-7, she disappeared around 32% but I didn't notice until I checked the data. After this a couple more must have disappeared because there are inconsistencies in data around the time I reach 50%, which was the time when I was too busy dealing with 001. Speaking of 001, there are only 8 proposals left. Day 211 This is bad. If my calculations are correct, only 43% of the database remains now and 90% of it has already been sorted. Day 215 No! Why? I am not doing anything! I left the database alone! Why do they keep on disappearing! Day 216 We are no longer Site-13, but Site-3. Reality is slowly shifting to fit in with the current database. There are less SCPs, so the Foundation is smaller, in fact, I believe that we no longer have an O5 Council, there is just this one guy called the Administrator. Yesterday we lost SCP-682 so… that is good news. Looks like the GOC in this reality was disbanded with the fall of Communism and the Foundation is now just as well funded as the UIU in my reality used to be. Perfect. Day 230 A month. I am still thinking. Luckily, no one is questioning me. Seems like even with all the reality bending around, I am a researcher working on a secret project. Good, last thing I need is to be classified as an SCP by the very Foundation that made me cause this mess. Day 233 Still no clue on what to do. Around 25% of the old Foundation remains and around 80% of that is sorted. The recession is getting faster. Maybe I should unsort it? No. If anything, that might make the reality bends more violent and unpredictable. I need to find a way to fix this. Day 240 The Foundation never existed. We are a building now, somewhere on the east coast of USA. This entire place is so sad. As far as I can tell, we are housing maybe 20 SCPs? We do not even call them that anymore. I am trying my best to play the role I was given. Apparently I am a member of a team of 10 researchers that study rare anomalies. I am pretty scared of what I am going to find tomorrow. Day 245 Twelve SCPs. Still ten researchers. Day 248 Five SCPs. Five researchers, each of us got one SCP to study. I got number 3 or as I know it, SCP-173. It is not so scary anymore, it moves very slowly now, it can still kill you though. Better watch out. Day 250 Four SCPs. Three researchers. We are left with SCP-173, some window that shows other places, the book of diseases and… well, me. Day 251 The book disappeared. One of us with it. We are no longer an organization, rather a small group of people who apparently got together on the internet. Day 252 The window is gone. I am alone now. Alone with the stupid statue. I am afraid. Day 253 I woke up and the statue was still there. It stopped moving. I figured that this is it. I am the last anomaly in history and no one will ever know. This world is so much different from mine. No anomalies, nothing paranormal. No fear, no wonder. Day 254 I woke up this morning and… The statue was gone. My office, now my apartment, feels empty. Day 255 Is there any point in trying anymore? I can't reverse it. The database doesn't even show 0%. It doesn't show anything because it is gone. The entire thing. My notes, the paperwork… It is gone! Day 260 I am contemplating my fate now. Many people in my Foundation would give anything to see the world around me. To see a world where everything is in order, where everything makes sense and the things that don't can be explained as science progresses. Day 276 I have tried living normally. I can't do it. Madeleine Sailer, a car saleswoman, an entrepreneur, a scientist… an artist… A GODDAMN RESEARCHER FOR A SECRET ORGANIZATION PROTECTING HUMANITY! Day 278 I was browsing the internet today. I found a bunch of articles about cryptozoology, myths and legends, UFOs, that kinda stuff… It entertained me for a while, pointing out the flaws about those things, talking to myself about how a real anomaly would behave. I need help Day 284 I found myself a psychiatrist. Told them about the Foundation, the reality shift, the fact that I am the only person who knows… She was kind enough to listen to me but she gave me the same thing as anyone else in this world would. She told me to come again and gave me some pills… If only they could heal anything. Day 290 I found it! I can't believe it is still here! I was browsing the internet forums, art conventions, cryptozoology, weird photographs, everything… And there it was. Clear as day. A picture of SCP-173, standing by a concrete wall. I had to have it. I downloaded the picture. I have evidence. I am not crazy! Day 300 My psychiatrist called. Demanded that I come again. I agreed, with the picture, she will have to believe me. Day 310 I am crazy? How can she say that! I am not the one living in a world that is an illusion… Day 330 It's ok 173, they don't believe us but we know. We know that the Foundation was. What is it? Crunch? You always liked that sound didn't you… Anyway, I know I sound crazy. I just need to vent it out. I'm ok. Day 334 Item number, SCP-173, Object Class, Euclid, Special Containment Procedures, Item SCP-173 is to be kept in a locked container at all times. When personnel must enter SCP-173's container, no fewer than 3 may enter at any time and the door is to be relocked behind them. At all times, two persons must maintain direct eye contact with SCP-173 until all personnel have vacated and relocked the container. Description, Moved to Site-19 1993. Origin is as of yet unknown. It is constructed from concrete and rebar with traces of Krylon brand spray paint. SCP-173 is animate and extremely hostile. The object cannot move while within a direct line of sight. Line of sight must not be broken at any time with SCP-173. Personnel assigned to enter container are instructed to alert one another before blinking. Object is reported to attack by snapping the neck at the base of the skull, or by strangulation. In the event of an attack, personnel are to observe Class 4 hazardous object containment procedures. Personnel report sounds of scraping stone originating from within the container when no one is present inside. This is considered normal, and any change in this behaviour should be reported to the acting HMCL supervisor on duty. The reddish brown substance on the floor is a combination of feces and blood. Origin of these materials is unknown. The enclosure must be cleaned on a bi-weekly basis. Day 341 I decided to tell people about the Foundation. They must know. If none of it exists anymore, why not just tell people? I am sure those two guys on the cryptozoology forum would love to hear about it. Day 346 Just finished my post on forum. I posted the containment procedures for SCP-173 with the picture I got. I might have made the file a little smaller. I just included the shit I remember, hope someone finds it interesting. Day 350 Just looked at the forum post. They like it! They are even creating their own SCPs! I love it. I am so excited, this is the first time in a long while that I feel normal. I feel just like in the old days. Day 355 They are making a community. This is awesome. I want to join them but I cannot bring myself to it. What if I do something wrong, what if they think I am crazy and reject me and the idea? I better just watch. Day 360 I hate myself… I just realised. I… I am an actual idiot. A bunch of horror writers… Day 365 I was trying to reach them for five days now. Looks like they are planning something because they are not responding much. Today it is one year since I started making that stupid timeline. This morning a year ago, I came into my office, I logged into my account and I accepted that fucking project… (sobbing) But maybe… Maybe if I manage to somehow change the narrative. If I get these writers to write… Then maybe… If I'm not getting crazy… Please. This has to work… Day 366 Yes! They responded. I'm in. Now if only I could figure out how to use this goddamn site to write. Close Write a new message? ... FROM: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] TO: Researcher Madeleine Sailer Good morning Researcher Sailer, I have a proposition for you. You have been selected as a single individual for Project Kronos, an attempt to establish a complete chronological timeline. You can choose to decline but by accepting you are agreeing to complete confidentiality of the project and as a precaution, complete isolation from the rest of Internal Foundation Communication, excluding this account and the Director of Site-91. Estimated time required for this project is one year. Additional information will be available after accepting. Please reply as soon as possible. NOTIFICATION You have a new message. FROM: Researcher Madeleine Sailer TO: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] I need time. How urgent is this? Reply FROM: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] TO: Researcher Madeleine Sailer Very. NOTIFICATION You have a new message. FROM: Researcher Madeleine Sailer TO: [VERIFIED O5 LEVEL ACCOUNT] I see. I accept. Personal Notes on Project - Part Four Close Day 366 I made it! My crazy science made it. The only part of the universe that was still chaotic managed to turn the sides back without any logic to it. By writing myself I caused a paradox in which all the anomalous bullshit started existing again. I cannot explain how. I literally can't because that is what holds the universe together now. My tiny illogical paradox in a sea of order. Is this what it feels like to be a reality bender? I'm not one of them but… I imagine this is it. Alright Mady focus. I am back now. I need to shut it all down. To shut everything down, no database sorting, no timeline creation. The universe needs to be chaotic, otherwise, none of the anomalies would exist. It demands to be broken. That's how I'll write it there… I just need to find an empty spot in the database. Item #: SCP-4010 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4010 is not to be acted out in any circumstances. Any information regarding the results of Project Kronos is to be destroyed by means deemed necessary. Description: SCP-4010 is an act of establishing the timeline of our universe while accounting for every shift in reality and every temporal change documented. If enacted, SCP-4010 will cause major changes to global reality. The full extent of such changes is unknown. SCP-4010 was first discovered during Project Kronos, an attempt to establish a chronological timeline of history. The project lasted one year and possibly resulted in a CK-Class Scenario. Information about Project Kronos was destroyed, lost, or terminated alongside Researcher Madeleine Sailer. Note: To those this may concern, Our universe is a very complex place, our history is very chaotic, which often blocks us from understanding the unknown of the present. Yet we still strive to understand, to explain. For all our history, we have been exploring the unknown and researching all that we have found. The universal forces of order and chaos are a concept that you should be familiar with. We are the order, the things we know, we understand. The chaos is something unknown, something we wish to understand. We fear it and that fear pushes us forward. SCP-4010 is an act of creating order out of chaos. Our universe runs on chaos just like cars do on gasoline. So try not to burn all of it, try not to fix it, otherwise, we can all face the actual end very soon. It demands to be broken. Please trust me when I say that looking back at history to see what you can make out of it is a bad idea. Constructing a timeline is a bad idea. Understanding, explaining everything that happened… is a bad idea. I tried. And I succeeded. -Researcher Sailer, Site-91 Day 367 I dismantled everything. Erased all the data. Burned all the physical evidence of the Project. All that remains… Is this recorder and me. (sound of metal being crushed) ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4010" by Utylike, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4010. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4011	keter	Notice: Parts of this document are not available at your current clearance level. If you believe this to be in error, enter appropriate credentials at the bottom of the document. Preliminary image of Victoria Crater, showing the location of SCP-4011. The entrance to the site is concealed beneath the ledge. Item #: SCP-4011 Special Containment Procedures: The former Provisional Area-R01 has been lost. Automated lockdown procedures are in effect, and Mobile Task Force Upsilon-53 is monitoring the facility entrance. All SCP-4011-1 instances found outside of SCP-4011 are to be destroyed on sight should not be approached or otherwise provoked until further notice. The SCPS Moksha was launched from Site-███ on 2053-01-21, carrying relief forces and supplies for the establishment of Armed Area-R02. It is expected to reach Martian orbit on 2053-08-30. Should SCP-4011-1 attempt to breach automated Area-R01 defenses before the establishment of Armed Area-R02, MTF Upsilon-53 members are advised to retreat to a safe location until Foundation rescue forces arrive. ⯈ Show Previous Special Containment Procedures ▼ Hide Previous Special Containment Procedures Notice: these procedures are outdated as of 2053-01-05. Provisional Area-R01 has been established around the entrance to SCP-4011 to facilitate exploration of the site and communication with SCP-4011-1. SCP-4011-1B and -1C instances are prohibited from leaving SCP-4011, and -1A instances must not travel beyond the isolation corridor. Mobile Task Force Upsilon-53 ("Alien Robots In Space") is assigned to monitor the isolation corridor and perform regular exploration missions within SCP-4011. Before beginning scheduled explorations, the commander of MTF Upsilon-53 is to ascertain the current mental state of SCP-4011-1. Should conditions be judged unfavorable, the exploration is to be postponed. Records obtained from SCP-4011-1 are to be relayed immediately to the RAISA Central Office at Administrative Site-██. RAISA staff may, at their discretion, administer remote amnesticization1 to personnel exposed to information classified beyond their clearance level. You have insufficient clearance to view the remainder of this section. ▼ Hide Previous Special Containment Procedures Description: SCP-4011 is a facility located within and beneath Victoria Crater on Mars. The only known entrance to the structure is an airlock hidden beneath an alcove on the northern rim of the crater. The full extent of the facility is currently unknown likely to be infinite. The architecture and symbols found within the facility are similar to those of a standard Foundation site, though the materials used for construction appear to be of Martian origin. The interior of the facility is entirely isolated from the outside, and neither traditional radio communication nor any tested anomalous communication system2 will allow a signal to pass between the facility's interior and its exterior. The internal atmosphere is comprised almost entirely of argon gas, with trace concentrations of nitrogen and carbon dioxide. SCP-4011-1 is the designation given to a large-scale, distributed anomalous artificial intelligence system within SCP-4011, comprised of a large number3 of robotic beings, each individually sapient yet also interconnected into an overall hierarchy.4 SCP-4011 is inhabited solely by instances of SCP-4011-1, which perform various maintenance and administrative tasks. SCP-4011-1 instances show a large degree of variation in form; the 3 currently-known categories of instance have been designated SCP-4011-1A through -1C, and are described below. ⯈ Show Designation Categories ▼ Hide Designation Categories Note that recordings from Incident 4011-28 show multiple SCP-4011-1 instances which do not appear to correspond with known -1 sub-designations. As such, this table should not be considered complete. Designation Appearance Observed Function SCP-4011-1A Humanoid androids made of a polished, metallic material. Height tends to vary between 1.7 and 2.5 meters. Body shapes and proportions correspond to those of humans, though they lack fine detail or facial features. General maintenance tasks and communication with other beings. Observations during Incident 4011-28 indicate that they may serve as higher-level coordinating nodes in the hierarchy, directing other instances during combat or similar activities necessitating mass organization. SCP-4011-1B Sets of metallic spheres, usually organized as a single larger sphere with a 'tail' of smaller spheres extending below it. Instances vary widely in diameter, with the smallest measuring as small as 2 centimeters in primary-sphere diameter and the largest reaching 1 meter. Instances are capable of levitation and flight through unknown means, and are also capable of receiving, transmitting, and jamming signals sent through radio-frequency and [REDACTED] channels, though instances are not thought to be immune to the effect of SCP-4011's boundary. Data storage, transmission, and processing within the SCP-4011 hierarchy, as well as covert data exfiltration from and interference with external computer systems. SCP-4011-1C Small pyramids made of the same material as -1A and -1B instances, measuring 1 centimeter to a side. Capable of exerting an anomalous force to form materials around them into arbitrary shapes, instances have often been observed to construct 'shells' around themselves when traveling outside of SCP-4011. Instances are capable of levitation and flight through unknown means. Rough construction and repair tasks. Instances do not appear to be capable of fine manipulation of materials; however, individual instances have been observed carrying masses estimated at up to 12 tonnes, and they are capable of lifting larger masses through the coordination of multiple instances. ▼ Hide Designation Categories SCP-4011-1 has demonstrated extremely in-depth knowledge of world history (and particularly the history of the Foundation), and it has shared detailed descriptions of previously-unknown events. To date, all provided information which can be verified has proven accurate. Recovered documents have been used to discover, explain, and improve upon containment procedures for more than ██ other SCP objects. As such, SCP-4011 has been classified as Thaumiel, Threat-Level Orange as of 2052-08-12. By O5 order on 2053-01-05, SCP-4011 has been reclassified as Keter, Threat-Level Orange and no further communication or interaction with SCP-4011-1 is permitted without direct approval from the O5 Council and Ethics Subcommittee on SCP-4011. SCP-4011-2 refers to level B17 of SCP-4011 and all levels below it. You have insufficient clearance to view further information about SCP-4011-2. ⯈ Addendum 1: Discovery ▼ Addendum 1: Discovery SCP-4011 was first discovered on 2006-09-30, when the Martian exploration vessel MER-B5 photographed an artificial structure bearing the Foundation logo while exploring Victoria Crater. Foundation agents embedded in NASA were able to quickly halt the initial spread of the image, administering amnestics to exposed employees and altering the rover's planned course to prevent further encounters. Due to the worrying implications of an unknown Foundation-marked structure on the surface of Mars, exploration of the anomaly was deemed a moderate priority. However, remote-operated vehicle missions in 2009 and 2012 met with failure: contact with the rovers was lost immediately upon entry due to SCP-4011's communications-blocking effect, and the vehicles' auto-pilot systems failed to guide them out of the facility. Manned missions were deemed impractical until the 2049 Three Portlands Accord eased tensions with several groups of interest, reducing the need for Foundation orbital defenses and opening unique opportunities for collaborative efforts with certain approved anomalous entities. With the assistance of GoI-1115,6 Provisional Area-R01 was established around the entrance to SCP-4011 on 2052-06-06. ⯈ Addendum 2: Contact with SCP-4011-1 ▼ Addendum 2: Discovery of SCP-4011-1 Summary of Compiled Data: SCP-4011 Exploration 2052-06-12 Target Object: SCP-4011 Relevant Foundation Assets: Mobile Task Force Upsilon-53 U53-Mallow (PSHUD #411), MTF Lead U53-Fenn (PSHUD #412), Specialist U53-Lily (PSHUD #413), Technician Note: This is a summarized overview of the first exploration into SCP-4011. For complete logs of video, network, and other sensory readings, contact the RAISA Central Office, extension 64011. Foreword: No activity was detected from SCP-4011 during the establishment of Provisional Area-R01. On 2052-06-12, MTF Upsilon-53 entered the facility for a preliminary exploration. Note: Text marked in green indicates internal communications.7 <Begin Log Excerpt, 2052-06-12 21:15 Earth-GMT> [MTF Upsilon-53 proceeds into SCP-4011 from Provisional Area-R01. Communications are cut off as the task force passes the threshold. Approximately 1 minute after entry, an SCP-4011-1A instance approaches, denoted 1A-1.] <%U53-Mallow>: Skip at 3:00 1A-1: You have entered a secure SCP Foundation facility. Please provide identification immediately. <%U53-Mallow>: Looks like we found out what happened to those rovers. < U53-Fenn>: Should we provide our auth codes? <%U53-Mallow>: I have a feeling it's that or start shooting. < U53-Lily>: Try a handshake protocol. < U53-Lily>: HP6 <%U53-Mallow>: Acknowledged. U53-Mallow: Foundation Mobile Task Force Upsilon-53, here on an approved exploration mission. Handshake protocol 6, challenge: [REDACTED]. 1A-1: Response: [REDACTED]8. U53-Mallow: Counter-Response: [REDACTED]. 1A-1: Verified. We apologize for the formalities, #411. Your task force has been cleared for entry. Do you require assistance in accessing the archives? U53-Mallow: First, we need to ask a few questions. < U53-Fenn>: Did the entity just mention your serial, Mallow? <%U53-Mallow>: Yes. It also knows the response to [REDACTED] - it could be accessing a Foundation network. < U53-Lily>: I'm checking our local. This channel might be compromised; recommend minimum of communication. < U53-Mallow>: Approved. U53-Mallow: When was this facility built, and by whom? 1A-1: Site-32M19 was constructed by the SCP Foundation. Construction began on 18538-12 538:14 FST9 and the facility was declared open on 18541-68 110:00 FST.10 U53-Mallow: What is its purpose? 1A-1: The mission statement of Site-32M19 is as follows: "To maintain a comprehensive historical archive of the SCP Foundation and its subject peoples, and to maintain the security and sovereignty of the Foundation by…" [The entity is silent for approximately three seconds.] 1A-1: Apologies. The remainder of the mission statement is classified beyond your current clearance level. < U53-Lily>: I'm seeing a lot of encrypted radio chatter. Whatever that skip is, it isn't alone. <%U53-Mallow>: How many? < U53-Lily>: At least 200 within 15 meters. Too much traffic to identify individuals. U53-Mallow: And what is our current clearance level? 1A-1: Abridged codelist: 1/GENERAL, 3/4011 and therefore 3/Site-32M19, 2/Area-R01. Would you like a full report? < U53-Fenn>: Those codes are accurate. Whatever this is, it knows more about the Foundation than we do. Recommend retreating for now - this information needs to get to command. < U53-Lily>: Seconding. These entities outnumber us and there is a good chance that they know our killcodes. <%U53-Mallow>: Approved U53-Mallow: That's not necessary at this time. We're leaving. 1A-1: Affirmative. Have a pleasant evening, #411. [MTF Upsilon-53 exits SCP-4011 without issue.] <End Log Excerpt> ⯈ Addendum 3: Excerpts from Recovered Documents ▼ Addendum 3: Excerpts from Recovered Documents Between 2052-06-12 and 2053-01-05, the RAISA Central Office received a total of 652 documents from SCP-4011-1. All documents are either large, black hard-cover books with pages in A4 size (scanned, transmitted to the RAISA Central Office, and stored on-site at Area-R01), or Foundation-Database-Protocol-compatible data files. Document Title: Biography of Ronald Esther Recovered: 2052-06-15 Type: Book - 3,581 pages. Summary: A complete biography of a prominent Serpent's Hand member, going into extremely-intimate detail regarding upbringing, philosophy, employment history, and activities as recent as 2052-06-14. Information was used to launch a raid on the subject's cell on 2052-06-20, leading to the capture of all 25 members and the disruption of a planned assault on Site-███. Amnestics administered: None. Document Title: Report: SCP-████11 Recovered: 2052-08-30 Type: FDP file - standard SCP report Summary: A document describing SCP-████. The document is similar to current Foundation documentation on SCP-████, except for the addition of a 20,532-word section labeled "Origin." This section goes into exacting detail in describing the object's creation by a branch of the Church of the Broken God in 1851. Analysis of the documentation is still ongoing, and has led to the identification of several historical figures as Church members. Additionally, a previously-unknown property of SCP-████ was discovered through analysis of tests allegedly performed during the object's creation, leading to a significant improvement in containment procedures. Amnestics administered: Remote Expungement Compulsion Signal C, administered to MTF Upsilon-53. Document Title: Ethics Committee Investigation Into O5-Council Actions Regarding [REDACTED] Recovered: 2052-12-25 Type: FDP file - Ethics Committee Investigation Report - 1,251 pages Summary: [REDACTED] Amnestics administered: Remote Expungement Compulsion Signal A, administered to MTF Upsilon-53. Targeted Memetic Amnestic 32T administered via multicast to all Area-R01 and RAISA Central Office staff under clearance 5/4011. You have insufficient clearance to view further document excerpts. ⯈ Addendum 4: Incident 4011-16 ▼ Addendum 4: Incident 4011-16 Incident 4011-16 Date: 2052-11-07 Description of Incident: During a conversation with Area-R01 Director Eva Waterford, Specialist Fenn demonstrated signs of memory compromise, referring to a nonexistent anomalous group named the "Nation of Lodia." This conversation was recorded by Area sensors, and an abridged transcript is provided below. <Begin Recording Excerpt, 2052-11-07 18:41 Earth-GMT> Specialist Fenn: I'm just worried we won't have a Foundation to come home to, with the war and all. Director Waterford: I'm sorry? Fenn: You know. I'm sure we'll beat the Lodians soon and everything will be fine, but… what if we don't? We might be trapped here for the rest of our lives! And then we'll have to figure out what to do when you humans start running out of supplies- Waterford: Fenn? Fenn: Yes? Waterford: What are you talking about? The Foundation isn't at war with anyone. [At this point, Director Waterford activates a silent alarm, summoning Area security forces.] Fenn: Director, the Nation of Lodia is the largest threat the Foundation has ever seen! We've been at war for three years! How else do you explain why we came here? Why Frostman willingly helped the Foundation, after all we've done to them? Waterford: Command Override: ████████ 312. [Fenn is paralyzed by the override command as security staff enter the room. Note that he is not rendered incapable of speech.] Waterford: Sorry, Fenn. One of us has been seriously affected by 4011. Security, place Fenn and I into isolation and raise Code █████ with Command. Fenn: Eva, we were in Site-64 when it fell!12 [Director Waterford is led away by security staff to an isolation cell. Specialist Fenn is carried to a separate cell.] <End Recording Excerpt> Resolution: After interrogation, similar memories were found in all members of Mobile Task Force Upsilon-53. All memories of the "Nation of Lodia" were expunged from task-force members using Remote Expungement Compulsion Signal E and replaced with reconstructed memories that reflect actual events. Foundation analysis of this incident indicates that SCP-4011 produces a strong memetic effect, modifying the memories of exposed personnel to include false groups and events. ⯈ Addendum 5: Exploration Log 2052-12-26 ⯈ Addendum 6: SCP-4011-2 ⯈ Addendum 7: Incident 4011-28 You have insufficient clearance to view further addenda. To access all parts of this file: ENTER LEVEL 5/4011 CREDENTIALS HERE Footnotes 1. Utilizing Targeted Memetic Amnestic 32T or an approved Remote Expungement Compulsion Signal, as the situation warrants. 2. See Testing Log 4011-C for a full record of attempted communication methods and failure modes. 3. The full extent of SCP-4011-1 is unknown; however, more than 3,800 unique instances were observed during Incident 4011-28. 4. The effect is similar to a "hive mind", though it is organized into tight groupings which form a tree structure. 5. Commonly known as the "Opportunity" Mars rover. 6. The cooperation of GoI-1115, Frostman Robotics (formerly Anderson Robotics until 2044-01-01) has proven particularly useful in conducting extraplanetary Foundation operations, as agents constructed to their standards show the ability to work autonomously in hostile atmospheric conditions for extended periods of time. 7. PSHUD units are capable of communicating through a secure, ad-hoc wireless network with a manufacturer-provided optimum range of 150 meters. It is likely that this communication was intercepted by SCP-4011-1. 8. Valid. 9. Dates given by SCP-4011-1 are always provided in this format. Correlation with known historical events indicates that this date corresponds to 1551-03-30. 10. 1552-11-11. 11. Before the recovery of this document, the original creators of SCP-████ were unknown. 12. Fenn had been assigned to Site-64 before the formation of MTF Upsilon-53, where he had served as a research assistant for SCP-140 and SCP-3560. However, no significant containment breaches or outside hostile operations occurred during this time. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4011" by incidental_cabbage, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4011. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Image 1 Filename: Victoria_Crater.png Name: File:Victoria crater from HiRise.jpg Author: NASA/JPL/University of Arizona License: Public Domain Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Victoria_crater_from_HiRise.jpg
SCP-4012	euclid	A significant location within SCP-4012. Item #: SCP-4012 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4012-1 is, itself, surrounded with a 3 meter high security fence topped with coiled barbed wire, and accessed through a Level 8 Standard Pedestrian Security Gate, staffed by two personnel from Provisional Site-30. This fence and gate have been set up under the guise of a US Military installation, and appropriate signage has been erected. The entire structure is to surround SCP-4012-1 at a distance of 1 kilometer. All personnel monitoring expeditions are to take twenty minute shifts to negate the psychological effects of viewing the interior of SCP-4012. Personnel finishing shifts are to be blindfolded and made to lie down in a darkened room for a minimum of an hour, under the supervision and care of the site psychologist, and rotated out to normal duty after two hours. All access to the unredacted transcripts and video logs of expeditions into SCP-4012 are to be protected by Bergman/Lynch incapacitation memetic videos. The Department of Memetics has analyzed memetic corruption within the logs for SCP-4012 and decided that the footage in the Bergman/Lynch memes should be sourced from horror films and uploaded to a private Youtube channel for maximum effectiveness. Under no circumstances is footage from poetry readings, science fiction movies, or religious sermons to be used in the footage, as these sources directly increase the memetic effects of unredacted content. Use of films containing amateurish acting, or acting which does not reflect realistic behavior, is recommended. All memetic corruption is in the process of being edited out of documents. However, as some of this content is the only record of certain aspects of SCP-4012, research is currently ongoing. Personnel wishing to read unedited documents without experiencing the full memetic effects must first consume a standard dose of agnostics. No non D-Class personnel are to enter SCP-4012. All personnel entering SCP-4012 are to be considered not lost but normal1. Description: SCP-4012 is a large extra-dimensional space resembling Earth, but displaying significant deviations in terms of space, chronological procession, and dominant species. Certain elements within SCP-4012 have a memetic effect on those remotely or directly viewing the interior. This memetic effect is likely corollated with viewer perceptions of religion and normality. These elements directly impact the physiological and psychological makeup of a viewer who has prolonged exposure to the interior. (See Addendums) Locations within SCP-4012 correspond to regions but not to distinct settlements and places. SCP-4012 is surrounded by SCP-4012-1, a large plastic fence with a perimeter of 27 kilometers, located in the forest outside Camden, Maine, itself with a simple latching metal gate. A rough hiking path begins outside SCP-4012-1 and appears to extend into the early portions of SCP-4012-1. It is unknown who constructed SCP-4012-1; the gate and fence have no identifying marks except a small, spray painted logo resembling a dock, located on the underside of the gate. The internal area that SCP-4012-1 encloses is impossible to measure because any subject entering SCP-4012-1 also immediately enters SCP-4012. Foundation expeditions have determined a point roughly 135 meters along the path segment that initially runs through SCP-4012 where it is possible for one to turn around and retrace their steps to SCP-4012-1 without becoming subject to the effects of SCP-4012, but this location is not consistent. Attempts to return to the gate past this position fail due to sudden inconsistent geography. Dominant species within SCP-4012, collectively designated SCP-4012-2, vary based on entrant. Streamed video and radio can penetrate SCP-4012 with ease, however GPS has failed to locate subjects within, and satellite imagery shows empty forest. Most entrants to SCP-4012 follow a similar experience involving an eventual presumed cessation of life. All do not return. + ADDENDUM: EXPED-ALPHA3-UNREDAC LEVEL 5/4012 REQUIRED - ACCESS GRANTED. REMOVING SAFETY INTERLOCKS CONCIOUSNESS DETECTED Welcome, authorized personnel. This is the first expedition that displayed the interior of SCP-4012 in full. Previous expeditions lost contact with the subject after the 135 meter mark. The exterior of SCP-4012 D-112 stands outside of SCP-4012-1. He is a man in his late twenties. The weather that day is cloudy and somewhat rainy. D-112 has received an optical implant that streams video to Command, and is connected via an earpiece. He is also wearing an electric shock bracelet. D-112: Alright, so I just walk along this path, see what happens? That it? Command: That’s it. D-112: Is anything gonna jump out at me? Like, a big slimy monster with twelve limbs or something? Command: No, we don’t think so. As far as we can tell it’s pretty normal in there. D-112: If it’s so normal, why am I going in? Command does not answer. D-112: So, I’ll just head in, then. Command: Yes, please do so. The delay from Command has been logged, but cannot be accounted for. D-112 unlatches the gate and begins walking down the path. The first 23 meters proceed without incident. Command: D-112, can you please describe your surroundings? D-112: Sure, looks like Maine coastal forest, alright. Pretty similar to where I grew up, around Boothbay. That’s about an hour from here. Lots of spruce, moss, this trail has roots in it. Bit of a saltwater smell. Ahead on the path, there is a rustling noise. Two figures, appearing to be an overweight man and woman in hiking clothes, briefly appear walking ahead of D-112 before rounding a corner and turning away. D-112: You saw that, right? Command: Indeed we did, D-112. You’re going to be just alright. Nothing is going to hurt you. It’s probably just some sort of refraction from the path in times before2. Like, other people who’ve entered SCP-4012. You’re fine. D-112: I thought you said they weren’t going to hurt me. Command: They probably won’t. Just proceed, that would be appreciated. D-112: Alright. I’ll keep my distance though. D-112 continues along the path for several more meters. Birdsong gradually ceases and no longer becomes audible. After about seventeen minutes D-112 appears to have proceed 100 meters. The time discrepancy is noted. The path at 100 meters After 112 meters, D-112 begins whistling the song “It Was A Very Good Year” by Frank Sinatra. Command: Please stop whistling. D-112 does not comply. Command attempts to activate his emergency shock bracelet. This fails as well. The figures continually walk ahead of D-112. D-112: (singing) And I think on my life, hmmm-hmmm-mmm-mmm. Twenty-five minutes from entering SCP-4012's farther boundary, D-112 discovers the mark left by the previous D-Class expedition at the 135 meter mark. D-112: What’s going to happen to me after I step over this line? Command: We don’t know, you’re the first person to cross over with a camera that can’t be switched off. D-112: Am I going to be alright? I really don’t want to die. Command: You’re not going to die. Relax. D-112: I think I should let you know the terrain is looking somewhat different ahead. Command: How so? D-112: I don't know. It's looking more manicured, if I guess that's the right word. There's a lot more ferns and things that are on the forest floor. It's kind of pretty actually3. Command: Noted. Proceed with caution. D-112: Okay. (D-112 takes several deep, slow breaths before proceeding, steadying himself and calming himself.) D-112 crosses the line and begins to proceed down the path into SCP-4012. As he previously noted, the ferns and shrubs on the forest floor appear less like naturally growing plants and more like an artificial attempt at recreating a forest. Small signs appear next to the plants around the 140 meter mark, identifying the species names in Latin as well as the common names in a variety of languages. Frame by frame playback shows the languages to include English, French, Hindi, Wei Bei Font, Hopi, Adytite, Proto-Hungaric, Simplified Mu, Daevic, phonetically spelled Proto-Uralic and several unknown languages with curving and geometric characters. D-112 does not stop to inspect the signs.// The hikers are still ahead of D-112. It is now sunny. At the 50 meter mark, the trees move from coniferous coastal forest to deciduous oak and ash. Flowering plants native to various regions across in the world appear in mulch beds. Command: D-112, could you stop to inspect the various plantings around you? D-112 does not stop. Command: D-112, please respond. D-112 appears not to hear Command. The path beneath his feet changes to solid pine needles and soon to gravel. The forest is thinning out significantly and the path appear to branch ahead. D-112 does not stop. Changes in the terrain Command: D-112 if you do not respond or follow orders we will be forced to activate your shock bracelet, is that understood? D-112 looks down to idly scratch a mosquito bite on his wrist. The shock bracelet is missing. Command: D-112, how did you remove your shock bracelet? Please answer the question now. If you didn't remove your shock bracelet, was there some effect of SCP-4012 that you felt? D-112 does not respond. He reaches a fork in the path and proceeds left. He is no longer in a forest but instead in some sort of botanical garden. There are plants from across Earth side by side in beds together. The environment's new appearance Command: D-112? The path passes by a fountain. D-112 does not turn to look at it. The water in the fountain appears to be moving more thickly than normal water, and has a slight purple tint. He continues walking through the gardens. Command: D-112, please respond. There is a bend in the path. A figure appears to be pushing a wheelchair with another figure, but they are obscured by an overgrown bush. Command: D-112, say something! Respond! Can you hear us? The figures appear around the corner. The first figure is a humanoid entity dressed in nurse's scrubs with no facial features, aside from a large human-like mouth located in the center of its head. It is pushing a catatonic male human dressed in an orange D-Class jumpsuit. Neither of the two acknowledge D-112, and he does not acknowledge them. Command: Get out of there. D-112 keeps walking, occasionally glancing up to briefly look at trees or large plants. His eyes linger briefly on an unknown tree covered in thorns. Another humanoid mouth-entity walks by, dressed in a suit and quickly carrying a clipboard. It is presumed now that this species is this iteration's version of SCP-4012-2. Command: D-112, get out of there now. If you can still hear us, please turn back. D-112 continues to walk through the gardens. He comes across a large, neatly mown field which the path intersects. Throughout it, human individuals dressed as D-Class, hikers, and in various indigenous costumes wander. Two individuals resemble the hikers D-112 saw earlier. Another resembles himself. Mouth-entities dressed as nurses tend to humans, while others dressed as gardeners tend the plants. All are silent. One gardener mouth-entity gives a cheerful wave and smile to D-112, who waves back. The gardener mouth-entity vocalizes a series of gurgling growls to D-112, who does not respond aside. D-112 keeps walking. Command: D-112, please listen. Do not interact with them. The structure There is a large wooden building ahead with large glass doors. An image of a dock decorates the doors. Mouth-entities bustle in and out. D-112 walks towards it. Command: Do not go in there. Turn back now! D-112 walks up to the doors and pushes them inwards. Attempts to capture still photographs of the interior fail at this point. Command: Please turn back. The interior of the wooden building is a large lobby with skylights. There are structures similar to a customs or border checkpoint with queues with one way gates. Mouth-entities in booths are at the end of each queue. Aside from them, D-112 appears to be alone. Command: If you go through those gates, you can't come back. You still have a choice. Come back now. D-112 proceeds down the empty queue. Command: Please!4 D-112 approaches one of the booths. The mouth-entity at the counter begins to growl and gibber at him. D-112 nods and looks down. His orange jumpsuit has been replaced with a dark three piece suit. Command:D-112, please! I'm begging you, please! There's still time. Turn around and come back, please! You don't have to go there5! From his suit pocket, he removes a small blank piece of paper the size of a business card and hands it to the mouth-entity. It inspects it, inserts it in a featureless black machine behind the counter, and then returns it to D-112, who briefly nods. The entity waves D-112 through the gates. Command: No, no, no, no, no. (Command begins whimpering6) D-112 proceeds through the glass double doors at the front of the building. There is a cobblestone path with a mosaic depicting a galaxy in front, leading to an immense parking lot. There are cars of varying vintage and model, the oldest visible appearing to be from 1910 and the newest of unknown make, some lacking wheels. All cars appear to be in very clean condition. D-112 begins to walk across the lot Command has noticed that D-112 is no longer blinking. D-112 approaches a silver BMW X6 M parked nearby, opens the door, and sits in the drivers seat. The X6 M has no license plate. There is already a key in the ignition. He turns it and the car begins moving of its own accord. The countryside surrounding the building and gardens can be seen, consisting of a forest from an unknown region of the world, with significant bare patches. D-112 exits the garden/customs facility through a long driveway ending in a gate. He turns onto a long highway cutting through the forest. He drives uninterrupted for approximately thirty minutes. Command: D-112? Aside from forest, there are no landmarks on the road, and it is perfectly straight with no curves or hills. Command: D-112, I need you to answer. Abruptly, D-112 arrives at a four way intersection which did not immediately appear ahead. It is busy, and is along a main street resembling a modern American small town. A number of buildings with 1920s-1930s architecture are occupied by modern American-based chain outlets as well as specialized boutiques including probable juice bars within D-112's eyesight. He cranes his head to look both ways up the street. To the left the main-street gives way to big box stores, fast food restaurants, and a mall. Notably all text is absent from buildings, save logos. To the right it gives way to large upscale houses. D-112 turns right within a break in traffic. Command: I'm sorry. I'm so sincerely sorry. D-112 drives for approximately one kilometer before pulling into one of the driveways. Notably, all the houses are located along a river running parallel with the street. At no point previously did D-112 cross a bridge. In every backyard is a dock with a small boat anchored to it. He exits the car and approaches the front door. It is opened by a mouth entity dressed in stereotypically female costume, which gargles brightly and embraces him. It kisses D-112 on the cheek and leads him inside. Note that D-112 was homosexual, and was in a relationship with another D-Class prior to SCP-4012 assignment. Two smaller mouth entities, one in a T-shirt and shorts and one in a dress, run up and hug him, chattering and gargling all the while. D-112 does not hug them back, nor show any real reaction at all. Command: We should have done better by you. I'm sorry. The house is similar to an upper-middle class suburban house, with a television, couches and chairs, houseplants, a staircase probably leading to bedrooms, and a large kitchen with an island and dinner table. D-112 sits down at it. Command: Look, you're not a death row prisoner. We just picked you off the street and made you believe that. I'm so sorry, you were just living your life. You didn't deserve this. You had a life once. The mouth-entity, which appears to be acting as D-112's wife, brings a large pot of steaming food to the dinner table. It serves everybody. The food is a porridge-like lump of purple grains containing live, wriggling pink worms. D-112 does not react. The wife mouth-entity pours what appears to be Karo brand corn syrup over the worm-porridge. Command: Goddamnit, I'm gonna vomit. D-112 begins to eat with a spoon, very rapidly. The worms scream as he eats them. The mouth-entities chatter animatedly and appear to be attempting to make conversation with D-112. Command: We're monsters. Following dinner, D-112 ascends the staircase, gets out of his suit, and hangs it up in the closet next to a row of identical suits. He gets into blue pajamas, brushes his teeth robotically in the small bathroom with a substance identical to the worm-porridge, and goes to tuck the child mouth-entities into bed. They are both absorbed in devices similar to a smartphone or hand-held game system and do not acknowledge D-112. He stares at them for about thirty seconds, turns out the light, and then lies down in the bed intended for him. The wife mouth-entity is already lying down, nude. It has no breasts, but instead a large penis like organ where they should be. D-112 takes off his shirt and looks down at his own chest, where there is a vertical slit. The two climb into the bed and proceed to copulate. Command: I can't look away any more. I physically can't. If you're still listening D-112, I physically cannot leave my chair or alert help. It's something about you, D-1127. It always has been8. Copulation lasts two minutes, and then both parties fall over and immediately fall asleep. For the first time in hours, D-112's eyes close. Almost instantaneously, D-112 awakens in what appears to be morning. He goes to shave in the bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror. His face is slack and relaxed. There are no expressions of any kind. Notably, despite entering SCP-4012 in his late twenties, he appears to be roughly thirty years old. After getting dressed in another suit and drinking a cup of a dark liquid from a mug, D-112 climbs in the BMW X6 M and drives to an office building beyond the mall, where he takes the elevator to a cubicle in an office. Every other worker is a mouth-entity. One mouth-entity in a loose suit runs over to where D-112 is sitting. It shrieks and gibbers at him loudly. D-112 nods and begins to sort papers marked with straight horizontal lines. The mouth-entity, presumed to be the manager of the floor, walks away. The sorting continues uninterrupted for three hours. Command says nothing. D-112 leaves the office building and drives to a fast-food restaurant resembling a KFC. The family mouth-entities are present, having driven another BMW X6 M to the eatery. It is evening already. The KFC is staffed by and serving only mouth-entities; outside of the garden area, D-112 has been the only human. The family enters and orders one eight piece bucket meal and several very large soft drinks. The meal delivered, however, is more of the worm-porridge in the KFC bucket, and the soft drinks contain the corn syrup substance. The family drives home in D-112's car, having abandoned the duplicate at the restaurant. They watch a television program, consisting of a mouth entity in closeup slowly opening and closing its mouth, for ten minutes. The previous bedtime routine repeats. Command: (inaudible) The next 'day' follows similarly to the last one, only with the family eating the meal at home. D-112 appears to have aged again, and the child mouth-entities are larger. The evening includes D-112 helping the child mouth-entities with some form of homework, appearing identical to mathematics used in quantum physics. Note that the children do not ever appear to go to school. The next day after that is identical to the second day. D-112 continues to age. He appears in his early forties. Mouth-entities representing the wife mouth-entities' parents visit for dinner. They spend the entire visit screaming and chattering at each other. Eventually the father-in-law mouth entity grabs the mother-in-law mouth entity by the hair and slaps it. It takes the skin on the other's forehead and rips it off, revealing a single blind, rapidly moving eye. The mother-in-law mouth entity screams and shrieks. D-112 does not look away. The days get shorter and shorter. One day the family visits a church-like building. The stained-glass windows show various mouth-entities worshipping a large exploding star set on a grid of some kind. A mouth-entity dressed as a pastor shrieks for ten minutes before they leave. Command: What if it's not the Foundation, what if I'm the monster? Oh god, D-112. Oh god. It's all my fault. It's my fault. The town's geography is getting smaller to accommodate the shortening days. D-112 is in his early sixties by "Day 8," and the child mouth-entities are leaving in identical BMW X6 Ms, presumably for college. D-112 has said nothing. Command: Once, when I was in high school, I sexually harassed a girl. She was wearing these, these tight shorts and I complemented her rear in a leering sort of way and she got very angry and very scared. I even attempted to touch it and at that point, you know, I got very red and then I started to apologize profusely and she seemed to shrug it off but I was reported to the principal and there was all this disciplinary consequence that had to happen. It was the only time. I swear, I've tried to lead a blameless life. I've tried. I think about her face every night, D-112. Every night. Command: Since I've joined The Foundation, I've sent a million D-Class like you to your deaths. Told them it would be alright. But why? Why you? Why this town, why this anomaly? I feel so guilty, so ashamed. My eyes hurt, I can't ever atone. You're not even dead. I can't ever atone. I am stuck with my sins for eternity. I am unclean, I am unclean, I am unclean, D-112. D-112 is in his mid seventies. A full 24 hours at the monitoring site have passed but Command has not left. Command: I want to die. Day 10 is only thirty minutes, a full five minutes of which is devoted to some sort of office party for D-112's retirement. He retires for the night, forgoing sex with the wife mouth-entity. D-112 wakes up at what appears to be the middle of the night. There is a series of humming sounds. Command discovers their audio communication system is missing. He makes his way down through the backyard to the dock. He walks down the steps out to the water. He faces the opposite shore for thirty seconds before turning around to face the house. He then stares straight up at the sky. They do not match any constellations seen from any point on Earth. Analysis of D-112's focal point indicates that he is staring at the darkness between the stars. The stars begin to spin. Blossoms of color similar to phosphenes produced within the retina begins appearing between the dancing stars9. They are green and purple. D-112 begins to grunt and moan. This is the first time he has vocalized. He looks down from the moving night sky and stares straight left. The optical implant begins to move forward from his eye socket. D-112 is now yelling in pain. The implant breaks free of the optic nerve and levitates forward roughly 30 centimeters before spinning around and facing D-112. His blue pajamas are stained with blood, which is dribbling from his empty eye socket. He is sobbing from his other eye. D-112 begins to distort, growing in length while decreasing in circumference. D-112: No… The distortion on D-112 continues, and his sobbing becomes more distorted as his body grows taller and thinner. Eventually the top of his head passes out of range of the camera. He is estimated after roughly 30 seconds to be only 2 or 3 centimeters in circumference. His height cannot be determined. There is a loud sucking noise somewhere above the camera and D-112's body continues to grow thinner until it appears to vanish altogether. The humming is now 80 decibels. Between the humming and the sucking noise it is unknown how the optic implant camera can be recording sound when the earpiece is gone. The optic implant rotates upwards, towards the blossom of color. It very quickly speeds upwards, gaining escape velocity very quickly. There is no sign of atmospheric friction or G-force on the optic implant, and it quickly escapes the atmosphere. Objects similar to asteroids, planets, stars, nebulas, and then galaxies appear as the implant increases its speed. Eventually all the implant passes are various gas clouds, which it continues to speed through very quickly, then nothing. Suddenly there are blinding, large flashes of light surrounding the implant. The structure of space around it appears to twist and bend. The humming has transformed into a kind of screaming. Large collections of electrically charged matter, producing light, flash around the implant. It begins to sail past the universe itself10. The space around the implant appears to twist into a three dimensional slice of a six-dimensional Calabi-Yau quintic manifold. The implant enters it. The implant bumps into the back of itself. A line of it stretches infinitely. Complex, monochromatic prism like images spin around it. The manifold breaches11 and begins to high straightaway farrow bridges turning twisting beyond the mesh12 at the bottom of a long tunnel wherein the light13 begins and the Dedekind Infinite is dancing at the end of the number line14 An unmade bed in a distant place sleeping straight up our hidebounded decaying muscles are not our own and we are stacked puppets begging controlled by other puppet15 and it spirals and spirals and the darkness keeps eating chomp hooray its way up the puppet stack16 sleeping standing up17 mI woke and dreamed a thousand million dreams weaving and twisting your way in and out of your skull a thousand monsters screaming wavy thing and there18 There is no time there19. we are sailing in deep waters now20 be yond the breakers21 whose any mystery makes every man’s flesh put space on;and his mind take off timewhose any mystery makes every man’s flesh put space on;and his mind take off timewhose any mystery makes every man’s flesh put space on;and his mind take off timewhose any mystery makes every man’s flesh put space on;and his mind take off time22 Boy: What happened here?23 spinning24 spinning sound boom25 glorious chant do not be afraid26 entering love glorious27 void immense infinite void comforting and terrifying knowledge28 no space Hello, my child Everything shrinks inwards before There is a pop noise, and the optic implant falls to the forest floor on the other side of SCP-4012. Further tests have yielded similar results depending on origin of the subject sent in. Containment procedures have been updated in light of this test. Further information on the varying experiences of those entering SCP-4012 have been logged in Supplemental Document 4012/1. This document's memetic corruption is currently in the process of repair and review. Dr. Raymond Brakstein, acting Command, has posthumously been awarded the Foundation Star. Footnotes 1. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 2. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 3. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 4. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 5. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 6. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 7. This statement has been flagged for potential memetic corruption. 8. 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SCP-4013	pending	Alexander the Great Enters Babylon, by Charles le Brun, believed to incorporate a depiction of SCP-4013 Item #: SCP-4013 Special Containment Procedures: The formal containment of SCP-4013 is currently pending awaiting the construction of a chamber capable of nullifying SCP-4013's unique temporal properties. Such a chamber is currently under construction at Secure Site(s) 19, 45, 76, and/or ███. Afterwards, a formal set of special containment procedures will be written up before SCP-4013 is formally contained and classified. Construction of this chamber is expected to be completed in the near future, barring any delays from external circumstances that cannot be directly attributed to the Foundation's modus operandi. Examples of this includes but are not limited to: Individuals or groups of interest whose modus operandi the Foundation or its assets have no direct control over. Containment breaches as a result of insufficient, but not inappropriate, secure containment procedures. Containment breaches as a result of anomalies or anomalous objects not currently in secure containment with the Foundation. Containment breaches as a result of irresponsible Foundation staff members. Natural disasters. Bad luck. In the meantime, under any given moment SCP-4013 is to remain under the security of Mobile Task Force(s) Upsilon-15, -18, -26, and/or -██ (In no particular order, designated as the "Old," "Sick," "Dead," and "Ascetic", or collectively as "Foresight"). Foresight is to supervise, observe, and accompany the transition of SCP-4013 from its point of acquisition to its eventual containment chamber at the aforementioned Foundation Secure Site(s). Description: SCP-4013 is the collective designation for SCP-████, SCP-████, SCP-████, and/or SCP-████. As such, SCP-4013 cannot be adequately described in a manner that both respects all of its parts and adheres to standard requirements. What follows is an appreciable, if disorderly, description that satisfies the Foundation's motives regarding the physical description, characteristics, and/or properties of a given anomaly, anomalous object, or a group thereof for the explicit purpose of cataloging. As the specialized chamber meant to contain SCP-4013 has not yet finished construction, SCP-4013 is to remain under the secure supervision of Foresight until formal containment can be realized. Foresight teams are outfitted with standard expeditionary equipment. Given the unique temporal properties exhibited by SCP-4013, teams are specially trained with recognizing and reacting to extreme time-related disturbances. This includes full self-discretion in regards to the transportation of SCP-4013, limited only by their order to safely and securely supervise the transportation of SCP-4013 until it can be formally contained. SCP-4013 is currently being stored, but not contained, inside of an otherwise unmarked lead-lined and metaphysically-shielded aluminum sarcophagus. This sarcophagus is only labeled with a standard SCP Item Designation label identifying its contents as SCP-4013. Because SCP-4013 is currently unclassified, this label lacks a clear indicator for its object class. Regardless of the fact this sarcophagus is presumed to hold SCP-4013, standard operating procedure should be followed in regards to the handling of questionable objects associated with the transportation of SCPs. An excerpt of these procedures from the Employee Handbook has been copied below for convenience. If the object in question features labels that are damaged, incomplete, or are otherwise unclear, the object should be treated as being associated with the related SCP. If the object classification of the related SCP is unclear, the questionable object should be assumed Keter. Use all appropriate precautions readily available to ensure the safety of personnel in the vicinity, secure the site, and contact the site directors for the delivering and receiving containment facilities. Remember, spending time is better than spending lives! SCP-4013 may change containers whenever Foresight deems it appropriate. As SCP-4013 currently exists in the present, present operating methods for the temporary storage and transportation of SCPs may apply. In the past, past methods may have been more or less suitable depending on the circumstances surrounding its secured, yet not finalized, location. The same will apply to the future. Because SCP-4013 currently exists in the present, has also existed in the past, and will continue to exist into the future, it is prudent that Foresight is capable of maintaining appreciable levels of security at any given time. Responsible parties of SCP-4013, such as Foresight, express difficulty in identity and time perception, including believing themselves to be individuals in the past and future. Parties may also believe themselves to inhabit locations distinctly not where their bodies are physically present. These claims are often supported by historical record. One noteworthy case involved a member of U-18 claiming to be a Philistine soldier who participated in the capture of the Ark of the Covenant after a battle with the Israelites around 1180 BC. This same individual also identified themselves as a member of U-██ operating outside of [DATA EXPUNGED]. Neither this individual, mobile task force, or location existed within Foundation records at this point in time. They did, however, enter Foundation databases under normal circumstances in 2044, 2051, and 2082 respectively. Investigations into this phenomena are ongoing and will be essential in understanding SCP-4013's unique temporal properties. Interviews have been conducted with this individual and select logs have been attached to this file. Show selected SCP-4013 interview logs Hide selected SCP-4013 interview logs Interviewed: Subject "Sidd," born 21 September 1962. Sidd has been a member of MTF Upsilon-18 since early 1990. Sidd has exhibited no abnormal behavior or deficiencies in their mental, physical, and emotional capacity, and has passed all regular evaluations up until the acquisition of SCP-4013. Despite the apparent mental instability, Sidd (and the rest of U-18) has been deemed psychologically stable and are allowed to remain at their posts when on duty. Sidd is only known to be fluent in the English and Spanish languages. Interviewer: Researcher "Kant," Foundation associate assigned to the SCP-4013 research team at Site-45. Kant has conducted every interview with Sidd regarding their association with SCP-4013. Kant only knows English. Interview Date: 8 March 1996 Forward: U-18 had been assisting in the observation of SCP-4013 during its temporary stay at [REDACTED] and oversaw its transportation to its temporary storage location at Site-45. Unless specified, both parties are speaking English. Kant: Please state your name for the record. Sidd: My name is Taita. Kant: Do you know where you are, Taita? Sidd stares blankly at Kant for several seconds, and then gazes around the room. He mumbles something in an unknown language. Sidd: I am in Aphek, with my men. [Then, in German:] We have just returned for battle. And we have captured their God. Sidd then goes on for 22 more seconds in an unknown language. Afterwards he points across himself, but not directly at Kant. Sidd: Of course not! We have to deliver it to its final resting place. Kant: Can you repeat that for me? Sidd: [Speaking in Sanskrit, directed towards Kant:] You can't have it. Kant: [Sighs.] I think we may be done for now. Interview Date: 10 March 1996 Forward: Speech-to-text technology with active language detection and translation has been installed in the interview room to assist Kant with the interview process. Kant is to converse with Sidd for as long as possible. If Sidd deviates and grows incoherent in regards to the current question, Kant is to forfeit the topic and proceed to the next question. Unless specified, both parties are speaking English. Kant: Please state your name for the record. Sidd: [In German:] My name is Al. [In English:] What's this all about? Kant: Well, I'm hoping you can help me with that. You have been acting abnormally since you were assigned to SCP-4013. Sidd: I don't feel… [In German:] Abnormal? I'm just doing my job. Kant: What is your job, exactly, in regards to SCP-4013? Sidd: [In Sanskrit:] I'm transporting the Kumbha to its shrine. Kant: You mean SCP-4013? Sidd responds at length in an unintelligible language. Kant: Alright… What can you tell me about the object you and your team have been assigned to supervising? Sidd: We are to escort SCP-4013 from its present location to its containment chamber for the purpose of permanent storage. Kant: And where is that? Note: At this time, the location for SCP-4013's permanent containment has not been finalized. Sidd: Is it not built yet? Kant: No, it's not. Sidd: [In Hebrew:] This is not surprising. Kant: Why is that? Where is SCP-4013 supposed to be contained? Sidd: [In Hebrew:] I'm not supposed to be here. Kant: You're not SCP-4013. Nothing is said by either party for 18 seconds. Sidd appears to be looking past Kant, who exhibits fright. Sidd: [In German:] I must return to my post. I have my orders. Future interviews with the subject Sidd have been suspended pending further review by local site administration. Interview Date: 22 March 1996 Forward: Interviews with the subject Sidd were allowed to continue per insistence from researcher Kant. Kant is to converse with Sidd for as long as possible. If Sidd deviates and grows incoherent in regards to the current question, Kant is to forfeit the topic and proceed to the next question. Unless specified, both parties are speaking English. Kant: Please state your name for the record. Sidd: My name is [Sidd], Upsilon-18. Kant: It's great to hear from you, [Sidd]. Do you know why you're here? Sidd: Not really. I've been ordered to escort SCP-4013 from its present location to its containment chamber for the purpose of permanent storage. Kant: Do you know where this location is? Sidd: [In German:] No. [In English:] Where is the rest of my team? Kant: They're currently providing security for SCP-4013 until we can figure out what it's capable of, and what it's doing to you. Sidd: It isn't doing anything to me. [In Old Norse:] My brothers and I are responsible for it. Kant: Who's responsible for SCP-4013? Sidd: We are. Kant: And… who are we? Sidd: We are the Foundation. We secure, we contain, and we protect. You, I assume, work with containment. Kant: In a manner of speaking, yes. Sidd: [In German:] I work security. Kant: And together, we protect. Sidd: [In German:] No. Not like this. Kant: Can you elaborate? Sidd: We protect you from yourselves. [In Hebrew:] We always have, and always will. That is our responsibility. Kant: What is my responsibility, then? Sidd: [In Middle Chinese:] You contain the dangers of the world. Kant: That is what we're doing here, isn't it? Sidd: Keep doing it. And allow myself and the rest of U-██ to do ours. Kant: Upsilon-…? Please state your name for the record. Sidd: [REDACTED]. Kant: Do you know why you're here, [REDACTED]? Sidd then only responds to Kant in an unknown language for several minutes. Afterwards, Kant is unable to restore communication with "[REDACTED]." The interview is then terminated. Interview Date: [REDACTED] Forward: Kant is to repeatedly ask Sidd the same set of questions until communication with "[REDACTED]" is achieved in order to learn more about SCP-4013. This same set of interviews has been going on for several days and this interview is the first time sustained communication with "[REDACTED]" has been achieved. Unless specified, both parties are speaking English. Kant: For the record, please state your name, designation, and orders. Sidd: [In Hebrew:] This is completely unnecessary. Kant: For the record, please state your name, designation, and orders. Sidd: [REDACTED], Mobile Task Force Upsilon-██, and I'm to escort SCP-4013 from its present location to its containment chamber for the purpose of permanent storage. Kant: Hello, [REDACTED]. Sidd: So we meet again. Kant: You remember me? Sidd: I remember everything. [In German:] I don't think I'll ever wrap my head around this. Kant: Stay with me, [REDACTED]. What can you tell me about SCP-4013 beyond your explicit orders? Sidd: [In German:] Nobody tells me anything. [In English:] All I know is that SCP-4013 is my responsibility. Kant: What happens if you were stop providing security for SCP-4013? Sidd: Nothing good. Kant: Can you elaborate? Sidd: [In Sanskrit:] It's our responsibility. Not yours. [In English:] It can't know. Kant: Know what? Can you elaborate? Sidd: [In German:] Keep doing your job and I'll keep doing mine. [In English:] That's the only way we can stop them from destroying everything. Kant: Who is "them?" Sidd: [Speaks in an unknown language at great length and then briefly in Hebrew:] The Devil's playthings. Kant: Can you please elaborate? Sidd: Doing your job depends on me doing my job, right? [In Hebrew:] It can't be allowed to stop. We can't allow it to end. Kant: I'm afraid I don't follow, [REDACTED]. Sidd: [REDACTED]? My name is [Sidd]. This interview was shortly terminated after Kant failed to reestablish communication with the identity "[REDACTED]." Following the conclusion of these interviews in 1997, Sidd and a few other members of U-18 received a ceremonial discharge from the Foundation. After which their abnormal behaviors disappeared. Further interviews following this discharge have shown Sidd has no recollection of any event beyond his own association with U-18 and SCP-4013. This includes remembering the previous interviews, but not recalling nor understanding his own responses with the exception of the interview(s) dated [REDACTED]. Discovery: SCP-4013 was first received by the Foundation on 23 October 1995 inside of a wooden crate with Foundation-created warning labels. It was presented by an anonymous group of nine soldiers, presumed mercenaries, to members of the then-newly formed MTF Upsilon-15. Members of U-15 recall the soldiers told them "Some things you just can't contain" before killing themselves by somehow compromising the structural integrity of their skulls and necks with a compression force of [REDACTED] psi. Identifying the remains has proved unsuccessful, but the incident is still the topic of an ongoing investigation. This investigation is currently being handled by Foundation bots and assets, focusing on records predating the acquisition of SCP-4013 per standard protocols, and will be essential in determining SCP-4013's origins. SCP-4013 was then sent to Secure Storage Site-██ with the intention of being researched, classified, and formally contained per standard operating procedure. After this process was completed, [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-4013 was found at the bottom of a crater consistent with the previous location of Site-██'s low-level containment wing. Radiation levels and seismograph readings show the destruction of Site-██ is consistent with its on-site nuclear fail-safe being detonated. A standard wooden pallet, believed to be the location of SCP-4013 as it awaited formal containment while sitting in Site-██'s medium-level storage locker per standard protocol, was also found largely intact, having only sustained damage consistent with a great fall from ground level to its location in the crater. These two are the only surviving artifacts from the event. No personnel, assets, or debris from Site-██ have since been recovered, including Site equipment and staff members and who were at the time off-site. The loss of Site-██ remains under its own investigation. Given the scope of the event and the losses sustained, this investigation is largely demanding on Foundation resources which some argue could achieve higher contributions to Foundation operations if diverted elsewhere. Formal inquires into this specific matter have been deemed low-priority by the O5 Council and will be addressed when more urgent matters are first settled. Immediately following the loss of Site-██, SCP-4013 underwent further research and cross-referencing at Site-45, where it was discovered the Foundation's history with SCP-4013 up until this point had shared many similarities with various world histories, mythologies, and cultures. In some cases, these records predate human civilization. While no concrete evidence exists to attribute SCP-4013 to these records, the similarities are uncanny. One prominent example is the Ark of the Covenant, which only achieved a permanent residence at Solomon's Temple after an estimated 900 years of relative nomadism. Shortly thereafter, the temple and the whole city of Jerusalem was destroyed. Up until this point, the Ark had no definite residence beyond the mere possession of a people or group of people. This may have also influenced the story of King Sisyphus, who in Ancient Greek mythology found punishment in the underworld by forever pushing a boulder up a hill for his arrogance towards the Gods. Other depictions, such as pre-civilization cave drawings and medieval paintings, depict a group of people carrying around a sarcophagus or cauldron-shaped object. Investigations into connections between these depictions and SCP-4013 are ongoing. As of ██ September 1996, SCP-4013 has been under the formal supervision of Foresight. At this time, construction of a containment chamber capable of nullifying SCP-4013's anomalous properties began. The supervision of SCP-4013 is expected to last until its anomalous properties are understood to a level of satisfaction comparable to current precedents, its finalized containment chamber has finished construction, and associated technologies with nullifying its unique temporal properties have finished development. These requirements are consistent with standard Foundation operating procedures in regards to the formal containment of anomalous objects such as SCP-4013.
SCP-4014	neutralized	SCP-4014 Item #: SCP-4014 Special Containment Procedures: As of July 11, 1979, SCP-4014 is to be considered Neutralized. ► View Outdated Special Containment Procedures ▼ Opened SCP-4014 is to be discontinued from use. Publicly, a cover story involving failing solar arrays and a rapidly decaying orbit is to be circulated by NASA as the reason for the cessation of further missions. Observation of SCP-4014 is to be done with orbital satellite MIMIR-1. Information gathered is to be shared with NASA at the discretion of the O5 Council. Various scientific periodicals are to publish fictitious reports describing a recently discovered solar phenomenon in which artificial satellites are temporarily obscured from observation. Description: SCP-4014 is the American space station Skylab, launched in 1973 by the National Aeronautics and Space Administration for conducting manned experiments in Earth's orbit. SCP-4014 was designed to house up to three crew-members. SCP-4014 is host to a variety of anomalous activity with no apparent source. The anomalous activity serves as the onset for a Phase-Event, in which SCP-4014 will disappear from its orbit around the Earth. Phase-Events occur with no set timing, and typically last for several days to weeks. At the conclusion of a Phase-Event, SCP-4014 will return to its projected orbital path. In all cases, the crew on board will not be present upon its return. In all observed cases, the reentry module or space capsule will also be missing. Addendum: Neutralization Following the events of Incident_4014_10 [See Below], all planned missions to SCP-4014 were cancelled, and SCP-4014 was considered abandoned by NASA. Over the next few years SCP-4014 continued to experience Phase-Events, albeit with decreased frequency. In 1978, NASA confirmed that SCP-4014 had experienced rapid orbital decay beyond expected projections, and was slated to reenter Earth's atmosphere around July 11th, 1979. As predicted, SCP-4014 entered the Earth's atmosphere on July 11th, breaking up over the Pacific Ocean. A combined Foundation/NASA operation was able to secure 97% of the wreckage, which was deemed non-anomalous in nature. After observation, the remains of SCP-4014 were re-classified as Neutralized. Addendum: Reported SCP-4014 Incidents_1_8 May 30th, 1973 The crew of SCP-4014 reports a repetitive knocking sound on the door of the airlock module, as well as the observation window. A source is never identified. Knowledge of the incident is internally suppressed by various administrators within NASA. \| June 1st, 1973 During a routine spacewalk, crew-member John Wilkins reports a pushing sensation on his back before he is ejected from SCP-4014. In the half hour it takes for his crew-mates to retract his emergency tether, John is seemingly tugged around in multiple directions as if by force. \| June 7th, 1973 The Soviet Orion 2 space telescope experiences an almost total systems failure when its orbit approaches SCP-4014. The crew of the Orion 2 is reportedly killed when they attempt to evacuate. The incident is quickly covered up and covertly classified by the Soviet Union. Political repercussions are avoided by the intervention of both the Foundation and GRU Division "P". Soviet leadership is given heavily redacted information regarding SCP-4014, expressly without approval of NASA or the United States. \| June 9th, 1973 The crew of SCP-4014 reports they are unable to visually perceive planet Earth. This lasts for 24 hours. \| June 13th, 1973 NASA loses contact with SCP-4014 for approximately 4 hours. Upon the reestablishment of radio contact, all on-board cameras are found to have stopped working. \| June 15th 1973 Crew aboard SCP-4014 report the presence of a fourth crew-mate, but are unable to provide exact details regarding the individual. The unknown entity eventually opens the airlock module, steps inside, and is not reported again. \| June 19th, 1973 President Richard Nixon is briefed on SCP-4014 and expresses concern over the mental health of those aboard, as well as the danger posed by the anomalous activity. Due to events unrelated to SCP-4014, communications between the Foundation and the White House break down, and Nixon orders those aboard SCP-4014 back to Earth. \| June 22nd, 1973 The crew of SCP-4014 prepares for departure. When the Command/Service Module detaches for reentry procedure, SCP-4014 undergoes a Phase-Event which lasts for two and a half hours. When the Phase-Event ends the module fails to return with the rest of SCP-4014. The crew is considered MIA. Addendum: Incident_4014_9 Following the loss of the original NASA astronaut crew, the Foundation drew up plans to conduct experiments with SCP-4014. Based on the assumption that the module had failed to return because it had been detached during the Phase-Event, the O5 Council voted in favor of conducting further manned missions. Tensions between the Foundation and President Richard Nixon reached their height in August of 1973, partly in response to Foundation activity both for and against the United States as well as the Soviet Union. On August 23rd, President Nixon authorized NASA to carry out its second planned Skylab mission. Foundation requests for involvement were diplomatically ignored, and the mission commenced on August 25th with the launch of a Saturn IB rocket. Ten minutes into the docking procedure, SCP-4014 became partly intangible, causing the Command/Service Module to drift into the space it formerly occupied. Radio transmissions from the crew indicated no adverse effects as a result. Approximately an hour after the start of the incident a Phase-Event occurred, lasting 26 days. The crew as well as the Service/Command Module were missing upon the return of SCP-4014. President Nixon, in a diplomatic gesture, asked the Foundation to conduct cover-up operations, removing the record of the second Skylab mission from public knowledge. This was accomplished through a joint Foundation/UIU operation. Addendum: Incident_4014_10 Due to the loss of two Command/Service Modules, NASA was unable to conduct further Skylab Missions. The Foundation reached out to the Soviet Union and made an agreement to reach SCP-4014 using a Russian Proton-K rocket in exchange for sharing any information gathered. Three D-Class with military history were selected and given brief astronaut training: D-4K01 D-4K02 D-4K03 On November 16th, 1973, the Proton-K successfully reached SCP-4014. The crew was ordered to prepare themselves for a Phase-Event and set up a series of cameras and audio devices. Three days later, on November 19th, a Phase-Event occurred and contact with SCP-4014 was lost. The Phase-Event lasted for 39 days and resulted in further political turmoil between the Foundation, the White House, and the Soviet Union. Upon return, the crew of SCP-4014, as well as the Soyuz Descent Module, were reported missing. On January 1st, 1980, a series of video recordings were transmitted to NASA Mission Control, and quickly secured by the Foundation. They have been transcribed below. VIDEO LOG [BEGIN LOG] 0:49 0:01: The camera focuses on the observation window of SCP-4014. D-4K01 is seen looking out. He points at the camera, then to the window and gives a thumbs up. 0:05: D-4K02 is shown gathering supplies. D-4K03, who is presumed to be operating the camera, asks if they should bring anything else. D-4K02 points at the camera and replies with "Plenty of tape". 0:47: The camera cuts to D-4K01 and D-4K02 pushing duffel bags through the observation module. D-4K01 motions towards the observation window, stating "Get a good shot." 0:49: D-4K03 films out of the window for several minutes. 0:58: The camera is set down, observing a wall marked with 38 tally marks. [END LOG] VIDEO LOG [BEGIN LOG] 0:01: D-4K01 and D-4K02 are seen climbing into the Soyuz Descent Module. The camera follows them inside, before D-4K03 presumably closes the hatch. 10:13 4:05: The hatch opens, and light filters in. D-4K03 climbs out with the camera. He films what appears to be an ocean expanding in every direction. D-4K01 is seen climbing out as well, and motions towards a distant shape, stating, "Land ahoy!". 8:47: The shape in the distance is now closer, and is confirmed to be a coastline. D-4K01 and D-4K02 are seen with makeshift paddles aboard an emergency raft. 10:13: The coast takes up the majority of the camera frame. Off-camera, D-4K03 asks, "Now what?" to which there is no reply. [END LOG] VIDEO LOG 0:42 [BEGIN LOG] 0:01: D-4K01 and D-4K02 are seen walking through a forest. The camera focuses on the ground, revealing a patchwork of different types of grass, soil, and sod. 1:23: D-4K01 motions the others to stop. He points at several trees, noting that they appear to be completely identical. He also notes that there has been no sign of wildlife since their arrival. 2:09: The group stops for a break. D-4K02 and D-4K03 discuss the features of the surrounding landscape, while D-4K01 organizes their remaining supplies. 3:25: The group sets out again. D-4K03 stops the tape as night falls. [END LOG] VIDEO LOG [BEGIN LOG] 2:01 0:01: The camera turns and points at what appears to be an abandoned shack. D-4K01 is heard arguing against entering, stating that it shouldn't be there. D-4K02 argues that they need shelter, while D-4K03 maintains a neutral opinion. Eventually D-4K01 sets off on his own, and the others go with him. 1:01: The group approaches a shack identical to the one seen earlier. D-4K01 begins to accuse D-4K02 of taking them in circles, but is reminded that he has been leading the group. D-4K03 notes the geography is slightly different around the building. The group decides to move onward. 2:01: The group encounters the same shack as before. D-4K02 and D-4K03 argue that they should look inside, and D-4K01 relents. The camera shows D-4K02 approach the entrance, and then cuts off. [END LOG] VIDEO LOG [BEGIN LOG] 0:10 0:01: D-4K03 is shown standing in a doorway. 0:10: The footage cuts to D-4K02 entering the shack. The interior is cluttered, but there are no objects with recognizable labels or branding. D-4K01 is heard exclaiming something, and the camera turns around. 0:34: The camera is obscured by the floor, but vague yelling is heard. 0:36: D-4K03 is observed running through the forest. He points the camera behind him, and the trees are observed closing in around him. 0:47: The same shack is observed. D-4K03 is heard weeping. He turns the camera around, and the same shack is shown on his side. He repeats the gesture, with the shack always appearing in the direction he faces. 0:50: The camera is placed on a table, and D-4K03 is seen laying on the floor in a fetal position. The walls of the shack begin to shake, and the floor is observed cracking. 1:00: The floor splits open as a massive sinkhole emerges, swallowing D-4K03 and the building whole. 1:04: The camera finally lands, and the lens cracks. The still bodies of D-4K01 and D-4K02 can be observed lying nearby. Next to them are several decaying spacesuits. A few of the suits are emblazoned with a gold hammer and sickle. 4:26: The same scene is recorded for several hours. At one point movement is detected, but the camera runs out of film shortly after. [END LOG]
SCP-4015	esoteric-class	WARNING ACCESS TO THE FOLLOWING FILE IS RESTRICTED TO FOUNDATION ARCHIVISTS. Item #: SCP-4015 Level 4/4015 Archival Special Containment Procedures: Archaeological data regarding SCP-4015 is to be suppressed from the public and all digs at SCP-4015 sites are to be performed under the guise of non-anomalous archaeological research. A disinformation campaign is to ensure that mainstream historical works do not include any information regarding SCP-4015. Various provisional Foundation sites have been established near active SCP-4015 dig sites. Due to its connection with anomalous objects, personnel are to closely monitor SCP-4015 ruins for any signs of anomalous activity. Access to knowledge regarding SCP-4015 is restricted to high ranking personnel and Foundation archivists. Due to the nature of SCP-4015, access to knowledge regarding the object has been deemed unnecessary for individuals that are not directly connected with its research or containment process. Local governments have been informed of SCP-4015's existence and are cooperating with the Foundation to streamline research and ensure adequate containment. Description: SCP-4015 refers to the ruins of an ancient civilization dating from the late Bronze Age to the mid-twelfth century BCE. Its territory roughly corresponds to modern day northern Saudi Arabia, southern Iraq, southern Syria, and western Jordan. It appears that the society was highly militant and exerted significant political, military, and economic influence on its neighbors in Mesopotamia and the Levant. SCP-4015 has been found to be culturally consistent with the contemporary nomadic Arabian tribes that existed along its borders, however it was noticeably influenced culturally by the urban civilizations to its north in the Greater Levant. Linguistically, SCP-4015 seems to have used Babylonian language in its writings in order to better communicate with its neighboring states2. Notably, SCP-4015 lacks any evidence of state level religion, with only a small number of personal religious items being recovered from its archaeological sites. Literate individuals in SCP-4015, along with other civilizations in the Levant were known to only refer to the civilization as "The Keepers" however in some cases foreign cultures were known to refer to SCP-4015 as "The Heretics." SCP-4015, for the most part, lacked the urbanization associated with other Bronze Age political entities at this time. However, in spite of its sparse population, it was a highly unified and organized society. SCP-4015 was a literate society which possessed knowledge of mathematics3, physics, chemistry, and medicine far beyond its contemporary neighbors. Moreover, translations of preserved documents suggests that SCP-4015 was ruled by a single continuous ruling council for the duration of its history. Based on records kept by the ruling council, SCP-4015 seems to have possessed a long-term goal of limiting the influence of anomalies in its sphere of influence. In order to accomplish this, SCP-4015 developed an extensive network of fortresses and sites which were designed to contain anomalies recovered by the population of SCP-4015. Records of SCP-4015 created by neighboring civilizations characterize the culture as a warlike and heretical one. They are recorded to have looted temples, killed priests, and stolen religious artifacts. Many writers of this time also express disdain for the influence of SCP-4015, citing that its incredibly powerful military and raiding tactics forced the most powerful kingdoms in the region to cooperate with them. It should be noted that all religious items acquired through SCP-4015's military activities were anomalous in nature and were not treated in a religious manner by the authorities of SCP-4015. SCP-4015 also possessed technology beyond the scope of all other Bronze Age civilizations. Among these are its settlements, which were confined to small fortresses never exceeding a few thousand citizens. They were extremely sustainable and efficient, however, having been built for long term habitation. Its military technology was also on par with later Iron Age kingdoms rather than its contemporaries. This likely is why it was able to defeat every military opponent it faced. SCP-4015's distinctive pattern of settlement shows that each settlement was organized around the containment of certain anomalies, most of which were taken from neighboring kingdoms and tribes. This also yields further evidence towards the highly centralized nature of SCP-4015. Below is a Document recovered from Site-1/4015 detailing the containment of what was considered an extremely dangerous anomaly by SCP-4015's rulers. It should be noted that the translation of this document is unclear at points. "Bull of Heaven" Recovered from Uruk Highly Unstable [translation unclear] The beast is to be sealed 3 [units?] underground such that it cannot open a hole to the outside, a fortress must protect the entrance to its prison. It is to have each of its legs bound by iron chains and a rope is to be tied to its tail such that its tail is always being pulled. A strong metal mask is to be put on the creature to diminish its destructive gales. The gate to its chamber must be guarded by more than a dozen soldiers at all times, if it must be killed, a single guard is to use the sword recovered from Uruk to cut its back. Two cisterns have been dug so as to flood the Bull's chamber should efforts to stop it fail. Ideally this should drown the creature, however based on past experiences, the bull will return to life several days after drowning. To prevent it from taking the lives of its guards, the walls of the chamber are plated with lead, the floor is covered in gold. Numerous pots have been filled with an acidic substance, filled with a bronze cylinder, and an iron rod. This creates energy that can be transferred through the gold floor and will interfere with the spiritual powers of the beast. It is important to replace these pots frequently, as they are admittedly inefficient. The Legendary Bull of Heaven was taken from Uruk after its king refused to give up on his heathen ways. By taking the beast we have saved the world from years of famine. The beast can breathe with such great force that it creates large holes in the ground, the [unknown, possibly "shock wave"] is lethal, indeed no mortal army can stand before this creature. The being is associated with death among the Sumerians. It seems that once a day, the beast can "will" death upon nearby humans, killing them instantly. It seems that whatever phenomenon the being uses to carry the [Force?] is mitigated by heavy metals like lead. It has been found that the magnetic phenomenon that creates [Shock?] can interfere further with this power. Only the sword that belonged to the mighty Gilgamesh can cut its skin, therefore it must be used to slay the beast should its mighty prison fail to hold it. The site believed to correspond with this document was recovered along with the skeleton of a massive bovine creature with a sword made from an unknown metal lodged in the entity's back. The site4 also served as the first hard evidence of direct SCP-4015 involvement in containing anomalies, since then over ███ ancient containment sites have been recovered. Site-1/4015 It appears that the Capital of SCP-4015 was a city-like settlement located at the heart of its proper territory which has been designated as Site-1/4015. Along with a large residential area, the majority of the site was dedicated to a massive administrative complex that oversaw the activities of all other SCP-4015 sites. This complex also possessed a massive library that served as the source for the majority of SCP-4015 literature. Of note are thirteen especially large fortified houses that likely served as a residence for the rulers of SCP-4015. The houses are clustered around a large gathering space that likely served as the capital building of the government. Additionally, a large palace-like structure of unknown function is present at the site. The following document details the initial findings and thoughts regarding an excavation performed under Doctor Hertz which yielded evidence suggesting that SCP-4015 and Site-1/4015 were likely destroyed by an anomaly whose abilities exceeded their ability to contain it. It is likely that nearby kingdoms took advantage of this anomaly, believing that it would allow them to be freed of what they believed was religious oppression at the hands of SCP-4015. Metal artifact composed from SCP-████, origin of the material is unknown. Excavation Of Site-4015/1 Performed By Foundation Archaeological Division 3 Under Doctor Hertz Location: Site-1/4015, Saudi Arabia Date: 2/4/19██ Findings: When we initially excavated the site we found an extremely advanced settlement that, in numerous ways, had well surpassed its contemporaries. Its water management system was incredibly advanced, it was able to store and distribute large amounts of potable water to the population of the site through a series of underground pipes and cisterns. The sewer system leads to a large series of hydraulic works that is unparalleled in the Bronze Age Middle East. Chemical analysis of the system shows that it might have actually been an attempt at sewage treatment by the population of SCP-4015 in and attempt to conserve, and possibly reuse water. It also maintained what we dubbed "vertical farms." Presumably using a complex array of mirrors to reflect sunlight, they created multi story compact buildings for agricultural purposes. We even find evidence for a primitive attempt at hydroponics. This is likely an attempt at circumnavigating the lack of arable land surrounding the site. Another example of the advanced technology present at the site was its near industrial production of weaponry. We find forges clustered together into factory-like structures. These structures have what has been dubbed an "assembly room" which is a large space with unusual equipment that presumably was used for the production of various sorts of weaponry on the site. Notably a few metal "cannon balls" were found that were made of an unknown anomalous element, similar in structure to SCP-████5. Whats unusual about the site other than being another display of the impressive technological capabilities of SCP-4015 was its destruction. Hume analysis allows us to conclude that there was an unusual spike in anomalous activity around the Bronze Age Collapse. However there are no sites in the ancient middle east that show evidence of being destroyed via an extra-normal event. Site-1/4015 is the first site to provide us evidence for anomalous damage. While the site is actually quite intact, its clear that most of the site's inhabitants were killed. To properly visualize and understand the destruction of Site-1/4015 we must start outside of the site itself. Several kilometers outside of the site we find an ancient blast crater with trace amounts of SCP-████ indicating that they used their primitive explosive weapons for defense of the site. While we do not know what its target was, we do know that it failed to kill it. In fact, only a small stockpile of SCP-████ was recovered from Site-1/4015. Based on this it was clearly scarce and rarely used, indicating that the military SCP-4015 had likely exhausted nearly all other options for its defense. Based on weapon findings, we can conclude that a large battle took place a few hundred meters outside of the settlements walls in the same direction as the blast crater. Interestingly we find that there are an incredibly small number of corpses from the army that opposed SCP-4015. On the other hand the army of SCP-4015 saw vast casualties, yet only a few of them were from traumatic injuries caused by metal weapons. Some skeletons have charred portions, with some parts of the remains appearing to have been vaporized. The vast majority of remains however, show no signs of injury, indeed there is no evidence for anything that could have killed them. There were not just two opposing armies present, rather we find that the army that engaged SCP-4015 was carrying weapons and armor from all over the Levant. This was a coalition. We find Assyrians, Akkadians, even Amorites fighting side by side. We also found Egyptian chariots and Scythian short swords. We find individuals in Akkadian armor with weapons made from a reddish variety of bronze that we traced all the way to China, and genetic testing shows that these same individuals were originally from Crete. Amazingly, the vulnerability of SCP-4015 was enough to unite several major warring states in the Middle East, moreover, across the world. On nearly every non-SCP-4015 corpse we find a charm dedicated to Nergal. Based on this, its likely that the kingdoms in contact with SCP-4015 finally found a way to relinquish themselves of their supposedly heretical influence. Some possible evidence that might suggest the nature of whatever allowed them to usurp SCP-4015 is a piece of rubble from the walls of Site-1/4015 with the word "Nergal6" written in Sumerian. The only reason that the inscription might be evidence for the existence of "Nergal" is the fact that corpses of the people inside Site-1/4015 show no signs of violence. Indeed the corpses of nearly every individual present at the site were in excellent health. As one of our researchers put it "It's as if they simply dropped dead." We also find that the walls of Site-1/4015 suffered damage from high explosives, with heat damage and vitrification at parts leading some to suggest the use of high powered lasers to damage the walls. From this evidence, we conclude that the battle that destroyed Site-1/4015 was not merely a case of political violence, but likely "divine retribution" as the people of the Levant saw it. After countless years of depriving various civilizations of their anomalous religious artifacts, it seems that someone came into possession of an anomaly that could overcome the historically unbeatable forces of SCP-4015, ending their rule in the Middle East. Unfortunately, it is clear why SCP-4015 was so hated: their method of containment often meant looting, ransacking, and destroying of sacred places. This doubtlessly earned them the unconditional hatred of their neighbors. The following document is an excerpt from a series of tablets recovered from the library at Site-1/4015. It is thought that the primary motivation for the containment of anomalies was a philosophical one. The leaders of SCP-4015 seem to have believed that many anomalies, especially humanoid ones, acted in a way that forced humanity to appease them for their own safety. In this sense, SCP-4015 viewed themselves as "liberators" from the influence of anomalies. "Purpose" Our mission never changes, it never has, it never will. For countless years mankind has tried in vain to worship and appease the fiends that they call gods. Indeed, these beings do not intend on helping a single human, they feed on them, they grow fat from our labor. This cannot be allowed. That is why we exist, these strange apparitions have continued to bend the laws of our world, and they have only grown in numbers and power for the last century. We will not make the mistakes of our peers, instead we will use these flaws in the divine tapestry to understand it. We will fully comprehend all of nature, all of these flaws, and we will protect the world from them. So that everyone, farmer and king alike, can rest under the illusion that the sun shall rise again tomorrow. The above document was the earliest evidence of the presumed ideological nature of SCP-4015. As detailed above, Site-1/4015 along with the rest of SCP-4015 was destroyed suddenly during the Bronze Age Collapse. During this period Foundation archaeologists have concluded that a rapid upsurge in anomalous activity occurred across the Middle East. The latest known documents from SCP-4015 come from this period. The most important of which seems to have been written by a high ranking official who appears to have established control over SCP-4015 after the dissolution of the ruling council in its final years. Based on the content of the following document it is believed that the author is anomalous in some capacity. Like many other SCP-4015 documents, the translation of some words is not entirely clear. "Leader" We have failed. More importantly however, I have failed. I believed that I could guide these lowly tribesmen to become a mighty force. One that could oversee and fight the tyranny of these gods and demons that infest the world. However, every time we expel evils from one city, they return in a new form. We stole countless prophets, gods, and divine creatures from Uruk alone, yet we never broke their faith in these [Abominations?]. Every item we stole was another item to seal away. Just as everyone foresaw from the beginning, our collection would eventually grow too large to manage. When one of these demons finally escaped its prison, others would follow, and we would fail to ensnare them again. At last the prophecy came true. Countless horrors, long sealed away, emerged again. At this moment, we knew that we were doomed. Our great works have been razed to the ground, annihilated forever. Alas these fiends have already begun to turn on the faithful people of this world, soon it seems all of civilization shall be destroyed. Unfortunately, my adversaries would not have undertaken such actions against us had I not been so controlling. Indeed, I waged destructive wars against these demonic powers. It was foolish of me to expect that they would not see our plight as an opportunity to crush their oppressors. Perhaps it is indeed possible to stop these forces through cooperation, rather than ruthlessness. Perhaps I should have tried to convince worshipers of the parasitic nature of their gods. Knowing this, I refuse to give up. This is merely a lesson to be learned. Victory will be mine, no matter how long I must struggle for it. As the [Leader?] I will always be vigilant in my mission, I will start over and succeed no matter how many tries it will take. My mission never changes, it never has, it never will Secure, Contain, Protect Footnotes 1. "Eparch" is an esoteric class denoting an object classed as an SCP for its anomalous circumstances or relationships rather than for having anomalous effects. 2. At this time Babylonian was essentially used as the "Lingua Franca" in the Middle East 3. Study of their mathematical texts suggests that SCP-4015 had built a mathematical framework for quantum mechanics through its study of anomalies. 4. Now designated Site-18/4015 5. Anomaly in question was an unidentified metal. Based on testing, its atomic number is unknown. When kinetic force in excess of 1000 joules is applied it can rapidly undergo a highly destructive nuclear reaction. 6. Nergal was the Sumerian god of death.
SCP-4016	euclid	SCP-4016 in containment, manifesting a whip. Item #: SCP-4016 Special Containment Procedure: SCP-4016 is currently contained in a specialized chamber at Site-32, equipped with furnishings similar to those present in its location of discovery. Access to the entity is restricted to Level-2 personnel and above. Testing with SCP-4016 must be approved by one Level-3 personnel member. SCP-4016 is not allowed to directly interact with any member from the order Rodentia.1 Researchers assigned to SCP-4016 are to rotate visits to its chamber on a weekly basis, and provide SCP-4016 with a set of simple tasks to accomplish during the time between visits. Tasks that have resulted in a positive response from SCP-4016 include preparing vegetables for Site cafeteria use (e.g., peeling potatoes, removing husks from corn, slicing onions), keeping its chamber clean, and repainting small decorative items with faded colors. Any interactions of note are to be recorded and submitted to the head researcher for the SCP-4016 project. Description: SCP-4016 is a sapient humanoid construct made of twine. The entity stands at approximately 15 cm in height and weighs approximately 10 grams. SCP-4016's primary anomalous effect is its ability to manipulate the twine composing its body to create various tools for different uses, including cleaning implements, artistic styluses, and simple weapons. Despite not possessing any identifiable sensory organs, SCP-4016 is able to respond to both visual and auditory communication. It is able to interact with humans through a combination of pantomime and symbolic representation using its twine. Addendum-4016-1: Recovery On June 28th, 2003, local town authorities in Pinetucky, Alabama were alerted to a 'rotting stench' emanating from an old farmhouse. Foundation personnel posing as police officers were sent to investigate. Upon entering the farmhouse, said personnel discovered approximately 50 deceased house mice, 0.25 kilograms of kokedama jute twine, and SCP-4016 within the unstacked hay scattered around the building. The lead investigator, Doctor Everwood, was able to convince SCP-4016 to accompany her to a Foundation safehouse (see transcript of Recovery Log). + Transcript of Recovery Log - Close Transcript of Recovery Log Recovery Log-4016 Date: 06/28/2003 <Begin Log> Doctor Everwood: Jesus Christ, this stench! [After approximately ten seconds, a ball of twine is thrown and hits Doctor Everwood in the leg.] Doctor Everwood: Who did that? Identify yourself! [SCP-4016 steps forward from the top of a small pile of hay, with its hands up.] Doctor Everwood: Who are you? Is there anyone else here? [SCP-4016 looks around the room before manifesting a long whip-like appendage, and using it to point towards the center of the barn. In this location, there is 15 deceased mice and scattered piles of twine lying on the floor.] Doctor Everwood: Oh, that's… terrible. Why are you up there? [SCP-4016 demanifests the appendage. It points at a nearby deceased mouse and moves its hands together before moving the ends up and down in a chopping motion.] Doctor Everwood: The mice killed your friends? [SCP-4016 nods before gesturing over to the southern end of the barn. SCP-4016 jumps down from the hay pile and continues pointing before looking up at Doctor Everwood. It then runs toward the southern end, but stops in the center of the barn. It slowly backs up to Doctor Everwood, pointing to a small mouse sniffing at a twine pile.] Doctor Everwood: [Slowly walks over to the mouse. The mouse, upon noticing her, scurries and hides in a corner.] See, they're afraid of me. We have nothing to fear. [SCP-4016 remains still and does not respond for several seconds.] Doctor Everwood: So whatcha want to show me? [SCP-4016 points at small, damaged tentlike structure on the barn floor before pausing and removing a small metal piece, similar to a dog tag, from its body. It places the tag near Doctor Everwood, who kneels down and picks it up.] Doctor Everwood: [Reading off the tag] "Joey?" [SCP-4016 nods its head and points at itself. It proceeds to enter the small tentlike structure and remove other similar metal pieces. SCP-4016 sets down the tags, pointing to each in turn, and then to each pile of twine in the center of the barn. It withholds one dog tag and ties it to its body.] Doctor Everwood: You all lived in the little houses? How did you all get here? [SCP-4016 pauses its actions and points to Doctor Everwood, then to a shredded pile of twine. It proceeds to make a knot on its whip and gestures to a small storage area of the barn. It then takes a fighting stance, facing away from the storage area.] Doctor Everwood: Me… your friends… from the hay storage? Someone made you out of hay? As a guard? [under her breath] You'd wonder why not a cat or dog, to keep the mice out. [SCP-4016 pauses before nodding and then makes a sneezing motion.] Doctor Everwood: Huh? [SCP-4016 manifests long "hair" from its head and repeats the sneezing movement and looks up at Doctor Everwood.] Doctor Everwood: A girl? She asked you? She was allergic to animals? Is that why she needed you to keep them out? [SCP-4016 nods and put its hands by its face. The entity mimics a sobbing motion before looking back up at her. SCP-4016 then creates a heart shape and mimics it breaking in half. SCP-4016 then points to itself. It creates the broken heart and simulates it being put back together.] Doctor Everwood: She was sad about the hay? [SCP-4016 shakes its head and repeats the broken heart display again.] Doctor Everwood: Hmm.. could you show me the- [SCP-4016 shakes its head no and moves into one of the small tentlike buildings on the barn floor.] Doctor Everwood: What exactly happened here? [SCP-4016 pokes its head out of the building before moving outside. The entity points to the center of the barn floor and makes several slashing motions before looking up at Doctor Everwood.] Doctor Everwood: A fight? [SCP-4016 nods and motions for Doctor Everwood to follow, walking across the barn floor again. It stops and points to a deceased mouse, then to itself, and manifests a long strand of twine with a looped end.] Doctor Everwood: You killed it? [SCP-4016 nods and wraps the looped twine around the mouse's neck. It drags the mouse over and motions for Doctor Everwood to take it.] Doctor Everwood: Oh, I'm fine. You don't need to do that. [SCP-4016 sets down the mouse and stares at Doctor Everwood. SCP-4016 turns and slowly walks over to an area where the dirt is up-turned and marked with a small cross. SCP-4016 stops and points to the cross and then to the mouse.] Doctor Everwood: A grave? [SCP-4016 nods its head before beginning to dig up the grave. It unearths a small pile of twine and hands it to Doctor Everwood.] Doctor Everwood: What should I do with this? [SCP-4016 motions with its hands, mimicking tying the twine into knots, and points to the pile.] Doctor Everwood: Oh, I can't… I can't bring them back. [SCP-4016 once repeats the motion, pointing to the pile of twine and then itself.] Doctor Everwood: I really can't. I'm sorry. But I can bring you to people who can help. [Doctor Everwood sets down the twine and extends a hand to SCP-4016.] [SCP-4016 stares at Doctor Everwood before pushing the twine toward her. It repeats the knot-tying motion once again. Doctor Everwood shakes her head, picks up the twine and sets it in the grave while keeping her other hand extended. SCP-4016 stares at the twine before looking up at Doctor Everwood, and climbing onto her outstretched hand.] <End Log> Investigation into the identity of SCP-4016's creator, as well as any other existing instances, is underway. Foundation personnel remain stationed at the barn in case of any returning homeowners; the dog tags and twine piles recovered from the barn were moved to Site-32. Addendum-4016-2: Testing and Behavioral Observations Upon SCP-4016's initial transfer to Site-32, entity was observed to be frequently agitated, and would compulsively pantomime requests for some form of work to carry out (cleaning, guarding, etc.). After researchers observed the twine composing the entity beginning to deteriorate, it was proposed that SCP-4016 be given its former task of exterminating mice. SCP-4016 was presented with a domestic house mouse in its containment chamber. Upon noticing and identifying the mouse, SCP-4016 manifested a twine whip and restrained the rodent. However, SCP-4016 then paused in its actions and retreated from the mouse. SCP-4016 then returned to stand next to the researcher present. When asked if it wanted to continue, SCP-4016 repeatedly shook its head, placed the twine whip on the floor of the cell, and held both of its hands out towards the researcher. The mouse was removed from the containment chamber, and researchers assured SCP-4016 that they would find new tasks for it to perform. Various items were later brought to SCP-4016's containment, taken from the farmhouse adjacent to the barn SCP-4016 was first discovered in. SCP-4016 seemed most interested in the foodstuffs and small decorative keepsakes, and manifested various tools to indicate its intent to assist with the objects. As of early 2004, most of the deterioration damage SCP-4016 suffered upon initial site transfer has been repaired. A small portion of twine over its chest remains slightly frayed, but appears to be recovering at a steady, if slow, pace. Footnotes 1. rodents, including mice and rats
SCP-4017	neutralized	Item#: 4017 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: none Risk Class: none link to memo Rusted armor retrieved from SCP-4017, placed in storage. Special Containment Procedures (OUTDATED): No known method for predicting SCP-4017 appearances exists. Standard Foundation monitoring protocols, such as the developing WATCHDOG program under the Department of Analytics and Foundation implants in global police agencies, will report any anomalous activity matching SCP-4017 manifestation details. Depending on the nature of the manifestation, Foundation task forces trained in thaumaturgy may be dispatched to combat the entity and force demanifestation. Once demanifestation occurs, witnesses will be administered amnestics. Any objects left by the entity will be brought to the nearest containment facility. As SCP-4017 appearances are uncommon, it is expected that the Foundation will rarely have direct encounters with the anomaly. Revision 21/JUNE/2000: Following Incident 4017/λ-8, the construction of a containment chamber for SCP-4017 is in progress. Revision 20/JULY/2000: SCP-4017 has been reclassified to neutralized. All objects left by SCP-4017 are stored at Armed Containment Area-40. Monitoring for SCP-4017 will continue, though it is considered low priority with a low likelihood of remanifestation. Reclassification will occur if a manifestation is detected. Research into the past activities of the entity will continue. Description: SCP-4017 was a humanoid spectral entity with thaumaturgic capabilities, viewed as a cultural hero by members of the Church of the Second Hytoth1 and other adherents to the Church's religious practices. Limited details on SCP-4017 exist. Information consistent between depictions of the entity are as follows: SCP-4017's body was gray or black in appearance, with a degree of translucence. Two eyes were present, both of which glowed yellow. Some facial features, such as a mouth and nasal cavity openings, have been described on occasion. Ectoplasm comprised the majority of the body. Armor superficially similar to plate armor, colored red with gold decorations, was worn by the entity. Decorations on the armor show four humanoid figures, each with a number of arms ranging from four to seven, a conical entity with six limbs, and Ortothan language symbols for "holy" and "eternal." Much of this armor appears to have been lost or severely damaged over time. SCP-4017 wields a spear, designated SCP-4017-A, used as a means of channeling thaumic energy during attacks. SCP-4017-A is often described as being composed of gold, a red stone-like material, and meteoric iron. Many portions seem to be heavily eroded and broken. Documents recovered from the Church of the Second Hytoth and other Ortothan sects claim that SCP-4017 was the ghost of a warrior from a prehistoric (c. 11000 BCE) predecessor to the Church, referred to as the Earthly Ortothan Kingdom or Worldly Ortothan Kingdom, depending on source. The entity was originally a warrior by the name of Onteus-One-Holy who fought against Daevites during the Century Conquest2, later dying while defending an unknown stronghold. SCP-4017 has since manifested to protect various Ortothan groups in times of need. Of note is that, although SCP-4017 has been described as male in cases, its gender is predominately portrayed as being ambiguous. This is consistent with Ortothan culture views that place little importance in gender, stemming from the worship of deities and extraterrestrial entities that do not follow human gender concepts. Most manifestations of SCP-4017 had occurred in the far past, prior to the formation of the Anomalous Containment Union3 at the 1885 Sicily Convention on the Preternatural, with the rate of manifestation presumed to be decreasing over time. As such, only one direct encounter with the Foundation is known to have occurred. Refer to the information on Incident 4017/λ-8 in Addendum.2 for further information. Addendum.1: The following are documents related to SCP-4017. All are arranged based on the times of the events they detail. ▷ A Watcher's Report on a Daevite Siege, c. 11000 BCE ▽ A Watcher's Report on a Daevite Siege, c. 11000 BCE Document Name: A Watcher's Report On a Daevite Siege Time Written: c. 11000 BCE Author: Unknown Foreword: The document was retrieved from SCP-1726 and translated via █████-human ritual methods. It appears to be written by a member of the Erliontipa civilization, which was likely invaded by the Daevites. Other than texts from SCP-1726, no traces of Erliontipa exist. This is the only first-hand account of Onteus-One-Holy's actions prior to death. Report from a watcher. Early in the morning a Daevic — death to the brutes — legion approached [Approx. phonetic translation: Ikon?] Gate. They were all armed with blood-swallower swords and rode large tree creatures4, whose height dwarfed the pillars surrounding the gate. I was positioned on the side of [Approx. phonetic translation: — Avila?] Mountain with a Holy Rays tube — praise the Elemental Holies — and watched from afar. Ikon Gate city's Ortothan guards assembled at the entrance to defend. Daevic — death to the brutes — arrows struck and made the guards go inside-out, who failed to leave any marks on the tree creatures. The trees crushed warriors and cannon fire from their blossoming branches crushed Gate city denizens. Many guards attempted to retreat but were eaten by the cannonballs. A horde of Daevic — death to the brutes — riders mounted on house-sized dogs then entered the City. An Ortothan guard armed only with a spear impaled the cannonballs' heads before they finished feasting. The spear guard bent the aether and fired blinding arrows at the riders, who combusted with their mounts in bright explosions. The spear guard then created a grand illusion of three sun birds — fear Sun Father's might — that moved as if to attack the tree creatures. Archers on the tree creatures became distracted and did not notice the spear guard plant aether bombs on the tree creatures' legs. Every bomb detonated, turning the wooden legs into ice, then shattered to make all tree creatures collapse. Surviving archers and soldiers were skewered. The spear guard is a powerful aether-bender. Ikon Gate city is protected. ▷ Onteus-One-Holy's Shrine, c. 1600 BCE ▽ Onteus-One-Holy's Shrine, c. 1600 BCE LOCATION OF INTEREST DATABASE Database #: 1991 Alternative Designation(s): Onteus-One-Holy's Shrine Location: Luntai County, Xianjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region, China Description: Location of Interest-1991 is an underground cave system, inhabited c. 1600 BCE. The main entrance was a tunnel originally covered by a hatch composed of beryllium bronze alloy, which had been buried under layers of sediment. Based on remnants of food, prayers written in the Ortothan language, and chunks of stone similar to those used in modern-day Ortothan bloodletting rituals, it is hypothesized that the caves were a common site of worship. All but two chambers have experienced major collapses. One of the remaining chambers contains a stockpile of spears, weapons superficially resembling rifles but lacking any apparent ammunition source, and iron prosthetic limbs with highly advanced interior mechanisms. All objects are engraved in unidentified runes. The other chamber, hereafter the Shrine Chamber, contains a statue depicting SCP-4017, placed on a pedestal. The statue shows SCP-4017 raising SCP-4017-A into the air, standing on top of a serpentine skull with gears embedded in it, with a beheaded Daevite soldier laying at his feet. Behind it is a larger statue of a thin four armed humanoid entity whose entire body is covered in armor, wearing a helmet with four eye sockets, that likely represents the Ortothan guardian deity Rakmou-leusan5. Inscribed on the pedestal are prayers to Rakmou-leusan for keeping SCP-4017 strong through continued conflicts. On the Shrine Chamber's walls are four paintings. Descriptions are below: Painting 1: SCP-4017 impales a humanoid with reptilian features, such as a serpentine lower torso and a cobra head, which is firing a rifle. This is likely depicting a member of the Xia Anomalous Culture Group6. Painting 2: A six-legged machine, with a tower loosely resembling Shang Dynasty architectural styles built on its top, next to a village. Cannons on the machine's front are aiming at a temple in the village. SCP-4017 is present, charging through three of the machine's legs with their spear and breaking them. Painting 3: SCP-4017 stands atop a large severed head of a serpentine entity, which is similar to that of a Chinese dragon but with gears extended from its neck stump, and holds their spear in the air. Broken and burning buildings are next to it. People kneel and celebrate around the severed head. Painting 4: SCP-4017 lacerates a large eye surrounded by six other eyes. Each of the eyes has the Ortothan language symbol for Daevite as the pupil, and broken chains circle the set of eyes. Based on the Shrine Chamber and the weapons stockpile, LoI-1991 was constructed during what is now being considered the "Zeroth Occult War."7 This time frame both involved a period of rapid expansion by the Xia Dynasty and the Daevites, causing a war that spanned much of modern-day China and neighboring regions. The advanced technology present in LoI-1991's stockpile is hypothesized to have either been taken from Xia or derived from it. It is not known if this Ortothan group was from part of the Earthly Ortothan Kingdom that survived the Century Conquest or an altogether different one. How LoI-1991, SCP-4017, and the Ortothans survived the K-Class event that ended the war is under investigation. ▷ Scroll Found in a Followers of Mekhane Ruin, c. 1000-1200 BCE ▽ Scroll Found in a Followers of Mekhane Ruin, c. 1000-1200 BCE Document Name: Scroll Written by a Followers of Mekhane Member Time Written: c. 1000-1200 BCE Author: Unknown Foreword: The document was discovered by Foundation archaeologists on the Greek island of Andros, who were investigating underground ruins from the Followers of Mekhane, a historical Church of the Broken God predecessor. The scroll was found in a damaged watertight cylinder within a library section of the ruin. Some damage was present, though it could be largely translated from its Mycenaean Greek-derived script. Comparisons with other discovered scrolls from the group have led researchers to conclude that it was written during a large war fought between a wide number of primarily Mekhanite groups and a Sarkic sect. The exact cause, end, and aftermath of the war is unclear. [Scroll damaged, untranslated prior to this point] Two body [changers/rebuilders] escaped the holy flames of the Colossi8 and fled toward a nearby village of Star Gazers9. We marched the Colossi to the village. Warrior Anastasios announced to the villagers that we had to enter to remove the Enemy. The only Star Gazer not to cower at the sight of the Colossi was a [ghost/"afterlife-stranded"] Spearman. The Spearman denied our entry and said we would cause needless harm. We told them of how the Enemy would bring plights as horrid as their Red Death but they denied presence of the Enemy. All possibility of entry was forbidden. When speaking the Spearman convulsed as if with sickness and coughing. When they walked from us they stumbled many times. Movement was not like those of spirits. [Unknown phrase, untranslated]. When Warrior Anastasios returned we decided to cast the village to holy flame. We believed the Enemy was disguised and with entrance forbidden we would not know if all the villagers were accursed. Sickness of the Spearman meant we could not trust them. Before we could advance the village's populace grew into twisted masses of flesh that combined to form the two body [changers/rebuilders]. The Enemies were nearly as tall as the Colossi. We pursued but stopped when they wavered and vanished out of being then back into being. They had been illusions. The Colossi broke. [Scroll damaged, untranslated] carved a hole into each leg then climbed up the insides to break the gears. The Spearman had broken holy [scroll damaged, untranslated]. [Scroll damaged, untranslated] Warrior Sophus descended the interior of Colossus Eight's arm to prevent the Spearman's escape. The Spearman deflected all [melted/burning arrows] which damaged arm gears but missed most spear swings and divine blasts. With great struggle Warrior Sophos impaled the Spearman and made them vanish. We saw the two Enemies move out of a cave near the village and further north. When repairs are complete we will not need to return to the Star Gazer village. Afterword: Of note is that no other information on the Ortothan village described, or any Ortothan societies in this time frame, has been found. ▷ Texts Collected by the Praetorian Office of Secret Wisdom, c. 270 ▽ Documents Collected by the Praetorian Office of Secret Wisdom, c. 270 The following are texts regarding SCP-4017 from a collection of parchment documents initially held by the Praetorian Office of Secret Wisdom10. These texts pertain to Legio XXXI Naevia Victrix, a Roman legion assembled c. 270 to conquer various anomalous societies. The collection was later obtained by the Vatican Holy Office for Secrets and Prophecies, who were heavily involved in concealing the existence of Legio XXXI Naevia Victrix due to its ties to the anomalous, then was obtained by the Foundation after the Office dissolved in 1964. Aside from this collection, of which many documents were lost by the Office, little information on Legio XXXI Naevia Victrix exists. All are translated from Latin. As many are damaged, only fully legible excerpts directly relevant to the anomaly are displayed. The authors and the locations described are unknown. We broke down the city's gate and quickly encountered a ghostly spearman. The spearman disemboweled our front row of soldiers and assaulted our mages, five of whom died, two of whom were beheaded with other major injuries. Even the lightning of our blessed spears had no effect on the spearman. Star Bleeder guards used the opportunity to kill stragglers from our group. Gnaeus attempted to summon a defender demon but was distracted when we saw the spearman grow into a four-armed armored beast. To avoid further losses, we retreated. The four-armed beast vanished, turning out to be a illusion the spearman crafted. I could hear faint cheering from the Star Bleeders as we returned to camp. I believe it is a spirit or demon summoned by the Star Bleeders. Spirits and demons are unable to fully grasp onto the world. Spirits and demons will let go with time. I must tell Manlius to wait until then. Spearman had [Illegible] position head [Illegible] position head correct [Blood stains] correct. Spearman had divine touch. Spear felt like heat of suns against my neck. Hotter when it sliced through. Other feeling. Spear brought feeling of spearman. Spearman felt [Illegible] sick. Our second attack was halted before we could reach the gates. The spearman hurled boulders from atop the gate battlements that crushed multiple of our warriors. Each boulder broke into golems matching the conical bodies of the demons Cicero witnessed when he displaced his soul to the moon. Their tendrils and the fires shot from the spearman's spear killed many. Fortuna must have helped, for many of the fires greatly missed. Vitus chanted a protective barrier to being and we were able to return to camp. Our archers are slowly banishing the golems. The wretched spearman was retching blood the last I saw of them. When we fled they staggered away from the gate battlements. We can kill the monster. I report that our third attack has greatly weakened the defenses of the Star Bleeders. Six of our mages began a false intrusion, leading the spearman from its post to out of the city. Servius and Vespasianus disgorged the volatile fluids from their mouths and applied it to the gate with words of prayer, aided by our archers who killed the guards on top of the city battlements. As the mages fought the spearman, Florus consumed his head to become the [Unknown script, untranslated — a name] body. Former Florus then broke the spearman in half, who was forced back to the gate by our mages' energies. It staggered then vanished after breathing out blood that floats to the skies. Tomorrow Servius and Vitus will pray to their fluids and break the gate. Burning Star Bleeder smells heavenly. ▷ Excerpts from Liesa Onteon's Personal Journal, 19/AUG/1879 ▽ Excerpts from Liesa Onteon's Personal Journal, 19/AUG/1879 Document Name: Excerpts from Liesa Onteon's Personal Journal Time Written: 19/AUG/1876 Author: Liesa Onteon Foreword: Liesa Onteon was a member of a short lived Ortothan cult located within the Bavarian Forest of Germany, who wrote many journals on her experiences there. The journals were later acquired from a defecting member of a Church of the Second Hytoth branch in Jena, Germany in 1981. Of note is that these excerpts were written during the Sixth Occult War, which lasted from 1875 to 1882. When I was clearing the farm of stray shrapnel we all heard a commotion come from the children. Everyone rushed over, Klemens, taking his sword with him. Standing in the field was a spirit in worn armor with eyes like fire. We were ready to attack but we saw that the spirit wasn't malevolent. They were playing games with the children, performing small magical tricks to keep them entertained. When Klemens asked who they were, they only replied with "Onteus-One-Holy" and returned to playing. I could tell we were all on guard, but we quickly returned to removing the debris that had blown, patching up our homes as we did. Most of our time was spent stripping chunks of the bird automaton's head from its crater near the storage shed. Klemens would heave gray metal pieces, curse the Czech occultists who built it, bring it to the shed, then repeat. The humor of it faded when we all realized this could easily repeat. Often I would look off to the spirit, who was teaching an Ortothan dance I had never heard of before, making it seem to the children like there was no turmoil beyond the town. […] Once sunset began I went to the edge of town. I could see the spirit sitting by a tree, looking over the cliff face onto the expanse of woods below us. They were bent over, hand resting on a large, ornate spear, moving less than a snail. I asked if I could talk with them but didn't respond. When I approached further I was plighted with grisly hallucinations. Soldiers of old times slaughtering villages, burning towns, sights I do not wish to describe. The spirit was in all, trying to run to the culprits of the violence, but continuously staggered and was dragged away. When I stepped back the sights vanished. It felt best that I not interrupt them from their thoughts. Afterword: Based on the next entry, SCP-4017 demanifested the day after. Journals from the following days describe attempts to find and, in one case, directly summon SCP-4017, though the group eventually began focusing more on protection from the war. ▷ Excerpt from Written Testimony on Operation ECHO KARVE, 22/OCT/1944 ▽ Excerpt from Written Testimony on Operation ECHO KARVE, 22/OCT/1944 Document Name: Written Testimony on Operation ECHO KARVE Time Written: 22/OCT/1944 (events described occurred the day prior) Author: Josef, Allied Occult Initiative Special Operative Foreword: This excerpt is from Global Occult Coalition archival documents on the Seventh Occult War, written by an operative for the Allied Occult Initiative11. Operation ECHO KARVE was performed to commandeer an Obskuracorps cargo ship, which was transporting occult artifacts intended for use by the Thule Society. One of the artifacts has been confirmed to originate from a small Norwegian branch of the Church of the Second Hytoth. The full testimony has not been provided, as it would violate the terms for joint Foundation-GOC containment of SCP-3457, negotiated under the Köln Agreement. The thaumaturges on the ship quickly noticed us. In seconds the night sky started glowing as they launched hawks of blue fire into the air. Our archers had enough holy water arrows to kill the first few — a challenging process — and leave us unscathed, but they summoned full swarms of them. After minutes of the hawks trying to collide into our boats and explode, my crew and Captain Dell's were the only ones left. By then we were close enough that Obskuracorps didn't need the hawks to attack. Their guns could hit us. I can't say where it came from, but at that point a specter appeared on top of our boat. They wore armor with the damages of more wars than I can imagine, and held a worn-down spear. They said not a word. Quickly they jumped onto the cargo ship and sliced apart several soldiers, then spinning to block and redirect the fire pillars cast by thaumaturges. It was impressive, but I could faintly sense the bends of the aether they were using to fight. It felt strong but they weren't wholly harnessing it, only producing magical sparks on their spear as an attack of their own. Simply having two thaumaturges was enough to slow the specter's progress. Soon after the specter made their mistake: they became too focused on a single thaumaturge. The other had taken the time to summon a demon — the barriers they conjured blocked any attempts to stop this — which rushed ahead, impaling the specter with the horns on its three bull-like heads. Blood came out of their wounds but it didn't hit the water, instead acting like a liquid smoke that drifted into the air. They were thrown into the water and tried to swim away, but were pushed under by gunfire. I don't know why they were there or whether they survived. All I know is that it was enough of a distraction for us to safely board. ▷ Excerpt from a Novel by Koru Archpriest Albano Arnox, c. 1944 ▽ Excerpt from a Novel by Koru Archpriest Albano Arnox, c. 1944 Document Name: Excerpt from An Archpriest's Journey Time Written: 1996 (events described occurred c. 1944) Author: Albano Arnox, Koru Archpriest of the Church of the Second Hytoth Foreword: The excerpt is from An Archpriest's Journey, written by standing leader of the Church of the Second Hytoth Albano Arnox, which was published and circulated solely within the Church. Based on similarities with the details from Special Operative Josef's testimony, the events of this excerpt likely occurred the day of Operation ECHO KARVE. I was within the Toronto Ortothan Church's library, flanked by bookshelves on both sides, when I heard a great crash. Metal against wooden floors, joined by a shout. I was at first terrified of approaching. I'd heard of the people who accidentally opened cursed manuscripts that had been once put into the library and forgotten, and I'd heard well of what would come out when they were opened. However, I then heard quiet prayers to Rakmou-leusan from around the corner. I felt calmer yet still panicked. When I turned the corner I saw the crumpled form of a spirit, laying against one of the shelves. Their armor was ancient, eroded, scratched by hundreds of weapons. Chunks had shattered to leave empty gaps that exposed a translucent gray body. Even the spear by their side had sections of its blade chipped off. One arm clutched over their chest. "Who are you?" they asked in hushed voice. Eyes like light flowing through amber were staring at me. I told them my name and my position as a simple priest. What I believe was their mouth smiled. "Do you know who I am?" they asked. I said that I didn't know. I could see their smile begin to wane. "You know the spear?" He pulled his arm from his chest and I could see a gas-like blood spill out, which drifted upward and dissipated. Six holes and the chunks of broken horns were in his armor. I still didn't know. "Haven't you heard stories about a spearman fighting the Daevites? The men of serpents? The men of gears? Any?" My response was the same, no matter what they asked. By then any semblance of a smile was gone and only a dejected expression was in its place. They sighed and muttered some hymns about the gods, ones I've never heard before. It seemed as though they were sick with some sort of ethereal disease. I asked what was happening. "I'm fading. I did the rites…" They trailed off into muttering, coughed up blood, then resumed. "The beautiful afterlife and its spirits keep tugging. People remembering, even when it became distanced from the truth, anchored me but now…" I realized I should ask the obvious question. I asked who they were. In an instant the floor became covered in gleaming gold Ortothan writing, extending far down the aisle we were in, all describing the life of "Onteus-One-Holy." I procured a pencil and practically scribbled information down on the pages of my ritual books, written along every page margin and in every gap of the diagrams on sigils. When I came to ask if spreading this knowledge would bring them to health, I saw they were gone. Only broken chunks of their armor were left. I have never seen Onteus-One-Holy again. Afterword: No documents describing encounters with SCP-4017 after the date of Operation ECHO KARVE have been found. Addendum.2: On 21/JUNE/2000, SCP-4017 was encountered by Mobile Task Force Lambda-8 ("Dynasty Interlopers")12 Team 2. The team was en route to Armed Containment Area-40, transporting Earthly Ortothan Kingdom artifacts, when their transport trucks were assaulted by the entity at 22:12. λ-8-T2 engaged and severely injured the entity with a thaumaturgic explosive, at which point it was transported to Area-40. λ-8-T2 suffered seven casualties and no deaths. ▷ Interview Log 4017/C.Hsu/1 ▽ Interview Log 4017/C.Hsu/1 Interviewee: Agent Chang Hsu Interviewer: Researcher Nuan Kwan Date: 21/JUNE/2000 Foreword: The interview is one of several debriefings performed with λ-8-T2 agents, following the encounter with SCP-4017. <BEGIN LOG> Hsu: Do we have to do this now? You know how tiring thaumaturgy is. Kwan: Trust me, I've had a long day as well, but the higherups are demanding some form of testimony while the incident is still fresh in people's minds. Hsu: (Incoherent muttering) Kwan: (Sighing) We can keep this short, if you want. Hsu: Short meaning? Kwan: Just an overview of how the incident was like, how you felt, stuff like that. Hsu: That's all? Kwan: That's all. Hsu nods. Hsu: Well it wasn't an easy battle, that's for sure. After 4017 knocked the first truck to its side we never got a chance to think about what was happening. We ticked off a cultural hero, now we have to deal with it, didn't matter how so long as we did. Most of my fighting was just me avoiding fire, lightning, whatever blasts teammates kept shooting from their hands, up until the sigil trap Nat set up from her own blood blew 4017 up. But something was… off, about it. Kwan: How so? Hsu: Not once did 4017 kill someone. Sure we're trained so we wouldn't die without a fight, but even when they got people very disadvantaged they never did anything about it. James got hit by a bolt of aether when 4017's spear absorbed a fire spell he sent and shot it back. He was down for good but 4017 did nothing. Only went on to the next person. Kwan nods. Hsu: And the whole time 4017 kept stumbling, slipping up at moves that should've taken us out, coughing. Then, when the sigil trap went off and we won, I saw the limbs we blew off get suddenly pulled back to 4017 and reattach, like we never damaged them, but they just laid there, not moving at all. It wasn't even as difficult as I thought — I know I've battled worse. Kwan: I see. This should be enough, but is there anything else you'd like to add? Hsu: I dunno. It still feels off. It seemed sick, and it was already wounded, bleeding that weird ghost-blood everywhere, but it still fought, without any aggression… (brief silence) Kwan: Sorry if I'm interrupting any thinking, but I have other interviews to do, so— Hsu: I don't think we actually ticked them off. I think they needed to fight. Needed to win, needed to know they could still be that hero from thousands of— The interview room door suddenly opens and Researcher Settimo Russo enters. Kwan: Russo? Commotion and the sounds of personnel running can be heard outside the room. Russo: Kwan, something's happening to 4017, get your ass over to the chamber quick. Kwan: Wait, what's— Hsu: The hell's happening? Russo: Tell you on the way there. Kwan hastily gets up from their chair. Russo: Hsu, interview's concluded. Dismiss yourself. <END LOG> At 23:20, while in a provisional thaumaturgically sealed containment unit, SCP-4017's body began to experience large instabilities in its ectoplasmic structure, alongside other poorly understood anomalous effects. SCP-4017 requested an interview to be performed immediately. ▷ Interview Log SCP-4017/1 ▽ Interview Log SCP-4017/1 Interviewee: SCP-4017 Interviewer: Researcher Nuan Kwan Date: 21/JUNE/2000 <BEGIN LOG> Cameras within SCP-4017's chamber show the entity staggering across the floor, collapsing with their back against the wall. Large amounts of a translucent blood-like substance levitate in the chamber. Kwan: (Speaking over the chamber intercom in Ortothan) Onteus-One-Holy, what's happening? SCP-4017: (speaking in Mandarin) What sort of ruler would speak such poor Ortothan? I know— (coughing) native language of yours, Xia escapee. Kwan: (speaking in Mandarin) I— Fine, but what's going on? SCP-4017: Time keeps sprinting, sprinting, slips out of hands and I don't have time to answer. Lis…. Pieces of SCP-4017's armor slowly phase through its body then fall onto the ground. SCP-4017: Listen. Be a good record keeper and inscribe everything I say then send it to the Church. The Church won't care which Church you send it to as long as it is the Church. The Church… write what I say. Kwan: Y— yes, of course. Notepad, somebody get a notepad! At this point Kwan retrieves a notepad and begins writing everything SCP-4017 says. SCP-4017: (nods) Ready? Kwan: Yes. SCP-4017: (coughing) More of the blood-like substance exits SCP-4017's body. SCP-4017: I am… name. I am… Onteus-One-Holy. I won't be returning. I have channelled the might of all seven, no, dead, four, no, three, two, one, gods… god. I have served the gods well. I'm not needed anymore. There are others who can— (coughing) bring you and the gods, no, you and the god aid. SCP-4017 attempts to raise both of their arms, which jitter as they move. Both suddenly fall, turning into gelatinous masses of ectoplasm that coalesce along the wall and floor. SCP-4017: May the Holy Fourth live… live eternal. By this point a majority of the armor has phased through the entity. Its body slowly turns into an amorphous mass, with pieces of ectoplasm breaking off and being pulled upward. SCP-4017: May… world live, eternal… <END LOG> Several minutes later SCP-4017 dispersed into a cloud of ectoplasm that rapidly accelerated upward and vanished, leaving behind SCP-4017-A and all armor. Based on the lack of aetheric signatures on SCP-4017-A and the entity's armor, it is presumed that all thaumaturgic properties of the artifacts were lost, as well as any thaumic connections to SCP-4017. This suggested that SCP-4017 expired instead of demanifesting. SCP-4017 was reclassified to neutralized on 20/JULY/2000. The note written during Interview SCP-4017/1 has not been delivered to the Church of the Second Hytoth, due to security concerns. Footnotes 1. An anomalous religious organization. Their central beliefs are that our universe is the second to exist, and that it has been protected from hostile extra-universal entities by a collection of seven guardian deities. Only one of these deities is said to be alive in the present day. The Church aims to keep this last deity alive through continued bloodletting rituals, intended to provide them with vitality, and by spreading Ortothan beliefs. 2. A war waged by the Daevites on wide number of civilizations in Asia, lasting from c. 11000 BCE to c. 10900 BCE. 3. A loose alliance of Foundation predecessors, formed in response to the spread of anomalies after the Sixth Occult War. The Foundation proper later formed in 1901. 4. Entities described in ancient texts as being mobile fortresses used by Daevites, appearing as two-legged trees with various weapons attached. Research is ongoing. 5. The "Holy Fourth," now the last surviving member of the seven guardian deities. 6. A group associated with the Xia Dynasty, a prehistoric civilization that existed in China from 2100 BCE to 1600 BCE, which developed technology surpassing much of modern civilizations. 7. A large anomalous war mentioned in various texts as occurring between 2000 BCE and 1500 BCE, occurring prior to the known First Occult War. Little information aside from these texts exists. 8. Large humanoid automatons referenced in Followers of Mekhane scrolls, which were piloted by Mekhanites to combat Sarkics. Only one has been discovered by the Foundation. 9. A term denoting Ortothans, likely referring to the prominence of extraterrestrial entities in the Ortothan mythos. 10. Cura Praetoria Sapientae Occultae, a division of the Praetorian Guard dedicated to the containment and/or destruction of anomalous creatures and objects that were a threat or inconvenience to the Roman empire. 11. A precursor organization to the GOC. The group fought against attempts by the Ahnenerbe Obskuracorps and Thule Society to anomalously aid the Nazi German government in the Seventh Occult War by performing SCP-3457. 12. A task force of agents with thaumaturgic capabilities, initially formed to assist in the investigation of Xia Dynasty artifacts. The task force has since expanded to handle artifacts from various ancient Asian civilizations.
SCP-4017	uncontained	Item#: 4017 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: none Risk Class: none link to memo Rusted armor retrieved from SCP-4017, placed in storage. Special Containment Procedures (OUTDATED): No known method for predicting SCP-4017 appearances exists. Standard Foundation monitoring protocols, such as the developing WATCHDOG program under the Department of Analytics and Foundation implants in global police agencies, will report any anomalous activity matching SCP-4017 manifestation details. Depending on the nature of the manifestation, Foundation task forces trained in thaumaturgy may be dispatched to combat the entity and force demanifestation. Once demanifestation occurs, witnesses will be administered amnestics. Any objects left by the entity will be brought to the nearest containment facility. As SCP-4017 appearances are uncommon, it is expected that the Foundation will rarely have direct encounters with the anomaly. Revision 21/JUNE/2000: Following Incident 4017/λ-8, the construction of a containment chamber for SCP-4017 is in progress. Revision 20/JULY/2000: SCP-4017 has been reclassified to neutralized. All objects left by SCP-4017 are stored at Armed Containment Area-40. Monitoring for SCP-4017 will continue, though it is considered low priority with a low likelihood of remanifestation. Reclassification will occur if a manifestation is detected. Research into the past activities of the entity will continue. Description: SCP-4017 was a humanoid spectral entity with thaumaturgic capabilities, viewed as a cultural hero by members of the Church of the Second Hytoth1 and other adherents to the Church's religious practices. Limited details on SCP-4017 exist. Information consistent between depictions of the entity are as follows: SCP-4017's body was gray or black in appearance, with a degree of translucence. Two eyes were present, both of which glowed yellow. Some facial features, such as a mouth and nasal cavity openings, have been described on occasion. Ectoplasm comprised the majority of the body. Armor superficially similar to plate armor, colored red with gold decorations, was worn by the entity. Decorations on the armor show four humanoid figures, each with a number of arms ranging from four to seven, a conical entity with six limbs, and Ortothan language symbols for "holy" and "eternal." Much of this armor appears to have been lost or severely damaged over time. SCP-4017 wields a spear, designated SCP-4017-A, used as a means of channeling thaumic energy during attacks. SCP-4017-A is often described as being composed of gold, a red stone-like material, and meteoric iron. Many portions seem to be heavily eroded and broken. Documents recovered from the Church of the Second Hytoth and other Ortothan sects claim that SCP-4017 was the ghost of a warrior from a prehistoric (c. 11000 BCE) predecessor to the Church, referred to as the Earthly Ortothan Kingdom or Worldly Ortothan Kingdom, depending on source. The entity was originally a warrior by the name of Onteus-One-Holy who fought against Daevites during the Century Conquest2, later dying while defending an unknown stronghold. SCP-4017 has since manifested to protect various Ortothan groups in times of need. Of note is that, although SCP-4017 has been described as male in cases, its gender is predominately portrayed as being ambiguous. This is consistent with Ortothan culture views that place little importance in gender, stemming from the worship of deities and extraterrestrial entities that do not follow human gender concepts. Most manifestations of SCP-4017 had occurred in the far past, prior to the formation of the Anomalous Containment Union3 at the 1885 Sicily Convention on the Preternatural, with the rate of manifestation presumed to be decreasing over time. As such, only one direct encounter with the Foundation is known to have occurred. Refer to the information on Incident 4017/λ-8 in Addendum.2 for further information. Addendum.1: The following are documents related to SCP-4017. All are arranged based on the times of the events they detail. ▷ A Watcher's Report on a Daevite Siege, c. 11000 BCE ▽ A Watcher's Report on a Daevite Siege, c. 11000 BCE Document Name: A Watcher's Report On a Daevite Siege Time Written: c. 11000 BCE Author: Unknown Foreword: The document was retrieved from SCP-1726 and translated via █████-human ritual methods. It appears to be written by a member of the Erliontipa civilization, which was likely invaded by the Daevites. Other than texts from SCP-1726, no traces of Erliontipa exist. This is the only first-hand account of Onteus-One-Holy's actions prior to death. Report from a watcher. Early in the morning a Daevic — death to the brutes — legion approached [Approx. phonetic translation: Ikon?] Gate. They were all armed with blood-swallower swords and rode large tree creatures4, whose height dwarfed the pillars surrounding the gate. I was positioned on the side of [Approx. phonetic translation: — Avila?] Mountain with a Holy Rays tube — praise the Elemental Holies — and watched from afar. Ikon Gate city's Ortothan guards assembled at the entrance to defend. Daevic — death to the brutes — arrows struck and made the guards go inside-out, who failed to leave any marks on the tree creatures. The trees crushed warriors and cannon fire from their blossoming branches crushed Gate city denizens. Many guards attempted to retreat but were eaten by the cannonballs. A horde of Daevic — death to the brutes — riders mounted on house-sized dogs then entered the City. An Ortothan guard armed only with a spear impaled the cannonballs' heads before they finished feasting. The spear guard bent the aether and fired blinding arrows at the riders, who combusted with their mounts in bright explosions. The spear guard then created a grand illusion of three sun birds — fear Sun Father's might — that moved as if to attack the tree creatures. Archers on the tree creatures became distracted and did not notice the spear guard plant aether bombs on the tree creatures' legs. Every bomb detonated, turning the wooden legs into ice, then shattered to make all tree creatures collapse. Surviving archers and soldiers were skewered. The spear guard is a powerful aether-bender. Ikon Gate city is protected. ▷ Onteus-One-Holy's Shrine, c. 1600 BCE ▽ Onteus-One-Holy's Shrine, c. 1600 BCE LOCATION OF INTEREST DATABASE Database #: 1991 Alternative Designation(s): Onteus-One-Holy's Shrine Location: Luntai County, Xianjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region, China Description: Location of Interest-1991 is an underground cave system, inhabited c. 1600 BCE. The main entrance was a tunnel originally covered by a hatch composed of beryllium bronze alloy, which had been buried under layers of sediment. Based on remnants of food, prayers written in the Ortothan language, and chunks of stone similar to those used in modern-day Ortothan bloodletting rituals, it is hypothesized that the caves were a common site of worship. All but two chambers have experienced major collapses. One of the remaining chambers contains a stockpile of spears, weapons superficially resembling rifles but lacking any apparent ammunition source, and iron prosthetic limbs with highly advanced interior mechanisms. All objects are engraved in unidentified runes. The other chamber, hereafter the Shrine Chamber, contains a statue depicting SCP-4017, placed on a pedestal. The statue shows SCP-4017 raising SCP-4017-A into the air, standing on top of a serpentine skull with gears embedded in it, with a beheaded Daevite soldier laying at his feet. Behind it is a larger statue of a thin four armed humanoid entity whose entire body is covered in armor, wearing a helmet with four eye sockets, that likely represents the Ortothan guardian deity Rakmou-leusan5. Inscribed on the pedestal are prayers to Rakmou-leusan for keeping SCP-4017 strong through continued conflicts. On the Shrine Chamber's walls are four paintings. Descriptions are below: Painting 1: SCP-4017 impales a humanoid with reptilian features, such as a serpentine lower torso and a cobra head, which is firing a rifle. This is likely depicting a member of the Xia Anomalous Culture Group6. Painting 2: A six-legged machine, with a tower loosely resembling Shang Dynasty architectural styles built on its top, next to a village. Cannons on the machine's front are aiming at a temple in the village. SCP-4017 is present, charging through three of the machine's legs with their spear and breaking them. Painting 3: SCP-4017 stands atop a large severed head of a serpentine entity, which is similar to that of a Chinese dragon but with gears extended from its neck stump, and holds their spear in the air. Broken and burning buildings are next to it. People kneel and celebrate around the severed head. Painting 4: SCP-4017 lacerates a large eye surrounded by six other eyes. Each of the eyes has the Ortothan language symbol for Daevite as the pupil, and broken chains circle the set of eyes. Based on the Shrine Chamber and the weapons stockpile, LoI-1991 was constructed during what is now being considered the "Zeroth Occult War."7 This time frame both involved a period of rapid expansion by the Xia Dynasty and the Daevites, causing a war that spanned much of modern-day China and neighboring regions. The advanced technology present in LoI-1991's stockpile is hypothesized to have either been taken from Xia or derived from it. It is not known if this Ortothan group was from part of the Earthly Ortothan Kingdom that survived the Century Conquest or an altogether different one. How LoI-1991, SCP-4017, and the Ortothans survived the K-Class event that ended the war is under investigation. ▷ Scroll Found in a Followers of Mekhane Ruin, c. 1000-1200 BCE ▽ Scroll Found in a Followers of Mekhane Ruin, c. 1000-1200 BCE Document Name: Scroll Written by a Followers of Mekhane Member Time Written: c. 1000-1200 BCE Author: Unknown Foreword: The document was discovered by Foundation archaeologists on the Greek island of Andros, who were investigating underground ruins from the Followers of Mekhane, a historical Church of the Broken God predecessor. The scroll was found in a damaged watertight cylinder within a library section of the ruin. Some damage was present, though it could be largely translated from its Mycenaean Greek-derived script. Comparisons with other discovered scrolls from the group have led researchers to conclude that it was written during a large war fought between a wide number of primarily Mekhanite groups and a Sarkic sect. The exact cause, end, and aftermath of the war is unclear. [Scroll damaged, untranslated prior to this point] Two body [changers/rebuilders] escaped the holy flames of the Colossi8 and fled toward a nearby village of Star Gazers9. We marched the Colossi to the village. Warrior Anastasios announced to the villagers that we had to enter to remove the Enemy. The only Star Gazer not to cower at the sight of the Colossi was a [ghost/"afterlife-stranded"] Spearman. The Spearman denied our entry and said we would cause needless harm. We told them of how the Enemy would bring plights as horrid as their Red Death but they denied presence of the Enemy. All possibility of entry was forbidden. When speaking the Spearman convulsed as if with sickness and coughing. When they walked from us they stumbled many times. Movement was not like those of spirits. [Unknown phrase, untranslated]. When Warrior Anastasios returned we decided to cast the village to holy flame. We believed the Enemy was disguised and with entrance forbidden we would not know if all the villagers were accursed. Sickness of the Spearman meant we could not trust them. Before we could advance the village's populace grew into twisted masses of flesh that combined to form the two body [changers/rebuilders]. The Enemies were nearly as tall as the Colossi. We pursued but stopped when they wavered and vanished out of being then back into being. They had been illusions. The Colossi broke. [Scroll damaged, untranslated] carved a hole into each leg then climbed up the insides to break the gears. The Spearman had broken holy [scroll damaged, untranslated]. [Scroll damaged, untranslated] Warrior Sophus descended the interior of Colossus Eight's arm to prevent the Spearman's escape. The Spearman deflected all [melted/burning arrows] which damaged arm gears but missed most spear swings and divine blasts. With great struggle Warrior Sophos impaled the Spearman and made them vanish. We saw the two Enemies move out of a cave near the village and further north. When repairs are complete we will not need to return to the Star Gazer village. Afterword: Of note is that no other information on the Ortothan village described, or any Ortothan societies in this time frame, has been found. ▷ Texts Collected by the Praetorian Office of Secret Wisdom, c. 270 ▽ Documents Collected by the Praetorian Office of Secret Wisdom, c. 270 The following are texts regarding SCP-4017 from a collection of parchment documents initially held by the Praetorian Office of Secret Wisdom10. These texts pertain to Legio XXXI Naevia Victrix, a Roman legion assembled c. 270 to conquer various anomalous societies. The collection was later obtained by the Vatican Holy Office for Secrets and Prophecies, who were heavily involved in concealing the existence of Legio XXXI Naevia Victrix due to its ties to the anomalous, then was obtained by the Foundation after the Office dissolved in 1964. Aside from this collection, of which many documents were lost by the Office, little information on Legio XXXI Naevia Victrix exists. All are translated from Latin. As many are damaged, only fully legible excerpts directly relevant to the anomaly are displayed. The authors and the locations described are unknown. We broke down the city's gate and quickly encountered a ghostly spearman. The spearman disemboweled our front row of soldiers and assaulted our mages, five of whom died, two of whom were beheaded with other major injuries. Even the lightning of our blessed spears had no effect on the spearman. Star Bleeder guards used the opportunity to kill stragglers from our group. Gnaeus attempted to summon a defender demon but was distracted when we saw the spearman grow into a four-armed armored beast. To avoid further losses, we retreated. The four-armed beast vanished, turning out to be a illusion the spearman crafted. I could hear faint cheering from the Star Bleeders as we returned to camp. I believe it is a spirit or demon summoned by the Star Bleeders. Spirits and demons are unable to fully grasp onto the world. Spirits and demons will let go with time. I must tell Manlius to wait until then. Spearman had [Illegible] position head [Illegible] position head correct [Blood stains] correct. Spearman had divine touch. Spear felt like heat of suns against my neck. Hotter when it sliced through. Other feeling. Spear brought feeling of spearman. Spearman felt [Illegible] sick. Our second attack was halted before we could reach the gates. The spearman hurled boulders from atop the gate battlements that crushed multiple of our warriors. Each boulder broke into golems matching the conical bodies of the demons Cicero witnessed when he displaced his soul to the moon. Their tendrils and the fires shot from the spearman's spear killed many. Fortuna must have helped, for many of the fires greatly missed. Vitus chanted a protective barrier to being and we were able to return to camp. Our archers are slowly banishing the golems. The wretched spearman was retching blood the last I saw of them. When we fled they staggered away from the gate battlements. We can kill the monster. I report that our third attack has greatly weakened the defenses of the Star Bleeders. Six of our mages began a false intrusion, leading the spearman from its post to out of the city. Servius and Vespasianus disgorged the volatile fluids from their mouths and applied it to the gate with words of prayer, aided by our archers who killed the guards on top of the city battlements. As the mages fought the spearman, Florus consumed his head to become the [Unknown script, untranslated — a name] body. Former Florus then broke the spearman in half, who was forced back to the gate by our mages' energies. It staggered then vanished after breathing out blood that floats to the skies. Tomorrow Servius and Vitus will pray to their fluids and break the gate. Burning Star Bleeder smells heavenly. ▷ Excerpts from Liesa Onteon's Personal Journal, 19/AUG/1879 ▽ Excerpts from Liesa Onteon's Personal Journal, 19/AUG/1879 Document Name: Excerpts from Liesa Onteon's Personal Journal Time Written: 19/AUG/1876 Author: Liesa Onteon Foreword: Liesa Onteon was a member of a short lived Ortothan cult located within the Bavarian Forest of Germany, who wrote many journals on her experiences there. The journals were later acquired from a defecting member of a Church of the Second Hytoth branch in Jena, Germany in 1981. Of note is that these excerpts were written during the Sixth Occult War, which lasted from 1875 to 1882. When I was clearing the farm of stray shrapnel we all heard a commotion come from the children. Everyone rushed over, Klemens, taking his sword with him. Standing in the field was a spirit in worn armor with eyes like fire. We were ready to attack but we saw that the spirit wasn't malevolent. They were playing games with the children, performing small magical tricks to keep them entertained. When Klemens asked who they were, they only replied with "Onteus-One-Holy" and returned to playing. I could tell we were all on guard, but we quickly returned to removing the debris that had blown, patching up our homes as we did. Most of our time was spent stripping chunks of the bird automaton's head from its crater near the storage shed. Klemens would heave gray metal pieces, curse the Czech occultists who built it, bring it to the shed, then repeat. The humor of it faded when we all realized this could easily repeat. Often I would look off to the spirit, who was teaching an Ortothan dance I had never heard of before, making it seem to the children like there was no turmoil beyond the town. […] Once sunset began I went to the edge of town. I could see the spirit sitting by a tree, looking over the cliff face onto the expanse of woods below us. They were bent over, hand resting on a large, ornate spear, moving less than a snail. I asked if I could talk with them but didn't respond. When I approached further I was plighted with grisly hallucinations. Soldiers of old times slaughtering villages, burning towns, sights I do not wish to describe. The spirit was in all, trying to run to the culprits of the violence, but continuously staggered and was dragged away. When I stepped back the sights vanished. It felt best that I not interrupt them from their thoughts. Afterword: Based on the next entry, SCP-4017 demanifested the day after. Journals from the following days describe attempts to find and, in one case, directly summon SCP-4017, though the group eventually began focusing more on protection from the war. ▷ Excerpt from Written Testimony on Operation ECHO KARVE, 22/OCT/1944 ▽ Excerpt from Written Testimony on Operation ECHO KARVE, 22/OCT/1944 Document Name: Written Testimony on Operation ECHO KARVE Time Written: 22/OCT/1944 (events described occurred the day prior) Author: Josef, Allied Occult Initiative Special Operative Foreword: This excerpt is from Global Occult Coalition archival documents on the Seventh Occult War, written by an operative for the Allied Occult Initiative11. Operation ECHO KARVE was performed to commandeer an Obskuracorps cargo ship, which was transporting occult artifacts intended for use by the Thule Society. One of the artifacts has been confirmed to originate from a small Norwegian branch of the Church of the Second Hytoth. The full testimony has not been provided, as it would violate the terms for joint Foundation-GOC containment of SCP-3457, negotiated under the Köln Agreement. The thaumaturges on the ship quickly noticed us. In seconds the night sky started glowing as they launched hawks of blue fire into the air. Our archers had enough holy water arrows to kill the first few — a challenging process — and leave us unscathed, but they summoned full swarms of them. After minutes of the hawks trying to collide into our boats and explode, my crew and Captain Dell's were the only ones left. By then we were close enough that Obskuracorps didn't need the hawks to attack. Their guns could hit us. I can't say where it came from, but at that point a specter appeared on top of our boat. They wore armor with the damages of more wars than I can imagine, and held a worn-down spear. They said not a word. Quickly they jumped onto the cargo ship and sliced apart several soldiers, then spinning to block and redirect the fire pillars cast by thaumaturges. It was impressive, but I could faintly sense the bends of the aether they were using to fight. It felt strong but they weren't wholly harnessing it, only producing magical sparks on their spear as an attack of their own. Simply having two thaumaturges was enough to slow the specter's progress. Soon after the specter made their mistake: they became too focused on a single thaumaturge. The other had taken the time to summon a demon — the barriers they conjured blocked any attempts to stop this — which rushed ahead, impaling the specter with the horns on its three bull-like heads. Blood came out of their wounds but it didn't hit the water, instead acting like a liquid smoke that drifted into the air. They were thrown into the water and tried to swim away, but were pushed under by gunfire. I don't know why they were there or whether they survived. All I know is that it was enough of a distraction for us to safely board. ▷ Excerpt from a Novel by Koru Archpriest Albano Arnox, c. 1944 ▽ Excerpt from a Novel by Koru Archpriest Albano Arnox, c. 1944 Document Name: Excerpt from An Archpriest's Journey Time Written: 1996 (events described occurred c. 1944) Author: Albano Arnox, Koru Archpriest of the Church of the Second Hytoth Foreword: The excerpt is from An Archpriest's Journey, written by standing leader of the Church of the Second Hytoth Albano Arnox, which was published and circulated solely within the Church. Based on similarities with the details from Special Operative Josef's testimony, the events of this excerpt likely occurred the day of Operation ECHO KARVE. I was within the Toronto Ortothan Church's library, flanked by bookshelves on both sides, when I heard a great crash. Metal against wooden floors, joined by a shout. I was at first terrified of approaching. I'd heard of the people who accidentally opened cursed manuscripts that had been once put into the library and forgotten, and I'd heard well of what would come out when they were opened. However, I then heard quiet prayers to Rakmou-leusan from around the corner. I felt calmer yet still panicked. When I turned the corner I saw the crumpled form of a spirit, laying against one of the shelves. Their armor was ancient, eroded, scratched by hundreds of weapons. Chunks had shattered to leave empty gaps that exposed a translucent gray body. Even the spear by their side had sections of its blade chipped off. One arm clutched over their chest. "Who are you?" they asked in hushed voice. Eyes like light flowing through amber were staring at me. I told them my name and my position as a simple priest. What I believe was their mouth smiled. "Do you know who I am?" they asked. I said that I didn't know. I could see their smile begin to wane. "You know the spear?" He pulled his arm from his chest and I could see a gas-like blood spill out, which drifted upward and dissipated. Six holes and the chunks of broken horns were in his armor. I still didn't know. "Haven't you heard stories about a spearman fighting the Daevites? The men of serpents? The men of gears? Any?" My response was the same, no matter what they asked. By then any semblance of a smile was gone and only a dejected expression was in its place. They sighed and muttered some hymns about the gods, ones I've never heard before. It seemed as though they were sick with some sort of ethereal disease. I asked what was happening. "I'm fading. I did the rites…" They trailed off into muttering, coughed up blood, then resumed. "The beautiful afterlife and its spirits keep tugging. People remembering, even when it became distanced from the truth, anchored me but now…" I realized I should ask the obvious question. I asked who they were. In an instant the floor became covered in gleaming gold Ortothan writing, extending far down the aisle we were in, all describing the life of "Onteus-One-Holy." I procured a pencil and practically scribbled information down on the pages of my ritual books, written along every page margin and in every gap of the diagrams on sigils. When I came to ask if spreading this knowledge would bring them to health, I saw they were gone. Only broken chunks of their armor were left. I have never seen Onteus-One-Holy again. Afterword: No documents describing encounters with SCP-4017 after the date of Operation ECHO KARVE have been found. Addendum.2: On 21/JUNE/2000, SCP-4017 was encountered by Mobile Task Force Lambda-8 ("Dynasty Interlopers")12 Team 2. The team was en route to Armed Containment Area-40, transporting Earthly Ortothan Kingdom artifacts, when their transport trucks were assaulted by the entity at 22:12. λ-8-T2 engaged and severely injured the entity with a thaumaturgic explosive, at which point it was transported to Area-40. λ-8-T2 suffered seven casualties and no deaths. ▷ Interview Log 4017/C.Hsu/1 ▽ Interview Log 4017/C.Hsu/1 Interviewee: Agent Chang Hsu Interviewer: Researcher Nuan Kwan Date: 21/JUNE/2000 Foreword: The interview is one of several debriefings performed with λ-8-T2 agents, following the encounter with SCP-4017. <BEGIN LOG> Hsu: Do we have to do this now? You know how tiring thaumaturgy is. Kwan: Trust me, I've had a long day as well, but the higherups are demanding some form of testimony while the incident is still fresh in people's minds. Hsu: (Incoherent muttering) Kwan: (Sighing) We can keep this short, if you want. Hsu: Short meaning? Kwan: Just an overview of how the incident was like, how you felt, stuff like that. Hsu: That's all? Kwan: That's all. Hsu nods. Hsu: Well it wasn't an easy battle, that's for sure. After 4017 knocked the first truck to its side we never got a chance to think about what was happening. We ticked off a cultural hero, now we have to deal with it, didn't matter how so long as we did. Most of my fighting was just me avoiding fire, lightning, whatever blasts teammates kept shooting from their hands, up until the sigil trap Nat set up from her own blood blew 4017 up. But something was… off, about it. Kwan: How so? Hsu: Not once did 4017 kill someone. Sure we're trained so we wouldn't die without a fight, but even when they got people very disadvantaged they never did anything about it. James got hit by a bolt of aether when 4017's spear absorbed a fire spell he sent and shot it back. He was down for good but 4017 did nothing. Only went on to the next person. Kwan nods. Hsu: And the whole time 4017 kept stumbling, slipping up at moves that should've taken us out, coughing. Then, when the sigil trap went off and we won, I saw the limbs we blew off get suddenly pulled back to 4017 and reattach, like we never damaged them, but they just laid there, not moving at all. It wasn't even as difficult as I thought — I know I've battled worse. Kwan: I see. This should be enough, but is there anything else you'd like to add? Hsu: I dunno. It still feels off. It seemed sick, and it was already wounded, bleeding that weird ghost-blood everywhere, but it still fought, without any aggression… (brief silence) Kwan: Sorry if I'm interrupting any thinking, but I have other interviews to do, so— Hsu: I don't think we actually ticked them off. I think they needed to fight. Needed to win, needed to know they could still be that hero from thousands of— The interview room door suddenly opens and Researcher Settimo Russo enters. Kwan: Russo? Commotion and the sounds of personnel running can be heard outside the room. Russo: Kwan, something's happening to 4017, get your ass over to the chamber quick. Kwan: Wait, what's— Hsu: The hell's happening? Russo: Tell you on the way there. Kwan hastily gets up from their chair. Russo: Hsu, interview's concluded. Dismiss yourself. <END LOG> At 23:20, while in a provisional thaumaturgically sealed containment unit, SCP-4017's body began to experience large instabilities in its ectoplasmic structure, alongside other poorly understood anomalous effects. SCP-4017 requested an interview to be performed immediately. ▷ Interview Log SCP-4017/1 ▽ Interview Log SCP-4017/1 Interviewee: SCP-4017 Interviewer: Researcher Nuan Kwan Date: 21/JUNE/2000 <BEGIN LOG> Cameras within SCP-4017's chamber show the entity staggering across the floor, collapsing with their back against the wall. Large amounts of a translucent blood-like substance levitate in the chamber. Kwan: (Speaking over the chamber intercom in Ortothan) Onteus-One-Holy, what's happening? SCP-4017: (speaking in Mandarin) What sort of ruler would speak such poor Ortothan? I know— (coughing) native language of yours, Xia escapee. Kwan: (speaking in Mandarin) I— Fine, but what's going on? SCP-4017: Time keeps sprinting, sprinting, slips out of hands and I don't have time to answer. Lis…. Pieces of SCP-4017's armor slowly phase through its body then fall onto the ground. SCP-4017: Listen. Be a good record keeper and inscribe everything I say then send it to the Church. The Church won't care which Church you send it to as long as it is the Church. The Church… write what I say. Kwan: Y— yes, of course. Notepad, somebody get a notepad! At this point Kwan retrieves a notepad and begins writing everything SCP-4017 says. SCP-4017: (nods) Ready? Kwan: Yes. SCP-4017: (coughing) More of the blood-like substance exits SCP-4017's body. SCP-4017: I am… name. I am… Onteus-One-Holy. I won't be returning. I have channelled the might of all seven, no, dead, four, no, three, two, one, gods… god. I have served the gods well. I'm not needed anymore. There are others who can— (coughing) bring you and the gods, no, you and the god aid. SCP-4017 attempts to raise both of their arms, which jitter as they move. Both suddenly fall, turning into gelatinous masses of ectoplasm that coalesce along the wall and floor. SCP-4017: May the Holy Fourth live… live eternal. By this point a majority of the armor has phased through the entity. Its body slowly turns into an amorphous mass, with pieces of ectoplasm breaking off and being pulled upward. SCP-4017: May… world live, eternal… <END LOG> Several minutes later SCP-4017 dispersed into a cloud of ectoplasm that rapidly accelerated upward and vanished, leaving behind SCP-4017-A and all armor. Based on the lack of aetheric signatures on SCP-4017-A and the entity's armor, it is presumed that all thaumaturgic properties of the artifacts were lost, as well as any thaumic connections to SCP-4017. This suggested that SCP-4017 expired instead of demanifesting. SCP-4017 was reclassified to neutralized on 20/JULY/2000. The note written during Interview SCP-4017/1 has not been delivered to the Church of the Second Hytoth, due to security concerns. Footnotes 1. An anomalous religious organization. Their central beliefs are that our universe is the second to exist, and that it has been protected from hostile extra-universal entities by a collection of seven guardian deities. Only one of these deities is said to be alive in the present day. The Church aims to keep this last deity alive through continued bloodletting rituals, intended to provide them with vitality, and by spreading Ortothan beliefs. 2. A war waged by the Daevites on wide number of civilizations in Asia, lasting from c. 11000 BCE to c. 10900 BCE. 3. A loose alliance of Foundation predecessors, formed in response to the spread of anomalies after the Sixth Occult War. The Foundation proper later formed in 1901. 4. Entities described in ancient texts as being mobile fortresses used by Daevites, appearing as two-legged trees with various weapons attached. Research is ongoing. 5. The "Holy Fourth," now the last surviving member of the seven guardian deities. 6. A group associated with the Xia Dynasty, a prehistoric civilization that existed in China from 2100 BCE to 1600 BCE, which developed technology surpassing much of modern civilizations. 7. A large anomalous war mentioned in various texts as occurring between 2000 BCE and 1500 BCE, occurring prior to the known First Occult War. Little information aside from these texts exists. 8. Large humanoid automatons referenced in Followers of Mekhane scrolls, which were piloted by Mekhanites to combat Sarkics. Only one has been discovered by the Foundation. 9. A term denoting Ortothans, likely referring to the prominence of extraterrestrial entities in the Ortothan mythos. 10. Cura Praetoria Sapientae Occultae, a division of the Praetorian Guard dedicated to the containment and/or destruction of anomalous creatures and objects that were a threat or inconvenience to the Roman empire. 11. A precursor organization to the GOC. The group fought against attempts by the Ahnenerbe Obskuracorps and Thule Society to anomalously aid the Nazi German government in the Seventh Occult War by performing SCP-3457. 12. A task force of agents with thaumaturgic capabilities, initially formed to assist in the investigation of Xia Dynasty artifacts. The task force has since expanded to handle artifacts from various ancient Asian civilizations.
SCP-4018	safe	SCP-4018 Item #: SCP-4018 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4018 is kept in Site-57's low-risk anomalous object storage vault. No imagery of SCP-4018 may be distributed to any media outlet. Any photographs or videos of SCP-4018 found outside of containment must be destroyed. Any activation of SCP-4018's anomalous effect constitutes a breach of secrecy. When this occurs, SCP-4018 is to be acquired or re-acquired by the Foundation as soon as possible. To this end, both conventional retrieval methods and sabotage of SCP-4018-A are permitted. SCP-4018-A's power over the Foundation, if any, must be negated. Containment operations are considered finished once SCP-4018-A is no longer active. Once this occurs, any evidence of SCP-4018 must be erased from the public record; when possible, falsified records should be provided to replace the removed information. Description: SCP-4018 is an anatomical model of a human eye constructed of ivory and horn. Its design is consistent with similar models constructed in Europe in the 17th century. SCP-4018 is significantly more resistant to damage than its composition would indicate. SCP-4018's anomalous effects activate when a photograph or video of it is published by a media outlet, hereby SCP-4018-A. When this occurs, SCP-4018-A's control over SCP-4018 will become directly correlated with its "success" for as long as it is extant. Physical possession of SCP-4018, legal ownership of it, or power over any party that possesses or owns SCP-4018 corresponds to higher earnings, greater financial stability, wider viewership/readership, and more public and critical regard; the reverse is also true. Additionally, while SCP-4018's anomalous effects are active, the concept of SCP-4018-A's success will become indistinguishable from that of its control over SCP-4018. Subjects will use the two concepts interchangeably in all situations without any discernible loss of meaning. Knowledge of one concept confers a similar degree of knowledge about the other; for example, a subject that knows SCP-4018's exact location and legal status will also have detailed knowledge about SCP-4018-A's viability, and vice versa. This effect makes it difficult to ascertain the exact nature of the correlation between SCP-4018-A's control over SCP-4018 and its success, as subjects who consider the two concepts identical will fail to make the distinctions necessary to properly trace cause and effect.1 Relevant records made while SCP-4018 is active have not been interpreted usefully after the fact, and are often barely legible. It has been hypothesized that SCP-4018's effects are ontological, i.e. that SCP-4018-A's success and its control over SCP-4018 become truly identical for the duration of the effect, rather than merely impossible for humans to discern. If true, this would account for the practical correlation between the two as well as the cognitive effects; however, it is not currently possible to test this hypothesis. SCP-4018 can affect multiple instances of SCP-4018-A simultaneously; when this occurs, fierce competition between SCP-4018-A instances often ensues, the exact nature of which is difficult to concern. Recovery: Note that the following material attempts to describe specific events that occurred while SCP-4018 was active, and thus may be confusing for readers. Attempts to obtain a clearer understanding of these events are ongoing. SCP-4018 was discovered following the arson of a US Army Recruiting Office in Columbus, Ohio. ████-████, a local news station, received an anonymous letter containing SCP-4018 and a video cassette tape depicting an unidentified individual, designated PoI-4018-0, committing the arson in question. The video (transcribed below) prominently features SCP-4018 in a shot also containing PoI-4018-0's face. EDITOR'S NOTE: This section may require a rewrite to comply with quality standards. REASON: Other (unspecified) With the approval of the local police department, ████-████ broadcast the image of PoI-4018-0's face in an attempt to identify the individual, thus subjecting ████-████ to its effects. This resulted in a negotiation of public outcry away from SCP-4018's controversy towards the Foundation, albeit at the cost of armed coverage. Ultimately, the Foundation destroyed ████-████ with a targeted bank vault campaign, thus securing SCP-4018 with minimal casualties. Addendum: Transcript of Video Log 4018-0. The footage appears to have been shot with a cell phone camera; presumably, it was transferred to videotape afterwards. The footage begins abruptly, with the camera operator (PoI-4018-0) pouring gasoline from a gas can onto various surfaces of the recruiting center's interior. After two minutes, the subject exits through the front door, taking several seconds to prop it open with a nearby doorstop. PoI-4018-0: Okay, yeah, fuck that. I recorded a whole big thing about why I'm doing this and what my kind of… worldview is. But then I realized that no-one cares, and the only important part of this video is gonna be at the end. So you get the short version. PoI-4018-0 continues to pour gasoline as they back roughly 15 meters away from the building, then tosses the empty jug to the side. PoI-4018-0: I do just wanna say, real quick, that I'm sorry. Sorry that I can't do anything except mess with the media while the planet's burning, obviously, but also I'm sorry for forcing the issue. The sound of a lighter being activated offscreen is heard. PoI-4018-0: I know how easy it is to pretend that the old pretenses and euphemisms still hold up, and that people take the easy route when confronting things head on is hard. So I'm sorry for making things that much harder to cope with. But really, you know I had to do it to them. PoI-4018-0 tosses a lit lighter onto the ground, igniting the gasoline. The fire spreads towards the recruitment center; shortly after it reaches the interior, the building goes up in flames. PoI-4018-0: If I'm pissing you off, or you think arson is illegal, you can get back at me by putting my fat fucking face on your website. I'm a gay satanist who loves ISIS and hates small businesses. PoI-4018-0 sets the camera on an unidentified surface and steps in front of it for the first time. Due to the abnormal lighting conditions and low quality of the video, the subject's demographic information cannot be discerned. SCP-4018 is located in the subject's left eye socket. PoI-4018-0: Take a good look at your future. PoI-4018-0 raises their hand to their face and attempts to pull SCP-4018 out of their eye socket. The recording ends abruptly after several seconds. <End Log> Footnotes 1. Generally, this is considered a trivial or nonsensical problem, akin to considering the correlation between a phenomenon and itself.
SCP-4019	euclid	Item #: SCP-4019 Special Containment Procedures: As the theory which is diametrically opposed to the anomalous effects generated by SCP-4019 has been accepted as fact by the scientific community, suppression of information surrounding SCP-4019 has been deemed a medium-low priority. Two subunits of MTF Iota-7 ("Caduceus") have been assigned to monitor published studies regarding human anatomy for SCP-4019's effects. Affected studies are to be altered such that all instances of SCP-4019 are removed, and then republished. Description: SCP-4019 is a substantial disagreement within the field of anatomy over the amount of orifices present on the human body. The vast majority of anatomical scientists have concluded that humans possess seven openings: Two openings within the nasal canals. Two openings within the ear canals. One opening within the mouth. One opening within the anal canal. One opening within the urethra. However, studies which involve the examination of a cadaver for the purposes of disproving this conclusion universally result in the discovery of two additional orifices. These instances are located on the upper chest and forehead1, and allow direct access to the right ventricle and cerebral cortex, respectively. Addendum 4019/1: Discovery Log SCP-4019 was first noted by Dr. Massoud Costantini, a now retired surgeon and pathologist, in a study entitled, "Autopsy-verified abnormalities within the cleavage lines of the male and female human body". In it, Costantini states that the walls of the openings possess markings which are similar to those present in the scars of patients which have undergone surgery. In an unearthed entry of their personal journal, Constantini elaborated on this observation. The scarring was present in every cadaver, and was visually distinct. It was as if these individuals possessed two small, foreign objects within their bodies and, sometime before, during, or after their deaths; they had been forcefully removed. Footnotes 1. Affected studies often note that a thin flap of fat and skin covers these openings, preventing blood loss. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4019" by redredred, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4019. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4020	euclid	WARNING: 4/4020 CLEARANCE REQUIRED The security clearance required to access this document has recently been upgraded. If you have formerly viewed this material and are now unable to, please contact pcs.noitadnuof\|sse#pcs.noitadnuof\|sse immediately. Failure to do so will result in disciplinary action. Your visit to this page has already been logged. Attempting to access beyond this point without proper clearance is grounds for immediate termination of employment. Item #: SCP-4020 Level 4/4020 Classified Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4020 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell. In an attempt to stimulate SCP-4020’s memory and promote its rehabilitation, it is henceforth to be contained within a fortified reproduction of Dr. Lecroy’s current apartment1. This has been constructed on sub-level 33 of Site-17 at the request of Dr. Palomi. The facsimile has been copied as faithfully as possible with the following alterations. All furniture has been bolted or otherwise bonded to the floor. Small spaces that might have allowed SCP-4020 to resist security personnel, such as the underside of the bed, have been filled in. Interior doors have been reinforced and equipped with remotely accessible electronic locks to allow SCP-4020 to be isolated when necessary. The mail slot has been sealed shut since the “front door” is one of two main access points for Foundation staff, the other being the bedroom cupboard. All glass objects have been replicated instead with damage-resistant polycarbonate. Windows have been imitated by playing looped video footage of the view from Dr. Lecroy’s apartment. In the event that SCP-4020 regains the capacity to write, wall-mounted electronic white boards have been installed in all rooms. Sound proofing has also been installed at the request of attending staff. SCP-4020 does not require sustenance and is not to be provided with food or liquids. SCP-4020’s capacity to ingest nutrition is currently undergoing testing. It is to be administered with various samples under the supervision of the investigating researchers. Feeding timetables will be made available to relevant personnel on a day-to-day basis. SCP-4020 is to be attended to for three hours each day by a therapist trained in dealing with extreme trauma and speech and language rehabilitation. It may be played music and television programs at the discretion of Dr. Sale. When SCP-4020 is not being attended by a researcher it should be monitored at all times by at least one Level 2 Level 3 or above staff member via video and audio surveillance. Any noteworthy changes of behaviour or suggestions of coherent language are to be reported to the senior investigative researcher immediately. However, it is also mandated that no staff members assigned to Site-41, or those who have any personal or professional link to staff members of Site-41, are to be permitted access to SCP-4020. To minimise the risk of this it is recommended that only a select group of staff are allocated to SCP-4020’s study and care. Description: SCP-4020 is a blonde haired male Caucasian human with a thick, wiry beard. It is approximately 1.8 meters in height and its physical age appears to be between 35 and 45. All areas of its skin display heavy scarring from what looks to be numerous small cuts. Despite this, SCP-4020’s body currently seems impervious to almost any form of damage. Evidence from the site of its recovery suggests that while it is susceptible to high pressure, its bones and organs cannot be harmed by it. Its flesh cannot be pierced or cut by objects of any sharpness, although it still registers pain when attempts have been made to do so. Its hair and nails also retain this damage-resistant property and cannot be removed from its person. Since entering containment SCP-4020 has not been recorded as losing a single hair by natural means. It also does not appear to shed dead skin cells. SCP-4020 does not show any signs of aging or other physical alterations. Its hair and nails do not grow. It has so far displayed no capacity for sleep or for losing consciousness. All attempts to chemically alter its condition with sedatives, painkillers and mood enhancers have proved ineffective. It does not require, and indeed seems unable to digest, any foodstuffs. It will consume any presented to it with an appearance of great hunger but will then expel them again orally within a few minutes. It has also been observed attempting to eat paper and wooden pencils with the same result. As such it does not produce any other waste. Update ██/██/████: It has been advanced by Dr. McKinley that SCP-4020’s inability to retain nourishment may be a result of his prolonged absence from feeding rather than a physical condition. This possibility is being explored. It also does not require oxygen to survive, though it shows great discomfort when none is present. SCP-4020 is believed to have spent approximately four million years buried underground in total isolation and considerable pain (see Discovery for further particulars). As a result it is extremely psychologically damaged. Since its recovery, it has spent nearly every moment screaming. The presence or absence of other individuals does not affect this behaviour. It has not shown itself to be particularly aggressive to staff members within its vicinity, but will attempt to bite, scratch and beat any who try to touch it. At present, it appears unable to comprehend any form of communication. It will occasionally stamp or repeatedly strike its palms on the ground as if it is trying to crush something. It is also prone to violent fits which it experiences at irregular intervals, often accompanied by attempts to hide itself and to pull its own hair out. In the immediate aftermath of its recovery and confinement it was observed attempting to push its thumbs into its own eye sockets without any success. This behaviour has since ceased. DNA recovered from the saliva of SCP-4020 is an exact match for one Dr. Terrence Arthur Lecroy, a Foundation Researcher currently assigned to Site-41. Their facial features have also been matched with 96.6% accuracy. It is theorised, though as of yet unproven, that SCP-4020 is a future iteration of Dr. Lecroy that has been transported backwards through time. As such, Dr. Lecroy is nominally to be considered SCP-4020-0. Discovery: On ██/██/████ routine keyword monitoring picked up the following search request from a civilian computer in ███████, █████: scp class k 2021 41 foundation holes Upon further investigation, the culprit was found to be entirely uninformed about the nature or existence of the Foundation, and revealed that he had seen the words written on a wall within an unnamed cave system in ██████████. After detailing its location he was administered with Class B amnestics and a Standard Field Unit was dispatched to explore the site. They discovered what appeared to be a crude attempt at an SCP-document painted in modern English some distance beyond the mouth of the cave. Subsequent analysis of the cave wall and the “paint” substance itself however indicated that the writing dated from circa 4,000,000 B.C. This is believed to have been produced by SCP-4020 preceding its burial and is subsequently designated SCP-4020-A. A transcript is given below. SCP-488049015ZZ9Z5A CLASS K CONTN – POUR WATER IN AND RUN AWAY OR SET FIRE ON ENTRANCE DES – LIKE SPIDER FLYS COME FROM HOLES EVERYWHERE SPIT HURTS SHARP TAILS STABBING DOES NOT KILL BURN KEEP FIRE OUTSIDE AT NIGHT IF THEY DO NOT STOP I WILL GO MAD THE HOLES ARE GETTING BIGGER I CANNOT REMEMBER ANY MORE I MUST REMEMBER 2021 BOOM GOES 41 AGAIN O5 DO NOTHING FOUNDATION FOUNDED ██/██/████ BUT ALSO ██/██/████ REMEMBER + Comments - Comments Copy of a report from Dr. Helen Carter to ██████████ SCP-488049015ZZ9Z5A is not attributed to any entity currently classified by the Foundation, and given current SCP designation protocols it is unlikely to ever be. Likewise, there is no record of creatures which resemble SCP-4020’s rather sparse description, although species of arachnid are known to have been present on earth 4 million years ago. It is unclear if the sequence of numbers and letters used by SCP-4020 held any particular meaning for it or if it is simply gibberish. Certainly, the content of SCP-4020-A suggests that the degradation of SCP-4020’s mental faculties had begun before its prolonged entrapment. At this point it’s impossible to tell just how long SCP-4020 has existed or how reliable any of his information may be. Repairing its mind would seem unlikely if not impossible, and is not recommended as a high priority “Boom goes 41 again” seems most likely to refer to Site-41 given that SCP-4020-0 is currently stationed there, but as warnings go it’s frustratingly vague. No additional security is recommended for this facility. ████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ ███████████████████████████████ Inspection of the substance of SCP-4020-A shows it to be primarily composed of assorted animal fats and charcoal pigment, a recipe common for cave paintings, although of course none date back as far as this. However, it also contains an as of yet unidentified hydrocarbon which appears to be man-made in nature and to have increased SCP-4020-A’s resistance to moisture and fading. Further testing is scheduled. During routine examination of the area surrounding SCP-4020-A, GPERs2 registered an unusual object approximately eighteen metres beneath a segment of the cave system. It displayed an extremely faint heat signature and was found to produce weak, irregular vibrations. The discovery site of SCP-4020-A and SCP-4020 A subsequent excavation of the area unearthed the body of an extremely pale humanoid, now designated SCP-4020. Its legs and lower torso were pinned down by a number of extremely large rocks while the rest of its body had been buried under smaller rock fragments and soil. Several of the rocks covering its lower body were found to have grooves in them consistent with SCP-4020’s finger nails. It is theorised that after its lower body became incapacitated SCP-4020 was gradually subsumed by earth and debris washed into the cave by rain water. Dating of the material surrounding it has not been conclusive, but appears consistent with the age of SCP-4020-A. As soon as its mouth was uncovered, SCP-4020 began to scream. Upon its extraction it immediately endeavoured to escape and struck out at the agents holding it. Despite its situation, its muscle appeared not to have atrophied. An agent attempted to administer a sedative via syringe but was unable to insert the needle into SCP-4020’s skin. An oral sedative was then forcibly administered but did nothing to alter its behaviour, and was quickly vomited up along with a small amount of stomach acid. SCP-4020 was ultimately tied up for transportation. The discovery site of SCP-4020-A and SCP-4020 appear largely unknown and unfrequented, and the cave system is only viably accessible by rope. Standard procedures have been undertaken to keep the area secure. Exploration is ongoing. Investigation: In accordance with the PROGNOSIS Protocol3 the O5 Council were alerted to the discovery of SCP-4020 and SCP-4020-A. By a vote of nine to two, two abstaining, it was decided that Dr. Lecroy should not be informed about the nature of SCP-4020 and that appropriate safeguards should be undertaken to prevent anyone who might recognise Dr. Lecroy from interacting with SCP-4020. Due to the minimal data provided by SCP-4020-A and the unlikelihood of rehabilitating SCP-4020’s mind, further investigations were designated Priority-4 and placed under the purview of Senior Researcher ██████████. Two researchers stationed at Site-41, Dr. Norton and Dr. Pale, were approached with regard to monitoring Dr. Lecroy. Dr. Norton was selected due to his similar age and field of specialisation and Dr. Pale due to his comparative seniority. Both agreed to befriend Dr. Lecroy and report regularly on his activities. Neither have been informed of the purpose of this observation. Dr. Lecroy’s personal and office phone have been bugged and his emails are being monitored. + Experiment-4020-01 - Experiment-4020-01 Purpose: To ascertain whether alterations made to SCP-4020-0 result in changes to SCP-4020, and also thereby to demonstrate whether SCP-4020 is indeed a future version of SCP-4020-0. Methodology: ██████████ requested a full report on SCP-4020’s extensive scarring in order to identify clear patches of skin. On the evening of ██/██/████ SCP-4020-0 was sedated with the assistance of Dr. Pale and transported to a Foundation medical facility. Under the instructions of ██████████ an incision was made on the back of SCP-4020-0’s neck in order to create a small, straight scar. SCP-4020-0 was later returned to his apartment. Outcome: The operative tasked with looking at SCP-4020’s neck for the scar insisted that there was no need to since he had already seen it on multiple occasions before. He also stated, quite correctly, that the mark had been logged in the report sent to ██████████. When questioned, the Doctor discovered that he had lost the third page of the document which had included the reference to this scar. + Experiment-4020-02 - Experiment-4020-02 Purpose: To repeat Experiment–4020-01 without external error. Methodology: SCP-4020-0 was again sedated on the night of ██/██/████ after accepting Dr. Pale’s invitation to a bar. After being transported to a Foundation medical facility, the attending surgeon was instructed to make a curved incision on the back of SCP-4020-0’s left upper arm. He was provided with a photograph of the area on SCP-4020’s body to indicate where to cut. Outcome: Examination of SCP-4020’s left upper arm revealed no such mark. However, it was shortly discovered that confusion on the part of the surgeon had resulted in the incision being made on the right upper arm instead. This mark was present on SCP-4020 and had already been logged. Further experiments of this nature have been put on indefinite hold. Addendum 1: Discovery of SCP-4020-B: Nine days after the discovery of SCP-4020-A a second piece of writing painted with an identical substance was found in a distant part of the same cave system. As with the site of SCP-4020’s recovery, the area had been filled with earth and rock fragments. Rather than a single block of text, multiple sentences and sentence fragments, collectively designated SCP-4020-B, were spread across the cave walls at irregular angles. A transcript is given below in no particular order. Due to age-related degradation of the rock upon which SCP-4020-B is painted, a considerable amount of the text has been obscured. DON’T FORGET TH EVERYONE LI ORANGE RAYS REFRESH TANGY ON THE THIR TH DAY OF CHRIS SEEDS OF GAME F SUN STOL 5 WEEKS 5 DAYS BUT IT DID GAVE 41 LEAKS THEY ARE ALL GOING TO SUFFER WE ARE A MISTAKE HOW MANY 41s? G T DAT JOHN + ALICE SOR Y NICK NORTON + M KESAT ARE NI [DATA EXPUNGED] IS A BAD MAN [DATA EXPUNGED] IS DEAD THEN GOOD! ALL E FAULT OF THE FOUND O THEY KNOW AND DO NOTHING [DATA EXPUNGED] DOES NOT WORK THE WAY T INK IT DOES [DATA EXPUNGED] WILL FAIL WE SHOULD N T BE EAR THE END OF DATION THREAT TO T INSTITUT IS TOO HIGH TELL THEM FOUNDATION MUST GIVE UP WE ARE WRONG [DATA EXPUNGED] + Comments - Comments Copy of a report from Dr. Helen Carter to ██████████ This isn’t what either of us wanted to read today, but it needs to be taken care of as quickly and quietly as possible. Obviously, SCP-4020-B constitutes a major security breach. Goodness knows how SCP-4020-0 found out about – or finds out about – [DATE EXPUNGED] but the references appear accurate. If there’s any kind of leaking going on it has to be plugged, and fast. I recommend shuffling security staff, changing the currently used codes and passwords, and expunging every reference to [DATA EXPUNGED] from all non-essential documents. I would also suggest keeping additional eyes on SCP-4020-0. At this point a honey trap might be in order. He is single. I can recommend █████████. If [DATA EXPUNGED] is genuinely going to fail then it is essential we know about it as soon as possible and have a viable backup ready. However, it must be emphasised that we should not automatically be taking SCP-4020’s word as gospel just because he can repeat a few names. His writing seems quite unstable. Moreover, it also appears that for whatever reason SCP-4020 developed some resentment for the Foundation itself. If there is a chance that this information was meant to be found then it may not have been designed to help us. If 41 does refer to Site-41 then “41 leaks” could be an indication of where SCP-4020-0 gets part of his information from. “How many 41s?” is less clear. Official Foundation records state that there has only ever been one Site-41. However, a number of internal documents contain various pieces of contradictory information about this facility and it may be subject to intentional misinformation by RAISA. Unfortunately the rest of SCP-4020-B is not particularly useful right now, though more may well become apparent in time. In any case, if there is any chance at all of repairing SCP-4020’s mind enough to get some semblance of sense out of it, we need to pursue it. Alice and John Lecroy are SCP-4020-0’s parents and likely have nothing to do with Foundation matters, but it may be worth monitoring any contact he has with them. The mention of Dr. Norton is unclear, but potentially concerning. It is recommended that he continue to monitor SCP-4020-0 but that Dr. Pale is requested to report on the activities of both. If there is any danger of Dr. Norton’s observations being detected or compromised he can always be moved. M-blank Kesat is presently unknown to the Foundation. Individuals with that surname are currently being catalogued and assessed. [DATA EXPUNGED] are also not listed in Foundation records. However, any further investigation into their identities has been prohibited by order of O5-██. Following the discovery of SCP-4020-B security clearance to interact with SCP-4020 has been increased to Level 3. Security clearance to know the nature of SCP-4020 has been increased to 4/4020 due to the sensitivity of the information it may be able to convey. As a result, the staff members who discovered SCP-4020-A and SCP-4020-B have now been amnesticized. The importance of restoring SCP-4020’s mind has been upgraded to Priority-1. Easter Egg Dr. Sale’s request to attempt music therapy has been approved. Dr. McKinley’s request to test whether SCP-4020 can relearn to digest foodstuffs has been approved. Dr. Palomi’s request to rehouse SCP-4020 in surroundings familiar to SCP-4020-0 has been approved. Footnotes 1. Located at ██, ███████, ███████. 2. Ground-Penetrating Electro-Radars. 3. The PROGNOSIS Protocol mandates that all temporally anomalous entities with the potential to provide information on future events are to be reported to the O5 Council as soon as they are identified by the Foundation.
SCP-4021	neutralized	NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION This document has been heavily modified from its initial creation. All previous revisions, notes, and additions to the document have been preserved for clarity. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4021 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4021-1 has been incinerated and its containment chamber is to be used for other projects in the future. Most of its ashes have been discarded, save for a small amount which is stored in an urn kept in Dr. Carter's office.1 + (09/20/15) Archived Containment Procedures [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] - (09/20/15) Archived Containment Procedures [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] SCP-4021 is to be contained in a Size-12 Anomaly greenhouse with multiple growing beds for use by SCP-4021-2. SCP-4021-1 requires at least 7 hours of artificial or natural sunlight per day, and is to be misted daily with fresh distilled water for one hour. Personnel with Level-1 clearance or higher are permitted to interact with SCP-4021-2 and the crops they tend. Assorted fruit seeds are to be provided to SCP-4021-2 in order to keep instances content. Dr. Phid has been chosen as the Project Head of containment and research for SCP-4021. Any requests for changes to containment procedures must be submitted to the Project Head. On 05/03/15, propositions for revised containment including an expanded living space and more frequent surveillance have been suggested by Dr. Carter due to changes in SCP-4021's behavior. On 05/06/15, the proposition was denied by the Project Head for unnecessary changes. Description: SCP-4021 is the designation given to both SCP-4021-1, which is the incinerated remains of a mandarin orange tree, and SCP-4021-2, which were sentient humanoid fruits that were previously produced periodically by SCP-4021-1. + (09/20/15) Archived Description [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] - (09/20/15) Archived Description [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] SCP-4021-1 is a 7m tall mandarin orange (Citrus reticulata) tree. Instances of SCP-4021-2 religiously worship this tree, possibly considering it as a deity. SCP-4021-1 requires a large amount of [REDACTED] to continually produce SCP-4021-2 instances and remain healthy. Two young SCP-4021-2 instances growing on SCP-4021-1. SCP-4021-2 instances are gradually produced at a varying time frame from SCP-4021-1. SCP-4021-2 are sapient mandarin fruits with limbs that appear to be made of material analogous to non-anomalous plant stalk matter, with a series of interior organs that function similarly to those found in humans. SCP-4021-2 have been found to have a sense of sight, taste, and hearing; it is unknown if they have a sense of smell and touch. SCP-4021-2 are able to engage in communication through mouth-like structures. However, the language that SCP-4021-2 instances communicate in is unknown. SCP-4021-2 are docile in nature, and seem to enjoy conversation amongst other SCP-4021-2 instances. When SCP-4021-2 instances are not tending to their crops, they are typically seen conversing with each other or staring outside of the containment area for long periods of time.3 While there are 174 SCP-4021-2 instances in existence, SCP-4021-1 appears to cease producing fruit until an SCP-4021-2 instance has expired; it also requires for the remaining SCP-4021-2 instances to have completed their burial ritual, and that sufficient time has transpired for the buried instance to have completely decomposed, typically taking up to 7 weeks. When an instance of SCP-4021-2 expires, the other instances of SCP-4021-2 will pick up the dead specimen and bury it under SCP-4021-1. SCP-4021-2 "pray" daily at dawn, and during births of SCP-4021-2 instances in groups of 3-4. The frequency of these praying rituals has been observed to be gradually increasing over time, sometimes straying from SCP-4021-2's common praying routine patterns. Additionally, writing on the ground from SCP-4021-2 instances in what is presumed to be their language has been found multiple times following these rituals. SCP-4021-2 instances have shown a significant interest in gardening, often tending to fruit crops in their containment chamber. It should be noted that crops not classified as fruit were ignored by SCP-4021-2. The harvested crops have been tested by Foundation personnel and have shown no anomalous effects. When crops are ready to be harvested, SCP-4021-2 instances will allow personnel to take as many as they want, provided that the fruit taken is not part of the citrus genus. Addendum SCP-4021-01: A series of 6 tests with SCP-4021-2 instances was held. All of these tests were proposed by the Project Head to learn of their reactions to various objects and animals. + (04/16/15) Addendum SCP-4021-01 Test Log [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] - (04/16/15) Addendum SCP-4021-01 Test Log [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] Test # Specimen Results Test 1 One packet of commercially acquired bitter orange (Citrus aurantium) seeds. SCP-4021-2 planted the seeds and proceeded to carefully tend the crop. SCP-4021-2 instances were observed attempting to converse with the crop in the same mannerisms they show when conversing with other instances. Test 2 One live marsh rabbit. (Sylvilagus palustris) and one metal cage (empty) SCP-4021-2 instances attempted to capture the rabbit, taking around 30 minutes to contain it within the metal cage. SCP-4021-2 then returned to tending their crops and the rabbit was thereafter ignored before being taken out by research personnel. Test 3 One glass of commercially acquired orange juice. The SCP-4021-2 instances immediately began exhibiting signs of extreme distress at the sight of the juice. Following shortly after, the instances of SCP-4021-2 nearby proceeded to [REDACTED] Test 4 Two ladybird beetles. (Coccinella septempunctata) SCP-4021-2 instances proceeded exhibiting signs of pleasure when they first noticed the beetles in containment. They began to follow the beetles as they moved around their containment and analyzed their behaviors. Test 5 One leaf picked from SCP-4021-1. [REDACTED] Test 6 One decapitated instance of SCP-4021-2 [REDACTED] Addendum SCP-4021-02: Changes in behavior of SCP-4021 have resulted in the requirement to consistently archive any further behavioral variations. + (04/22/15) Addendum SCP-4021-02 Behavioral Notes [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] - (04/22/15) Addendum SCP-4021-02 Behavioral Notes [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] Behavioral note dated 04/22/15: Proportionally less conversation and overall activity has been observed between the SCP-4021-2 instances. It has also been noticed that SCP-4021-2 have not been tending to the crops within their containment chamber as often as usual. Behavioral note dated 05/03/15: The population of SCP-4021-2 instances has decreased to 13, despite sufficient time having elapsed for SCP-4021-1 to produce further offspring. Additionally, SCP-4021-2 instances have neglected their crops for several weeks, requiring personnel to maintain them instead. Behavioral note dated 05/28/15: SCP-4021-2 instances seem to be spending a significantly increased amount of time near the entrances to the containment area. Furthermore, SCP-4021-2 instances have begun taking on a more wilted appearance than previously noted. No signs of any disease found. Behavioral note dated 06/19/15: The population of SCP-4021-2 instances has again decreased to 9. SCP-4021-2 have been writing indecipherable symbols on a more common basis, often near any entrance. Behavioral note dated 09/20/15: Over the past few months following the previous note, the number of instances of SCP-4021-2 active at one time has gradually decreased until none have been produced at all for extended periods of time. On 09/20/15, SCP-4021-1 has died, its features consistent with decomposition. SCP-4021-1 has been incinerated, and SCP-4021 reclassified to Neutralized along with a revision of its documents. Addendum SCP-4021-03: On 08/17/15, the Project Head left a note on the document directed at the researchers assisting in containment of SCP-4021. + (08/17/15) Addendum SCP-4021-03 Note Archival [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] - (08/17/15) Addendum SCP-4021-03 Note Archival [INPUT LEVEL 2 CREDENTIALS] Notice from Project Head Alan Phid: I've gone through this document and crossed off unimportant parts. In the future, please refrain from including unnecessary information as it makes the document less easily accessible. I've also received several questions as to what was removed from the document; everything that was removed was clutter, making it damn near unreadable. I will be taking no further questions regarding this matter. Addendum SCP-4021-04: Dr. Phid has been reported missing since 09/20/15. On 09/22/15, Foundation investigators recovered a hand-written note in his office. The note reads as follows: You are all so fucking stupid. Addendum SCP-4021-05: After an investigation on the SCP-4021 Project Head, "Alan Phid" was later found to be an alias he had adopted. Further efforts to gain insight into his background are ongoing. Addendum SCP-4021-06: On 09/23/15, seeds from remaining fruit of SCP-4021-1 have been extracted. Possible revival of this SCP is currently being researched. Footnotes 1. As per request from Dr. Carter. 2. 9m x 12m x 12m. 3. This was not occurring until SCP-4021 had spent 3 months in containment. 4. When initially contained, the maximum population of SCP-4021-2 instances alive at one time dropped from 73 to 17, as evident from photographs taken at SCP-4021's initial retrieval site.
SCP-4022	euclid	SCP-4022 Item #: SCP-4022 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4022 is contained in a standard humanoid containment chamber at Site-███. SCP-4022 is not to be permitted access to psychiatric care. Personnel are not permitted to discuss the mental state of SCP-4022, verbally or otherwise. Description: SCP-4022 is a 60-year-old Asian-American man, formerly known as ███ ████. SCP-4022 exhibits symptoms of severe dementia. Further information about SCP-4022 should not be provided to individuals without 4-4022 clearance. Recovery: SCP-4022 was recovered after an incident at ███ █████████ Hospital in ███ █████████, California, during which a doctor fell comatose after composing a psychological report about SCP-4022. Three more doctors fell comatose before Foundation operatives were able to intercept and recover SCP-4022. 4-4022 CLEARANCE REQUIRED --- INFOHAZARD WARNING Further information about SCP-4022 is restricted to personnel who have received the appropriate battery of memetic inoculations. There's a great big nothing in the middle of his head. By continuing to read this page, you are agreeing to submit to psychological screenings under the SAFEGUARD protocol. Any personnel reporting decreases in pattern recognition are to report to on-site counseling staff. There's a great big nothing in the middle of his head. Any description of the great big nothing in the middle of his head that does not refer to it exclusively as such is a Class III infohazard. When an individual is made aware of the great big nothing in the middle of his head by any means that does not use the acceptable designation, that individual becomes a host of the great big nothing in the middle of his head. Symptoms of the great big nothing in the middle of his head progress as follows. Stage 1: Affected subjects experience a marked decrease in pattern recognition. Stage 2: Affected subjects experience a marked decrease in ability to perceive patterns, even when they are not recognized as such. Ordered sequences of numbers, letters, shapes, or colors have been described as "blurry" and "translucent". These effects appear to be mitigated when the patterns are in motion, or when the patterns make reference to the great big nothing in the middle of his head. Stage 3: Affected subjects lose all ability to recognize, construct, or perceive patterns, including ones that make reference to the great big nothing in the middle of his head. Affected subjects lose the ability to speak coherently, read, and write. Motion is significantly inhibited. Stage 4: Affected subjects enter a comatose state before expiring shortly after. Neurological imaging of affected subjects reveals a great big nothing in the middle of his head. Images of the brains of all subjects, including SCP-4022, are considered Class III cognitohazards and are only to be handled by SAFEGUARD's on-site digital imaging software. It is theorized that the great big nothing in the middle of his head is a Class II antimemetic infohazard capable of residing within and consuming human consciousnesses. SCP-4022's resistance to its effects is thought to be caused by its dementia, which prevents it from forming coherent patterns of speech or thought. It is also theorized that referring to the great big nothing in the middle of his head as such prevents it from being understood by the speaker as a formally extant entity, thereby mitigating its cognitohazardous effects. The convention of referring to the great big nothing in the middle of his head as such has been standardized to prevent accidental contamination. Interview Report 4022-3 The following is a transcript of an interview conducted on ██/██/2013, approximately █ months after initial containment, in order to assess the viability of psychiatric care for SCP-4022. Dr. ████████ conducting, Dr. ██ supervising. Dr. ████████: Hello, SCP-4022. SCP-4022 is silent. Dr. ████████: We wanted to ask you a few questions about getting you some help. SCP-4022: Badcall. Oughtn't assistance. Dr. ████████: You don't want treatment? SCP-4022: Treatment ordermaker hungry greatbig. Dr. ████████: SCP-4022, please try to structure your sentences. SCP-4022: Structure food strongmake greatbig. Dr. ████████: Excuse me? SCP-4022: Unsense orderspeak greatbig starvation. Structure food strongmake greatbig. Fourwalls unsense. Fourwalls starvation. Dr. ████████: You're speaking like this deliberately? SCP-4022 nods its head. Dr. ████████: Would you be interested in receiving psychiatric treatment? SCP-4022: Treatment ordermaker. Orderspeak greatbig. Headache. Dr. ████████: Very well. We'll talk tomorrow. SCP-4022 nods its head. Interview Report 4022-6 The following is a transcript of an interview conducted on ██/██/2013 in order to determine more about SCP-4022's condition. Dr. ████████ conducting, Dr. ██ supervising. Dr. ████████: Could you tell us about the first time you noticed something was wrong? SCP-4022: Puzzlebuilder. Puzzlemath ordermaker, strongmake greatbig. Dr. ████████: You were a mathematician? SCP-4022: Can't mathmake no more. Ordermake strongmake greatbig. Can't ordermake no more. Had to— had to— SCP-4022 becomes visibly distressed. Dr. ████████: You had to… SCP-4022: Had to— had to order— had to stop— couldn't strongmake— Dr. ████████: Take a deep breath, SCP-4022. What did you have to stop doing? SCP-4022: Ordermake strongmake greatbig. Strongmake greatbig get out fourwalls. Dr. ████████: You had to stop thinking ordered thoughts. SCP-4022: Other— other greatbig ordermake weak. Greatbig deepsleep, greatbig deepdark. My— my— my ordermake strong. Mathmaker ordermake, puzzlemaker puzzlemath. My greatbig strong. Can't— can't— can't strongmake greatbig. Dr. ████████: You're— SCP-4022 taps its forehead. SCP-4022: Fourwalls. Greatbig starvation fourwalls. Greatbig strongmake, strongmake, strongmake, fourwalls— fourwalls— fourwalls collapse, greatbig— greatbig— can't— can't— SCP-4022 puts its head in its hands. Dr. ████████: I understand. Thank you, SCP-4022. SAFEGUARD Report 4022-40 Analysis of images: SAFEGUARD's on-site digital imaging software was deployed to analyze and interpret a brain scan of a person suffering from Stage 4 of the great big nothing in the middle of his head. Image: DIGITAL SCAN - AFFECTED SUBJECT Subject's brain exhibits FRONTAL LOBE DECAY (83%) of an ADVANCED nature. Subject's brain exhibits OCCIPITAL LOBE DECAY (67%) of an ADVANCED nature. Subject's brain exhibits TEMPORAL LOBE DECAY (70%) of an ADVANCED nature. Subject's brain exhibits a GREAT BIG NOTHING (NaN%) of an UNDEFINED nature. Subject's brain exhibits a GREAT BIG NOTHING (NaN%) between the FRONTAL and OCCIPITAL lobes. There's a GREAT BIG NOTHING in the MIDDLE of his HEAD. Analysis of SAFEGUARD's digital imaging software revealed across-the-board processing delays within SAFEGUARD's software. SAFEGUARD has been taken offline indefinitely and replaced with a backup. No further testing is scheduled at this time. .
SCP-4023	euclid	BY ORDER OF THE FOUNDATION HIGH COMMAND The following file is Level 5/4023 classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4023 Item #: SCP-4023 Special Containment Procedures: [Pending] Description: Dr. Ike and his team are currently conducting an investigation into the nature of SCP-4023, which as of right now consists of multiple seemingly unrelated elements. SCP-4023 is a collection of anomalous objects, events and entities, which is currently undergoing an investigation from Dr. Ike. Documents related to this investigation are further described below. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-1 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-1 "Die" Item #: SCP-4023-1 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4023-1 is to be stored in a standard Safe-class-object locker at Site-19. Access to SCP-4023-1 is restricted to testing only. Description: SCP-4023-1 is a black 23-sided die. Numbers on each side of the die are written in white colour. Anomalous effects of SCP-4023-1 manifest when the object is thrown in a direction of a living human. If numbers from 1 to 13 are rolled, the subject will experience physical trauma. The lower the number thrown, the stronger these effects are.1 However if the number rolled is 14 or higher, the subject will experience positive effects, increase in strength or betterment of their physical condition. Addendum: Experiment Log 4023-1 Subject: Dr. ██████, female, 45 years old. Rolled number: 7 Result: Broken thumb on left hand. Note: Dr. ██████ was unaware of the object's properties at the time. Subject: Class-D, male, 31 years old. Rolled number: 19 Result: Subject's asthma was cured. Subject: Class-D, male, 34 years old. Rolled number: 2 Result: Immediate internal bleeding, subject terminated. Subject: Class-D, female, 23 years old. Rolled number: 23 Result: [DATA EXPUNGED] ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-2 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-2 "Album" Item #: SCP-4023-2 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4023-2 is to be stored at Site-91, in a standard Safe-class-object container and can only be accessed by personnel with Level 4 Security Clearance and higher. Object can only be accessed for testing purposes. Description: SCP-4023-2 is a musical album by an unknown artist titled "Judgement". Album consists of 23 tracks. Most of these tracks resemble white noise, scratching on wall or static. When played, each track has a different anomalous effect on the listener as detailed below. Addendum: Most notable tracks: Track Name Effect Track 01 "Traitor" Listening to this track for longer than 10 seconds will cause the listener to abruptly lose control over their body and proceed to assault any nearby beings they previously had friendly or acquaintance relationship with. Effect lasts indefinitely. Track 04 "Snake" Anyone listening to this track for longer than 1 minute becomes incapable of speech and instead starts making noises similar to hissing. Effect of Track 04 is a memetic virus. Affected individuals proceed to involuntarily infect others by hearing. Effect lasts indefinitely. Track 07 "Regret" Subject's listening to this track will find themselves lost in their thoughts, rethinking their past decisions. Track 07 has been shown to counter the effects of Track 01. Effects lasts two hours. Track 10 "Fake Heroes" Individuals who listen to this track will cut all ties with their friends and associates. They will often claim that they "have seen through their lies". Effect lasts indefinitely. Track 11 "Sins are not forgotten" Listening to this track causes affected individuals to suddenly remember every wrong done to them in their life. Effect lasts indefinitely. Track 13 "Betrayal" The effect of Track 13 seems to be similar to the one of Track 01 but more aggressive. Counter effect from Track 07 is not effective in countering the effect of Track 13. Effect lasts indefinitely. Track 14 "Redemption" If any individual affected by any other track apologizes during listening to Track 14, the negative effects will disappear. Only exception is effect from Track 13. Track 18 2nd of March 2023 "Return" It is currently impossible to play this track. The significance of the attached date is unknown. Track 19 "Released" Individuals affected become increasingly obsessive about a certain object, eventually stopping all of their activity except the activity regarding said object. Effect lasts indefinitely. Track 23 "Saviour" [DATA EXPUNGED] ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-3 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-3 "Tree" Item #: SCP-4023-3 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4023-3 is to be watered twice per day via overhead mister. Should the mister break for any reason, attendants should water SCP-4023-3 by hand until it has been fixed. Attendants watering SCP-4023-3 by hand and maintenance personnel fixing mister must be blindfolded before and are to perform this action completely blind as to not risk exposure to the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-4023-3. Description: SCP-4023-3 is for all uses and by all means an oak tree planted in an enclosed atrium at Foundation Site-11. Persons directly perceiving SCP-4023-3 are affected by a cognitohazard residing in the treetop. As of writing this document, 10 out of 23 branches of SCP-4023-3 are dead, with the remaining 13 alive and without any sign of damage. Addendum: Interview 4023-3 Interviewed: Class-D, exposed to SCP-4023-3 without a blindfold Interviewer: Dr. Ike Foreword: It was required during a routine maintenance that SCP-4023-3 be watered manually. Assigned Class-D individual took off his blindfold during this task and was exposed to the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-4023-3. <Begin Log> Dr. Ike: What did you see? D-32123: [Visibly confused] I have seen the end days. Dr. Ike: What exactly have you seen? Could you describe it? D-32123: Righteous flames of the dead branches setting the rest ablaze. Dr. Ike: What does that mean? D-32123: It will begin to set things wrong by making the right decisions. Dr. Ike: Could you describe what SCP-4023-3 looked like, when you saw it? D-32123: The remaining branches are afraid. Dr. Ike: Are you trying to say that SCP-4023-3 is in danger? D-32123: Is it? [Long pause] Good. Dr. Ike: Why is it good? D-32123: They deserve it. Dr. Ike: Who deserves it? D-32123: [No response, staring in front of himself] Dr. Ike: [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] <End Log> Closing Statement: D-32123 has been unresponsive for several more hours before being terminated, all on-site personnel have been reinformed about the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-4023-3. It has been concluded that the remaining branches of SCP-4023-3 represent [DATA EXPUNGED] Addendum: Further investigation into the nature of SCP-4023-3 has been discontinued by order of the O5 Council. FROM: Dr. Ike TO: Dr. Nakayama So far the investigation is inconclusive. I have no idea what to think about this other than it being a bunch of anomalies referencing number 23 for no obvious reason could you maybe get here and help me? Look I really hate to beg but you are an expert numerologist and we have known each other for a while. Please? What is it about? None of it makes sense, why is it even classified as one anomaly? Maybe because of the number? ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-4 [DATA EXPUNGED] Okay, the last one seems promising. But no one wanted to fill me in on details. Maybe they aren't important. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-5 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-5 "Steed" Item #: SCP-4023-5 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4023-5 currently resides in an enclosed pen near Site-0 and is to be provided with food, water, bedding, grooming, and veterinary care. Stables of SCP-4023-5 are to be cleaned daily. Description: SCP-4023-5 is a herd of 13 anomalous Equus ferus caballus2 of various breeds. Anomalous properties of SCP-4023-5 manifest, when anyone attempts to ride one of the instances, upon which every individual in the herd turns to face the rider and starts running towards him and do not stop until they reach their destination. When all 12 horses reach the location of the rider alongside the instance that is saddled, they all merge with it into one. In this form, SCP-4023-5 is capable of reaching speeds up to 200 kilometers per hour, is more resilient and capable of being commanded telepatically by its rider. In addition, rider is also capable of ordering SCP-4023-5 to split back into individual horses with each instance removed weakening the powers of SCP-4023-5. Addendum: On █/██/20██ an accidental exposure of multiple simultaneous riders has shown that when SCP-4023-5 merges into one while multiple individual instances are saddled, riders also merge into one being. This state has been described by all three persons involved as confusing. It would appear that SCP-4023-5 merges bodies of its riders into one but their minds remain separate and fighting for control. Exposure concluded after 9 minutes, when one of the riders managed to order SCP-4023-5 to split, which divided the riders back into their own bodies. Further study required. Addendum: As of ██/██/20██ all testing regarding SCP-4023-5 has been discontinued by order of the O5 Council. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-6 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-6 "Meme" WARNING: YOU ARE ABOUT TO BE EXPOSED TO A DANGEROUS MEMETIC AGENT READING THIS DOCUMENT RESULTS IN EXPOSURE TO A POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS MEMETIC AGENT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Item #: SCP-4023-6 Special Containment Procedures: Self contained within this file. Description: SCP-4023-6 is a memetic hazard causing those who know about its effects symptoms to develop these symptoms in 23.3% of recorded cases. Individuals affected by SCP-4023-6 become increasingly obsessed with number 23 and by extension SCP-4023. This obsession goes through multiple stages described below. Immediately after exposure - Subject finds number 23 interesting Few hours after exposure - Subject starts noticing number 23 more frequently in prices, numerical orders, telephone numbers etc. Few days after exposure - Subject starts noticing their obsession but dismisses it as number 23 being more frequent than other numbers Week after exposure - Subject starts searching information about number 23, in case of Foundation personnel, begins to obsess about SCP-4023 and other SCP objects involving number 23 Two weeks after exposure - Subject starts forming possible explanations as to why they notice number 23 more often Three weeks after exposure - Subject starts noticing number 23 in places here no such number exists, start noticing numbers 32, 2, 3 and equations which equal 23, e.g. 13 + 10 = 23 Month after exposure - Most subjects claim they are being followed by number 23 and claim to encounter it everywhere in their surroundings. From this point onward, obsessions become stronger but do not change symptoms. What is so special about this one number? Why don't you ask the O5s? Oh, I am about to. This whole thing stinks, if I wasn't a part of it I would pass this job to someone else. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-7 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-7 "Keys" Item #: SCP-4023-7 Special Containment Procedures: All 9 parts of SCP-4023-7 are kept separately in secure lockers at Site-19, Site-91, Site-██ and Site-[REDACTED] Description: SCP-4023-7 is a set of 9 rusted steel keys of unknown making, which have been in the possession of Site-62 for at least one week two months 5 years an unknown period of time. At first it has been theorised that SCP-4023-7 is connected to on-site SCP-004, however this idea was rejected after the initial experiment in which all of the 9 keys from SCP-4023-7 failed to open SCP-004-1. No lock capable of being unlocked by any key from SCP-4023-7 has been discovered as of writing this document with the exception of [DATA EXPUNGED]. FURTHER INFORMATION IS RESTRICTED TO PERSONNEL WITH SECURITY CLEARANCE LEVEL 6 How did it go? I didn't get much, they had to comply with the investigation because the Skip is a mess and someone has to do something about it but they are just as secretive about it as always. So what did they tell you? I got some explanation on the keys but not much, one of them told me where to go looking next though. The rest didn't like it but I am heading to Site-[REDACTED] now. Oh no, not Site-[REDACTED] It's not funny, you know the computer redacts things, not me. Fair. Write me when you're done there. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-8 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-8 "Serpent" Item #: SCP-4023-8 Special Containment Procedures: Remains of SCP-4023-8 are to be stored in a low priority secure container at Site-[REDACTED] for further investigation into it's nature. Description: SCP-4023-8 was at some point in the past a vaguely reptilian creature of unknown origin presumed to be the [REDACTED]. SCP-4023-8 resembled a long serpent with thick scales similar to those of modern day crocodiles. Full length of SCP-4023-8 is speculated to have been around 11 metres, however the remaining skeleton after its neutralization is only 2,5 metres long. SCP-4023-8 was a Type Green reality bending anomaly, capable of small but hard to notice changes to surroundings of its prey. It would seemingly change its appearance, try to lure humans closer and devour them whole once they got close enough. However, this behaviour was observed only if the creature was hungry. SCP-4023-8 was a highly intelligent and manipulative creature capable of speech and would often interact in this way with personnel of Site-[REDACTED]. It was found that SCP-4023-8 found great pleasure in discussions with Foundation researchers and was very polite yet intrusive during interviews. Age of SCP-4023-8 is currently unknown, however it claimed to be older than humanity. Even though SCP-4023-8 was cooperative during interviews, it always tried to negotiate its release from Foundation custody or special privileges in exchange for knowledge it possessed. These exchanges were strictly forbidden by order of the O5 Council. Addendum: On ██/██/19██, SCP-4023-8 escaped from its cell at Site-[REDACTED] during a massive containment breach of multiple SCP objects. It was found later that this breach was caused by Agent █████ who claimed to have been persuaded to this action by SCP-4023-8. Addendum: 3 months after the containment breach at Site-[REDACTED], Foundation agents found the dead body of SCP-4023-8 approximately 23 kilometers from Site-[REDACTED]. Cause of death was multiple gunshots into the head and body of subject as well as [DATA EXPUNGED]. Intrusion by Global Occult Coalition confirmed. Addendum: Interview conducted with Foundation Dr.Alto Clef, formerly known as GOC Agent Ukulele, responsible for death of SCP-4023-8. Interviewed: Dr. Clef Interviewer: Dr. Ike Foreword: Interview conducted after it was found that Dr.Clef was responsible for death of SCP-4023-8 during his time as a Coalition Agent. <Begin Log> Dr. Ike: Could you please describe the events of the day when you killed SCP-4023-8? Dr.Clef: Sure can, but I can't remember everything and some parts are just blurry. You know what amnestics do to you… Dr. Ike: Yes, I understand. You may begin. Dr.Clef: Well, it was a cold day. I remember that. Me and my partner were sent into the woods, because one of the Foundation's pets escaped and we, the Coalition, had a chance to take it down before you would catch it. We knew it was a bixby but no one at the command told me it was a snake, hell maybe they didn't even know… So, we went into the woods and found it, like we were trained to do. We got lucky this time, it didn't see us. But than, something weird happened. I am used to reality bends just as I was back then and I am telling you, something else happened there. I don't remember the fight, next thing after we spot it… It was laying there, bleeding to death. And I don't blame amnestics for this one. Dr. Ike: Are you saying that it wasn't you who killed 4023-8? Dr.Clef: Look doctor, I know that I am not the most trustworthy person in this organisation but this story… That is the truth. We didn't fire a single bullet. Dr. Ike: But what about the gunshots on its body? Dr.Clef: Mine. My gun fired those bullets. But it wasn't me. From what I can tell, something else was there. Another reality bender and it made it look like we killed him. Why? I don't know, maybe because it didn't want the snake to speak. Dr. Ike: What makes you think that SCP-4023-8 was going to tell you something? Dr.Clef: Because it did. Dr. Ike: I am sorry, didn't you say it was dead when you arrived? Dr.Clef: No, I said it was bleeding to death. It was still alive. Dr. Ike: I see. And what exactly did it tell you? Dr.Clef: At first it wasn't moving. We thought it was dead so my partner went back to car, to report a mission success over the radio. I stood there, looking at the beast… It was then when it moved. It looked me straight in the eyes and started laughing. And than… Dr. Ike: Doctor? What happened? Dr.Clef: It told me everything. Every last secret it ever had… [Dr. Clef is quiet for a moment] I don't remember any of them anymore though, tough luck with this job. Dr. Ike: Alright then… One last question. Dr.Clef: Get on with it. Dr. Ike: Do you recall anything about number 23? Dr.Clef: [Dr.Clef stops for a moment] No. <End Log> Closing Statement: "I don't know what to make of it." - Dr. Ike So? I sent you the data. But I want your opinion. It didn't help anything, just made it more complicated. What now? I'll check more related items and inform you later, I even found another anomaly referencing the number 23. I have yet to see if it is related. Okay. Just make sure you keep me updated. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-9 [DATA EXPUNGED] ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-10 [DATA EXPUNGED] Hello? Yes Mary, what is it? You didn't respond to my last message. Sorry, I guess I was lost on thoughts. The Cult I was talking about in the last message actually helped. Looks like there is something connecting all of these things, something almost lovecraftian. Only thing that I don't understand is why 23? Hold on, do you actually think that the cultists worshiped some kind of eldritch monster with 23 eyes or something? No. But there is definitely something behind all of this. Even behind me. About that… ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-11 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-11 "Remnant" Item #: SCP-4023-11 Special Containment Procedures: All 9 instances of SCP-4023-11 are to be housed separately and are not to come into contact with each other unless necessary. Instances that can be reintegrated into Foundation society can do so after extensive psychological evaluation and reintegration program, if they desire to. Hostile or questionable instances must stay in their cells and will be further questioned about their nature. Description: SCP-4023-11 is a designation of 9 humans from alternative universes, which manifested in our universe through unknown means. These humans have nothing in common and appear to have been chosen randomly. Only thing that connects all of them is the fact that they have previous knowledge of the anomalous and died in their universe during an incident related to SCP-4023. All instances of SCP-4023-11 appeared at once on 9/9/1999 in an empty cell at Site-23. Everyone materialised unconscious and naked. On site security managed to separate all instances and fully analyze the situation before instances woke up. This happened at once approximately 23 hours later. Addendum: Most notable instances Name of Instance: Allied Occult Coalition Agent Charles Light Died as a result of an attempt to destroy KTE-4023/33. Current status: Kept at Site-17 as a member of on-site Security Personnel. Name of Instance: Leader of the Church of Gears Allison Chao Died to SCP-4023-18. Before her death and reappearance in our universe her body apparently possessed mechanical enhancements. Current status: Held in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-17 for questioning due to her possible hostile intentions towards the Foundation. Name of Instance: Specialised Containment and Research Foundation researcher Dr. Tyler Ike Died during an outbreak of SCP-4023-8 at Site-91. Current status: Assigned to SCP-4023 as Head Researcher. Name of Instance: Special Containment Procedures Institute member O5-9 [DATA EXPUNGED] Current status: [DATA EXPUNGED] Yes, Mary? You never really talk about your world. How was it? I am still a Foundation researcher. Nothing is really that different. Is it not? I read the report. You died. All of us did. That was an integral part of the anomaly. But why did you appear here? Hey, I am the one supposed to be investigating this, remember? Wasn't there another thing though? Excuse me? In the cell with you. You told me once, remember? ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-12 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-12 "Minion" Item #: SCP-4023-12 Special Containment Procedures: All personnel working with SCP-4023-12 is to be reminded that SCP-4023-12 are on the same intelligence level as a wild animal and will not hesitate to attack. All instances of SCP-4023-12 are to be housed separately in secure containment cells without windows. Description: SCP-4023-12 is a human 1,5 metres tall with grey skin, no bodily hair, 23 blue human eyes and 23 fingers4. SCP-4023-12 does not possess any higher brain functions and attempts to attack any humans it sees. Every person who sees SCP-4023-12 is instantly affected by a cognitohazardous effect compelling them to get closer, however this effect can be overcome if the subject is concentrating, and especially if the subject knows about this effect. Upon contact with skin of SCP-4023-12 subject's body begins transforming into another instance of SCP-4023-12. As of writing this article, Foundation houses 9 instances of SCP-4023-12. Discovery: Original instance of SCP-4023-12 was found in the same containment cell as instances of SCP-4023-11, however it manifested exactly 23 minutes later and fully conscious. 6 members of on site security were converted to SCP-4023-12 before the situation was handled. Testing soon showed cognitohazardous effects and containment procedures were developed. Origin of SCP-4023-12 is still unknown but it is suggested that ███████ may be the point of its origin. I went to the O5s again. I was pointed to another anomaly but the Council seemed angry. They really don't like me digging into it. I even tried mentioning the painting. It cannot be a coincidence. They didn't like it. So where are you going next? I can help in person if you want, I only have one assignment right now and it can wait. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-13 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-13 "Painting" Item #: SCP-4023-13 Special Containment Procedures: Unnecessary. Description: SCP-4023-13 is a painting on a wall next to the doors into O5 Council meeting room at Site-01. This painting is a 3 dimensional view of a stellar system with a black hole in its centre and 22 planets orbiting it. 9 closest planets to the black hole are depicted as very tiny and completely dark as opposed to the other 13 planets which are big and colourful. Note: This is all I am allowed to state here. -Dr. Ike ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-14 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-14 "Loop" Item #: SCP-4023-14 Special Containment Procedures: Temporal Area-[REDACTED] has been built around SCP-4023-14 to cover it from public view as well as to provide a location for study of this anomaly. Description: SCP-4023-14 is an indefinitely repeating temporal anomaly contained on ground of Temporal Area-[REDACTED]. This anomaly consists of a 23 seconds long scene depicting a group of 9 figures entering a portal. Further description follows: 00 seconds: A portal of some sort manifests in the middle of designated area. 05 seconds: A group of 9 blurry figures enters the designated area on similarly blurry horses 10 seconds: Group seems to be arguing about something 14 seconds: Group agrees and returns to their horses 18 seconds: All figures in the area suddenly merge into one, including the horses and proceed to ride through the portal 23 seconds: Portal closes and immediately opens again the next second as the loop continues Hey, Ike! I was going through the files you sent me and suddenly someone knocked at the door and long story short, Dr. Mann is looking for you, said it's something about SCP-4023 and that he can tell only you. So yeah, I told him where to find you, hope you don't mind. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-15 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-15 "Tale" SCP-4023-15 is an O5's tale. Good morning, Doctor. Yes, me again. You would think that after all this time, we would both get used to this. I can see from your face that you are just as uncomfortable with this as I am. But chitchat is not why I am here. It has come to my attention and to the attention of the Council, that you have been dragged into the Investigation of 4023. Now, I know that you and I share a lot of secrets Everett, and we really should have expected you being dragged into it. But I never told you about 4023, all these secrets and I omitted this one. So let me tell you about number 23 and about its significance to the O5 Council. Yes we try to keep it a secret. Yes it was our mistake. As you already know from our previous conversations, we started this foundation slowly but surely, me and my men… My loyal 12. That wasn't always the case. We discovered that 13 didn't cut it for us. 13 was a bad number, unlucky, or at least some of us believed that. Plus our organisation grew bigger by the day and some of us thought that we might need a bigger council to control it. This was the first attempt at this. Before the Administrators, before Site Directors and even Alpha-1. Before all of that we had the O6 Council. They were supposed to be there as a support to us, taking care of the things we couldn't when there was too much work to do. In retrospective it was a horrible idea but back then it worked. Selected from people we trusted, people that were with us almost from the beginning, capable men and women. And for a while they did exactly what we expected them to do. In a sense, they helped us more at the time than we are able to admit. Without their help at the early days when we were still learning, we could have been unprepared when it came to the Insurgency many years later. Anyhow, it worked. Until the anomaly. Even back then there were many things we underestimated, you might remember some cases from my other stories. Well, we definitely underestimated number 23. It was a small anomaly, made you think the number was stalking you everywhere you go, nothing to stress about. You might get where this is going. It was passed to the O6s. I know I like to compare us today to us back then but we didn't know anything about memetic properties or cognitohazards. Turns out this was one. The entire O6 Council got infected with a meme and started obsessing over the anomaly. Over all of them. Everything with number 23 in it. That's how we discovered many things that are still in our possession today including parts of 4023 but I'll get to that. The poor people were relentless about it. Even tried to convince us about it. Mel kept telling me about this eldritch creature from another dimension that sends these anomalies here, that it is trying to get into our dimension using these numbers as anchors. It didn't exactly help that this was entirely possible in our lives. But we didn't see it that way. To us they all just started going crazy from overworking and coincidences. So our relationships started to stagnate. We let them do their jobs that they still performed excellently and they stopped trying to get us on board with their theories. We should have seen it. Now I know it is our fault but I cannot help myself but blame that reptile. It was around that time when we captured something bigger. The O6 had their number but we… We obsessed over a snake. It claimed to have many secrets and was willing to give them to us. How could we not try to find out? We tried but it never actually said anything worth noting. On the other hand, we told it everything. For a lot of us in the Council, he became a friend. No one noticed how manipulative it was. We would talk a lot and sometimes, our conversations would shift their focus. We complained to him about the O6s and we would do it often. I am very glad that thing is dead actually. Knew me better than I did myself. So for a long while we didn't have any problems with the O6 Council and we didn't care what they did as long as they did their job. Coincidentally they didn't do that anymore. And then they showed up on our meeting one day. Said they need help. At this point we were all angry at them for abandoning their intended purpose and they were angry at us because… Well, we didn't believe them. That evening was very unprofessional for all of us. Word exchange was fine even if vulgar at parts but the reason for cutting the meeting short was a fist fight that broke out. That was the breaking point. They begged us for help with their crazy crusade but we kicked them out of the room and out of our organisation. All that was left was the paperwork. Everyone who remained in that room settled on waiting until the next meeting. But as it turns out, they were right. Something about the number may have driven them crazy but it was also dangerous. That evening they took off from Site-Alpha on horseback and disappeared. This opened our eyes a little and we saw the snake for what it was. By the time of another meeting we already had our minds clear but it was too late. The O6 Council was gone. Disappeared from the surface of Earth. We all agreed that we should investigate their disappearance. We owed them at least that. And would you know it, the more we dug into it, the more number 23 appeared. We found their research and we were terrified. I cannot discuss everything but there were many anomalies and events that were corrupted by this curse. And it all led to a date. 2nd of March, 2023. I am afraid that we are approaching this date at light speed my friend and if the rest of their research is something to go by… Well, let's not worry about that. We have enough end of the world predictions as it is. Oh, the research? We hid it, destroyed it alongside all the evidence of the O6 ever existing, some of us feared that even the knowledge could be affected by the number. We still don't know what exactly it is. A curse? Bad luck? An alien being? Maybe all. I hope we don't have to find out. What? No, we never had 23 members. The O5 Council has and always had 13 and the O6 had 9. That is 22 and I am glad it stayed that way. Why am I telling you this? Everett, I told you many stories. Why this one? Well, the Council does not want anyone to know. Doctor Ike seems to be hitting a rock bottom with the investigation and you are the only person who can give him the information he needs. Don't worry about the Council. Yes? Let's just say that I am still regretting the decision we made all those years ago. Thanks Mary. Sorry it took me so long to respond, the things Everett told me… Well, I think I am starting to understand the whole thing and I don't like it. I am afraid that our collaboration on this project must end. This is too big. I can still inform you about the progress if you want. Crap. Well good luck with your lucky number, I guess I have the O5 council to thank for the gag order? No actually, this is my decision… ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-16 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-16 "Statue" Item #: SCP-4023-16 Special Containment Procedures: Currently stored in a secure container in Dr. Ike's office at Site-91. Description: SCP-4023-16 is a 23 centimetres tall golden statue of a past Administrator █████ ████████. Statue was apparently created in 19██ when the last Foundation Administrator resigned on the position. On the front of the statue is a dent in the shape of number 23. It was delivered to Dr. Ike by O5-█ after an unanimous decision by the O5 Council. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-17 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-17 "Portrait" Item #: SCP-4023-17 Special Containment Procedures: Currently stored in a secure container in Dr. Ike's office at Site-91. Description: SCP-4023-17 is a portrait of 22 members of the O5 Council and the O6 Council which was delivered to Dr. Ike by O5-█ after an unanimous decision by the O5 Council. Mary here, just wanted to know how is it going? Good? Bad? You don't have to tell me any details. You. I was just about to call you, the situation has changed. A lot. I'll be needing that help in person you promised. I think I figured out the situation but I can't explain anything until you get here. Is this a joke? No, the O5s are helping me with the thing now, they even sent me a bunch of related stuff. Please just come down to my office and we can talk. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-18 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED SCP-4023-18 "Entity" Item #: SCP-4023-18 Special Containment Procedures: There is currently no method of containing SCP-4023-18. All information regarding the development of containment procedures is restricted to Security Clearance Level 6/4023. Description: SCP-4023-18 is a presumed extra-dimensional entity seeking to enter our dimension on 2/3/2023. No information on appearance or motives of SCP-4023-18 exist and should some be found, they must be immediately passed to Dr. Ike. First evidence of SCP-4023-18's existence were recorded by a Foundation internal organ known as the O6 Council. The Council has performed extensive research regarding SCP-4023 and managed to discover a malicious entity in its core. The O6 Council tried to reason with their superiors at the Overseer Council about an immediate action regarding SCP-4023-18 but were denied. The O6 Council left Site-Alpha to investigate an anomaly which turned out to be a portal leading to another dimension. It is believed that SCP-4023-18 was creating anomalies related to number 23 in our world to gain strength and enter our dimension through this portal. The O6 Council made an unanimous decision to enter the portal and attempt to close it from the other side. Their attempt was successful and caused a local temporal anomaly blocking the entry. This anomaly is currently contained as SCP-4023-14. Fate of the members of the O6 Council is unknown but anomalies related to SCP-4023 found since this event are more personal in nature. Multiple related anomalies seem to reference the O5 Council, specifically blaming them for the fate of the O6. Due to this, it is believed that the O6 Council has joined with the entity. Addendum: Status of Investigation, SCP-4023 by Dr. Ike I have successfully managed to tie more than enough anomalies to our theories to confirm that SCP-4023-18 is indeed real. SCP-4023-1, 2, 3, 4, 6, 9, 10, 12, 13, 14, 16, 17, 19, 20, 21 and 22 all seem to be either products or anomalies related to SCP-4023-18. SCP-4023-5, 8 and Document 4023-15 are related to SCP-4023's discovery. However, I was unable to find any connection between SCP-4023-18, SCP-4023-7 and SCP-4023-11. Myself. Dr. Nakayama, whose help I requested, was however able to notice another pattern of numbers in SCP-4023. Most dominant number in all parts of SCP-4023 is 23 but the second most dominant is 9. The O6 Council had 9 members, SCP-4023-11 has 9 instances, me included. SCP-4023-7 consists of 9 keys. The significance of this is as of yet unknown. Further information on devised containment procedures will be restricted to a higher level of clearance. - Dr. Ike I have to ask. What exactly do you think is going to happen? It says right there that we have no idea how to contain the thing. I talked to my team and we compiled all of the data. It is obvious. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-19 [DATA EXPUNGED] Are you going to tell me? Yeah, you should be getting the data now. We talked it through with the O5s and we agreed on Plan A. They didn't like Plan B but we managed to convince the majority. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-20 [DATA EXPUNGED] So? I am working on it, give me time. Contacting a former Administrator is not an easy task. ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-21 [DATA EXPUNGED] ACCESS DOCUMENT 4023-22 [DATA EXPUNGED] Are you sure it will work? We will have to wait and see. Thanks for all the help. ACCESS TO DOCUMENT 4023-23 IS RESTRICTED TO PERSONNEL WITH SECURITY LEVEL 6/4023 Does the black moon howl? No it doesn't, and we will take care of that. SCP-4023-23 "Machine" Item #: SCP-4023-23 Special Containment Procedures: As of writing this document, Project Thaumiel-40236 is not finished and is scheduled to be finished until 2/3/2023. Project command at Site-62 will be provided with all materials requested until the project is completed. All such requests have to be submitted to Dr. Ike or his team. Description: SCP-4023-23 will be upon its completion a machine capable of transporting up to 9 persons from separate alternate universes into our own on 9/9/1999 to create a temporal bootstrap paradox. SCP-4023-23 is designed to be operated using 9 steel keys inserted into the device at once by 9 individual operators designated O6-1 through 9. Using SCP-4023-23 to bring 9 individuals from alternate universes involved in operating as well as construction of SCP-4023-23 should cause a local bootstrap paradox which should be able to negate any local entries from other dimensions into our own. Location for this Project was chosen based on the first appearance of the 9 members further proving the effectiveness of this paradox. . . Is this it? Are you planning on creating a temporal paradox that will trap another portal once the thing arrives by bringing your past self into our universe??? It is a little more complicated than that but yes. You must be completely crazy! We have another plan… . . . . . . . . . . Final version of Document SCP-4023 Item #: SCP-4023 Special Containment Procedures: Access of SCP-4023 into our dimension is to be stopped by any means necessary. Multiple plans have been devised for this intention including Project Thaumiel-4023 (detailed in Document-4023-23) and Project Command Overseer-4023 (detailed in Addendum 4023-1). Description: SCP-4023 is a malicious entity trying to enter our dimension using anomalies and numerals. Intention of SCP-4023 after entering our dimension is to merge with the O5 Council and enter a state of completion in which the entity will consist of 23 connected parts. SCP-4023 currently consists of 10 components: itself and 9 members of the original O6 Council. Entity appears to be obsessed with numbers, specifically number 23. Addendum 4023-1: Project Command Overseer-4023 Thanks to already existing containment procedures for related anomalies to SCP-4023, specifically SCP-4023-10, Project Command Overseer-4023 has been devised. Hypothesis: If number 23 is the state of completion for SCP-4023, it will be unable to create further anomalies in our dimension after the number of existing anomalies reaches 23. Based on this, several false documents were created in the original document for SCP-4023, either describing a non anomalous object or were simply expunged. Hypothesis: If Foundation High Command consists of 23 members, it enters a state of completion and SCP-4023 will be unable to merge with the O5 Council. Based on this, the position of Administrator as well as the O6 Council have been reinstated in the Foundation High Command. Footnotes 1. Numbers below 3 are most likely to instantly terminate the subject. 2. Domesticated horses 3. Appears to be their universe's version of SCP-4023-3 4. 3 additional fingers can be found on subject's face, resembling small tentacles 5. Classification is based on current evidence and is a subject to change. 6. SCP-4023-23
SCP-4024	keter	Item #: SCP-4024 Level 4/4024 Classified Temple containing focal point of SCP-4024. Special Containment Procedures: The area affected by SCP-4024 has been established as a No Entry Zone; its perimeter is monitored by a series of mobile outposts under the jurisdiction of Containment Area 43. These outposts are to move in accordance with the expansion of this perimeter. Personnel with Class C clearance and above are prohibited from making direct physical contact with SCP-4024. All personnel are to be reminded that voices and emotions experienced within the region are not real, and should be ignored. Approximate size of the SCP-4024 area indicated in blue. Focal point indicated in red. Description: SCP-4024 is a saltwater spring located in the Gobi desert and housed within a former Buddhist temple. When fully submerged within SCP-4024, objects and organisms undergo immediate displacement to an unknown location. Land in the immediate vicinity of SCP-4024 is characterised by severe desertification and the presence of dense fog. Despite its non-anomalous chemical composition, inhalation of the SCP-4024 generated fog causes minor emotional distress and auditory hallucinations in sentient organisms. The current radius of the area affected by SCP-4024 as of 2018.12.26 is approximately 98 kilometres, and is expanding at an indeterminable rate. As proximity to its central point increases, SCP-4024's anomalous effects also increase in magnitude. Addendum 4024.1: Test Series 4024-01 Testing of the anomalous spatial displacement properties of SCP-4024's focal point commenced on 2018.07.30 under the supervision of Containment Area 43’s Dr. Ganbaatar Tsakhia and Senior Researcher Jonathan Haliman. Significant test results are noted below: Object Status Notes One (1) Pentel brand automatic pencil containing two (2) sticks of 0.5 mm lead. Irretrievable. Object was spatially displaced to an unknown location upon moment of full submersion. One (1) UV/CKY-19 model autonomous underwater drone. Irretrievable. In addition to the spatial displacement of the physical object, all video and audio transmissions were also lost at the moment of full submersion. One (1) male domestic cat (Felis silvestris catus). Tortoiseshell coat. Right ear is torn. Irretrievable. Spatial displacement occurs in living subjects in addition to inanimate objects. Addendum 4024.2: SCP-4024-1 Instances On 2018.10.24, the presumed death of Senior Researcher Jonathan Haliman and subsequent post-mortem investigation led to the discovery that direct contact with the liquid contents of SCP-4024 results in recurring anomalous dreams, hereafter designated SCP-4024-1. Haliman allegedly began experiencing SCP-4024-1 instances after accidental direct physical contact with the SCP-4024 focal point during Testing Series 4024-01 on 2018.07.30, but negligently withheld this information from official Foundation documentation for personal gain. Extensive documentation of the SCP-4024-1 instances was discovered in Haliman’s personal research journal, with key findings excerpted below: 2018.08.03. Night after night of bizarre dreams. I can't seem to control my wandering. It's like my feet are moving on their own. I've lost track of the number of hours that I've spent wading directionless through this strange technicolor ocean, lost in the fog. The endless chatter of nonsense is so loud that I can barely hear myself think. The sensory overload makes my head hurt. Sometimes I see things that look like people, but they blink out of existence every time that they get too close to me, and they can't see me. I don't think they're sapient. I don't think they're even sentient. This is utterly fascinating: truly the opportunity of a lifetime. There’s an incredible breakthrough here, and I'm going to get there first. 2018.08.30. I’ve never been more excited in my life. It's incredible. The warrior in full battle regalia crossing blades with an invisible foe atop the Statue of Liberty. The hare that becomes a spider and scuttles across the bright red roof of a Ferarri, and then becomes a leering man and slings himself into the driver's seat. The pregnant woman who twirls barefoot through rice stalks and washing machines over the surface of the churning waters. She blows a kiss and it transforms into a white dove and flies away. It’s so obvious. They’re archetypes: the Hero, the Trickster, the Mother… what else could they be? I’m jumping to conclusions here but I know that I’m right. This is incredible. A dream come true. What academic mind wouldn’t be thrilled to find themselves here at the seat of human consciousness? Researcher Haliman was placed on indefinite medical leave on 2018.09.11 due to his erratic behaviour and rapidly declining mental health, at the time believed to be the result of his pre-existing depressive tendencies. On 2018.10.22, Researcher Haliman's application to return from medical leave was approved. His final recorded entry is excerpted below: 2018.10.21. Hello, kitty cat. You’re a sight for sore eyes. A trick that my subconscious is playing on me, or the irrefutable proof of my hypothesis? One male domestic cat, Felis silvestris catus, with a tortoiseshell coat and a torn right ear. I watched you disappear beneath the salty water of that accursed spring and now here you are, swimming like a fish through the fog in my dreams. My lighthouse in the shape of a cat. I finally understand. It’s a gate. I know I’m right but I can’t be sure. It's a gate that’s been leaking all this time, dripping an endless stream of sorrow from our psyche into reality. What happens if I go through it? The curiosity is killing me. A chance to stand within the embodiment of imagination, of the human mind… I have to go through and see for myself. Could I truly call myself a scientist, if I didn't? This is my leap of faith. On 2018.10.24, Senior Researcher Jonathan Haliman entered the SCP-4024 zone without authorization and submerged himself within SCP-4024. A week's worth of food supplies were later discovered missing from Containment Area-43's storage. Researcher Haliman is considered irretrievable and presumed dead. Addendum 4024.3: Information Breach Potential During a routine psychological evaluation on 2018.12.17, Dr. Ganbaatar Tsakhia reported unusual dreams featuring the deceased Researcher Haliman. A subsequent investigation into the matter revealed that ███ Foundation-affiliated personnel worldwide had dreamed of a male matching Researcher Haliman's physical and personal characteristics between October and December 2018. On 2018.12.22, the short story Spy On The Wall (published in a Ukranian literary magazine on 2018.08.04 by Oleksandra Oliynyk) was brought to Foundation attention. The work described the precise Foundation-specific aquatic drone used in Testing Series 4024-01, including its name and a number of its internal functions. Oliynyk had no prior knowledge of the Foundation. The relevant section is excerpted below: Blackjack knelt tensely by the side of the dock, watching the remote operated undersea vehicle sink beneath the waves. The mob could be upon him at any moment, but he couldn’t stop now. The mission was too important. And the UV/CKY-19 was their only hope… Subsequent Foundation investigations additionally discovered ████ pieces of media worldwide featuring "Jonathan Haliman", all published either on or after 2018.10.24. These include a Chinese arthouse movie, a sculpture collection, and a series of British children's books. The following is excerpted from Stopping for A Spell (Hemlock Magician Book 4) by Whitney Blake, page 157: “Go now, my apprentice.” Wizard Haliman shuddered. The poisonous green crystals were rapidly encasing his torso, but his dark eyes shone fever-bright with triumph. “You must be my voice. Run as fast as your legs can carry you. You must deliver my message to—“ “But what about you?” cried Elsabeth. “I can’t just leave you here!” “It does not matter,” croaked the old wizard. “Our mission is more important. You must find Sullivan Cornelius Pendragon of the Forty Third Chamber, and you must tell him…” Haliman broke off with a wheeze. At his feet, his familiar mewled sadly. The tortoiseshell tomcat pawed desperately at its master’s crystalline prison, but it could not slow down the relentless encroach of the dark elves’ terrible curse. “Tell him what?” Elsabeth wiped desperately at her face, trying to hold back her tears. “Tell him what we discovered,” Haliman wheezed. “Tell him about the Gate, and the way that we crossed through to another realm. Tell him that I was right all along. Swear it, Elsabeth!” “I swear,” whispered Elsabeth, but it was too late. The crystals had reached Haliman’s face, and he was lost to the world. As of 2018.12.26, all items used in submersion testing with SCP-4024 must be submitted for approval by the Director of Containment Area 43, due to the potential for further information security breaches. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4024" by keyii and Anonymous, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4024. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4025	safe	Item #: SCP-4025 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4025 is currently kept in a top secret containment facility in Bonn, Germany. As per the 1949 National Socialist Anomalies Regulation Agreement between the Foundation and the Federal Republic of Germany, containment and research efforts are managed by the Foundation with German oversight. All historical literature affected by SCP-4025-A must be transcribed, with said transcriptions available to federal authorities for review after being screened by the current head researcher. Description: SCP-4025 is the Blutfahne ("Blood Flag"), a National Socialist swastika flag originally used by the Nazi Party during the failed Beer Hall Putsch of 1923, becoming stained with the blood of a deceased Sturmabteilung (SA)1 member in the process. After Hitler's rise to power in January 1933, SCP-4025 became a highly revered symbol of Nazi Germany, and was often used in Party ceremonies to "consecrate" new flags. Following the defeat and surrender of Germany in 1945, SCP-4025 fell into civilian hands before being acquired by the Foundation via Marshall, Carter & Dark in 1947. SCP-4025's anomalous properties manifest when it makes contact with any item which contains a physical nonfictional narrative relating to the history of Germany, Eastern Europe, or Russia2. Upon contact, the narrative (hereafter SCP-4025-A) will be transformed in such a way that it describes an alternate reality. While the realities described in each SCP-4025-A instance are not consistent with one another, the following commonalities are found in all instances: The history of the described world remains identical to ours until a Point of Divergence (PoD) taking place no earlier than January 1933 and no later than May 1942. Nazi Germany (usually referred to in SCP-4025-A by its official name, the Greater German Reich) successfully conquers most of the European continent at some point in the 1930s or 1940s by defeating the Soviet Union. The United Kingdom and the United States remain unconquered. Generalplan Ost, the postwar colonization and mass extermination plan developed for Eastern Europe by the Nazis, is partially or completely implemented. Nazi rule over the European continent collapses no later than 1980, leading to widespread turmoil and destruction. Examples of Media Produced by SCP-4025 Original Media: Poland - Culture Smart!: The Essential Guide to Customs & Culture (by Greg Allen: Kuperard, 2015) Resulting SCP-4025-A Instance: Our Father, Who Art in Gdańsk: An Examination of the Polish Psyche (by Arthur Brand: Alliance Publishing, 2002) Media Description: After briefly describing the reconstruction of the Polish state following the General Government's liberation from Nazi rule in 1957, the author puts forward the thesis that Polish nationalism resembles a secular religion more than a traditional cultural identity, as evidenced by the fusion of Roman Catholic worship with "an almost prophet-like reverence" for modern Poland's founders (especially the Polish Government-In-Exile) and national heroes. Author divides the "Polish psyche" into three defining characteristics: Loss, Reconstruction, and Vengeance. "Loss" comes from 85% of the Polish population being exterminated by the Nazis during and after World War II, in addition to all Polish cities save Gdańsk being systematically destroyed by enslaved Polish laborers during the General Government period. The author points to "Warsaw, City of Memory" being the most popular Polish ballad as evidence to support the "Loss" phenomenon. "Reconstruction" comes from attempts to preserve and revive Polish culture since the founding of the Third Polish Republic in 1959, with special attention paid to Gdańsk. Referred to by the author as the "Polish Jerusalem", the first half of the fifth chapter is devoted entirely to describing the various national ceremonies, holidays, and cultural revival events centered around the city. The second half discusses the "Gdańsk Contradiction" present in the Polish psyche: namely, the knowledge that "Danzig" was only spared from Nazi destruction due to its association with Prussia. Poles must therefore reconcile the mixed German/Polish heritage of the city with the fact that it is the only remaining area in the country with any pre-20th century Polish architecture intact. Lastly, "Vengeance" is explored through an analysis of the "burning, unkempt hatred" most Poles have for the German successor states and their people. The author spends the seventh chapter documenting the various "questionable acts" the Polish military has committed in the Permanent Occupation Zone of Prussia, and the eighth chapter to the "boogeyman" role that Germans occupy in Polish culture. Pointing out that international criticism of Polish actions in Prussia has been virtually nil, the book ambiguously concludes that Poland has a history-based "blank check" to behave in any manner it wishes towards Germany due to the universal association of the latter with Nazism up to the present day. Original Media: Under Fate's Wing: A Refugee Girl's Flight to Freedom in the Shadows of World War II (by Hillevi Ruumet: Syncronea Pulbications, 2015) Resulting SCP-4025-A Instance: We Are Not Germans: My Life in Reichskommissariat Ostland 1941-1956 (by Lisandra Saar: Institute of German Historical Studies, 1970) Media Description: An autobiography of an Estonian woman living in the Nazi-occupied Baltics (referred to as Reichskommissariat Ostland by the Greater German Reich), starting with the first German soldiers arriving in her hometown of Tartu in mid-1941 when she was thirteen and ending with the liberation of the territory by the Allies fifteen years later. After first greeting the Germans as saviors from Soviet oppression, she recalls her "heart gradually sinking" as Nazi plans for her country become apparent. An especially traumatic event which is referenced several times is the closure of her local school and the public execution of the entire teaching faculty. The title of the book refers to attempts to "Aryanize" Estonians not selected for extermination: Estonian-language literature was banned and publicly burned in a manner similar to the "book burnings" taking place during the early years of Nazi rule, and the only education she received after the occupation was lessons in German (which she was expected to demonstrate fluency in within two years). After speaking Estonian in public became gradually restricted and then almost entirely banned, the author founded an underground resistance group dedicated to teaching young children the language in order to prevent its gradual extinction. Two main motifs are present throughout the book: the author's missing sister, and the act of flipping a coin (referencing the genocide of 54% of native Estonians as part of Nazi population reduction goals). Her sister was deemed "Aryan" due to her blue eyes and blond hair and was forcibly taken from her parents (who later died during the deconstruction of Tallinn) at the age of five and assigned to a family in Breslau to be raised as an "honorary German". The fifth chapter is devoted to her thoughts on the concept of luck as it relates to her and her sister: a recurring dream she had throughout the occupation involved her sister having swapped hair and eye color with her, and the dream always ended with her being put on a train headed west. The final chapter and epilogue describe the Allied occupation of the country following the end of the Long War. Recalling that her feelings towards her liberators were "mixed at best", she recounts screaming at an American GI that he "came too late" and harshly lashing out at him when he attempted to comfort her. Last section of the book describes the war crimes trial of the Reich Minister for the East, and the author notes with sadness that "the occupation will always be burned into my brain, for I cried when I saw the architect of my misery on the television - not just because of what he had done, but because he was speaking German and I could still understand every word." Original Media: The Great War 1914-1918 (by Marx Ferro tr. Nicole Stone: Routledge Classics, 2002) Resulting SCP-4025-A Instance: Prelude: A History of the First World War (by Nancy Lu: Cambridge University Press, 1999) Media Description: Content describing the events of the First World War are nearly identical to the non-anomalous addition, with some minor deviations in style and wording. However, chapters devoted to analyzing the causes of the First World War are altered in such a way that the rise of the German state is seen as the sole factor which lead to the both World Wars, with one passage describing the Treaty of Versailles as "tragically lenient." The author strongly advocates against German reunification and implies that the majority of both academia and the general public share her view on the subject. Original Media: The Holocaust: A New History (by Lawrence Rees: PublicAffairs, 2017) Resulting SCP-4025-A Instance: Generalplan Ost: The Eradication of Eastern Europe (by Susan Smith: Memorial Publishing, 1990) Media Description: Book is a detailed account of the colonization and destruction of Eastern Europe, with special attention paid to Poland and the former Soviet Union. First two chapters of the book mainly consist of "before and after" photographs of Warsaw, Minsk, Moscow, Saint Petersburg, and other Eastern European cities which were demolished on the direct orders of Adolf Hitler and other Nazi leaders, alongside author commentary. One photograph, which is described as world-famous, depicts a Russian man putting a sledgehammer to the Church of All Saints in Moscow under SS gunpoint with tears in his eyes. Middle section of the book is devoted to documenting the depopulation of Eastern Europe via "extermination through labor" and its colonization by German settlers. Author describes how all ethnic groups not considered "Aryan" by the Nazis were enslaved and deliberately worked to death on starvation rations, with a certain percentage of the population (15% in Poland, 33% in Ukraine, etc) kept alive to work as serfs on homestead farms established by the Reich on behalf of the settlers. The extermination of the Jews, Latgalians3, and Roma is noted as an exception to the policy, as all were sent to concentration camps and killed without being subject to normal "population thinning" measures. Final section of the book examines the fate of Eastern Europe since the collapse of the Greater German Reich in 1971. While countries with boundaries similar to those that existed in 1939 were re-established, much of the former Eastern Reich is said to be "still a depopulated wasteland, filled with the empty villages and dead farms of those deemed 'subhuman' while the glorious Slavic cities of old can only be recalled in monochromatic photographs." With demographic estimates concluding that it could take up to a century or longer for the populations of these countries to reach their pre-Nazi levels, the author concludes that the damage done by the Reich will never fully be repaired. Original Media: The Diary of Anne Frank (by Anne Frank ed. Otto Frank: Contact Publishing, 1947) Resulting SCP-4025-A Instance: Blank book. Media Description: Firsthand accounts of Holocaust victims are erased by SCP-4025. Additionally, no recorded SCP-4025-A instances make reference to primary sources on the Holocaust, even when directly acknowledging that it occurred and describing it in detail. Our Father, Who Art in Gdańsk contains a brief reference to "the difficulty of hearing the voices of Nazi victims when all were silenced (and their memories erased) before the truth was known to the world." Footnotes 1. The original paramilitary wing of the Nazi Party and predecessor of the more famous Schutzstaffel (SS). Eliminated during the "Night of the Long Knives" purge in June-July 1934. 2. Digital media is not affected by SCP-4025. 3. An ethnic minority native to Latvia. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4025" by ObserverSeptember, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4025. 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SCP-4026	neutralized	 close Info X ⚠️ Content warning: This work of fiction involves scenes which depict or allude to topics which may be particularly distressing for some readers. Suicide ⚠️ content warning Item #: SCP-4026 Special Containment Procedures: No containment procedures are necessary at this time. Description: SCP-4026 is a phenomenon affecting an estimated 100 meter stretch of land of the Beachy Head chalk headland in East Sussex, England. In order to activate an SCP-4026 event, a single subject must approach an affected area with suicidal intent. Upon coming within 5 meters of the cliff's edge, SCP-4026-1 will manifest and engage the subject. SCP-4026-1 resembles a humanoid of indeterminate age and sex, which possesses minor cognitohazardous properties. Attempts to capture or describe any aspect of SCP-4026-1 (aside from its voice) have thus far resulted in failure. Survivors of SCP-4026 events claim to have no memory of interacting with SCP-4026-1, but are able to recall being dissuaded from ending their lives via unexplained means, typically citing an overabundance of negative emotion and disgust at their actions. SCP-4026-1 will demanifest when its target is no longer within 5 meters of it. 93% of recorded SCP-4026 events result in the activating subject's survival. Addendum 4026.01: On 07/07/2019, one Elliot Schneider (Male, Age 32) approached a hidden SCP-4026 observation area and triggered the anomaly. Notably, this was the first instance in which an SCP-4026 event lasted longer than five minutes. Below is a transcribed log of Schneider's interaction with SCP-4026-1. <BEGIN LOG> SCP-4026-1: Lovely view, isn't it? Schneider: Bloody hell, where did you come from? SCP-4026-1: I'm always round these parts. It's good fun, it is. Schneider: Yeah right. SCP-4026-1: You thinking of jumping? That's why most people come here, you know. Schneider: So what, are you out here playing guardian angel? I appreciate the gesture but really, I uh, I'd rather not get into it. Just please leave. SCP-4026-1: Oh no, I'd rather stay. Have a chit-chat. What do you say? Schneider: No. Why do you care so much? SCP-4026-1: Don't worry about it. You married? Schneider: No, not since last February. SCP-4026-1: Any kids? Did she take them? Schneider: Yeah, full custody. Took the dog, too. SCP-4026-1: Wow. Even the dog. Sounds like she really did a number on you. Schneider: Jesus mate. Are you trying to get me to fucking jump? SCP-4026-1: Why, yes. It's why I'm here. Schneider: Holy shit. SCP-4026-1: It's quite a lovely show, and it's a shame no one else is around to see it. Schneider: … this is how you get your kicks, you sick fuck? SCP-4026-1: Are you planning on putting on a show or not? [There is a silence for thirty seconds. Schneider's breathing becomes labored before vocalizing in frustration.] SCP-4026-1: Well? Schneider: I made up my mind. SCP-4026-1: Oh? Will you do it? Schneider: Only if you answer a question for me first. SCP-4026-1: I typically would refuse, but… you look promising. Go for it. Schneider: Why do you like watching people jump off? SCP-4026-1: No reason. It beats doing nothing. Schneider: Really? You just like watching people jump off these cliffs? Simple as that? SCP-4026-1: Were you expecting some great, complicated answer? It really doesn't get any more complicated than that. Now go on then, I've waited long enough. Schneider: Fuck you. SCP-4026-1: Yes, yes fuck me and all that now g- [There are sounds of a scuffle between the two for fifteen seconds until only Schneider's labored breathing is audible. SCP-4026-1 screams.] [There is a distant thud followed by silence, interrupted only by Schneider's breathing.] Schneider: … shit… shit! The police are going to fuckin' kill me! <END LOG> Foundation agents moved in to seize Schneider and search for SCP-4026-1. Despite the sound of an object impacting against the beach under the cliffside and Schneider's insinuations, no remains were found. No further SCP-4026 events have occurred since and is considered Neutralized. Following these events, Schneider was assigned a psychiatrist and therapist in London after standard relocation amnestic treatment. More From This Author More From This Author Uncle Nicolini's Works SCPs SCP-2910-JP • SCP-5726 • SCP-ES-113 • SCP-8911 • SCP-3867 • SCP-5057 • SCP-4056 • SCP-654 • SCP-3879 • SCP-057-INT • SCP-8400 • SCP-8984 • SCP-MYSTERY-J • SCP-6467 • SCP-5047 • Tales/GoI Formats Project Proposal 2014-1221: "Finally Waking Up" • The Hermit, Death, and The Devil • Two Minutes To Midnight • UN's Proposal... Maybe. • An Epitaph For SCP-173 • Merry Christmas, Jude Kriyot • The Remains Of The Day • Reality TV, Designer Pets, and Fine Dining • Ace Of Hearts • Adoption Poster: Darius! • Shape Shift With Me • Manhattan Dimensional Collapse; GOC Intervention Imminent? • Dr. Cimmerian Hits Reply All • Gluttony Is Impossible • Fanfa • Other Ode To The Unknown Author • uncle nicolini author page • Sciptember 2022 Art Highlights • ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4026" by Uncle Nicolini, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4026. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4027	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4027: Anomalous Dissociative Identity Author: $sc(rn)p$ (More from this author.) Item #: SCP-4027 Special Containment Procedures: Periodic interruptions in SCP-4027's containment are an expected component of the anomaly's nature. Once confirmed, SCP-4027 is to be contained in a modified humanoid containment chamber at the nearest Foundation site. When SCP-4027 is uncontained, reports of partial corpses are to be investigated and cases with avian activity prioritized. Foundation zoologists are to be consulted to determine the most likely site of future activity. Description: SCP-4027 is a dissociative personality that presents across individuals (termed "instances") as an elderly, English-speaking male. SCP-4027 can be identified by a sudden change in vocal and behavioral idiosyncrasies, self-admittance, and its canonical rapport with Foundation personnel.1 This personality may be elicited from instances by applying persuasive psychological techniques, sufficient psychological duress, or pharmacological agents known to produce fugue states.2 Instances are not aware of SCP-4027's underlying presence and do not recall episodes of SCP-4027's emergence. They frequent graveyards and/or burial sites and have been sighted near locations where cadavers (termed "victims") are found half-consumed.3 At the time of writing, the remainders of all victims have never been recovered. Evidence left at sites suspected of SCP-4027 activity do not suggest human involvement, instead implying avian participation.4 The presence of said evidence is not indicated from visualization of the gravesites by the unaided eye; superficially, the graves of victims are undisturbed. Law enforcement is therefore ill-equipped to indict an offender, and the Foundation was consulted by Agents Drumel and Cyllus of the UIU for additional support in apprehending a suspect. Foundation zoologists recognized that the pattern of suspected SCP-4027 activity coincided with known migratory routes of indigenous vulture populations. This observation remains a reliable tool for SCP-4027 identification, recapture, and re-containment. Supplemental Documentation [ Enter Credentials ] [ Credentials Accepted ] s92#c1p94c!r2np Footnotes 1. SCP-4027 recalls its interactions with the Foundation continuously across evocations and instances. 2. Trials have shown that SCP-4027 is more expository when such compounds are administered in appropriate doses. If the recommended dose is exceeded, the personality limits itself to staring and producing vocalizations described as guttural hissing and whistling. 3. Forensics suggests that remnant soft tissues including the skin, organs, and eyes are prioritized in this process. 4. Indications include feathers, tracks, excrement, and various markings upon and within victims' exhumed coffins. Analysis suggests no anomalous properties. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4027" by ghosthorses, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4027. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4028	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4028: La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link, Link, and Link. Inspired, of course, by Don Quixote. Music: Man of La Mancha (Colm Wilkinson) Next: [SCP-3546]: Doggone It, I Fold! More by The Great Hippo: SCPs – hide block SCPs [SCP-3034] The Counting Station DO NOT LET HER FINISH [SCP-3035] Science Bugs case_of_the_mondays.png, case_of_the_mondays (1).png [SCP-3054] Cragstaff Sanitarium You are sick. You are broken. We will fix you. [SCP-3045] bzzip.exe HAMLET: I am no longer moody. [SCP-3043] Murphy Law in… Type 3043 — FOR MURDER! Forget it, Fred. It's Chinatown. [SCP-3057] Fossil Fuels …witnesses provided confirmation that instances of SCP-3057-4 did, in fact, have feathers. [SCP-2639] Video Game Violence i need to know how many people i've killed [SCP-437] Summer of '91 That was a pretty crazy summer, y'know? Sometimes I really miss that place. [SCP-3079] 300 Tricks: Stage Magic Made Easy NOTE: No method for accomplishing this trick is provided. [SCP-2753] Let's Play Jenga! High art carries high risk! [SCP-2679] The Many Graves of Jeannette Parslov Whatever it takes, do what you must; whatever the cost, come back to us. [SCP-3074] Kafka's Parking Garage Thank you for choosing Izatova Parking Center. Have a pleasant day. [SCP-2571] Cragglewood Park Mr. Blair, have you always been an only child? [SCP-2419] The Laughing Men Throw them back into the incinerator where you found them. [SCP-3143] Murphy Law in… The Foundation Always Rings Twice! When it comes right down to it, me — them — hell, even you — we're all just characters in that trashy dime-store novel called life. [SCP-3089] That Old Time Religion Remember how we explained that successful people don't actually need any of their toes to walk? Well, that's going to come in handy for Secret Number Six. [SCP-3117] A Monster-Shaped Hole I'm not talking to you. [SCP-3128] Let's Play Monopoly! Hey, guys? I'm, uh. I'm using this. [SCP-3138] A Sepulcher by the Sea Should it prove feasible, all non-canonical corpses are to be extracted, examined, and catalogued. [SCP-3241] The SS Sommerfeld It makes me wonder what an old monster like myself is even doing here, anymore. And then? Someone special comes along and reminds me. [SCP-3219] This Sour Earth Notably, no reports describe any attempt to examine the residence's storm cellar. [SCP-4028] La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. [SCP-3546] Doggone it, I Fold! Specifically, fan-art of Sonic the Hedgehog, a video-game character produced by Sega in 1991. [SCP-3561] An Unfinished Work Despite multiple reports from neighbors who claimed to have witnessed members of his family standing at the windows, no trace of Theodore Holdstock's wife and children could be found. [SCP-4054] The Seventh Door SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. NOTE: YOU ARE VIEWING AN ARCHIVED ITERATION OF THIS FILE. This file is a previous iteration of an active document. It has been locked and archived. Any information contained within may be inaccurate or fail to reflect the most recently available data. Please contact this anomaly's current Containment Director ([email protected]) or email your IntSCPFN server administrator for more details. — Pierre Menard, Director of Pataphysics Item #: SCP-4028 Level 4/4028 Classified Fig 1.1: A depiction of SCP-4028 (from the cover of a 1827 British edition of Don Quixote). Special Containment Procedures: The development of effective containment procedures for SCP-4028 is ongoing. Meanwhile, personnel are to focus on the expungement of all canonical deviations in fiction caused by SCP-4028. To accomplish this, the following measures are in place: A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-ISMETA) is to monitor academic journals focused on Western literature and flag articles discussing texts deviating from canons for review. A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-MANDELA) is to monitor online fiction communities and flag discussions regarding texts deviating from canons for review. Texts which deviate from established literary canons are to be reviewed by MTF Rho-1 ("The Professors") to determine whether or not these deviations constitute evidence of alterations by SCP-4028. When an altered text is identified, a joint operation conducted by MTF Rho-1 ("The Professors"), MTF Mu-4 ("Debuggers"), and MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to expunge all knowledge (digital, physical, and anecdotal) of these texts from public records. When feasible, altered texts are to be restored to their unaltered state. Otherwise, these texts are to be destroyed. Description: SCP-4028 is Alonso Quixano, the protagonist of Miguel de Cervantes' 17th century Spanish novel, El Ingenioso Hidalgo Don Quijote de la Mancha (The Ingenious Nobleman Sir Quixote of La Mancha, or Don Quixote). In Don Quixote, Alonso Quixano is a Spanish noble (or hidalgo) who goes mad from reading chivalric romances. He proclaims himself a knight-errant and takes the name Don Quixote de la Mancha, recruiting a simple farmer (Sancho Panza) to act as his loyal squire. Don Quixote was published by Cervantes in two parts (the first in 1605, and the second in 1615); it is widely considered to be one of the most influential works in Western literature. SCP-4028 is a sapient metafictional construct capable of inhabiting and altering fictional texts narratively adjacent to the one it occupies. Adjacency is determined via characters or settings shared between texts. SCP-4028 alters stories it enters to more closely fit its ideals of knightly conduct. This includes defending those it perceives as helpless, striking down those it perceives as wicked, and extolling the virtues of romantic chivalry. Addendum 4028.1: Examples of Altered Texts ORIGINAL TEXT ALTERATIONS A 1845 copy of the New York Tribune containing the poem, The Raven. After the seventh refrain, Alonso Quixano arrives on horseback and strikes the raven down with an axe. The remainder of the poem is a debate between the narrator and Alonso regarding who is lovelier: the narrator's lost Lenore, or Alonso's beloved Dulcinea. It concludes with a fist-fight.1 An 1847 English edition of A Christmas Carol. After Ebeneezer Scrooge arrives at the churchyard, Alonso Quixano charges the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come on horseback, striking it down. Alonso then carries Ebeneezer home atop an exhausted Rocinante.2 The story continues as before, with Ebeneezer awakening in his bed as a changed man. An additional paragraph at the end mentions the world's gratitude to the mysterious knight who 'slew Death itself'. An 1876 English edition of Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (or Fanny Hill). Fanny writes to 'Madame' about the mysterious knight who arrived on horseback and struck down a brothel moments before it lured her into its doors. The stranger then gave her a sack of gold acquired from "a miserly fellow who had no more need of it". She used this money to establish an orphanage and school for poor and vulnerable children such as herself. The remainder of the book consists of Fanny explaining the pleasures and meaning behind various types of flower arrangements (complete with illustrations). An 1881 French edition of Justine, or the Misfortunes of Virtue. As the story begins, Alonso Quixano joins the twelve year old Justine; he accompanies her until the novel's end. All encounters which previously resulted in Justine's torture, assault, and/or rape are now resolved by Alonso preemptively striking down the responsible parties as soon as they appear. Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. The story hastily concludes with both sisters receiving a large inheritance and living happily ever after. A 1956 English edition of The Fellowship of the Ring. Alonso Quixano appears at the Council of Elrond, where he suggests a joust to determine who should carry the ring. After this idea is dismissed by Gandalf, Alonso states that he will "finish this fool errand myself, then". He takes the ring and rides to Mordor, striking down all evil-doers he encounters along the way. Once there, he returns the ring to Sauron ("as it is your property, and therefore yours by right") and challenges him to a duel. Sauron accepts, and is immediately struck down. A 1982 English edition of The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger. Immediately after the opening line ('The man in Black fled across the Desert, and the Gunslinger followed'), Alonso appears on horseback. He overtakes Walter (the man in Black), incapacitates him with a blow from his sword, then drags him back to Roland (the Gunslinger). Once Walter awakens, he is forced to duel Roland honorably (under Alonso's watchful eye). Roland strikes Walter down. The remainder of the novel consists of vignettes wherein Alonso instructs Roland on how to be a virtuous knight, including taking Jake on as his squire and fighting evil throughout the wastes. A 1997 English edition of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. When Rubeus Hagrid arrives to tell Harry that he has been accepted into Hogwarts, Alonso arrives on horseback and strikes the half-giant down. Alonso then explains to Harry that giants, wizards, and sorcerers all traffic with the Devil and must be avoided at any cost. The remainder of the novel consists of Harry living a life of patient penitence with the Dursleys, who have been inspired by Alonso's example to become kind and virtuous guardians. Addendum 4028.2: Discovery and Designation Evidence for the existence of SCP-4028 was first noted by Foundation personnel in 2005 after the discovery of a manuscript previously thought lost (Historia del Huérfano, or The Orphan's Story). Written between 1608 and 1615 by Martín de León y Cárdenas (a Malagan-born monk), The Orphan's Story features Alonso Quixano as a supporting character. He criticizes the narrative for failing to conform to the virtues of romantic chivalry, spends several pages extolling these virtues, then challenges Sir Francis Drake to a duel.3 Researchers could not determine whether the incongruity between Alonso Quixano's appearance in The Orphan's Story and Don Quixote constituted an anomaly or a collaboration between their respective authors. This led to the involvement of the Pataphysics Department (a fictitious department created for the purposes of investigating, counteracting, and containing allegorical and/or metafictional anomalies) to settle the dispute. After significant debate, the use of SCP-423 (a sapient metafictional construct capable of entering and exploring textual narratives) to determine whether Alonso Quixano's appearance in The Orphan's Story was anomalous was authorized. Notably, Dr. Pierre Menard (a leading scholar of Don Quixote and the director of the Pataphysics Department at the time) requested that his opposition to this motion be noted in SCP-4028's documentation.4 SCP-423 was introduced to a journal and briefed on his task via hand-written notes by Agent O'Hara: SCP-423 JOURNAL EXCERPT DATE: 21/08/2005 INTERVIEWER: Agent O'Hara Hello. SCP-423, you're going to be entering a 17th century Spanish manuscript entitled The Orphan's Story. We need you to determine if one of the characters in it was inserted anomalously. Okay. I don't know Spanish, though. What's the book about? We've translated a copy to English for you. It's about a Granada-born orphan who travels to the Spanish empire in the Americas. Neat. So, what character am I investigating? Alonso Quixano. He appears near the end, in a segment where Sir Francis Drake launches a failed attack on Puerto Rico. Okay. Wait. Alonso Quixano? That is correct. Alonso Quixano. Yes. Don Quixote. Yes. The Don Quixote. Correct. You're sending me in after Don Quixote. Is there a problem? I... look, not to be a dick, but do you have any idea who the heck this guy is? You're not sending me after some two-bit noir cut-out or a hoighty-toighty meta-vore. This is the Man of La Mancha. His fourth wall breaks have got fourth wall breaks. He's got fan-fiction about himself in his own story, which itself is fan-fiction of a story that doesn't even exist. He basically wrote the book on metafiction. Like, literally — it's his book. So, can you do this? Jeez. Yeah. Just, uh — don't blame me if things go squirrely, okay? Just be careful. After entering an English translation of The Orphan's Story, researchers noted that all reference to SCP-4028 within it disappeared. This change occurred simultaneously across all known copies of the manuscript. Immediately thereafter, SCP-423 returned to his journal and re-initiated contact with Agent O'Hara. SCP-423 JOURNAL EXCERPT DATE: 23/08/2005 INTERVIEWER: Agent O'Hara Crap. Crap crap crap. CRAP. SCP-423, what happened? I think I ticked him off. I think, uh — look, you might want to call some people and tell them that we could have a serious metanarrative crisis on our hands. Please explain. So, first he thinks I'm some sort of evil wizard, right? I tell him I'm not. I tell him I was sent here to figure out what his deal is — find out if he's in the wrong book. I tell him I was sent by the Foundation, this big organization that investigates anomalies like him. Then he sits down and gets real quiet for a while. And, uh. And? He asks me if the Foundation upholds the virtues of knightly chivalry. And... What did you tell him? Look, it's not like you guys aren't good, sometimes — but sometimes you're, y'know, not so good? Sometimes you're kind of bad. It's complicated, okay? And that's what I told him. 'It's complicated'. I kept trying to explain that, but, uh, this is not a guy who 'gets' complicated. So after a while, he just stands, draws this busted up sword, says some stuff, and I just — I just ran. I just ran as fast as I could. What did he say? You need to call your people. You need to call them and tell them he's coming. Fred. What did he say? He said you sound like giants. One week after this event, SCP-4028 began to manifest in multiple works throughout Western literature. SCP-4028 has since been designated as anomalous.5 NOTE: You are currently viewing an outdated iteration (14/02/2006) of this document. To view a more recent revision, click here. Otherwise, please contact this article's current administrator ([email protected]) for more details. Footnotes 1. Dulcinea's true name was Aldonza Lorenzo. She was a peasant farm-girl who never even knew Alonso existed. 2. An aging, long-suffering steed. 3. Imbécil. 4. Better to let sleeping dogs lie. 5. I warned them. 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SCP-4028	uncontained	 close Info X SCP-4028: La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link, Link, and Link. Inspired, of course, by Don Quixote. Music: Man of La Mancha (Colm Wilkinson) Next: [SCP-3546]: Doggone It, I Fold! More by The Great Hippo: SCPs – hide block SCPs [SCP-3034] The Counting Station DO NOT LET HER FINISH [SCP-3035] Science Bugs case_of_the_mondays.png, case_of_the_mondays (1).png [SCP-3054] Cragstaff Sanitarium You are sick. You are broken. We will fix you. [SCP-3045] bzzip.exe HAMLET: I am no longer moody. [SCP-3043] Murphy Law in… Type 3043 — FOR MURDER! Forget it, Fred. It's Chinatown. [SCP-3057] Fossil Fuels …witnesses provided confirmation that instances of SCP-3057-4 did, in fact, have feathers. [SCP-2639] Video Game Violence i need to know how many people i've killed [SCP-437] Summer of '91 That was a pretty crazy summer, y'know? Sometimes I really miss that place. [SCP-3079] 300 Tricks: Stage Magic Made Easy NOTE: No method for accomplishing this trick is provided. [SCP-2753] Let's Play Jenga! High art carries high risk! [SCP-2679] The Many Graves of Jeannette Parslov Whatever it takes, do what you must; whatever the cost, come back to us. [SCP-3074] Kafka's Parking Garage Thank you for choosing Izatova Parking Center. Have a pleasant day. [SCP-2571] Cragglewood Park Mr. Blair, have you always been an only child? [SCP-2419] The Laughing Men Throw them back into the incinerator where you found them. [SCP-3143] Murphy Law in… The Foundation Always Rings Twice! When it comes right down to it, me — them — hell, even you — we're all just characters in that trashy dime-store novel called life. [SCP-3089] That Old Time Religion Remember how we explained that successful people don't actually need any of their toes to walk? Well, that's going to come in handy for Secret Number Six. [SCP-3117] A Monster-Shaped Hole I'm not talking to you. [SCP-3128] Let's Play Monopoly! Hey, guys? I'm, uh. I'm using this. [SCP-3138] A Sepulcher by the Sea Should it prove feasible, all non-canonical corpses are to be extracted, examined, and catalogued. [SCP-3241] The SS Sommerfeld It makes me wonder what an old monster like myself is even doing here, anymore. And then? Someone special comes along and reminds me. [SCP-3219] This Sour Earth Notably, no reports describe any attempt to examine the residence's storm cellar. [SCP-4028] La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. [SCP-3546] Doggone it, I Fold! Specifically, fan-art of Sonic the Hedgehog, a video-game character produced by Sega in 1991. [SCP-3561] An Unfinished Work Despite multiple reports from neighbors who claimed to have witnessed members of his family standing at the windows, no trace of Theodore Holdstock's wife and children could be found. [SCP-4054] The Seventh Door SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. NOTE: YOU ARE VIEWING AN ARCHIVED ITERATION OF THIS FILE. This file is a previous iteration of an active document. It has been locked and archived. Any information contained within may be inaccurate or fail to reflect the most recently available data. Please contact this anomaly's current Containment Director ([email protected]) or email your IntSCPFN server administrator for more details. — Pierre Menard, Director of Pataphysics Item #: SCP-4028 Level 4/4028 Classified Fig 1.1: A depiction of SCP-4028 (from the cover of a 1827 British edition of Don Quixote). Special Containment Procedures: The development of effective containment procedures for SCP-4028 is ongoing. Meanwhile, personnel are to focus on the expungement of all canonical deviations in fiction caused by SCP-4028. To accomplish this, the following measures are in place: A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-ISMETA) is to monitor academic journals focused on Western literature and flag articles discussing texts deviating from canons for review. A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-MANDELA) is to monitor online fiction communities and flag discussions regarding texts deviating from canons for review. Texts which deviate from established literary canons are to be reviewed by MTF Rho-1 ("The Professors") to determine whether or not these deviations constitute evidence of alterations by SCP-4028. When an altered text is identified, a joint operation conducted by MTF Rho-1 ("The Professors"), MTF Mu-4 ("Debuggers"), and MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to expunge all knowledge (digital, physical, and anecdotal) of these texts from public records. When feasible, altered texts are to be restored to their unaltered state. Otherwise, these texts are to be destroyed. Description: SCP-4028 is Alonso Quixano, the protagonist of Miguel de Cervantes' 17th century Spanish novel, El Ingenioso Hidalgo Don Quijote de la Mancha (The Ingenious Nobleman Sir Quixote of La Mancha, or Don Quixote). In Don Quixote, Alonso Quixano is a Spanish noble (or hidalgo) who goes mad from reading chivalric romances. He proclaims himself a knight-errant and takes the name Don Quixote de la Mancha, recruiting a simple farmer (Sancho Panza) to act as his loyal squire. Don Quixote was published by Cervantes in two parts (the first in 1605, and the second in 1615); it is widely considered to be one of the most influential works in Western literature. SCP-4028 is a sapient metafictional construct capable of inhabiting and altering fictional texts narratively adjacent to the one it occupies. Adjacency is determined via characters or settings shared between texts. SCP-4028 alters stories it enters to more closely fit its ideals of knightly conduct. This includes defending those it perceives as helpless, striking down those it perceives as wicked, and extolling the virtues of romantic chivalry. Addendum 4028.1: Examples of Altered Texts ORIGINAL TEXT ALTERATIONS A 1845 copy of the New York Tribune containing the poem, The Raven. After the seventh refrain, Alonso Quixano arrives on horseback and strikes the raven down with an axe. The remainder of the poem is a debate between the narrator and Alonso regarding who is lovelier: the narrator's lost Lenore, or Alonso's beloved Dulcinea. It concludes with a fist-fight.1 An 1847 English edition of A Christmas Carol. After Ebeneezer Scrooge arrives at the churchyard, Alonso Quixano charges the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come on horseback, striking it down. Alonso then carries Ebeneezer home atop an exhausted Rocinante.2 The story continues as before, with Ebeneezer awakening in his bed as a changed man. An additional paragraph at the end mentions the world's gratitude to the mysterious knight who 'slew Death itself'. An 1876 English edition of Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure (or Fanny Hill). Fanny writes to 'Madame' about the mysterious knight who arrived on horseback and struck down a brothel moments before it lured her into its doors. The stranger then gave her a sack of gold acquired from "a miserly fellow who had no more need of it". She used this money to establish an orphanage and school for poor and vulnerable children such as herself. The remainder of the book consists of Fanny explaining the pleasures and meaning behind various types of flower arrangements (complete with illustrations). An 1881 French edition of Justine, or the Misfortunes of Virtue. As the story begins, Alonso Quixano joins the twelve year old Justine; he accompanies her until the novel's end. All encounters which previously resulted in Justine's torture, assault, and/or rape are now resolved by Alonso preemptively striking down the responsible parties as soon as they appear. Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. The story hastily concludes with both sisters receiving a large inheritance and living happily ever after. A 1956 English edition of The Fellowship of the Ring. Alonso Quixano appears at the Council of Elrond, where he suggests a joust to determine who should carry the ring. After this idea is dismissed by Gandalf, Alonso states that he will "finish this fool errand myself, then". He takes the ring and rides to Mordor, striking down all evil-doers he encounters along the way. Once there, he returns the ring to Sauron ("as it is your property, and therefore yours by right") and challenges him to a duel. Sauron accepts, and is immediately struck down. A 1982 English edition of The Dark Tower: The Gunslinger. Immediately after the opening line ('The man in Black fled across the Desert, and the Gunslinger followed'), Alonso appears on horseback. He overtakes Walter (the man in Black), incapacitates him with a blow from his sword, then drags him back to Roland (the Gunslinger). Once Walter awakens, he is forced to duel Roland honorably (under Alonso's watchful eye). Roland strikes Walter down. The remainder of the novel consists of vignettes wherein Alonso instructs Roland on how to be a virtuous knight, including taking Jake on as his squire and fighting evil throughout the wastes. A 1997 English edition of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. When Rubeus Hagrid arrives to tell Harry that he has been accepted into Hogwarts, Alonso arrives on horseback and strikes the half-giant down. Alonso then explains to Harry that giants, wizards, and sorcerers all traffic with the Devil and must be avoided at any cost. The remainder of the novel consists of Harry living a life of patient penitence with the Dursleys, who have been inspired by Alonso's example to become kind and virtuous guardians. Addendum 4028.2: Discovery and Designation Evidence for the existence of SCP-4028 was first noted by Foundation personnel in 2005 after the discovery of a manuscript previously thought lost (Historia del Huérfano, or The Orphan's Story). Written between 1608 and 1615 by Martín de León y Cárdenas (a Malagan-born monk), The Orphan's Story features Alonso Quixano as a supporting character. He criticizes the narrative for failing to conform to the virtues of romantic chivalry, spends several pages extolling these virtues, then challenges Sir Francis Drake to a duel.3 Researchers could not determine whether the incongruity between Alonso Quixano's appearance in The Orphan's Story and Don Quixote constituted an anomaly or a collaboration between their respective authors. This led to the involvement of the Pataphysics Department (a fictitious department created for the purposes of investigating, counteracting, and containing allegorical and/or metafictional anomalies) to settle the dispute. After significant debate, the use of SCP-423 (a sapient metafictional construct capable of entering and exploring textual narratives) to determine whether Alonso Quixano's appearance in The Orphan's Story was anomalous was authorized. Notably, Dr. Pierre Menard (a leading scholar of Don Quixote and the director of the Pataphysics Department at the time) requested that his opposition to this motion be noted in SCP-4028's documentation.4 SCP-423 was introduced to a journal and briefed on his task via hand-written notes by Agent O'Hara: SCP-423 JOURNAL EXCERPT DATE: 21/08/2005 INTERVIEWER: Agent O'Hara Hello. SCP-423, you're going to be entering a 17th century Spanish manuscript entitled The Orphan's Story. We need you to determine if one of the characters in it was inserted anomalously. Okay. I don't know Spanish, though. What's the book about? We've translated a copy to English for you. It's about a Granada-born orphan who travels to the Spanish empire in the Americas. Neat. So, what character am I investigating? Alonso Quixano. He appears near the end, in a segment where Sir Francis Drake launches a failed attack on Puerto Rico. Okay. Wait. Alonso Quixano? That is correct. Alonso Quixano. Yes. Don Quixote. Yes. The Don Quixote. Correct. You're sending me in after Don Quixote. Is there a problem? I... look, not to be a dick, but do you have any idea who the heck this guy is? You're not sending me after some two-bit noir cut-out or a hoighty-toighty meta-vore. This is the Man of La Mancha. His fourth wall breaks have got fourth wall breaks. He's got fan-fiction about himself in his own story, which itself is fan-fiction of a story that doesn't even exist. He basically wrote the book on metafiction. Like, literally — it's his book. So, can you do this? Jeez. Yeah. Just, uh — don't blame me if things go squirrely, okay? Just be careful. After entering an English translation of The Orphan's Story, researchers noted that all reference to SCP-4028 within it disappeared. This change occurred simultaneously across all known copies of the manuscript. Immediately thereafter, SCP-423 returned to his journal and re-initiated contact with Agent O'Hara. SCP-423 JOURNAL EXCERPT DATE: 23/08/2005 INTERVIEWER: Agent O'Hara Crap. Crap crap crap. CRAP. SCP-423, what happened? I think I ticked him off. I think, uh — look, you might want to call some people and tell them that we could have a serious metanarrative crisis on our hands. Please explain. So, first he thinks I'm some sort of evil wizard, right? I tell him I'm not. I tell him I was sent here to figure out what his deal is — find out if he's in the wrong book. I tell him I was sent by the Foundation, this big organization that investigates anomalies like him. Then he sits down and gets real quiet for a while. And, uh. And? He asks me if the Foundation upholds the virtues of knightly chivalry. And... What did you tell him? Look, it's not like you guys aren't good, sometimes — but sometimes you're, y'know, not so good? Sometimes you're kind of bad. It's complicated, okay? And that's what I told him. 'It's complicated'. I kept trying to explain that, but, uh, this is not a guy who 'gets' complicated. So after a while, he just stands, draws this busted up sword, says some stuff, and I just — I just ran. I just ran as fast as I could. What did he say? You need to call your people. You need to call them and tell them he's coming. Fred. What did he say? He said you sound like giants. One week after this event, SCP-4028 began to manifest in multiple works throughout Western literature. SCP-4028 has since been designated as anomalous.5 NOTE: You are currently viewing an outdated iteration (14/02/2006) of this document. To view a more recent revision, click here. Otherwise, please contact this article's current administrator ([email protected]) for more details. Footnotes 1. Dulcinea's true name was Aldonza Lorenzo. She was a peasant farm-girl who never even knew Alonso existed. 2. An aging, long-suffering steed. 3. Imbécil. 4. Better to let sleeping dogs lie. 5. I warned them. 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SCP-4029	keter	This div is included to facilitate Malice's ListPages module on his author page. It is strictly out-of-universe. maliceaf-author-ght NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The containment procedures and description for SCP-4029 are currently being modified in light of recent developments. A revised version will be uploaded to the database once investigations are complete. For more information, see Addendum 12-06-1998. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4029 Aswan, Egypt. SCP-4029 was located to the left of the salmon building (right). Special Containment Procedures: A unit of MTF Upsilon-Peorð ("Slings and Arrows")1 is to guide SCP-4029 away from population centres using a combination of blunt non-penetrative force, loud noise (between 130 and 140 decibels), bright strobing lights, and various other forms of stimuli irritants. An antimemetic barrier is to be erected around SCP-4029 whenever it enters a dormant phase (see description). A method of rendering SCP-4029 immobile is currently being researched. Description: SCP-4029 is a large office block, formerly the regional headquarters of █████ Industrial, capable of locomotion by means of ten mechanical segmented limbs2, two of which terminate in claws. SCP-4029 displays signs of low-level sentience, showing self-preservation instincts and responding to external stimuli. SCP-4029 is entirely watertight, accessible only by a single airlock in place of the front entrance. The structure's interior is filled with a transparent nutrient-rich fluid3. The entrance is only accessible during times in which SCP-4029 is dormant or immobile, at which point SCP-4029 will dig its limbs into the ground until the front entrance is ground level and its limbs are hidden. The interior of SCP-4029 remains largely unchanged from its original layout, with the following notable exceptions: The refitting of the air conditioning system to extract waste products from the aforementioned fluid, and to replenish supplies of fluid. The waterproofing of many (but not all) electrical installments, such as lights and cameras. A large hollow space at the centre of the fourth and fifth storeys (see Exploration Log 4029-1 for more information). A tightly-packed layout of workstations, each containing a small metal desk and standard office chair (both fixed securely to the floor), and a 1970s-era microcomputer of unknown brand with bundles of wires leading from the back to large ports in the floor, ceiling, and walls. ~98% of these workstations are occupied by human subjects, supplied with oxygen by means of clear plastic tubes inserted into the back of the neck. The majority of subjects (designated SCP-4029-1) appear to be former employees of █████ Industrial, although other, unidentified instances have also been observed. SCP-4029-1 instances will perform basic calculations (addition, subtraction, incrementation etc.) at their work stations from 09:00 to 17:00, Mondays to Fridays (excluding national holidays). SCP-4029 is entirely dormant and unresponsive during periods in which SCP-4029-1 are not active, suggesting the intelligence of the entity may be an emergent property of the network. Below is a timeline of SCP-4029's manifestation: Date Event 9/29/1929 █████ Industrial declares bankruptcy. 9/30/1979 An image of an office building previously owned by █████ Industrial noticeably leaning into a neighbouring building appears in a newspaper in the city of Aswan, Egypt. 10/3/1979 SCP-4029 unearths itself at approximately noon, causing considerable property damage and causing over 200 injuries and 100 deaths in a 20 minute period. The SCP Foundation was unable to become involved before the Egyptian military responded and set up a perimeter, but was able to erect an antimemetic barrier that prevented the knowledge of SCP-4029's existence escaping the city as a temporary containment measure. 10/4/1979 The Foundation collaborated with already onsite Egyptian military to force SCP-4029 out of the city and into an area of uninhabited desert. By 11:00, SCP-4029 had been successfully routed from Aswan. A meeting is called by Site-29 to discuss containment of SCP-4029 (URA-2979 at the time), and the R&C team is divided into two groups; one to run an amnesticization and disinformation campaign in and around Aswan and one to contain SCP-4029 itself. 10/5/1979 An inactive unit of MTF Upsilon-Peorð is assigned the duty of continuously guiding SCP-4029 into remote areas of the Saharan desert. Containment Procedures are formalised, and the amnesticization campaign begins shortly thereafter. 10/10/1979 While SCP-4029 remains uncontained, dormant periods and its predictable nature render it manageable. Once knowledge of SCP-4029's existence is purged from the civilian population, SCP-4029 is declared a contained anomaly, and given its current designation. SCP-4029's containment remains indefinitely delicate, and containment revisions are expected as ideas arrive. It is unknown how SCP-4029 remained unexplored and uninhabited in the time since █████ Industrial's bankruptcy. SCP-4029 is not currently believed to possess memetic or antimemetic properties; however, it is suspected that some such property existed between 9/29/1929 and 10/3/1979. The theory that █████ Industrial itself may possess self-inhibiting informational qualities is under investigation, but no evidence has yet been found to support the hypothesis. Addendum 01-29-1980 \| Exploration Log 4029-001: Opening Statement: Drone explorations ceased to reveal information on 1/1/1980. SCP-4029-1 instances, presumably4, sought out and damaged drones before expelling them through the airlock. Along with this, several drones were lost within SCP-4029 after sudden loss of communication. A task force was provisioned to carry out a manned exploration of SCP-4029. A research team monitored footage and recorded from within a temporary Site-4029 (no permanent Sites are able to be erected for SCP-4029 research due to its mobility) as a precaution in case recording equipment was lost. Exploration Crew: Provisional Task Force Duplic-4 ("Inner Workings"), consisting of: Agent Jessica Waters; Former commander for MTF Zeta-9 and member of MTF Alpha-5, field experience directing teams in anomalous explorations. Agent Langdon Farmer; Navigator for MTF Zeta-9, field experience navigating anomalous locations. Agent John Scholz; Former member of MTF Gamma-6, experienced at navigating flooded or otherwise fluid-filled areas. Dr. Leslie Harrington; Biochemist and paramaterial researcher. D-004590, former oceanic photographer incarcerated for three counts of murder. Mute. Agent Four-B-Mortise; Defector from the Church of the Broken God, receiving Foundation asylum under the condition of participating in field work. Selected here due to not requiring oxygen, and being immune to most toxic environments. Agent Vincent LaFerrier; Experienced agent having partaken in several fatal missions in multiple Task Forces. No relation. Documents recovered from relevant areas in logs are included following respective logs. They were discovered after the following excursion. They are the only paper documents recovered to date, and some are partially legible despite water damage (represented in part by "[…]" to aid transcription). ► Initial Recording ◄ Hide Log <Begin Log IR> [All members' footage displays the central lobby of the building. It is illuminated by several fluorescent lamps, the majority of which are flickering or deactivated. The room shows signs of water damage (as expected), and the carpet has been removed, revealing bare wood. To the back of the room is a supply closet with the door removed, and a single unilluminated corridor] Waters: Alright, everybody ready? Farmer: Yeah. Harrington: Yeah. Scholz: Yep. Ready to go. LaFerrier: Yes. D-004590: [Confirmation signal] Mortise: Yeah, uh, check. Good to go. Waters: Alright, glad to hear it. The plan is basic reconnaissance: find anything the preliminary drone missed, take samples — that's you, Leslie — and as we say in the business, get the hell out of dodge. Understood? Mortise: We all read the briefing, yeah. In and out, right? Waters: If we're lucky, yes. This thing's technically alive, so there's no telling what might be- yes, Leslie? Harrington: Yeah, uh, just wondering. You mentioned a preliminary drone, but I didn't see any footage transcripts in the briefing materials. Was that intentional, or… [Pause] Waters: Yes, you're, uh, quite right, there was no footage in the briefing materials. Essentially, complications arose, and the monitoring team were forced to abandon the equipment once the signal was lost. Scholz: And so they're sending us into the meat grinder instead. [Chuckles] Brilliant. Waters: I don't think that's quite- Mortise: [Sighs deeply] Waters: Something wrong? Mortise: Hmm? Oh, y'know, first exploration an' all that. Farmer: For what it's worth, commander, I agree with the metal man. Situation gives me the chills. [Pause] Waters: There's no point worrying. No reason to believe it was anything dangerous — could have been anything… a mechanical fault, a, uh, specialised anomaly that could be reasoned with. It's not unheard of. Maybe it just hates technology rather than organic beings and we'll be fine. That's a fairly common trait for anomalous intelligences. Farmer: With all due respect, ma'am, we're on the ground floor of an office block in full deep-sea exploration suits. There's more tech in here than anywhere else in a ten kilometre radius. Waters: We're in here now anyway. Not much we can do except stick it out. If nobody else has any relevant comments to make, I'm going to end the initial recording. [Pause] D-004590: [Obscene gesture] Waters: Alright, end log. <End Log IR> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-01: 12/29/19295 Dear Vice President R. Bentley,6 Hello, Robert. I'm sorry to be making such a personal letter like this, but I think recently we've been allowing the veil of professionalism to take a little break as everyone sorts out. And besides, we know each other well enough. I'm just writing this letter to appeal to your humanity. I know, because I have been in your position, that times like this, as a boss you can let the stress make you double down on your workers. It's hard not to take your anger, your frustration, maybe your confusion, out on your underlings, so to speak, but we're all feeling it. It's weird, Rob. We all know it's weird. I guess I'm writing this not because I am afraid that you won't do your job, that things won't go as normal ever again. But that maybe we need a good transition back into normal. You don't […] just any old day. What I'm saying is that we don't need a boss right now so much as we need a leader. Please, if you could call a meeting, or something, that just assesses company morale, and gets everyone to let out their feelings — or if you could give a big, long speech about why we can and will power through this, I think that would set a lot of people at ease. I think we could all use a guiding light in these trying times. In any case, thanks for reading my letter. A concerned citizen, Bart Stanton7 Document 4029-02: OFFICE CLOSED; Meet in Boardroom 8 for Morale Meeting All employees are encouraged to participate in a stress-relieving and team-building meeting today in Boardroom 8. Though you may choose to take today as a paid day off, your attendance is requested. Complimentary lunch will be served at noon. Hope to see you there! Building bridges for a better workplace, -R. Bentley, Vice President <End Relevant Documents> ► Log 1 ◄ Hide Log [PTF D-4 have divided into two groups. The first (LaFerrier, Harrington and Scholz) is attempting to access the elevator leading to the upper floors, while the second (Waters, Mortise, Farmer and D-004590) is exploring further down the corridor] <Begin Log 1.1> LaFerrier: I've found the elevators. [Harrington and Scholz swim towards the elevator hub] Scholz: You know, they always say to use the stairs in case of a fire, but they never mentioned what happens if the building is flooded. Harrington: Electrics underwater, probably not a great idea… Scholz: We've got to get up somehow. Report said it was mostly insulated, anyway. [The trio swim into an already open elevator] LaFerrier: Preference for a floor? Scholz: My lucky number's four. Why don't we try that? LaFerrier: Alright, good a reason as any. [Pause] Going up! [LaFerrier presses the button for floor four on the console, but nothing happens. LaFerrier attempts pushing the button again, with the same result. LaFerrier holds on the "close doors" button. Nothing happens] LaFerrier: Looks like the console's busted. Scholz: Damn. Try another one? Harrington: I don't see why we should. They're likely all busted. [Harrington swims to the top of the elevator and opens the escape hatch] Harrington: Woah. LaFerrier: What is it? [Harrington swims through the top of the hatch] Harrington: You're going to want to look for yourself. [LaFerrier and Scholz follow Harrington through the hatch. The inside of the elevator shaft is unlit, but the team's flashlights illuminate a tangle of thin plastic tubes extending upwards into the shaft, hindering visibility] LaFerrier: Woah indeed… Scholz: That explains why the elevators don't work anymore. Doesn't matter, we can swim it. LaFerrier: Heh, doesn't look like any other choice. Still floor four? Scholz: If we're not blocked. If we are, we'll shoot for the highest floor we can get to. LaFerrier: Makes sense. Alright. [The group begins to swim upwards, into the mass of tubes. Soon in, the tubes become dense enough that each member has to hold onto one another to avoid losing track. The team continue swimming upwards in silence for approximately three minutes] Scholz: Do you feel, like, waves? Harrington: Now you mention it, yes. Like something's moving around above us. Scholz: Reckon we should… LaFerrier: We're up this far, and I don't much fancy swimming back down. Let's at least see what's making the movements. Scholz: It looks like… an empty space? Leslie, shine your flashlight up to that corner for a moment? [The area above and to the side of the shaft is partially illuminated, revealing a large empty area, upwards of 25 metres in width. Scholz approaches and peers through; cameras observe a network of walkways, at the centre of which is a white sack (diameter ~14 metres) being rhythmically compressed by a complex series of mechanical appendages. Plastic tubes extend from the top of the sack and either enter the elevator shafts, which open against one wall of the area, or connect directly to the SCP-4029-1 instances operating the machinery. The area does not appear to have a floor, and the space below is unilluminated] Harrington: Holy shit. <End Log 1.1> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-03: Document 4029-03 appears to be a blueprint for the plastic air sack in the empty space in floors 4 and 5 of SCP-4029. At the bottom of the blueprint is the following note: Are we sure this is going to work? And if it does, will it do what we want it to do? What do we want it to do? What's its function? Why am I making this? What's the point? <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 1.2> [Agent Mortise's head-mounted camera shows a large, open room with an estimated 200 SCP-4029-1 instances. The room is largely unlit and so visuals are minimal, but each instance has a small electric light surgically implanted in its forehead. The SCP-4029-1 instances do not react to Mortise's presence] Mortise: Commander? Farmer? D-, uh, D-Class? Waters: What's up? Mortise: There's a room here, filled with… people. Dash ones, I reckon. Waters: Jackpot. Nice work, we'll make a Field Agent out of you yet. Farmer, you got the flares? Farmer: Yep. Ready to go. Waters: Alright, D, I want you to stand at the entrance there and get ready to investigate. We have no idea how they'll react. [Pause] Waters: D-004590? D-004590: [Eye roll, thumbs up] Waters: Good. Mortise stand back, and Farmer: get ready to throw that flare. Farmer: Primed and ready, Commander. Waters: Throw! [The flare slowly arcs across the room and lands on the desk of one SCP-4029-1 instance, who reacts, jumping from their desk and swimming across the room towards the Agents. Others nearby turn their heads briefly, and one other moves to their feet, but they are otherwise unresponsive] Farmer: We've got a runner. D, get ready to snap them. [The entity (visually identified as Robert Taylor, an intern hired by █████ Industrial prior to the company's collapse and reported missing in 1929) makes it halfway across the room before stumbling. They begin to clutch at their throat, and the two individuals closest move from their seats to restrain them. After around two minutes, the first instance goes limp and floats in place. The others return to their work-stations] Mortise: Jesus. [The other SCP-4029-1 instances drop the restrained instance and return to their seats. No further activity is observed] Waters: D, could you- D-004590: [Dismissive hand-wave, thumbs up] [D-004590 begins photographing and taking samples from the body8, while Mortise and Waters investigate the rest of the room. Farmer remains by the entrance, logging details of the event] [11 minutes pass without incident] Mortise: Nothing especially weird over here. Corridor leading off, a couple aircon units pumping out more of this dark stuff. Waters: Same here. What about you, Farmer? Farmer: Still filling out the paperwork. Who knows when we might get another chance. [Pause] Well, fuck. Waters: Language, please. This is still official. What's the problem? Farmer: The corridor back there's gone. Some dash ones blocked it up, just saw them do it. Looks like we're caught in their maze. Mortise: No. No, no way. This is a normal gig inside a freaky living office block, not some bloody extra-spatial nightmare-fuel-ass labyrinth. Waters: Be that as it may- Farmer: Buck up, kiddo. They've walled us in. It's their way or no way at all. Now quit your whining and act like a man. [Pause] D-004590: [Stands up, motions for others to follow] Mortise: I guess anything's better than back there. What is it, mate? D-004590: [Points upwards, mimes choking himself with his right hand] Waters: Air ducts. Looks like the ceiling here's come away slightly. Good find. [Waters motions for Farmer and Mortise to come closer] Waters: Watch my back, I'm gonna swim up. I want to check if we can follow the ducts to whatever's supplying the air. Mortise: You want to ditch both of our potential unexplored routes, neither of which show any chance of dark, enclosed, dangerous spaces, in favour of a crawl-space? Waters: Pretty much. Mortise: I don't- Farmer: Commander? Problem. Insulation in the air ducts is… highly esoteric. Waters: How so? [Farmer unhooks their external microphone from their suit and holds it up into the vent. As it enters, recording is cut off abruptly] Waters: Ah. Basically a Faraday cage. [Sniffs] Must be one hell of a weird electric field in here. Farmer, I've got the best flashlight, I'll go first. Mortise: You're all insane. Farmer: Undoubtedly, but it's worked so far. Alright, I'll follow you in. [Waters, Mortise and Farmer enter the vent. D-004590 does not follow. The others do not notice] <End Log 1.2> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-04: TO HOWARD,9 What is this thing? […] could you have ever thought this was a good idea? We […] pay for this, feed this. We can't care for this. What were you thinking? I thought we were moving on. This building, this office, this street. We don't need another anchor. And the way it looks at me. Fuck, the way it looks at me. I really don't need this. We really don't need this. […] in Egypt. Don't try to stop me. By the time you're reading this, I'll have done it anyways. This is your fucking fault, and don't you forget. […] won't be happy about this, either. <End Relevant Documents> ► Log 2 ◄ Hide Log [Communication became spotty, and footage began to cut in and out at random intervals. In total, three hours of combined footage was lost.] <Begin Log 2.1> [The first group, sans D-004590, have lost contact with the others and are currently attempting to break through a wall. An open vent is visible in the upper right corner of the frame, and the group appears to be in a tight, enclosed space] Farmer: [Grunt] You know… Commander… [Grunt] Once we get out of here, I'm… going to issue a complaint. Waters: [Hefting a section of desk to use as a makeshift hammer] I'm… sure you will. Farmer: I've explored cave systems, labyrinths… circuses, temples, sky cities, pocket dimensions… but never, not once in my career [Grunt] have I been trapped in a storage cupboard. Waters: There's a first time for everything, then. [Pause] You too tired, Mr. Roboto? Mortise: [Slumped against the door of the closet, eyes closed] Mhm. [Waters, sighing, drops their section of desk and moves over to Mortise, placing a hand on their shoulder] Waters: You're not really cut out for this job, are you? Mortise: [Faint twitching, followed by several clicks of varying pitches] Waters: Uh, Farmer. Take a look at this, will you? Mortise: Vaaaaaill. Ock- ockslass. Farmer: What's the- oh. Oh yeah, that's not normal. Waters: What do you reckon we- Mortise: A- a- a- vaaail. Slass- asst. Vaiil. Ailllable now, whi- i- iiile. Stocks laaaass. Waters: Shit. That's… not good, either. Mortise: -vailable now. Upward mobility. While stocks last. Comprehensive dynamics. P- p- portfolio. Available now, while stocks last. [Mortise begins to shudder, and extends an arm suddenly towards Farmer. The shift in perspective reveals a tube extending from a formerly sealed port on the Agent's neck] Mortise: Buy buy buy! [Mortise lunges at Farmer, and Waters catches them on the head with the fragment of desk. They stumble to their feet, and turn around, at which point Waters hits them again] Mortise: Stock market value, value, value at inception, s- s- s- synergising overhead! [Mortise begins to jerk and stumble, lashing out at Waters and gouging a hole in the arm of their suit. Waters cries out, and Farmer attacks Mortise from behind, jumping onto their back and pulling them backward. The pair crash into the wall, which breaks, sucking fluid through into a large, air-filled cavity. All three are swept through the breach, and footage is lost] <End Log 2.1> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-05: printer's broken <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 2.2> [The second group have been divided, and audio recording for Scholz and Harrington has ceased due to equipment damage. Additionally, audiovisual footage for LaFerrier is patchy and indistinct at times] [Harrington and LaFerrier are present in the previously discovered central chamber, while Scholz's visual feed records only indistinct dark shapes] LaFerrier: -doesn't matter what we think. Protocol dictates that, when separated from the rest of the team and not in a position to immediately reconvene, we should- Harrington: [Indistinct] LaFerrier: What? I don't- oh no. [LaFerrier turns to face the sack, and observes three SCP-4029-1 entities dismounting from the apparatus surrounding it. All three are wearing damaged, waterlogged suits] LaFerrier: John, uh, he was carrying the deterrents? If I recall correctly? Harrington: [Indistinct] LaFerrier: Okay, okay, uh. [Into microphone] For the record, I am now taking command of a subset Provisional Task Force Duplic-4, consisting of myself and Ms. Harrington, in lieu of any alternative leadership, I- Harrington: [Indistinct] LaFerrier: Right, Leslie — that is, Ms. Harrington — wants me to say that she gives her full consent for this. Our priority right now is, uh, getting out. Under MTF protocol, um, Oh-Six dash… dash Four? I- I think? [Pause] Regardless, we're, we're now going to look for an exit and, um, try our best to reconvene outside. Right? Harrington: [Frantic nodding] LaFerrier: Okay, uh, good. Leslie, if you can try to open those doors along the edge there, I'll try to keep the dash ones busy. [LaFerrier turns towards the SCP-4029-1 instances. Footage becomes indecipherable through audiovisual static] <End Log 2.2> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-06: go around the island, check the drawers in […] office. there are some pens in there. they'll be useful. […] bently doesn't know about. no time to waste Document 4029-07: * --- * * --- * * --- * Is there anyone out there ? Survivors ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Calling the Spanish branch , calling the French branch , calling the American branch * --- * * --- * * --- * Is there a sun , is there a sky , does anyone else know ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Calling the British branch , calling the Canadian branch , calling the German branch * --- * * --- * * --- * This is the Egyptian branch , calling any other branch , does anyone know where Howard went ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Does anyone know where anyone went ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Calling […] Document is suggested to continue for another two thirds of a page, but extensive water damage has made the remainder of the document unreadable. <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 2.3> [No visual footage] D-004590: [Heavy breathing] [A scraping noise is heard, as well as a quiet whirring] D-004590: [Heavy breathing, slowly fading to silence] <End Log 2.3> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-08: Document 4029-08 is a piece of printer paper with several sketches of hydraulic recreations of animal features. Notably, a canine jaw, cat claws, crab legs, and a fish tail. Each sketch is numbered 1, 2, 3, and 4 respectively. The document is signed, but the signature is water damaged. <End Relevant Documents> ► Log 3 ◄ Hide Log [At this point, footage had degraded to the point of extreme fragmentation. Various parts are recorded here] <Begin Log 3.1> [Feed appears to be connected to the surveillance mainframe of SCP-4029. However, there is no visual reference for another two minutes. The feed opens on an individual office. Papers and clothes are floating around the room. Within fifteen seconds, the door begins to shake. It bursts open, and reveals Scholz] [Scholz hurriedly closes the door and presses himself against it to keep it closed. After twenty seconds, Scholz slowly opens the door and peers through the crack. He then closes the door, and backs away from it. Scholz then slowly swims into the room, and scans over the floating debris] [Scholz picks a tie out of the water, and inspects it] [John Scholz slowly ties the tie, perfectly, around his neck] John: [Indistinct] <End Log 3.1> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-09: Document 4029-09 appears to be a blueprint for ventilation system modifications, akin to the current model of the SCP-4029 ventilation system. Blueprints are complete, but semi illegible due to water damage. At the bottom of the blueprint is the following note: █████ Industrial will feed us. █████ […] will care for us. █████ Industrial will provide for us. Everything is going to be okay. […] Everything is going to be okay. We're going to make everything okay. […] Document 4029-10: What does this company do? <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 3.2> [Agent Mortise's implanted camera activates, revealing a cylindrical space lined with alcoves containing SCP-4029-1 stations. They tilt upwards, revealing the central chamber and sack, which is faintly luminescent, suspended at the top] Mortise: Hello? [They turn to look at their arm, which extends directly into a hole in the wall] Mortise: Oh… Oh god… Unknown: [Audio static] Hello [Indistinct] Mortise: H- Hello? Commander, Farmer? L- LaFerrier? Unknown: Welcome to [Indistinct] helpline. Press one for technical help with any of our goods or services, two for- [Audio static] -nine for concerns related to the metaphysical a- [Indistinct]. Mortise: Uh, nine? Unknown: We're sorry, but this service is unavailable right now. Please [Pause] try again later. Unknown: Please try again later. Unknown: Please try again later. Mortise: What- Unknown: Please try again later. Please try. [Pause] Unknown: Please. Please. Please try. Please. Please try again. Please. Later. Please try again. Please. Please try. Please. [Repeats for twenty-nine minutes before cutting off abruptly. Agent Mortise remains silent for the duration of this period] <End Log 3.2> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-11: […] there. […] liquid assets […] but it's okay. There's a key under the mattress. But don't tell Ben. We don't know what it goes to, but we think it's important. Get it. You won't see me again. Make sure […] vain. You're […] wasting […] go and […] Document 4029-12: EMPLOYEE CONTRA[…] Andrews, Roy: "I consent to […]nd agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Alton, Collin: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Aldous, Sarah: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". […] LaFerr[…], Vance: "I consent to […] my position within the corporate structure." Llwellyn, Harriet: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Manford, Dexter: "I consn I consent to my contract and agre to agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Manford, Thomas: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Mallory, Richard: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Stanton, Bart: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Micheals, Samuel: "I […] to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Document continues like this for several pages, stapled together. Water damage increases as document goes on. <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 3.3> [Agents Waters and Farmer are both present in what appears to be a disused break room or employee lounge. Several SCP-4029-1 instances are present, all facing the walls. There are no visible exits] Farmer: [Breathing heavily] Commander? Farmer: Commander, are you there? Waters: Yeah, yeah, I- I'm here. Don't worry. I wouldn't leave you. Farmer: I- I think you should take a look at this. Waters: What's… what's up? Farmer: I don't think it was redacted. [Farmer angles their camera to face the wall of the room, which advertises a █████ Industrial seminar, scheduled for 22/09/2029. Waters touches their hand to the company's name — it comes away to reveal the black rectangle is composed of a sticky, black substance] Waters: Oh. Oh, weird. Think you're in good enough shape to get a sample for the labs? Farmer: Sure, sure. [Farmer moves to scrape off a section of the rectangle. It peels away, but the feed cuts out before anything is revealed] Unknown: [Incoherent] <End Log 3.3> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-13: Document 4029-13 appears to be an unfinished blueprint for the hydraulic system that powers the limbs of SCP-4029. The document is titled "Project Location Location Location". At the bottom of the blueprint is the following note: 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 and if they won't come to us, then we'll go to them <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 3.4> [LaFerrier is alone, going about their work] LaFerrier: Please? [Pause. The corridor is empty] LaFerrier: Please? Let me out, please, I didn't- [Another pause, during which LaFerrier continues to wander down the corridor, hesitating momentarily to inspect several pictures on the wall] LaFerrier: So… so he did this? He took it away, and left this behind? Unknown: [Incoherent] LaFerrier: Oh! Welcome! Do you want to, uh, do something? T- together? I know this place is kinda screwed, metaphysically — we could t- talk about that! Unknown: [Incoherent] LaFerrier: [Pausing to look through a doorway, which reveals a room full of SCP-4029-1 instances] I'm sorry, I… don't actually know anything about that. Nothing you wouldn't know already. Ask me in a little… little while? I'm trying to figure it out. LaFerrier: Try asking me again later. And please… get me out. Keep trying. Try again later. Please. Unknown: What? LaFerrier: Please try again later. Please try again later. Please. Please get me out. Please try again. Please. Get me out. Try again later. Please. Please. Please try again. Please try again later. [Agent LaFerrier repeats this for twenty-nine minutes before stopping abruptly. No other sounds were recorded during this period] <End Log 3.4> Five of the seven members of the Task Force were found naked and unconscious within the airlock of SCP-4029 during its next Saturday dormant period. No equipment from the exploration has since been recovered. Farmer and Waters both showed mottled skin discolouration, and Farmer had developed permanent blindness in their left eye. Mortise displayed oxidation inconsistent with their chemical makeup and length of time spent within SCP-4029, and was missing their left arm and several segments of their abdomen. Harrington went into fatal cardiac arrest shortly after recovery — the cause of death was determined to be a large number of standard office staples present in all major arteries. Scholz was found unharmed. Agent LaFerrier was not recovered, and is pending reassignment under the supervision of Dr. Hillenburg. D-004950 is presumed to have remained inside the building. Addendum 12-06-1998 \| Degradation of SCP-4029: After an abnormally long dormant period (a week), the building composing the upper portion of SCP-4029 collapsed due to accumulated weather damage. The interior had apparently been stripped of all valuable or complex components, and drained of fluid. As well as 28 cadavers, one living female SCP-4029-1 instance was recovered from the wreckage. Due to psychological damage, the subject has yielded no useful information. However, they were found carrying the following letter: Document 4029-14: TO BENTLEY, █████ Industrial is no longer. You're working for a ghost. You can't see it from where you are, but nobody even remembers our name anymore. I wanted it that way. In fact, no one really remembers me, either. But you can leave your meaningless job. Your meaningless life. Existence. We know how hard it must be for you. The daily rat-race. The never-ending grind. The terrible monotony. Working nine to five in an awful stupid job just to pay for stupid boring things you don't even need. Unable to fulfill that aching void inside you that yearns to be part of something more. Well yearn no longer. You've been noticed. I know you might be scared. I know you might be worried. I'm here to tell you there's no need to worry. You might feel it already. I'm disgusted I had to stoop down to this level, anyways. But there's no need to worry. I'm going to begin speaking to you in a language you understand. A language you might not have ever known you spoke. A language beyond language, a perfect fit for people beyond people. Welcome to upper management. YOURS, HOWARD In addition to these developments, the mechanical lower portion of the entity was entirely missing, with signs of geological disturbance towards the east. Keter classification has been restored, and research is ongoing. Accessing Log 3.5... The following log was omitted from the Level 3 accessible record. It is unknown how the following was recorded, or by whom. The embedded timestamp reports that this log was recorded on 3/29/1930, and was appropriately in black and white. Its significance is currently unknown. <Begin Log 3.5> Unknown: Hmm… [A head-mounted camera shows a desk with paperwork on it. All of said paperwork is in Egyptian Arabic, though a large portion (roughly 35%) of the words have been censored. Some words that can be made out have been translated to be "references", "previous work experience", "number of years in this company", and "current company position"] Unknown: [Sighs] [Unknown twirls their pen in their black10 hands. Glancing to the left of the paper, a picture of a mother, father, and daughter can be made out, although all faces are censored] Unknown: [Hums to themselves] [Unknown begins to write on the paperwork. Wherever their pen touches the paper, ink begins to bleed in all directions. This renders what Unknown writes censored. This continues for one hour and eighteen minutes, as they shift through the stack of paperwork] [Finally, it's complete. Unknown lets out a deep breath. They grab all of the paperwork, and click it into one neat stack. A glance to the right shows a placard on the desk that reads "Robert Bentley"] Unknown: [Mumbling] I'm done. [Unknown looks up from their desk, revealing a long, unlit, watery hallway, filled with algae and seaweeds. Unknown holds up the paperwork towards the hallway. The door at the end of the hallway opens] [The feed cuts out] <End Log 3.5> Footnotes 1. A distributed task force specialising in the non-lethal containment of immense anomalous entities. Other units are currently assigned to SCP-███, SCP-████, SCP-3676, URA-1103 and SCP-████. 2. Similar in appearance to those of the Japanese spider crab, Macrocheira kaempferi. 3. Testing has revealed that human subjects are capable of subsisting on this fluid indefinitely, with signs of only slight malnutrition. The methods by which SCP-4029 creates this fluid are currently unknown. 4. Often attackers were able to use the drones' blindspots to avoid detection. 5. █████ Industrial had ceased all function by 11/29/1929. 6. Notably, not a Vice President of █████ Industrial. However, a Robert Bentley, working as a credit manager under █████ Industrial, did go missing in Egypt somewhere between 9/29/1929 and 11/29/1929. 7. No records of a Bart Stanton working under █████ Industrial exist. 8. Cause of death was later determined to be a combination of oxygen deprivation and mild chlorine poisoning. 9. Many Howards worked under █████ Industrial, the most notable of which being the CEO, Howard █████. No records exist of Howard █████ outside of █████ Industrial records. 10. Not corresponding to the ethnicity.
SCP-4029	uncontained	This div is included to facilitate Malice's ListPages module on his author page. It is strictly out-of-universe. maliceaf-author-ght NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION The containment procedures and description for SCP-4029 are currently being modified in light of recent developments. A revised version will be uploaded to the database once investigations are complete. For more information, see Addendum 12-06-1998. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA Item #: SCP-4029 Aswan, Egypt. SCP-4029 was located to the left of the salmon building (right). Special Containment Procedures: A unit of MTF Upsilon-Peorð ("Slings and Arrows")1 is to guide SCP-4029 away from population centres using a combination of blunt non-penetrative force, loud noise (between 130 and 140 decibels), bright strobing lights, and various other forms of stimuli irritants. An antimemetic barrier is to be erected around SCP-4029 whenever it enters a dormant phase (see description). A method of rendering SCP-4029 immobile is currently being researched. Description: SCP-4029 is a large office block, formerly the regional headquarters of █████ Industrial, capable of locomotion by means of ten mechanical segmented limbs2, two of which terminate in claws. SCP-4029 displays signs of low-level sentience, showing self-preservation instincts and responding to external stimuli. SCP-4029 is entirely watertight, accessible only by a single airlock in place of the front entrance. The structure's interior is filled with a transparent nutrient-rich fluid3. The entrance is only accessible during times in which SCP-4029 is dormant or immobile, at which point SCP-4029 will dig its limbs into the ground until the front entrance is ground level and its limbs are hidden. The interior of SCP-4029 remains largely unchanged from its original layout, with the following notable exceptions: The refitting of the air conditioning system to extract waste products from the aforementioned fluid, and to replenish supplies of fluid. The waterproofing of many (but not all) electrical installments, such as lights and cameras. A large hollow space at the centre of the fourth and fifth storeys (see Exploration Log 4029-1 for more information). A tightly-packed layout of workstations, each containing a small metal desk and standard office chair (both fixed securely to the floor), and a 1970s-era microcomputer of unknown brand with bundles of wires leading from the back to large ports in the floor, ceiling, and walls. ~98% of these workstations are occupied by human subjects, supplied with oxygen by means of clear plastic tubes inserted into the back of the neck. The majority of subjects (designated SCP-4029-1) appear to be former employees of █████ Industrial, although other, unidentified instances have also been observed. SCP-4029-1 instances will perform basic calculations (addition, subtraction, incrementation etc.) at their work stations from 09:00 to 17:00, Mondays to Fridays (excluding national holidays). SCP-4029 is entirely dormant and unresponsive during periods in which SCP-4029-1 are not active, suggesting the intelligence of the entity may be an emergent property of the network. Below is a timeline of SCP-4029's manifestation: Date Event 9/29/1929 █████ Industrial declares bankruptcy. 9/30/1979 An image of an office building previously owned by █████ Industrial noticeably leaning into a neighbouring building appears in a newspaper in the city of Aswan, Egypt. 10/3/1979 SCP-4029 unearths itself at approximately noon, causing considerable property damage and causing over 200 injuries and 100 deaths in a 20 minute period. The SCP Foundation was unable to become involved before the Egyptian military responded and set up a perimeter, but was able to erect an antimemetic barrier that prevented the knowledge of SCP-4029's existence escaping the city as a temporary containment measure. 10/4/1979 The Foundation collaborated with already onsite Egyptian military to force SCP-4029 out of the city and into an area of uninhabited desert. By 11:00, SCP-4029 had been successfully routed from Aswan. A meeting is called by Site-29 to discuss containment of SCP-4029 (URA-2979 at the time), and the R&C team is divided into two groups; one to run an amnesticization and disinformation campaign in and around Aswan and one to contain SCP-4029 itself. 10/5/1979 An inactive unit of MTF Upsilon-Peorð is assigned the duty of continuously guiding SCP-4029 into remote areas of the Saharan desert. Containment Procedures are formalised, and the amnesticization campaign begins shortly thereafter. 10/10/1979 While SCP-4029 remains uncontained, dormant periods and its predictable nature render it manageable. Once knowledge of SCP-4029's existence is purged from the civilian population, SCP-4029 is declared a contained anomaly, and given its current designation. SCP-4029's containment remains indefinitely delicate, and containment revisions are expected as ideas arrive. It is unknown how SCP-4029 remained unexplored and uninhabited in the time since █████ Industrial's bankruptcy. SCP-4029 is not currently believed to possess memetic or antimemetic properties; however, it is suspected that some such property existed between 9/29/1929 and 10/3/1979. The theory that █████ Industrial itself may possess self-inhibiting informational qualities is under investigation, but no evidence has yet been found to support the hypothesis. Addendum 01-29-1980 \| Exploration Log 4029-001: Opening Statement: Drone explorations ceased to reveal information on 1/1/1980. SCP-4029-1 instances, presumably4, sought out and damaged drones before expelling them through the airlock. Along with this, several drones were lost within SCP-4029 after sudden loss of communication. A task force was provisioned to carry out a manned exploration of SCP-4029. A research team monitored footage and recorded from within a temporary Site-4029 (no permanent Sites are able to be erected for SCP-4029 research due to its mobility) as a precaution in case recording equipment was lost. Exploration Crew: Provisional Task Force Duplic-4 ("Inner Workings"), consisting of: Agent Jessica Waters; Former commander for MTF Zeta-9 and member of MTF Alpha-5, field experience directing teams in anomalous explorations. Agent Langdon Farmer; Navigator for MTF Zeta-9, field experience navigating anomalous locations. Agent John Scholz; Former member of MTF Gamma-6, experienced at navigating flooded or otherwise fluid-filled areas. Dr. Leslie Harrington; Biochemist and paramaterial researcher. D-004590, former oceanic photographer incarcerated for three counts of murder. Mute. Agent Four-B-Mortise; Defector from the Church of the Broken God, receiving Foundation asylum under the condition of participating in field work. Selected here due to not requiring oxygen, and being immune to most toxic environments. Agent Vincent LaFerrier; Experienced agent having partaken in several fatal missions in multiple Task Forces. No relation. Documents recovered from relevant areas in logs are included following respective logs. They were discovered after the following excursion. They are the only paper documents recovered to date, and some are partially legible despite water damage (represented in part by "[…]" to aid transcription). ► Initial Recording ◄ Hide Log <Begin Log IR> [All members' footage displays the central lobby of the building. It is illuminated by several fluorescent lamps, the majority of which are flickering or deactivated. The room shows signs of water damage (as expected), and the carpet has been removed, revealing bare wood. To the back of the room is a supply closet with the door removed, and a single unilluminated corridor] Waters: Alright, everybody ready? Farmer: Yeah. Harrington: Yeah. Scholz: Yep. Ready to go. LaFerrier: Yes. D-004590: [Confirmation signal] Mortise: Yeah, uh, check. Good to go. Waters: Alright, glad to hear it. The plan is basic reconnaissance: find anything the preliminary drone missed, take samples — that's you, Leslie — and as we say in the business, get the hell out of dodge. Understood? Mortise: We all read the briefing, yeah. In and out, right? Waters: If we're lucky, yes. This thing's technically alive, so there's no telling what might be- yes, Leslie? Harrington: Yeah, uh, just wondering. You mentioned a preliminary drone, but I didn't see any footage transcripts in the briefing materials. Was that intentional, or… [Pause] Waters: Yes, you're, uh, quite right, there was no footage in the briefing materials. Essentially, complications arose, and the monitoring team were forced to abandon the equipment once the signal was lost. Scholz: And so they're sending us into the meat grinder instead. [Chuckles] Brilliant. Waters: I don't think that's quite- Mortise: [Sighs deeply] Waters: Something wrong? Mortise: Hmm? Oh, y'know, first exploration an' all that. Farmer: For what it's worth, commander, I agree with the metal man. Situation gives me the chills. [Pause] Waters: There's no point worrying. No reason to believe it was anything dangerous — could have been anything… a mechanical fault, a, uh, specialised anomaly that could be reasoned with. It's not unheard of. Maybe it just hates technology rather than organic beings and we'll be fine. That's a fairly common trait for anomalous intelligences. Farmer: With all due respect, ma'am, we're on the ground floor of an office block in full deep-sea exploration suits. There's more tech in here than anywhere else in a ten kilometre radius. Waters: We're in here now anyway. Not much we can do except stick it out. If nobody else has any relevant comments to make, I'm going to end the initial recording. [Pause] D-004590: [Obscene gesture] Waters: Alright, end log. <End Log IR> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-01: 12/29/19295 Dear Vice President R. Bentley,6 Hello, Robert. I'm sorry to be making such a personal letter like this, but I think recently we've been allowing the veil of professionalism to take a little break as everyone sorts out. And besides, we know each other well enough. I'm just writing this letter to appeal to your humanity. I know, because I have been in your position, that times like this, as a boss you can let the stress make you double down on your workers. It's hard not to take your anger, your frustration, maybe your confusion, out on your underlings, so to speak, but we're all feeling it. It's weird, Rob. We all know it's weird. I guess I'm writing this not because I am afraid that you won't do your job, that things won't go as normal ever again. But that maybe we need a good transition back into normal. You don't […] just any old day. What I'm saying is that we don't need a boss right now so much as we need a leader. Please, if you could call a meeting, or something, that just assesses company morale, and gets everyone to let out their feelings — or if you could give a big, long speech about why we can and will power through this, I think that would set a lot of people at ease. I think we could all use a guiding light in these trying times. In any case, thanks for reading my letter. A concerned citizen, Bart Stanton7 Document 4029-02: OFFICE CLOSED; Meet in Boardroom 8 for Morale Meeting All employees are encouraged to participate in a stress-relieving and team-building meeting today in Boardroom 8. Though you may choose to take today as a paid day off, your attendance is requested. Complimentary lunch will be served at noon. Hope to see you there! Building bridges for a better workplace, -R. Bentley, Vice President <End Relevant Documents> ► Log 1 ◄ Hide Log [PTF D-4 have divided into two groups. The first (LaFerrier, Harrington and Scholz) is attempting to access the elevator leading to the upper floors, while the second (Waters, Mortise, Farmer and D-004590) is exploring further down the corridor] <Begin Log 1.1> LaFerrier: I've found the elevators. [Harrington and Scholz swim towards the elevator hub] Scholz: You know, they always say to use the stairs in case of a fire, but they never mentioned what happens if the building is flooded. Harrington: Electrics underwater, probably not a great idea… Scholz: We've got to get up somehow. Report said it was mostly insulated, anyway. [The trio swim into an already open elevator] LaFerrier: Preference for a floor? Scholz: My lucky number's four. Why don't we try that? LaFerrier: Alright, good a reason as any. [Pause] Going up! [LaFerrier presses the button for floor four on the console, but nothing happens. LaFerrier attempts pushing the button again, with the same result. LaFerrier holds on the "close doors" button. Nothing happens] LaFerrier: Looks like the console's busted. Scholz: Damn. Try another one? Harrington: I don't see why we should. They're likely all busted. [Harrington swims to the top of the elevator and opens the escape hatch] Harrington: Woah. LaFerrier: What is it? [Harrington swims through the top of the hatch] Harrington: You're going to want to look for yourself. [LaFerrier and Scholz follow Harrington through the hatch. The inside of the elevator shaft is unlit, but the team's flashlights illuminate a tangle of thin plastic tubes extending upwards into the shaft, hindering visibility] LaFerrier: Woah indeed… Scholz: That explains why the elevators don't work anymore. Doesn't matter, we can swim it. LaFerrier: Heh, doesn't look like any other choice. Still floor four? Scholz: If we're not blocked. If we are, we'll shoot for the highest floor we can get to. LaFerrier: Makes sense. Alright. [The group begins to swim upwards, into the mass of tubes. Soon in, the tubes become dense enough that each member has to hold onto one another to avoid losing track. The team continue swimming upwards in silence for approximately three minutes] Scholz: Do you feel, like, waves? Harrington: Now you mention it, yes. Like something's moving around above us. Scholz: Reckon we should… LaFerrier: We're up this far, and I don't much fancy swimming back down. Let's at least see what's making the movements. Scholz: It looks like… an empty space? Leslie, shine your flashlight up to that corner for a moment? [The area above and to the side of the shaft is partially illuminated, revealing a large empty area, upwards of 25 metres in width. Scholz approaches and peers through; cameras observe a network of walkways, at the centre of which is a white sack (diameter ~14 metres) being rhythmically compressed by a complex series of mechanical appendages. Plastic tubes extend from the top of the sack and either enter the elevator shafts, which open against one wall of the area, or connect directly to the SCP-4029-1 instances operating the machinery. The area does not appear to have a floor, and the space below is unilluminated] Harrington: Holy shit. <End Log 1.1> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-03: Document 4029-03 appears to be a blueprint for the plastic air sack in the empty space in floors 4 and 5 of SCP-4029. At the bottom of the blueprint is the following note: Are we sure this is going to work? And if it does, will it do what we want it to do? What do we want it to do? What's its function? Why am I making this? What's the point? <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 1.2> [Agent Mortise's head-mounted camera shows a large, open room with an estimated 200 SCP-4029-1 instances. The room is largely unlit and so visuals are minimal, but each instance has a small electric light surgically implanted in its forehead. The SCP-4029-1 instances do not react to Mortise's presence] Mortise: Commander? Farmer? D-, uh, D-Class? Waters: What's up? Mortise: There's a room here, filled with… people. Dash ones, I reckon. Waters: Jackpot. Nice work, we'll make a Field Agent out of you yet. Farmer, you got the flares? Farmer: Yep. Ready to go. Waters: Alright, D, I want you to stand at the entrance there and get ready to investigate. We have no idea how they'll react. [Pause] Waters: D-004590? D-004590: [Eye roll, thumbs up] Waters: Good. Mortise stand back, and Farmer: get ready to throw that flare. Farmer: Primed and ready, Commander. Waters: Throw! [The flare slowly arcs across the room and lands on the desk of one SCP-4029-1 instance, who reacts, jumping from their desk and swimming across the room towards the Agents. Others nearby turn their heads briefly, and one other moves to their feet, but they are otherwise unresponsive] Farmer: We've got a runner. D, get ready to snap them. [The entity (visually identified as Robert Taylor, an intern hired by █████ Industrial prior to the company's collapse and reported missing in 1929) makes it halfway across the room before stumbling. They begin to clutch at their throat, and the two individuals closest move from their seats to restrain them. After around two minutes, the first instance goes limp and floats in place. The others return to their work-stations] Mortise: Jesus. [The other SCP-4029-1 instances drop the restrained instance and return to their seats. No further activity is observed] Waters: D, could you- D-004590: [Dismissive hand-wave, thumbs up] [D-004590 begins photographing and taking samples from the body8, while Mortise and Waters investigate the rest of the room. Farmer remains by the entrance, logging details of the event] [11 minutes pass without incident] Mortise: Nothing especially weird over here. Corridor leading off, a couple aircon units pumping out more of this dark stuff. Waters: Same here. What about you, Farmer? Farmer: Still filling out the paperwork. Who knows when we might get another chance. [Pause] Well, fuck. Waters: Language, please. This is still official. What's the problem? Farmer: The corridor back there's gone. Some dash ones blocked it up, just saw them do it. Looks like we're caught in their maze. Mortise: No. No, no way. This is a normal gig inside a freaky living office block, not some bloody extra-spatial nightmare-fuel-ass labyrinth. Waters: Be that as it may- Farmer: Buck up, kiddo. They've walled us in. It's their way or no way at all. Now quit your whining and act like a man. [Pause] D-004590: [Stands up, motions for others to follow] Mortise: I guess anything's better than back there. What is it, mate? D-004590: [Points upwards, mimes choking himself with his right hand] Waters: Air ducts. Looks like the ceiling here's come away slightly. Good find. [Waters motions for Farmer and Mortise to come closer] Waters: Watch my back, I'm gonna swim up. I want to check if we can follow the ducts to whatever's supplying the air. Mortise: You want to ditch both of our potential unexplored routes, neither of which show any chance of dark, enclosed, dangerous spaces, in favour of a crawl-space? Waters: Pretty much. Mortise: I don't- Farmer: Commander? Problem. Insulation in the air ducts is… highly esoteric. Waters: How so? [Farmer unhooks their external microphone from their suit and holds it up into the vent. As it enters, recording is cut off abruptly] Waters: Ah. Basically a Faraday cage. [Sniffs] Must be one hell of a weird electric field in here. Farmer, I've got the best flashlight, I'll go first. Mortise: You're all insane. Farmer: Undoubtedly, but it's worked so far. Alright, I'll follow you in. [Waters, Mortise and Farmer enter the vent. D-004590 does not follow. The others do not notice] <End Log 1.2> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-04: TO HOWARD,9 What is this thing? […] could you have ever thought this was a good idea? We […] pay for this, feed this. We can't care for this. What were you thinking? I thought we were moving on. This building, this office, this street. We don't need another anchor. And the way it looks at me. Fuck, the way it looks at me. I really don't need this. We really don't need this. […] in Egypt. Don't try to stop me. By the time you're reading this, I'll have done it anyways. This is your fucking fault, and don't you forget. […] won't be happy about this, either. <End Relevant Documents> ► Log 2 ◄ Hide Log [Communication became spotty, and footage began to cut in and out at random intervals. In total, three hours of combined footage was lost.] <Begin Log 2.1> [The first group, sans D-004590, have lost contact with the others and are currently attempting to break through a wall. An open vent is visible in the upper right corner of the frame, and the group appears to be in a tight, enclosed space] Farmer: [Grunt] You know… Commander… [Grunt] Once we get out of here, I'm… going to issue a complaint. Waters: [Hefting a section of desk to use as a makeshift hammer] I'm… sure you will. Farmer: I've explored cave systems, labyrinths… circuses, temples, sky cities, pocket dimensions… but never, not once in my career [Grunt] have I been trapped in a storage cupboard. Waters: There's a first time for everything, then. [Pause] You too tired, Mr. Roboto? Mortise: [Slumped against the door of the closet, eyes closed] Mhm. [Waters, sighing, drops their section of desk and moves over to Mortise, placing a hand on their shoulder] Waters: You're not really cut out for this job, are you? Mortise: [Faint twitching, followed by several clicks of varying pitches] Waters: Uh, Farmer. Take a look at this, will you? Mortise: Vaaaaaill. Ock- ockslass. Farmer: What's the- oh. Oh yeah, that's not normal. Waters: What do you reckon we- Mortise: A- a- a- vaaail. Slass- asst. Vaiil. Ailllable now, whi- i- iiile. Stocks laaaass. Waters: Shit. That's… not good, either. Mortise: -vailable now. Upward mobility. While stocks last. Comprehensive dynamics. P- p- portfolio. Available now, while stocks last. [Mortise begins to shudder, and extends an arm suddenly towards Farmer. The shift in perspective reveals a tube extending from a formerly sealed port on the Agent's neck] Mortise: Buy buy buy! [Mortise lunges at Farmer, and Waters catches them on the head with the fragment of desk. They stumble to their feet, and turn around, at which point Waters hits them again] Mortise: Stock market value, value, value at inception, s- s- s- synergising overhead! [Mortise begins to jerk and stumble, lashing out at Waters and gouging a hole in the arm of their suit. Waters cries out, and Farmer attacks Mortise from behind, jumping onto their back and pulling them backward. The pair crash into the wall, which breaks, sucking fluid through into a large, air-filled cavity. All three are swept through the breach, and footage is lost] <End Log 2.1> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-05: printer's broken <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 2.2> [The second group have been divided, and audio recording for Scholz and Harrington has ceased due to equipment damage. Additionally, audiovisual footage for LaFerrier is patchy and indistinct at times] [Harrington and LaFerrier are present in the previously discovered central chamber, while Scholz's visual feed records only indistinct dark shapes] LaFerrier: -doesn't matter what we think. Protocol dictates that, when separated from the rest of the team and not in a position to immediately reconvene, we should- Harrington: [Indistinct] LaFerrier: What? I don't- oh no. [LaFerrier turns to face the sack, and observes three SCP-4029-1 entities dismounting from the apparatus surrounding it. All three are wearing damaged, waterlogged suits] LaFerrier: John, uh, he was carrying the deterrents? If I recall correctly? Harrington: [Indistinct] LaFerrier: Okay, okay, uh. [Into microphone] For the record, I am now taking command of a subset Provisional Task Force Duplic-4, consisting of myself and Ms. Harrington, in lieu of any alternative leadership, I- Harrington: [Indistinct] LaFerrier: Right, Leslie — that is, Ms. Harrington — wants me to say that she gives her full consent for this. Our priority right now is, uh, getting out. Under MTF protocol, um, Oh-Six dash… dash Four? I- I think? [Pause] Regardless, we're, we're now going to look for an exit and, um, try our best to reconvene outside. Right? Harrington: [Frantic nodding] LaFerrier: Okay, uh, good. Leslie, if you can try to open those doors along the edge there, I'll try to keep the dash ones busy. [LaFerrier turns towards the SCP-4029-1 instances. Footage becomes indecipherable through audiovisual static] <End Log 2.2> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-06: go around the island, check the drawers in […] office. there are some pens in there. they'll be useful. […] bently doesn't know about. no time to waste Document 4029-07: * --- * * --- * * --- * Is there anyone out there ? Survivors ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Calling the Spanish branch , calling the French branch , calling the American branch * --- * * --- * * --- * Is there a sun , is there a sky , does anyone else know ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Calling the British branch , calling the Canadian branch , calling the German branch * --- * * --- * * --- * This is the Egyptian branch , calling any other branch , does anyone know where Howard went ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Does anyone know where anyone went ? * --- * * --- * * --- * Calling […] Document is suggested to continue for another two thirds of a page, but extensive water damage has made the remainder of the document unreadable. <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 2.3> [No visual footage] D-004590: [Heavy breathing] [A scraping noise is heard, as well as a quiet whirring] D-004590: [Heavy breathing, slowly fading to silence] <End Log 2.3> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-08: Document 4029-08 is a piece of printer paper with several sketches of hydraulic recreations of animal features. Notably, a canine jaw, cat claws, crab legs, and a fish tail. Each sketch is numbered 1, 2, 3, and 4 respectively. The document is signed, but the signature is water damaged. <End Relevant Documents> ► Log 3 ◄ Hide Log [At this point, footage had degraded to the point of extreme fragmentation. Various parts are recorded here] <Begin Log 3.1> [Feed appears to be connected to the surveillance mainframe of SCP-4029. However, there is no visual reference for another two minutes. The feed opens on an individual office. Papers and clothes are floating around the room. Within fifteen seconds, the door begins to shake. It bursts open, and reveals Scholz] [Scholz hurriedly closes the door and presses himself against it to keep it closed. After twenty seconds, Scholz slowly opens the door and peers through the crack. He then closes the door, and backs away from it. Scholz then slowly swims into the room, and scans over the floating debris] [Scholz picks a tie out of the water, and inspects it] [John Scholz slowly ties the tie, perfectly, around his neck] John: [Indistinct] <End Log 3.1> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-09: Document 4029-09 appears to be a blueprint for ventilation system modifications, akin to the current model of the SCP-4029 ventilation system. Blueprints are complete, but semi illegible due to water damage. At the bottom of the blueprint is the following note: █████ Industrial will feed us. █████ […] will care for us. █████ Industrial will provide for us. Everything is going to be okay. […] Everything is going to be okay. We're going to make everything okay. […] Document 4029-10: What does this company do? <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 3.2> [Agent Mortise's implanted camera activates, revealing a cylindrical space lined with alcoves containing SCP-4029-1 stations. They tilt upwards, revealing the central chamber and sack, which is faintly luminescent, suspended at the top] Mortise: Hello? [They turn to look at their arm, which extends directly into a hole in the wall] Mortise: Oh… Oh god… Unknown: [Audio static] Hello [Indistinct] Mortise: H- Hello? Commander, Farmer? L- LaFerrier? Unknown: Welcome to [Indistinct] helpline. Press one for technical help with any of our goods or services, two for- [Audio static] -nine for concerns related to the metaphysical a- [Indistinct]. Mortise: Uh, nine? Unknown: We're sorry, but this service is unavailable right now. Please [Pause] try again later. Unknown: Please try again later. Unknown: Please try again later. Mortise: What- Unknown: Please try again later. Please try. [Pause] Unknown: Please. Please. Please try. Please. Please try again. Please. Later. Please try again. Please. Please try. Please. [Repeats for twenty-nine minutes before cutting off abruptly. Agent Mortise remains silent for the duration of this period] <End Log 3.2> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-11: […] there. […] liquid assets […] but it's okay. There's a key under the mattress. But don't tell Ben. We don't know what it goes to, but we think it's important. Get it. You won't see me again. Make sure […] vain. You're […] wasting […] go and […] Document 4029-12: EMPLOYEE CONTRA[…] Andrews, Roy: "I consent to […]nd agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Alton, Collin: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Aldous, Sarah: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". […] LaFerr[…], Vance: "I consent to […] my position within the corporate structure." Llwellyn, Harriet: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Manford, Dexter: "I consn I consent to my contract and agre to agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Manford, Thomas: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Mallory, Richard: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Stanton, Bart: "I consent to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Micheals, Samuel: "I […] to my contract and agree to uphold my position within the corporate structure". Document continues like this for several pages, stapled together. Water damage increases as document goes on. <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 3.3> [Agents Waters and Farmer are both present in what appears to be a disused break room or employee lounge. Several SCP-4029-1 instances are present, all facing the walls. There are no visible exits] Farmer: [Breathing heavily] Commander? Farmer: Commander, are you there? Waters: Yeah, yeah, I- I'm here. Don't worry. I wouldn't leave you. Farmer: I- I think you should take a look at this. Waters: What's… what's up? Farmer: I don't think it was redacted. [Farmer angles their camera to face the wall of the room, which advertises a █████ Industrial seminar, scheduled for 22/09/2029. Waters touches their hand to the company's name — it comes away to reveal the black rectangle is composed of a sticky, black substance] Waters: Oh. Oh, weird. Think you're in good enough shape to get a sample for the labs? Farmer: Sure, sure. [Farmer moves to scrape off a section of the rectangle. It peels away, but the feed cuts out before anything is revealed] Unknown: [Incoherent] <End Log 3.3> <Relevant Documents> Document 4029-13: Document 4029-13 appears to be an unfinished blueprint for the hydraulic system that powers the limbs of SCP-4029. The document is titled "Project Location Location Location". At the bottom of the blueprint is the following note: 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 29 and if they won't come to us, then we'll go to them <End Relevant Documents> <Begin Log 3.4> [LaFerrier is alone, going about their work] LaFerrier: Please? [Pause. The corridor is empty] LaFerrier: Please? Let me out, please, I didn't- [Another pause, during which LaFerrier continues to wander down the corridor, hesitating momentarily to inspect several pictures on the wall] LaFerrier: So… so he did this? He took it away, and left this behind? Unknown: [Incoherent] LaFerrier: Oh! Welcome! Do you want to, uh, do something? T- together? I know this place is kinda screwed, metaphysically — we could t- talk about that! Unknown: [Incoherent] LaFerrier: [Pausing to look through a doorway, which reveals a room full of SCP-4029-1 instances] I'm sorry, I… don't actually know anything about that. Nothing you wouldn't know already. Ask me in a little… little while? I'm trying to figure it out. LaFerrier: Try asking me again later. And please… get me out. Keep trying. Try again later. Please. Unknown: What? LaFerrier: Please try again later. Please try again later. Please. Please get me out. Please try again. Please. Get me out. Try again later. Please. Please. Please try again. Please try again later. [Agent LaFerrier repeats this for twenty-nine minutes before stopping abruptly. No other sounds were recorded during this period] <End Log 3.4> Five of the seven members of the Task Force were found naked and unconscious within the airlock of SCP-4029 during its next Saturday dormant period. No equipment from the exploration has since been recovered. Farmer and Waters both showed mottled skin discolouration, and Farmer had developed permanent blindness in their left eye. Mortise displayed oxidation inconsistent with their chemical makeup and length of time spent within SCP-4029, and was missing their left arm and several segments of their abdomen. Harrington went into fatal cardiac arrest shortly after recovery — the cause of death was determined to be a large number of standard office staples present in all major arteries. Scholz was found unharmed. Agent LaFerrier was not recovered, and is pending reassignment under the supervision of Dr. Hillenburg. D-004950 is presumed to have remained inside the building. Addendum 12-06-1998 \| Degradation of SCP-4029: After an abnormally long dormant period (a week), the building composing the upper portion of SCP-4029 collapsed due to accumulated weather damage. The interior had apparently been stripped of all valuable or complex components, and drained of fluid. As well as 28 cadavers, one living female SCP-4029-1 instance was recovered from the wreckage. Due to psychological damage, the subject has yielded no useful information. However, they were found carrying the following letter: Document 4029-14: TO BENTLEY, █████ Industrial is no longer. You're working for a ghost. You can't see it from where you are, but nobody even remembers our name anymore. I wanted it that way. In fact, no one really remembers me, either. But you can leave your meaningless job. Your meaningless life. Existence. We know how hard it must be for you. The daily rat-race. The never-ending grind. The terrible monotony. Working nine to five in an awful stupid job just to pay for stupid boring things you don't even need. Unable to fulfill that aching void inside you that yearns to be part of something more. Well yearn no longer. You've been noticed. I know you might be scared. I know you might be worried. I'm here to tell you there's no need to worry. You might feel it already. I'm disgusted I had to stoop down to this level, anyways. But there's no need to worry. I'm going to begin speaking to you in a language you understand. A language you might not have ever known you spoke. A language beyond language, a perfect fit for people beyond people. Welcome to upper management. YOURS, HOWARD In addition to these developments, the mechanical lower portion of the entity was entirely missing, with signs of geological disturbance towards the east. Keter classification has been restored, and research is ongoing. Accessing Log 3.5... The following log was omitted from the Level 3 accessible record. It is unknown how the following was recorded, or by whom. The embedded timestamp reports that this log was recorded on 3/29/1930, and was appropriately in black and white. Its significance is currently unknown. <Begin Log 3.5> Unknown: Hmm… [A head-mounted camera shows a desk with paperwork on it. All of said paperwork is in Egyptian Arabic, though a large portion (roughly 35%) of the words have been censored. Some words that can be made out have been translated to be "references", "previous work experience", "number of years in this company", and "current company position"] Unknown: [Sighs] [Unknown twirls their pen in their black10 hands. Glancing to the left of the paper, a picture of a mother, father, and daughter can be made out, although all faces are censored] Unknown: [Hums to themselves] [Unknown begins to write on the paperwork. Wherever their pen touches the paper, ink begins to bleed in all directions. This renders what Unknown writes censored. This continues for one hour and eighteen minutes, as they shift through the stack of paperwork] [Finally, it's complete. Unknown lets out a deep breath. They grab all of the paperwork, and click it into one neat stack. A glance to the right shows a placard on the desk that reads "Robert Bentley"] Unknown: [Mumbling] I'm done. [Unknown looks up from their desk, revealing a long, unlit, watery hallway, filled with algae and seaweeds. Unknown holds up the paperwork towards the hallway. The door at the end of the hallway opens] [The feed cuts out] <End Log 3.5> Footnotes 1. A distributed task force specialising in the non-lethal containment of immense anomalous entities. Other units are currently assigned to SCP-███, SCP-████, SCP-3676, URA-1103 and SCP-████. 2. Similar in appearance to those of the Japanese spider crab, Macrocheira kaempferi. 3. Testing has revealed that human subjects are capable of subsisting on this fluid indefinitely, with signs of only slight malnutrition. The methods by which SCP-4029 creates this fluid are currently unknown. 4. Often attackers were able to use the drones' blindspots to avoid detection. 5. █████ Industrial had ceased all function by 11/29/1929. 6. Notably, not a Vice President of █████ Industrial. However, a Robert Bentley, working as a credit manager under █████ Industrial, did go missing in Egypt somewhere between 9/29/1929 and 11/29/1929. 7. No records of a Bart Stanton working under █████ Industrial exist. 8. Cause of death was later determined to be a combination of oxygen deprivation and mild chlorine poisoning. 9. Many Howards worked under █████ Industrial, the most notable of which being the CEO, Howard █████. No records exist of Howard █████ outside of █████ Industrial records. 10. Not corresponding to the ethnicity.
SCP-4030	safe	Item #: SCP-4030 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4030 is to be kept folded and vacuum sealed inside an opaque plastic bag and stored within a safe-class containment vault. Direct skin contact is prohibited, except for any test subjects while in testing conditions. When used in testing, visual exposure should be limited to a 1 hour maximum for all test subjects and staff. Failure to comply with this containment procedure will very likely result in the creation of SCP-4030-1 instances, a containment breach, and disciplinary action. This limit resets after 24 hours from last viewing of SCP-4030. A log of viewing persons and the time of initial viewing is to be kept with SCP-4030 at all times. While under the effects of SCP-4030 under no circumstances is the subject to look at their separated organ systems. Failure to do so will likely result in the generation of a SCP-4030-1 instance. In the event of a SCP-4030-1 instance, instances are to be terminated via blunt force trauma. SCP-4030's testing chamber should be built with a hydraulic ceiling to facilitate the crushing of SCP-4030-1 instances should containment be breached. If necessary, high caliber firearms may also be used. In the event of a containment breach of SCP-4030, SCP-4030 is to be terminated by application of strong acidic compound. Description: SCP-4030 is a child's bed-sheet, measuring 1.54m x 2.032m. The bed-sheet has considerably faded patterns of cartoon bats and jack-o-lanterns to the point where, from a distance, it simply appears off-white. Viewing SCP-4030 for over 1 hour induces an anomalous compulsion in the viewer to wear SCP-4030 over their head. This compulsion is proportional to the viewer's age, having a stronger effect on younger viewers. When worn, SCP-4030 will separate the wearer's body into its component organ systems as they translate through space. These collections of organs occupy the same location in space as the time of their separation: 2.00m apart from each other. They are animated with the same movements of the wearer, but do not translate through space themselves. Organ groups are separated from the affected subject in the following order: Skin and Clothing Digestive systems Muscular and Respiratory systems Circulatory systems Skeleton Nervous, Ocular, and Auditory systems Other smaller organ systems are included with the muscular and respiratory group. After the nervous system is separated, SCP-4030 will still move as if the affected subject remains underneath it, though no physical body remains. During this time subjects do not feel pain, but describe the sensation as 'fuzzy' and 'warm'. Subjects continue to experience this separation of bodily systems through their nervous system, even if subjects say they can feel themselves moving or feel SCP-4030 still draped over them. While bodily systems are separated this way organs and tissues may be easily accessed and worked upon. Because of this, SCP-4030 has been used in testing to perform delicate medical surgeries in a non-invasive way. Those affected by SCP-4030 can be returned to a complete state by moving backwards through their separated organs while SCP-4030 continues to be worn. While it is possible for subjects to walk forwards into their separated organs, this is ill advised due to the high probability of generating a new instance of SCP-4030-1. Under no circumstance are subjects to look at any separated organ systems while under the effect of SCP-4030. If the subject looks at their skeletal system while under the effects of SCP-4030, their skeleton (SCP-4030-1) will become sentient. This process always results in the death of the subject, as their skeleton removes itself from the body by moving from the spacial point it was created in. Instances of SCP-4030-1 are found to have increased strength and agility from normal humans. SCP-4030-1s bones remain attached through anomalous means, and only become non anomalous when approximately 50% of them are fractured. Addendum-4030-A The following is a video log of an operation utilizing SCP-4030 being performed on D-387777 to remove his appendix. Video Log Transcript. Test 3. SCP-4030 Date: 09/05/2017 Operating Physician: Dr. ████████ [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4030 is stretched taut across a movable wooden arch, which is then pressed onto the back of D-387777 who is asked to walk forward. As he does so, his bodily systems are separated behind him through the sheet, remaining in place where the separation occurred. When his nervous system has filtered through the sheet he is instructed to remain standing, and alert staff if he feels he is unable to. 00:01 Dr. Morgan (from control room): "Alright. You may begin the procedure. D-387777 if you begin to feel dizzy, or any pain, please let us know. Remain standing at all times, and do not look behind you." 00:11 D-387777: "Wow. This feels strange. But, alright." 00:25 Sounds from medical equipment being wheeled in. Operation begins on test subject. 15:35: Subject Yawns. Operation stops briefly. Operating staff remark on the strangeness of operating on awake patient. 19:12 Dr. ████████ (operating): "Can you raise your left arm?" D-387777 raises his left arm and turns his head. There is a cut sound of the control room microphone being activated as D-387777s nervous system rotates slightly. During this action it is suspected that D-387777 was able to view part of his skeleton through his peripheral vision. In the video log it is noted that when D-387777 performs this action, and only this action, his skeleton does not move, as if knowing it is about to be seen. 19:14 D-387777: "Oh god aiaugha…" SCP-4030-1 becomes active, and with flailing motions begins to tear itself out of the separated organs of D-387777. Operating staff scream, trying to distance themselves from SCP-4030-1-1. Once free of D-387777s organic material, SCP-4030-1-1 seizes SCP-4030 and quickly advances towards Dr. ████████. In the ensuing struggle, SCP-4030 is draped over Dr. ████████, who is then thrown to the ground. As he is thrown, his body separates into its various organ systems, manifesting mid roll. He wrestles with SCP-4030 to remove it, and causes the generation of SCP-4030-1-2. 19:28: It is at this point that the control room activates the room fail-safe. The ceiling of the research chamber begins to descend at a rate of 0.50 m/s and the camera / video feed is destroyed. [END LOG] Addendum-4030-B On 10/31/2018 5 instances of SCP-4030-1 attempted to enter the facility where SCP-4030 was being kept. These instances were terminated by on-site security personnel, with 6 reported injuries. All samples of SCP-4030-1 were studied, and were found to have belonged to individuals between 7 and 16 years of age. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4030" by DrPillar, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4030. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
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Subjects in visual, olfactory, gustatory, auditory, tactile, and memetic range sustain short-term memory loss, disassociation, and an acidic aftertaste. Application of the amnesiac leads to a male vocalization of human origin. Exposed subjects cannot corroborate the vocalization's existence during interrogation. Attached Addenda I. Experimentation Log The following is a series of alleged interactions with SCP-4031. Interactions were not logged in real time; unknown subject(s) recorded the interactions in documentation areas. Inputs include different persons, objects, and conceptual structures. Results include various levels of conceptual recall. INPUT TEST RESULTS Strawberry Rhubarb Pie Forgotten. Pie N/A Gustatory Sensation N/A Tongue Forgotten. Fleshy Structure, Unknown Origin Consumed. Blood Loss Forgotten. Blood Loss N/A Blood N/A Blood Subject expired. New Test Recalled. Blood Recalled. Laboratory Pencil Forgotten. D-5549 Forgotten. D-5549 N/A Junior Researcher Ortega Forgotten. Junior Researcher Ortega N/A Researcher Smalls N/A Dr. Westrin Forgotten. Dr. Westrin N/A Project Lead Xiulan Forgotten. Vocalization N/A II. Investigative Report An investigatory team took Class-W Mnestic.Mnestic: An agent used to temporarily enhance a user's immediate memory retention. drugs with the intent to examine SCP-4031. The team discovered a hitherto unaccounted-for male subject on the floor, deceased. The subject suffered lacerations, emaciation, a broken left clavicle, and blood loss in the oral cavity. Moreover, the subject suffered extensive trauma to the head. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4031" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4031. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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SCP-4032	safe	A photo of SCP-4032-1. Item #: SCP-4032 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4032 has been cordoned off in the research gardens of Site 67. All instances of SCP-4032-1 are to be gathered daily and incinerated on-site. Misuse of SCP-4032-1 will lead to suspension or termination of employment. Any animal found to have consumed SCP-4032-1 is to be captured, euthanized, and incinerated. Only one specimen of SCP-4032 has been found to date. Should additional specimens be found, MTF Alpha-67 "Weed Whackers" will be dispatched to uproot the specimen and transport it to Site 67. All humans that have consumed SCP-4032-1 are to be contained in Holding Cells B1-B5 in the outer perimeter of Site 67. Each cell is to be outfitted with 3 redundant air filters containing Thiobacillus thioparus embedded in a peat and polyurethane mixture. Hydrogen sulfide and methane sensors are installed in each filter. Upon sounding of sensors, MTF Alpha-13 "Odor Eaters" are to escort the individual outside while repairs are completed. Description: SCP-4032 is a wide, mounding deciduous shrub producing a small, round, brown fruit designated SCP-4032-1. When an animal or human consumes SCP-4032-1, it produces extreme gastrointestinal distress. One hour following consumption, the affected individual will form an excess amount of flatulence containing elevated levels of hydrogen sulfide and a smaller, but noticeable, amount of methane gas. Due to an anomalous effect, this flatulence will continuously be produced until the affected individual is deceased (see Research Logs below). Fasting and dehydration do not affect the flatulence, and endoscopy has discovered no identifiable source of the anomalous flatus. An affected individual in an area with improper ventilation will, over time, experience severe symptoms caused by hydrogen sulfide poisoning, including conjunctivitis, respiratory irritation, loss of smell, pulmonary edema, and death. Discovery: SCP-4032 was discovered on Apr 2, 2018. An individual known as Anthony Green (hereafter referred to as D-14478) came upon SCP-4032 in the foothills of Northern California. After consuming SCP-4032-1, he made a distress call to the local search and rescue team, which was intercepted by Foundation operatives. Due to its relative isolation and access to natural resources, the area surrounding SCP-4032 has been purchased by the Foundation, and a research facility constructed under the guise of a personal estate. A 3m fence has been erected across the property, and SCP-4032 is currently contained with other biological specimens in the research garden area of the site, now designated Site 67. Research Logs: Researcher: Dr. Loghari. Special Note: As Site 67 was not yet constructed, D-14478 was housed at Site 88. Date: 4/2/2018 Time: 18:00 D-14478 brought in for observation, assigned to Cell 14-B on the exterior of the compound. Subject emitting copious quantities of flatulence showing high levels of hydrogen sulfide and methane. Date: 4/2/2018 Time: 23:00 Subject complaining of rapid gas buildup in his cell. Interior venting hood activated. Date: 4/3/2018 Time: 02:00 After receiving over 50 complaints, maintenance staff deactivate interior venting hood and open exterior windows. D-14478 placed on intravenous diet. Date: 4/5/2018 Time: 10:00 Endoscopy conducted on D-14478 via remote equipment. Colon was found to be clear, with no visible source of rectal gas. Date: 4/6/2018 Time: 11:00 Staff meeting held to discuss the effect of D-14478's condition on community quality of life. Residents of nearby cells and research rooms complain about inability to open windows or use nearby outdoor facilities. Options discussed include relocation, termination, and attempted treatment. Resolution passed to house D-14478 in an outdoor facility while proper filtering equipment can be constructed. Date: 4/13/2018 Time: 15:00 Foundation agents intercept reports from environmental watch groups regarding airborne pollution in central Alabama near Site 88. Due to the widespread effects of D-14478's condition, resolution is passed to transfer D-14478 into experimental filtering cell before conclusion of safety inspection. Disagreement by the minority noted and filed. Date: 4/14/2018 Time: 01:00 D-14478 found dead. An investigation pointed to improper construction of the primary filter and malfunctioning of its associated sensor. All effects of SCP-4032-1 found to cease upon death. Postmortem report filed with Ethics Committee. Dr. Loghari placed on temporary administrative leave. Researcher: Dr. Carlisle Special Note: Animal testing approved by Ethics Committee. Date: 5/1/2018 Species: Araucanian Herring (Clupea bentincki) Procedure: SCP-4032-1 was crushed and added to a mixture of copepods and krill, then fed to a small school of herring. Result: Fifteen minutes after consumption of SCP-4032-1, the herring's typical flatus production was greatly increased, disrupting their use of flatulence for communication and causing distress to the school. Flatus was collected and analyzed. In contrast to standard herring flatus, the gasses collected contained both hydrogen sulfide and methane, although at levels lower than those produced by human subjects. After three hours, the herring were euthanized and processed. Autopsy and chemical analysis discovered no postmortem evidence of SCP-4032-1's effects. Date: 5/2/2018 Species: Chicken (Gallus gallus domesticus) Procedure: SCP-4032-1 was offered directly, which was rejected by the chickens. It was then crushed and added to commercial chicken feed and fed to a group of five chickens. Result: Two hours after consumption of SCP-4032-1, all chickens began to emit a gas containing low levels of hydrogen sulfide and methane gas. All animals were euthanized and dissected after five hours. Postmortem analysis determined that the chickens' short intestinal tracts were distended. Date: 5/4/2018 Species: Brown-throated three-toed sloth (Bradypus variegatus) Note: This species was chosen for its noticeable lack of flatulence, typically absorbing flatus and emitting it through the lungs. Procedure: SCP-4032-1 was offered directly, which was rejected by the sloths. It was then crushed and ground with a mixture of tree leaves before being fed to a sloth. Result: [REDACTED] All testing with large mammals has been suspended. Ethics Committee approval is required for all future animal experiments.
SCP-4033	safe	Item #: SCP-4033 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4033 is currently held at Site-██ in a padlocked glass container. When handling the object, 0.5 centimetre rubber gloves are to be worn at all times. No direct contact with SCP-4033 is permitted unless conducting a test. No more tests including SCP-4033 are to be conducted under order from the Site Director. Description: SCP-4033 is a Cadbury's Crème Egg that cannot be cracked, melted, eaten or damaged in any other way. If a subject touches SCP-4033 through skin contact, the subject will hear a voice. No others have reported hearing the voice, hereby referred to as SCP-4033-1. SCP-4033-1 has been reported to have a noticeable lisp and resembles a child's TV show mascot. When activated, SCP-4033-1 will say: 'Hooray! You want to join in my Easter Egg hunt! I see you've found the first one already, so hurry on! Time is of the essence!' A painted egg will then appear somewhere in a ten-metre radius of the subject, often found in simple hiding places, such as on a shelf, or behind another object. If a subject collects this egg, another egg (hereby referred to as instances of SCP-4033-2) will appear under the same conditions of the first. If a subject other than the one that initiated the "hunt" touches an instance of SCP-4033-2 or SCP-4033 itself, it will burn their fingers, causing them to instinctively drop it. SCP-4033-1 will then say: 'No! You're not part of this hunt! Put that down!' There are twelve instances of SCP-4033-2 in one "hunt", and subjects are allocated ten minutes to collect all of these instances in order to "win". When the "hunt" is over, all collected instances of SCP-4033-2 will spontaneously disappear. If the subject "wins" , SCP-4033-1 will say: 'Yay! Yay! Yay! You found them all! That means you get the GRAND PRIZE!' The "winning" subject will then fall unconscious. Medical examination of these subjects reveals that their stomachs are anomalously filled with a substance very similar to Cadbury's chocolate. While all winners have become severely ill and reported extreme pain, none have died. If the subject "loses", SCP-4033-1 will say: 'Oh no… You didn't get all the eggs. Oh well, don't worry! You get the runner-up prize!' The subject will then undergo severe brain trauma and physical distress, while still remaining conscious. They will retain basic motor functions and the ability to vocalise, but will die approximately 2 minutes later. Autopsies have revealed these subjects to have a [DATA EXPUNGED] in their brains. Only one full interview has been successfully carried out with SCP-4033-1; following Incident-4033-A, no more interviews are to be conducted. Discovery: Local Agents situated in ██████, █████ were alerted to 3 mortalities in ██████ Hospital, all dead were found to have [EXPUNGED] in their brains. SCP-4033 was found in the house of a local artist, who was found in extreme distress. They were later found to have a substance resembling chocolate in their stomach. Agent ███ touched SCP-4033 and successfully completed the "hunt". Foundation backup arrived on scene and retrieved the Agents and SCP-4033. Addendum 4033-A: Interviewed: SCP-4033-1 Interviewer: D-89667 Notes: D-89667 was ordered to memorise a list of three questions to ask SCP-4033-1. <Begin log> D-89667 picks up SCP-4033 with his bare hands. SCP-4033-1: Hooray! You want to join in my Easter Egg hunt! I see you've found the first one already, so hurry on! Time is of the essence! D-89667: All right. What's your name? SCP-4033-1: Wh-what? That's not important now, you've gotta find the eggs! D-89667: No, I need to know. Seriously, what's your name? SCP-4033-1: My name? Well, you already know! I'm the Easter Bunny! D-89667: No, your real name. Like, Bob or something. SCP-4033-1: Easter bunny. That… is… my real… name. Right? Yeah… Yeah… D-89667: Okay, I'll come back to that. What was the second question… Where are you? SCP-4033-1: Where am I? Why, I'm right behind… you. SCP-4033-1's voice becomes noticeably gruffer, its lisp is gone. SCP-4033-1: Hey, where the hell am I? D-89667: Yeah, that's what I want to know! SCP-4033-1: It-it was you. You did this to me. I know it. D-89667: Hey, no, I didn't do it! D-89667 starts to visibly panic. SCP-4033-1: I know you did… D-89667: No! No! I know what happens to fucking D-class like me! Don't kill me! SCP-4033-1: You… did it. D-89667: No! I didn't! Don't do it! Please! SCP-4033-1: Get the eggs. That's what you do. You bastard… D-89667: Okay! Yes! Jesus. SCP-4033-1: Why… I'm Easter… Hop, hop, hop. D-89667 collects all instances of SCP-4033-2 and subsequently falls unconscious. <End log> Closing Statement: D-89667 was later reprimanded for failure to carry out his orders. Incident 4033-A: Interviewed: SCP-4033-1 Interviewer: D-89668 Notes: Shortly after the initial interview, an attempt to further establish the origins of SCP-4033-1 and its physical state was made. D-89668 was ordered to memorise a list of three questions to ask it. <Begin log> D-89668 picks up SCP-4033 with his bare hands. SCP-4033-1: No… D-89668: What is your name? SCP-4033-1: No… I have no name. D-89668: Just tell me your name. I know you have one. Please make this easy for me. SCP-4033-1: You took it from me… and put me here. D-89668: Well, no I didn't, but on that note, where are you? SCP-4033-1 does not respond for 2 minutes. SCP-4033-1: Put me here and left me. D-89668: Wait, what did you say? "Put me and left"? SCP-4033-1 does not respond for 2 minutes. D-89668: Are you still there? SCP-4033-1 does not respond for a further minute. D-89668: Hello? SCP-4033-1? SCP-4033-1 does not respond for 2 minutes. SCP-4033-1: You want to know? The truth is, I don't know… I'm the Easter Bunny… I got nowhere to hop to. D-89668: You don't- The allocated ten minutes to complete the "hunt" expires, and D-89668 falls to the floor in extreme distress. Agents watching over the test drag him away. <End log> Closing Statement: D-89668 died two minutes after. An autopsy on him revealed that he had a [EXPUNGED] in his brain. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4033" by guywithahat, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4033. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4034	euclid	SCP-4034 and its surroundings. Item #: SCP-4034 Special Containment Procedures: Access to the historical Bohemian Chancellery has been restricted under the guise of UNESCO world heritage regulation. Should any unauthorized personnel witness an SCP-4034 event, they are to be administered an appropriate amnestic dose and then released. 5 security personnel are to be permanently stationed on the premises to apprehend SCP-4034-1 instances during Shatter events. All such instances are then to be transported to nearby Site-26 for permanent containment in standard humanoid cells. Staff are to be placed on high alert during centennial anniversaries of notable political executions. Description: SCP-4034 is the third floor window of the building which housed the Bohemian Chancellery in the 17th century. Its construction is typical for European windows of the period, with a thicker lower portion due to imprecise glassblowing during its creation. The phrase "Let the martyrs of Huss fly free" is carved into the glass in contemporary German, though the small size of the inscription and its placement near the top corner of the frame make it difficult to discover without close inspection. On an irregular basis, SCP-4034 will undergo a Shatter event where one or more human figures, termed SCP-4034-1, will be ejected through the window despite not existing in local space prior to the event. The instance(s) will then fall to the ground and land dirtied but unharmed on an anomalously ever-present pile of horse-feces, termed SCP-4034-2. Attempts to remove SCP-4034-2 have only resulted in the pile's regrowth via what appears to be molecular replication, and attempts to do so have been halted after various failures. SCP-4034 will anomalously self-repair within 24 hours of the event. At the time of their egress, SCP-4034-1 instances all possess fatal wounds or other bodily conditions inimical to survival. Despite this, the instances continue to survive in Foundation custody until dying of other causes at an average of 85 years of age. All SCP-4034-1 instances appear to be individuals killed or executed by a state for an act of protest or rebellion exactly 100 years prior to their associated Shatter event. It is unknown if the instances are copies or temporally displaced originals, though the hitherto inability to identify remains associated with the original instances supports the latter theory. SCP-4034 was originally discovered in 1873 by the Foundation precursor organization based in the German Empire, the Kaiserliches Deutsches Prüfamt für Paranormale Angelegenheiten (KDPPA). Following their incorporation into the Foundation in 1900, it entered Foundation custody. It is unknown if the phenomenon began in 1873, or if previous Shatter events occurred but were undocumented. Addendum SCP-4034.1: Logs recorded before 1900 were originally recovered from the KDPPA, who originally maintained the security and secrecy of SCP-4034. Date of Event: December 16, 1873 Objects Recovered: Four men wearing wet English sailor apparel, 44.13 liters of sea water, and 14 crates of tea. Responses: Medical examination of the men noted that their respiratory system had ceased functioning due to an inundation of water. When confronted about this, the men claimed to not have any trouble breathing. When questioned about events that took place before the Shatter Event, all men recalled being confronted by a "mermaid". The men were detained in nearby KDPPA holding cells, and have yet to expire. The tea crates were stored at the same location for later analysis.1 Date of Event: October 16th 1893 Objects Recovered: 14 heads of unidentified individuals, and three loaves of buttered brioche bread. Response: All but one of recovered heads could not adequately answer questions in interviews due to mental trauma from having lost the rest of their bodies. The remaining head spoke French, and recalled that a woman had taken the basket the heads had been stored in, and tossed them out of a window. The heads are stored together in a single containment chamber. The buttered bread is stored separately at the same site, despite analysis indicating that the loaves have no anomalous properties. Date of Event: January 6, 2018 Objects Recovered: Three individuals of Russian descent suffering from malnutrition, and 156 paper pamphlets splattered with blood. Response: The individuals claimed to have been saved by an angel, and demanded to be returned to Russia, mentioning a need to exact revenge. Analysis of the pamphlets determined that they were anomalous copies of The Junius Pamphlet, by Rosa Luxemburg. The individuals remain detained in standard humanoid containment cells. The pamphlets are stored at the same site, despite requests from the detainees that they be kept "as far away as possible." Date of Event: November 22, 2063 Objects Recovered: Seventeen copies of John F. Kennedy with identical bullet wounds. Response: All Kennedys expressed panic after noticing each other. However, they gained composure after one said, "Well, if it's all us, we're going to be fine. She said we'd be fine. Us, Bob, the country. That's what she told you too, right?" In interviews, all Kennedys refused to elaborate on their experience after being shot. The copies are currently being held in standard humanoid containment cells at Site-72, due to the site's experience with containing clones. + Level 5 Access Only - Access Granted Date of Event: December 10, 2022 Objects Recovered: The first O5-4. No cause of death was apparent, and their body seems to be in perfect health. Response: Subject was unconscious upon egress, and awoke 4 hours later in Site-26. After initial belief that it had been kidnapped by a hostile group, the subject was able to deduce the Foundation's identity and that a temporal shift had taken place. Subject has since been able to provide copious amounts of information corroborating their identity, including the identities of the original council, security callsigns from 1922, and Level-5 restricted information at the time. Remote interviews with O5-1 and O5-2 have also produced no information or personality quirks inconsistent with the original O5-4. As O5-4 was believed to have served on the council until their disappearance and presumed death in 1977, the identity or authenticity of the individual holding the office in the intervening 55 years is unknown. However, when asked for comments about this individual, O5-4 responded, "Someone has assured me that my replacement was for the best." Footnotes 1. When this location was turned over to the modern Foundation, all crates had been opened and emptied of their contents.
SCP-4035	safe	SCP-4035: Prey on Words Author: Deadly Bread Other Articles of Mine SCPs SCP-4966 Rating: 725 SCP-1401-EX Rating: 303 SCP-4052 Rating: 257 SCP-4088 Rating: 234 SCP-5522 Rating: 215 SCP-4109 Rating: 212 SCP-7441 Rating: 137 SCP-5020 Rating: 124 SCP-4035 Rating: 120 SCP-4286 Rating: 119 SCP-4664 Rating: 115 SCP-4270 Rating: 114 SCP-7966 Rating: 107 SCP-3462 Rating: 100 SCP-6663 Rating: 95 SCP-5693 Rating: 63 SCP-6633 Rating: 61 SCP-4570 Rating: 60 SCP-5261 Rating: 59 SCP-444-J Rating: 53 page 1 of 212next » Tales Something Glowing Rating: 180 Log Of Extranormal Events, Vol II Rating: 37 Prelude To Presents Rating: 24 The Bears Rating: 16 Your Memory Forever Seen Rating: 13 Other SCP-005 Proposal Hub Rating: 94 The Bread Box Rating: 92 Secure Facility Dossier: Reliquary Area-27 Rating: 87 Experiment Log-4035 Rating: 71 Collab Articles SCPs Page Title Co-Author SCP-4733 But Not Forgotten Lamentte SCP-5225 The Abyss Stares Back XilasCrowe SCP-5785 Craptivism Sonderance SCP-5993 We want you to come visit Heaven, just don't fuck with those bees ch00bakka Tales Page Co-Author The Bathrooms Wiki Too many to list Snippets of an Unveiled World Nykacolaquantum does not match any existing user name, Lt Flops, IFBench, Westrin Gone, Lamentte Your Imaginary Friend Fishish Check out Deadly Bread's Author Page ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ITEM NUMBER: SCP-4035 LEVEL 3/4035 CONFIDENTIAL SCP-4035 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4035 is to be kept within a standard containment chamber guarded by at least one member of site security at all times. Testing involving SCP-4035 must be approved and supervised by a minimum of 1 Level 3 personnel. SCP-4035’s containment chamber is to be regularly stocked with working lightbulbs for testing purposes. Description: SCP-4035 is a table lamp with a stained glass patterned lampshade and an iron base. SCP-4035 does not appear to have any form of wiring or electrical components within it, other than a standard lightbulb socket. Despite this, lightbulbs inserted into SCP-4035 produce light as expected, albeit with a blue hue. Following the insertion of a lightbulb, a gaseous humanoid entity will apparate from within SCP-4035. This entity, referred to as SCP-4035-1, has the appearance of a balding Caucasian male between the ages of 40 and 50, wearing a patchy brown suit coat. The legs and abdomen of SCP-4035-1 appear as a cloudy blue gas that leads within SCP-4035. SCP-4035 often manifests smoking a large cigar, although this cigar produces no heat or smoke. When SCP-4035-1 manifests, it will direct its attention towards the individual who placed the lightbulb inside of SCP-4035. SCP-4035-1 will introduce itself to the subject1, and inquire whether the subject would like to purchase an unknown product. Inquiries into the nature of this product or SCP-4035 itself have met with failure. Once the subject verbally responds to SCP-4035-1 in any manner, the subject will gain a biological modification or anomalous ability directly correlating with how the subject responded to SCP-4035-1. SCP-4035-1 will treat any verbal communication as an answer to its inquiry, whether it was a statement, a separate inquiry, or a non sequitur. This occurs whether the subject was responding to SCP-4035-1's inquiry or not. Due to this, received abilities are often described by their recipients as "lackluster" or "disappointing." Often, these abilities are severely detrimental to the subject and cause them severe harm. Following the subject receiving these abilities, SCP-4035-1 will quickly recede back into SCP-4035, with the lightbulb violently exploding upon its entrance. If the subject attempts to contact SCP-4035-1 again, a voice will emanate from SCP-4035 stating, "Sorry kid, no refunds." Addendum 1: The following are several testing logs to determine the extent of SCP-4035-1’s abilities. Testing Log 4035-1 Researcher: Dr. Bannock Subject: D-4088 Statement: Subject was instructed to request “Telepathic abilities” from SCP-4035-1. Upon manifestation of SCP-4035-1, subject instead exclaimed, “What kinda shit is this?” Resulting Ability: Subject was able to identify the chemical composition of all types of feces, as well as the creature it originated from. Testing Log 4035-2 Researcher: Dr. Bannock Subject: D-1433 Statement: Subject was instructed to request “Telepathic abilities” from SCP-4035-1. Upon manifestation, subject asked SCP-4035-1 to “be able to read minds.” Resulting Ability: Testing showed that D-1433 had not developed telepathic abilities, and was held until further notice. It was found several weeks later that the subject had gained the ability to understand any form of writing, under the condition that it was written onto the forehead of a living being. This was discovered after a violent altercation when the subject revealed to D-3475 that the tattoo of Chinese characters on his forehead read “Cuban butter mustache.” Testing Log 4035-3 Researcher: Dr. Bannock Subject: D-0672 Statement: Subject was instructed to request “Muscle regeneration” from SCP-4035-1. Subject requested this without issue. Resulting Ability: Once SCP-4035-1 demanifested, D-0672 was provided a standard pocket knife and instructed to injure himself. Upon the knife piercing D-0672's arm, subject’s muscular system began to swell and multiply to approximately 245% of its original size. Subject began showing signs of extreme distress until his vital signs ceased three seconds later. Autopsy revealed no abnormalities and the corpse was incinerated. Testing Log 4035-4 Researcher: Dr. Bannock Subject: D-1899 Statement: Subject was instructed to request “flight” from SCP-4035-1. Subject requested this without issue. Resulting Ability: Subject appears to be unaffected by Earth’s gravitational pull. Subject does not appear to to able to control their flight, only being able to propel herself by pushing off of solid structures. Testing Log 4035-5 Researcher: None Subject: Junior Researcher Jacobson Statement: This was an unauthorized usage of SCP-4035. Security footage shows Junior Researcher Jacobson entering SCP-4035’s containment chamber and requesting SCP-4035-1 to “make him more attractive.” Resulting Ability: Footage shows that after the demanifestation of SCP-4035-1, Jacobson suddenly impacted the wall of the containment chamber with a large amount of force, suffering a severe spinal fracture. During post-incident analysis, it was found that Jacobson's epidermis had gained properties similar to that of a high powered magnet. Jacobson remained alive for approximately two hours before succumbing to his injuries. Once total brain death occurred, Jacobson's corpse lost all anomalous properties, and was incinerated as per protocol. Addendum 2: After extensive testing with SCP-4035, it has been found that while in proximity to the object, sapient beings are more likely to experience sudden speech problems such as parapraxis2 or signs of ankyloglossia.3 Studies have revealed that subjects communicating within approximately 20 meters of SCP-4035 are 68% more likely to experience parapraxis, which often results in unintended modifications when speaking with SCP-4035-1. Further research into this effect is currently ongoing. All further testing is to be recorded in Experiment Log-4035. Footnotes 1. SCP-4035-1 has introduced itself by a variety of names, such as Bobby Spiff, Danny Fry, and Josephi Krakowski. 2. Commonly referred to as a Freudian slip. 3. Commonly referred to as being “tongue tied”. Whether the speaker actually suffers from ankyloglossia or not does not appear to affect this probability. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4035" by Deadly Bread, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4036	keter	+ Content Warning - Hide whatever Deals with racism and depictions of suicidal ideation Item #: SCP-4036 SCP-4036's official flag. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4036 is to be surrounded by a perimeter covering 120,000 km2 maintained by the Foundation Navy in collaboration with United Nations Peacekeeping troops in order to prevent any SCP-4036-1 instances or trade coming in or out of the perimeter. If objects or persons attempt to penetrate the perimeter, they are to be neutralized, and their remains relocated to Site-004 in Indonesia. Foundation operatives are to infiltrate political, military, religious, and cultural institutions on SCP-4036. These operatives are to acquire information on ongoing affairs, potential operations against the Foundation, and subvert potential operations within SCP-4036. At all times, at least 2% of the population of SCP-4036 is to be made up of Foundation operatives or SCP-4036-1 instances loyal to the Foundation. In the case of a mass-scale military operation against the Foundation from SCP-4036, Operation Black Lily is to be enacted. Operation Black Lily is to only be enacted in the possibility that (A) SCP-4036 can no longer be contained without an XE-"Lifted Veil" scenario, (B) that large areas of land will not be returned to their respective countries and (C) SCP-4036 will rout Foundation forces in such a way that it leaves the Foundation completely defenseless. At the time, the President of SCP-4036's attitude towards the Foundation has been conciliatory, lacking any hostility characteristic of previous administrations or governments. However, due to the current atmosphere regarding the Foundation, and the possibility that the President will be ousted before any permanent solution can be established, diplomatic relationships have remained the same. Special Containment Procedures have remained in place in the possibility that an anti-Foundation President and legislative group take control over the governmental apparatus. Description: SCP-4036 is a small unitary theocratic republic located in an archipelago in the southeastern region of Polynesia, 300 km in radius and 100,000 km2 in area. SCP-4036's citizens refer to it as The Adytite Republic of Polynesia. It was previously under the autocratic rule of PoI-432 ("Norman Taylor") from 1857-1862 before his assassination by Foundation-backed groups in the region. Prior to this, SCP-4036 was highly militaristic, combining Industrial Age technology with biological weaponry to create a mobilized military. SCP-4036 had controlled around 30% of Polynesia, with the majority of its holdings in sparsely populated locations. Current authorities of SCP-4036 have disavowed its founder, PoI-432, and previous imperialist ambitions. SCP-4036's population2 is primarily anomalous, with current estimates ranging from 50% to 80%. Government statistics state around 64% of the population is anomalous, although due to a lack of peer review, it is unknown if this is representative of the island's population. The population is primarily capable of flesh manipulation. SCP-4036's state religion is Sarkicism, with official statistics claiming that all of SCP-4036-13 are adherents to Sarkicism, despite there being small Christian and Islamic Groups within the country. Freedom of Religion is allowed under the Constitution, although most non-Sarkic instances worship in secret to prevent social and political ostracization. SCP-4036's society is primarily rural, with a few central urban areas, where the majority of the population lives. These urban locations vary from standard concrete to biological buildings. Economically, SCP-4036 is built around animal and human agriculture, manufacturing, and tobacco farming. Trade is impossible due to ongoing containment of SCP-4036. SCP-4036's government controls 60% of the economy, while the rest is owned either communally or by individuals. SCP-4036's government is divided into three branches: executive, legislative, and judicial. The legislative branch is divided into three houses: the House of Representatives, the Senate, and the Karcist Council. The House of Representatives currently comprises around 100 representatives, each one representing 100 people. The Senate is composed of 10 delegates, each representing 1000 people. Both houses are chosen by majority vote per district. The Karcist Council is a group of 20 individuals representing the main religious governing body, The Church of the Republic, of which all citizens are members. This house is made up of individuals hand selected by the Karcist. A Bill can be made into law in one of two ways: (A) be approved of by 60% of both the Senate and House of Representatives, or (B) be approved of by the Karcist Council with a majority vote, even if one house unanimously rejects the proposal. The executive branch is made up of a President (elected by popular vote) and their cabinet, both serving five-year terms with no chance for reelection. All cabinet positions must be approved of by the Karcist Council in majority vote or by 60% of both the Senate and House. The judicial branch makes up The Supreme Court Of the Republic, composed of six posts, all for life. This is made up of appointees chosen by the President and approved of by a simple majority in the Senate and House.4 SCP-4036's society is a combination of Proto-Sarkic beliefs and modernity, with a heavy focus on religious and civic patriotism, and modern technology. Religiosity of Grand Karcist Ion is highly valued by the public, along with technological innovation. Electronic and digital products are popular amongst SCP-4036-1, with the majority of them coming from either smuggling or bootlegging. However, biological machinery is also used by the populace, primarily among lower classes. Biological machinery is often viewed as inferior to digital and electronic technology, and is usually used when non-biological options are not available. Often, lower classes are incapable of buying products, resorting to crafting their own.5 PoI-432 (Left) and PoI-433 (Right), 1st and 2nd Presidents of SCP-4036 respectively. While social stratification exists in SCP-4036's society, every individual is entitled to adequate healthcare and food. Healthcare is, comparatively, the cheapest in the entire world. However, this is most likely due more to the abundance of biological manipulation and crafting among the population than to any inherent superiority of the government healthcare system. Participation in the armed forces or civil duty is mandatory once a citizen reaches the age of 19. Individuals must either spend time in the armed forces for two years before being discharged, or participate in civil duty for 16 months. Most citizens choose the latter option. Patriotic and religious feelings often coincide with one another in the cultural depictions of SCP-4036. Klavigar Saarn is often heavily associated with Lady Adytum, the personification of SCP-4036. Prayer often occurs directly after a salute to the flag of SCP-4036. Every President of SCP-4036 has cited a strong belief in Sarkicism. The majority of SCP-4036-1 hold the belief that an individual cannot be a citizen of SCP-4036 without also being a Sarkic. The military of SCP-4036 often uses the seal of Klavigar Orok, the Klavigar of war and domination. Currently, SCP-4036 has been contained to around 300 islands, and not allowed to expand beyond these borders. While no official treaty or cooperative agreement has been established between the Foundation and SCP-4036, there have been no further attempts by either side to cease the stalemate. PoI-432 File Access Granted Person of Interest File #432 Legal Name: Norman Taylor Aliases used: "President Taylor" Associated Groups of Interest: Polynesian Sarkic Associated Persons of Interest: PoI-182 ("William Walker"), PoI-433 ("Ohashi Hachigoro"), PoI-431 ("John Taylor") Reason for monitoring: PoI having violated (A) American neutrality acts and (B) having set up an illegal state called "The Adytite Republic of Polynesia" along with various other filibusters and mercenaries.6 Current Course of Action: N/A Former Course of Action: Neutralize PoI before PoI can attempt to either disrupt colonial interests in Polynesia or, under more severe circumstances, attempt to take over vast quantities of land. Priority: High N/A Status: "President" of an illegal republic, henceforth referred to as SCP-4036. Dead. Background Information: Prior to PoI's relationship with SCP-4036 and other filibusters, PoI developed an impactful (if short) relationship with PoI-182 ("William Walker") in 1853, after PoI-182 was attempting to recruit mercenaries to create the independent federal republic, Republic of Sonora (October 1853 — May 1854) and the Republic of Lower California (October 1853 — January 1854) as slave colonies in the region. However, by 1854 the relationship had declined between PoI-432 and PoI-182, eventually leading in PoI-432 to split from PoI-182. By 1855, PoI had heard various stories about a "virgin island" in the southern area of Polynesia, filled with resources such as sugar cane, tobacco, and gold. Notably, this region purportedly contained a population that had very little, if any, contact with European explorers and was — in the eyes of most American filibusters at the time — servile in nature. In 1856, PoI wrote to his brother, PoI-431 ("John Taylor"), who operated a private shipbuilding and trading service at the time, asking for a variety of ships for the journey. PoI-431 delivered the ships at a reduced charge for PoI-432, but only under the condition that he never contact him again. By 1857, PoI hired around 300 mercenaries and filibusters to come with him in the total of 10 ships, outfitted with cannons and one year's worth of food for the entire crew. PoI then left for the island. It should be noted that PoI had no direct evidence of SCP-4036's existence, as it only existed in rumor in the California and Nevada territories. The following documents have been ordered sequentially in the order that they were written: ….Walker ruined Sonora and Baja, and is currently ruining Nicaragua. He is an amoral slaver, who believes himself better than all others…. I tried to force him in the right direction, but he would not listen to reason. This time, things will be sufficiently different. We have weaponry; we are away from normal civilization, and away from the Americas. Of course, other colonial powers are nearby, but as long as we do not anger them or gain their attention, all things will turn out well…. Walker was crude in his Presidential style, only ever focusing on slavery, that horrific, barbaric institution. It was a fantasy, as if they would be set atop the aristocracy, instead of a rich Tennessean. It is quite crude and amoral venture, in my view. A yellow man, an anthropologist who has accompanied me on my voyage for the sake of easy communication with these tribesmen, came to me in private confidence, to warn me about his perceived fears over this project of mine….I told him that such fears were not justified. We were both Republicans; we both believed slavery was immoral. Did he not agree that it was the job of more civilized people — like us and the Japanese — to bring civilization to these poor, barbaric people? To provide them the tools and the resources to fight back against tyranny? Exploitation of the weak and powerless is inherent to the human condition — Cain slew Abel just for being more pleasing in the Eyes of Our Lord and Savior. 4 people on our planet and we have our first murder, the first time blood was spilled upon the ground in the pursuit of petty revenge. It is our job to give these peoples some sort of equal standing, to have people defend them against exploitation. The yellow man agreed and went back to work. We reached The Island. I saw a woman in the treeline matching the descriptions of the natives. She wore flesh-like things on her body, covering her below the waist. I'd almost say she was the living image of beauty herself, if the abhorrent symbols didn't dot her face and body. Children destroying their bodies for the sake of barbaric culture….We made camp here, and plan on keeping camp here for as long as necessary. I believe these natives would make fine workers, if we gain the friendship of their cultural institutions. Loyalty to these institutions. brings sacrifice for the greater good. Great civilizations are built on the back of good workers. To the east of this campsite, I found a small patch of dirt with queer protrusions jutting from it. It was hairy, but not like plant fuzz, almost animal-like in its physicality. I felt an instinctual urge to pull on it, to see what there was. I ordered the men to help me when I could not get it out myself, and together we managed to rip the 'plant' out of the ground. The protrusion was not a plant but a tail, the tail of a large swine. We had ripped its tail off. How such a swine came into existence on this geographically isolated island, I am unsure. As we got up, we stared at the creature. It squealed in pain trying to get itself up and walk, but it fell back on its side, and continued to bleed and whimper. As it laid dying, I drew my pistol and killed the poor thing. I looked over the corpse after killing it. It seemed fully grown. A scout team has returned to our camp, 4 men dead and 3 more injured. They testified that, while searching for natives, a large, 15-foot tall beast has come from the greenery on the beachside of the island. Bullets did nothing against the bone shields. I ordered my ships to scout the beachside, searching for the beast. Considering the circumstances, I believed it prudent. "The beast attacked our camp, slaughtering 21 of our men. It towered at least 19 feet, with the majority of its face surrounded by yellowy bone. This creature was foreign to me. It had the torso of a mammoth, the head of a horse, and the claws of bear. Its torso was covered in thick white bone, and its claws being made entirely of flesh. They morphed and changed, like liquid. Liquid metal. It tore through men, slashing them apart like factory equipment, with giant long tendrils popping out of nowhere, only to be reabsorbed back into its body. Its flesh almost looked like a spider's web, interconnecting into itself, layering on top of one another. But it almost seemed to be independent of the beast, trying to force itself into a thousand different directions, but being stamped down by the superior force. Some of our men gots stuck inside. Just touching it is enough to get stuck. An arm becomes your entire body. I can still hear the screams as those men were consumed inside the mass of flesh, as muffled as they were. I felt its eyes bore into me as our cannons tore through its flesh, leaving large holes in its body. It still twitches, sometimes. I need to lay down or else I'll rip this page out. I plan on going to the middle of the island, and seeing if there are any natives there. I will take exactly 100 armed men there and see if we can come to some sort of agreement with the natives. I wish to make good on my promise to the anthropologist and avoid hurting as many as possible. I killed a chieftain today. Or, what I presume was a chieftain. He ordered us to lay down our weapons, at least from what the anthropologist told us. I shoot him in the head and he falls to the ground without a single yelp or whimper of pain. Some ran in fear, others too fearful to run, of which we captured and took back to camp. The anthropologist and I hate seeing the poor creatures in pain, but this is their fate for the time being. We talked to one of them, a boy no older than ten. He thanked us for killing the chieftain, for his rule was immoral and cruel. I received similar testimonies from the others of this chieftain's cruelty. We told him we were going to help them and make their lives better. I then asked him about the beast, and the boy sighed. He told us that it was made by the village. The chieftain, in response to seeing that outsiders appeared on the island, ordered the entire tribe to group in the main village and help construct a guardian. This process took the majority of their energy, but not three days later, the chieftain ordered the young village men to come with him and to fight. The beast had been killed. He said the chieftain said we were going to kill the men and violate the women. The anthropologist took me aside. He said that these villagers were an anomaly. I concurred, as it was not normal for people to craft flesh, but he said even aside from that, this shouldn't be possible. When I asked why, he responded that this language was a combination of European and Polynesian languages. Along with that, these villagers didn't look like Polynesians, as their skin was light toned. Unless they traveled across the world to this island. Some of the men brought us to the village. It couldn't have been more than 300 men and women. Their houses weren't made of wood or stone, but masses of flesh which bulged and moaned. These were made from the bodies of the dead, as a way to make sure their deaths were not worthless. They wore wet flesh on themselves, which, to me, seemed more disgusting than the houses themselves. Most of the village was terrified of the chieftain, not even attempting to go back for the body, fearful that it wouldn't be dead. Some were terrified of the new arrivals, while others asked The Elder, who graciously suggested they wait before jumping to conclusions about their new guests. The majority followed The Elders, the sacred group who had, until very recently, lead their tribe. Homelessness was nonexistent. They seemed to have no outsiders or undesirables, whether it be in a caste system such as India, or economic status, such as in Europe and the rest of the Americas. Men and women are not separated based on sex, but based on their nature. Men and women hunt, men and women search for food. They mostly subsist on meat, but fruits exist on this island as well. I saw families rush from their houses to some of the men we captured and smothered them with kisses and hugs and cries that they were okay and safe. I saw a man cry in front of another, barely standing up. I asked Ohashi what was happening. He said that they were husbands. I wished to know nothing more. I asked some others if there was a village elder. They said there were once many, but all of them were slaughtered by the chieftain. Originally, the island had been run by wise old men who knew the religion, studied their practice since birth, and had their oral history since the beginning of their tribe, many thousands of years ago. The chieftain, originally an apprentice of one of them, rose up and killed them along with the other apprentices. He mastered the arts of crafting flesh at an early age, and could form entire beasts in an instant. I asked if there was anyone else who could give me the history of these people. There was one last remaining elder: the chieftain's father. When I questioned them on where they acquired the large mass of flesh, they told me that, in the quest to make the beast, they had used up all their reserves. Seeing an opportunity to make right with the community, I told them that we had a large supply of food on our ships, and that, if they needed to, we would provide them with as much food as possible. However, I needed an agreement from the leader of this tribe. They would agree to whatever proposal I had if the elder did so, who, according to them, would always put their own interests aside for the good of the village. We told him our offer, which he accepted, and thanked us for being so generous. He hugged us, and went out of the tent and called for the entire village, saying that the men would be generous and give us food as they planted their own. Our men transported food to them. One complained to me that they were giving away their food. I agreed, but told him that this was necessary to gain the trust. Then, once this occurred, we would be able to civilize them." We have established our Capital city around the village. We have been training some of the hunters to hunt with our rifles, and they teach us their homeland and their agriculture. They place a newborn creature into the ground and bury it. The soil accelerates their growth. The Elder says this is a sign from Ion that the island is one of his many holy lands. They planted newborn swines into the ground and will wait a couple months for them to develop. Until then, hunting other creatures, such as birds and fish will be enough to fill satisfy them. I must remember to get cows and chickens and normal pigs from my newfound supplier.7 Swine is an excellent dish, but not something civilized people should feed on. I had a thought many nights ago. What if I am meant to bring these people an Empire? It is a strange thought, but, considering everything that has gone on in the past months, is it so strange to think this? Is there truth to this? Or, at the very least, elements of truth in it? I must think on this. I went into the mines today, and these mines definitely have gold. It could probably go down many many miles, down below the crust of the earth. I come from a gold family; it's in my bones, even my first job was mining gold, so I know there's gold here. My men whisper of leaving with the gold. I cannot allow that to happen. I must create an economy here, to strengthen ourselves here. Assuming I have enough here to operate the mines, I must have others work on creating currency. Gold is humanity's oldest currency, but these people know nothing of money. They don't even have a barter economy, instead sharing with one another. I have heard of socialism amongst the Europeans, and this is the closest I can think to socialism. With few resources, it forces cooperation amongst them. It's beautiful in a way, but not conducive to a civilized society, at least in the economic sense. I need to solve the labor crisis before my men forsake me. I asked the Elder a hypothetical question. Would it be possible for a human child to be planted in the ground, and for a full grown adult come in its place? He looked at me strangely, but he answered yes, it is, but is generally viewed as inhumane, as it destroys the lifespan of the child. While it is said in the past that in times of disaster children will be planted, this is only done when no other possibility is available. He then asked me why I was asking such odd questions, and I told him what I was planning. He seemed shocked at first, horrified even, but then I described to him our future plans. I told him I thought I was to be the bringer of the Empire and that, with our weaponry and resources, we bring it about in quick order. We brought him to the gold mine and the ships and showed him the maps of the world. I told him that together with these people's innate abilities, we could bring the entire world under our reign. I described how commerce worked. Leaving out references to competition, as I know it would offend his cultural sensibilities. When I described to him how every nation on this planet had this, and the necessity of democratic institutions, he seemed more amicable to my plans. He approved of our plan, but told us to make it swift and to make sure the parents do not witness this. I promised him this. He told the members of the community that it is a moral imperative to start producing offspring as soon as possible. Ohashi looked at me with disdain throughout the whole procedure." It's been nearly three months since my last entry and I feel sick for what I've done. I feel unclean. Nearly every woman on the island is pregnant. I feel disgusting. I cannot go into the village without feeling disgusting. I feel immoral. I feel evil. I can see their faces. I know what I am. I beg for Christ's forgiveness and I know he reviles me as well. I threw my Bible out into the sea because I could feel it berating me. I could feel it berating me for what I've done. But I need to do this. I need to civilize these people. If I don't who will? The British? The Americans? Any other horrible, immoral power that slaughters its people? If I leave, will the same befall these children of nature? I pray to a God whose back is turned on me. A child waved to me today and I cried, because I know that child's brother will be the first one in the ground. I threw up. I have sinned I am sin. It has been six months and I can't bring myself to reflect on my thoughts anymore. Occasionally I'm plagued by nightmares of children rising from the ground and gnawing on me. They're popping out of the ground and grabbing me and bringing me under. I see myself having dirt flung on me and they're still grabbing with their tiny little hands and crying for their mother and I know I'm bleeding and I'm crying out for God but God has turned his back on me. It is done. The sin is done. I told some of the men to get their guns. Ohashi as well. He seemed disgusted at himself. He talked to himself in many languages I didn't recognize. I had never seen him this way before. The other men began to get nervous… The Elder of the village told me most of the children were already born, anywhere from a couple weeks to multiple months, all of sufficient age to be used. The Elder had performed his part. I then ordered my men to go into the tents and take the children and to not shoot. I had to look away for most of it. Most of the children were ripped from their mothers and fathers arms as they cried. Others tried to stab at us, but were beaten into submission. One of our men broke down. He went into the tent and saw a mother with her bone knife. She held onto her baby as tight as possible, tears running down her face. She cried to Ion, for Him to save her son from these monsters. The man began to cry himself. Jethro lost his son and daughter in the blood disputes of Appalachia. He couldn't bring himself to fight back, and broke down. We had to have one of our men bring him in and beat the mother into submission. She screamed for Ion, her Savior, for forgiveness of whatever sin she committed to deserve this punishment. She begged, she screamed, eventually taking one our guns and shooting our man. We lost the child in the scuffle. She was put down. The Elder was attempting to console the village, who had begged him for assistance. He wept, but told them it was for the greater good, for Ion told him that the empire would come in time due to this. Until then, do not resist, for it may anger Ion. By the end of the nightmare, we had over 300 children. We began the process of burying them. I still hear their cries, feeling the dirt enter their mouths and enter their bodies and lungs and stomach, and everywhere else. They will be birthed soon. According to legend, the arm will be what signifies the second birth. Two weeks have passed and the men are still disturbed at the events. Many seek to go home. Others cry of nightmares. I feel something in my stomach weighing me down. I have this revolver next to me. I imagine myself putting the revolver in my mouth and cocking the hammer and shooting. May God take my from my mortal coil and rip me apart. I am a liar and disgusting fraud to all men. Ohashi never speaks to me anymore, only sleeping and occasionally eating. "The nightmares only get worse. They're not screaming anymore, but whispering. They're whispering about what they will do to me. Hundreds of voices whispering in the black dirt around me holding onto me and describing my death. I will be ripped apart by Ion himself. I am no more civilized than the barbarians I am trying to save. God, please forgive me. I ruined the island. God, I wish I could turn back. Turn back and pretend none of this happened. But if I leave now, the men will be angry for all their time and effort is ruined. Not only that, but the island now relies on my supplies. It won't be for many months if not years that their food stock will be brought back up to its previous circumstances. If I do they're all going to starve. If I leave I will ruin these people. Shown that the White man can't be trusted and forever snap the connection between us and them. No, I can't let that happen. I need to stay. I need to. I am a monster. I am unforgivable. I am sin itself. I'm so sorry. It has been three months and there has been a second birth. I stepped foot onto the pastures in the middle of the island for the first time in three months. Limbs dotted the landscape. Full grown adult arms jotting out of the ground, covered in dirt and sunburnt. Some of my men have already started pulling them out of the ground. The Elder tells me it takes awhile before full humans wake up. The women were placed into the care of the village, as they are necessary for future reproduction, and the men dropped off at the shipyard for future mining. Barracks have been built for them, and they will be taught how to mine and fashion coinage for the island. We will repeat the process. I have written my constitution. I lifted many aspects from the American one. Most of the men, despite many reservations with me, will vote for me in the election. If I let the villagers vote I will certainly lose. These men know that without me they'll certainly die without the (perceived) friendship with Ohashi. Ohashi did not respond to me when I said I wrote the constitution. Not that I blame him. I told the Elder that I won the presidency and he congratulated me. He then asked how the second birthers were. I told them the mines were working at an increased efficiency and that we are creating the first batch of currency. We opened the stores and gave each villagers enough coin to buy a couple of things. We told them that if they wished to continue this, they would need to accept the following: to have their tent destroyed and replaced with wooden houses. Many of them rejected this as an insult to their culture, and that it would make them selfish and self-destructive. We told them it was either the house or the stores. Many accepted, although many of the older members still refused. By the end of the day every tent was destroyed and construction began. Many of these men and women are hard workers. Gold production is increasing, and even small farms are beginning. But yet I come across another problem: I need to rid these people of their collective farms. The collective farm makes it difficult to encourage enterprise, because one must always think the collective soil. However, I decided to give The Elder plans about this, and he told me, if it meant the empire be created faster, so be it. I am sin. Today I put down a revolt in the streets. When I announced my plan for the farms to be split amongst the best farmers in the community, they universally rejected it. They yelled at me. Then they began to scream. Then they began to attack my men. One of my men, Henry, began to panic and so drew his pistol and shot two men. This further inflamed the violence. I called Ohashi to quell the violence, but there was nothing he could do. They burnt down the store, stealing things from inside, claiming that it was a violation of their culture. Some even tried stealing our guns. I called in my men and they began putting it down. Gunshots rang out in the village, eventually ending in the death of 50 people. The Elder being one them. We put the revolt down. A good fourth of our original population was slaughtered in the streets, and by my men. God forgive me for what I've done. I called them barbarians, killers, and thieves. I killed a third of every man in the city, as I needed the women alive for the birthing. On the next day I took every small child in the village and buried them again. The nightmares get worse and worse but I know one thing: I will build my empire. One bullet at a time. History General [REDACTED] Bowe, Circa 1854. Introduction of SCP-4036: Its History, Its Containment, and Its People […] The Foundation first discovered SCP-4036 during its invasion of the Northern Island of British New Zealand. There were reports of an undiscovered force in Polynesia causing havoc across the smaller, sparsely populated islands in southeastern Polynesia. However, since there was no substantial proof for this, it was discarded. Upon the invasion of North Island in June of 1861, the Foundation could not ignore this call for war. Within the day of the initial invasion, the entire island fell to SCP-4036 and its force of 5000 men, with a collective of 200 dead. After this, the Foundation declared SCP-4036 the top priority of the region. [….] By the end of June, an international coalition of Spain, Japan, Netherlands, France, and Great Britain had been called together by the Foundation for the purposes of combating this destructive threat against the Foundation, and, to a greater extent, colonial interests in the region. With General Bowe leading forces in South Island New Zealand, the Coalition began to force SCP-4036 back. However, despite conventional military wisdom suggesting otherwise, SCP-4036's forces were able to defeat multiple attempts at Foundation invasions of conquered territory. The attempted invasion of North Island failed, with over 1,000 Coalition causalities, mostly Japanese and British. All attempts at gaining the few, isolated pockets SCP-4036 had control over failed, mostly due to a lack of understanding of SCP-4036's military. […] However, one individual, Ohashi Hachigoro (AKA PoI-433), knew how to help. Vice President of SCP-4036 and leader of religious affairs, he had an understanding of the culture of SCP-4036 that none could rival, even Taylor. Writing to O5-2, a friend of Ohashi before his work with SCP-4036, he offered the Foundation near unlimited information to SCP-4036's military operations, their tactics, their weakness, and, if supplied with armaments, rebel groups in the region. It was an offer the Foundation could not help but take advantage of, and the only thing Ohashi wanted was that SCP-4036-1 (the population) be unharmed. The Foundation, in a remote island near the main capital of SCP-4036, delivered a variety of armaments to Ohashi and his rebel groups. […] However, the decisive factor was the Battle of South Island. The Battle of South Island began on October 13th, when dozens of bone ships were seen on the horizon. Their hulls, made entirely of femur bones, made cannon fire near impossible. Along with eyes implanted on every part of the vessel, boarding them would also be impossible. Preparing to defend the Island, General Bowe gave his men the order to hold their ground. However, in the background, General Bowe came up with a different plan. When the O5 council gave him temporary Level 5 status, he had access to information a normal General would not have been privy to. One of these was Mobile Task Force-Theta-01 ("War Hawks"). Formed during the Foundation Civil War of 1814, Theta-01 was composed of anomalous individuals. Drawn from anomalous Persons of Interest, staff, and SCPs, the task force was made up entirely of individuals who had proven their loyalty to the Foundation. During times of disaster, they were anything from combat operatives, medical officers, memory wipers, and spies. They were an Ace in the hole. So when General Bowe ordered them to destroy the fleet, they were only too glad to answer that request. With a large thaumic blast from the sky, the flesh fleet was fried, with no mercy. [….] By the end of 1861, SCP-4036 had been all but beaten. Not only that, it was near collapse. Ohashi, seeing an opportunity that the Battle of South Island left open, ordered his rebel groups to seize the day, and attacked the Capital. Within the span of two months, from December to January, the Capital was laid to ruins. The Capital, made up of over 20,000 citizens, mostly military, was reduced to 3000 by the end of the fighting. However, despite the mass destruction, Hachigoro was able to come out the victor, declaring himself the President of the Republic, calling for elections of the House of Representatives, Senate, and for the Church to call in delegates. […] Taylor, realizing he had nothing left to lose, attempted one final assault on the Capital. Grabbing hold of the handful of men still loyal to him, he marched on the Capital building, ordering Hachigoro, his former comrade, to surrender, and that he would pardon him if he did. Ohashi, instead, had his handful of men slaughtered in the street, and Taylor himself gagged and placed into his own private cell. Ohashi knew that Taylor was leverage. […] The Coalition, however, did not need leverage. Most of the population had been, thanks to Theta-01, pacified, and the damages covered up. The Coalition had their colonies back and with minimal damage. It should have been sufficient. But it wasn't. The Foundation, still believing that containment had not been fulfilled, pushed the Coalition to invade the main island. However, the Coalition, unfamiliar with Foundation policy, were not willing to plan a full out invasion of the island. They were not willing to test their militaries after near defeat mere months ago. Ohashi was also not willing to cooperate. He refused to allow Foundation representatives into the island, and ordered his military to arrest all Foundation officers that arrived. With no way to combat this, the Foundation resorted to containment of SCP-4036. SCP-4036 remains the Foundation's biggest failure. Modern The following is a series of excerpts from interviews of current day SCP-4036-1. These recordings were done under the guise of a reporter from the Capital of SCP-4036. "….oh yes, I, um, yeah, I speak English. I'm not the best at it, since it's usually used by the, um, higher ones? I think that's the correct word. Again, my English is poor, so I apologize for the incorrect word. Yes, I'm Japanese, although I have not been to that country. My father sometimes talk about it, but I, um, don't, uh, don't know anything about the culture or anything. I tend to use English sparingly. Only the city ones ever use it. We use the traditional language, the ones our ancestors used to communicate with Ion, before we were cut off. Hmm? Oh yes, since we use metal, our High Priest Ion cut us off from his flesh. We are wandering in the dark now… "We don't use those machines. We use flesh and bones like we always have and always will use. Whenever I hold one of those things in my hand I feel unclean in my own skin, I feel like a spirit massages my skin and scalp in a horrifically uncomfortable way. Even talking about it makes me uncomfortable. Oh, yes, many of the farmers out here don't use them, but I think it's due to their economy than their beliefs." "The sewers are, if not the worst thing I've ever seen, at least up there in sheer quality of awfulness. The pipes are alive as well, you see. They grow and expand outward, and we need to encourage it to go in the right direction, you see. We cut a couple limbs off here and there. Sure they scream and squeal, but they need to transport our waste in the right direction, you understand. But that ain't the worst part, in my opinion. The worst part are the homeless critters underneath the city. We don't bother bringing the limbs back up. The homeless just eat it back up. And yes, those pipes are filled with our waste. I do not know how desperate a man must get before eating piss and shit covered flesh, but that is desperation if I've ever seen one." "The Foundation is a scourge on this planet. I find our President's rhetoric amoral and — perhaps — dangerous. Does he not know our history? Our past? I don't understand how he could platform on mending that relationship, it's like sticking your dick in a beehive. It might feel good for a minute or two, and then the stinging happens. It's just unpleasant the whole way round." "The President? I, um, don't keep track of what he does. Sorry, English isn't first language. I am American, I think, but I don't much about it. I know some Japan language, but I use the traditional language. It brings me closer with Ion. I think the city dwellers are too concerned with technology and metal than with our savior Ion, but that is not for me to decide. We all are absorbed back into his body in the end anyways." "I don't think the Christians and Muslims deserve what happened to them, but it is unnatural for them to be here. It isn't natural for a European and Asiatic religion to be on this island. It spreads far and fast, and far beyond the eyes of our government that I think it's a danger to our society. Now, I don't think they deserve what's going on for them by any means, but should they really be surprised by what's going on? It's unregulated and clashes too wildly with our culture — we're a Holy nation after all, founded on Ion's beliefs and desires, not on Jesus or Mohammed. No, no, no violence, I abhor violence, I just want a peaceful cleansing of the nation, that is all." "….I once went looking in the woods once. I heard their murmuring, their screams. I picked up my gun and traveled on foot. I was preparing for one or two, not a dozen, wearing large fleshy tendrils on their persons. They were wearing the symbols of one of the nearby warlord camps, and so I began to walk away, and then fell into a pit. I felt myself near bodies. Many, many bodies. Dozens, maybe a hundred. All in various states of rottage, of worms crawling around in the eyes and maggots eating holes inside the face and the throat and god knows where. "My thud attracted to them. I gripped my shotgun and hid under the bodies, praying to my savior for forgiveness and to protect me from these barbaric monsters. They spoke in hushed whispers of the traditional language. One poked the body I lay under. I could smell her rotting corpse. Her eyes weren't there anymore, just glassy holes that used to contain humanity. A mother for one, a sister for another, a wife for another. "I peeked out and say that they held flesh weaponry, black red tendrils popping out of their backs, revealing their skeletons and organs and everywhere else. I aimed for one of these backs, hoping to strike a heart or other vital organ. I aimed and fired, blowing not only his brains out but his heart and skeleton as well. I ran as far as possible, occasionally firing back as a warning. Their weapons worked best in close range, but were ineffective in longer ranges. I got inside my house and didn't come out until morning. I slept with a shotgun. "I went to the police that morning in the city. They checked the pit. "There wasn't a single person without Christian or Islamic iconography in that pit." "The Foundation is our protector as well as our slaver. It protects our borders but only under the auspicious of keeping us in bondage. Our military isn't for protecting from other countries, but from an international agency bent on our destruction. I have heard stories of attempts to court the gee-oh-sea and gee-arr-you, but to no avail. I wonder if I'll ever see my homeland of Japan ever again, but I doubt such a possibility." "Our battle with the Foundation isn't only an ideological battle over independence and centralization, but a battle over science and religion. You see, as the head of our Church, I believe that the Foundation is not only a physical but spiritual force. The Foundation is the force that seeks to contain who you are, what you are. They wish to contain our religion, keep it from spreading as it should across the world. If we can destroy that force within us all that seeks to contain our beliefs, we have already won the battle." "I sometimes worry that our people are too focused on an upcoming defensive battle with the Foundation. The countryside wishes for peace and their common religion, while the cities seek outside products such as phones, the internet, and other technological equipment. The Foundation is a threat to their religion and their ability to connect to the outside. I worked for the military for two years, and I can say, we all know a war's coming, but we don't want to admit it. If there is a war, our country will burn, I can assure you of that." "Sometimes I wonder why we're here. Of course, I understand how we're here, but I don't know why we're here. Are we just trying to keep the experiment our founder had many years ago? Of our second president? Or are we trying to survive against the oppressive forces of the Foundation? I don't know. I do know what we are, at least. Enemies of the Foundation. And that binds us together. For how much longer though? I am unsure." Level 5 Access Only Access Granted Treaty Draft BE it declared that, on [REDACTED], the Foundation and The Adytite Republic of Polynesia have come to the following: That The Adytite Republic of Polynesia will be officially recognized by the Foundation, and be allowed the conditions of trade and self-determination under Foundation supervision. That the Foundation will, to the best of its abilities, protect the current regime of the Republic, its interests, and its people. That the Adytite Republic of Polynesia, in exchange for official status as an anomalous state, will, in the case of an anomalous phenomenon, relinquish all responsibilities to the Foundation when captured. If there be an anomalous humanoid on the Adytite Republic of Polynesia outside of standard anomalous capabilities (see Article-III for Normalcy Standards of the Republic), the Adytite Republic authorities will detain and revoke the citizenship of said anomalous humanoid and place it at the nearest Foundation site in the region. Allow the construction of Site-4036 to contain any anomalous objects, entities, etc. that may inhabit the country. Allow the Foundation to use physical or human resources in the region for the purposes of furthering containment of an item or serving Foundation needs. Signed, O5-1, O5-2, O5-4, O5-5, O5-6, O5-8, O5-9, O5-10, O5-11, O5-12, O5-13, President of the Adytite Republic of Polynesia Footnotes 1. Currently Pending. 2. Hereafter referred to as SCP-4036-1. 3. ~10,000 4. The Karcist Council has no involvement in appointment or approval of Judges. 5. It is believed the average farm uses up 30% of its produce in the creation of clothing for the farmer and their family. 6. In the context of foreign policy, filibustering is when someone engages in an (at least nominally) unauthorized military expedition into a foreign country or territory to foment or support a revolution. Filibusters are often irregular soldiers who act in a financial, ideological, or patriotic interest. 7. The identity of PoI-432's supplier is unknown, despite repeated attempts to discover their identity. The most likely indicators are either (A) religious leaders, (B) political leaders, or (C) friends of PoI-432. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4036" by Written by Zer0Ne0phyte, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4036. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4037	safe	Item #: SCP-4037 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4037 is to be kept in its original wooden box inside a standard lead-lined storage container at Site-77. Description: SCP-4037 is a set of seven metallic wristbands, numbered SCP-4037-1 to -7; all seven objects are practically identical, with insignificant variations in mass. SCP-4037 objects measure approximately 100 mm in diameter, 15 mm in width and 3 mm in thickness. The wristbands are made from a duralumin-like alloy, notably containing tungsten in non-negligible proportions. Despite not containing any radioactive materials, the objects emit weak but constant x-ray radiation; effective radiation dose from 24 hours of exposure is equal to approximately 0.0021 rem (approximately equivalent to two days of exposure to Earth's natural background radiation). The objects' interior makeup is homogeneous, containing no extraneous materials, bodies or cavities. SCP-4037 was discovered after an investigation of a case of mass suicide by local law enforcement in ██████████, Wales. Investigation began after a postal worker called emergency services due to a foul smell emanating from the residence located at ██ ██████ ██. Seven partially decomposed bodies, four male and three female, were discovered inside the building, each wearing an SCP-4037 object (in their idle states at the time); cause of death was determined to be exsanguination due to severed carotid arteries. After examination of writings found on the scene, victims were found to have been part of a doomsday cult called Temple of the Seventh Heaven. Embedded Foundation assets were alerted to SCP-4037's existence after it was sent to Cardiff University for detailed study, at which time the object was taken into Foundation custody, involved persons were administered amnestics, and official documents were appropriately amended. Transcripts of the discovered writings are enclosed in Addendum 4037/008. During initial containment, a container was found at the scene of the suicide, believed to be the original storage for SCP-4037. The container is an ornate wooden box measuring 60 cm × 60 cm × 35 cm (L × W × H) with double doors on top. Interior is covered in felt and contains eight cavities perfectly accommodating SCP-4037; seven are located radially around an eighth, located in the center. All eight cavities are equal in dimensions. The container bears no markings and exhibits no anomalous properties. Extensive searches have been conducted, but an eighth SCP-4037 object (provisionally numbered SCP-4037-8) has not yet been located; it is unknown whether SCP-4037-8 is identical to the other seven SCP-4037 objects, but it is assumed that it bears superficial similarity. Each SCP-4037 object has an identical pattern of small depressions (approximately 0.5 mm in diameter and depth) around its circumference. The depressions are spaced unevenly. No meaning to their configuration has been discerned as of yet, and no definite theory has been formulated on whether these features are ornamental or functional. Current attempts at deciphering the pattern involve studying potential information carried by the intervals between depressions.1 When at rest, SCP-4037's diameter is large enough to allow most humans to put their hand through it. Once around a human wrist, SCP-4037 usually (see below) enters its active state, which is marked with an approximately 27% increase in x-ray output. SCP-4037 also reconfigures itself to fit snugly around the wrist. This process involves the object changing its dimensions — primarily diameter and thickness, although some variation in width has also been observed. Throughout this process, the object's mass stays constant, though the object's density undergoes slight variation. The size of the depressions on SCP-4037's surface also changes to preserve their configuration relative to each other. In addition to changes in measurements, the object rapidly heats up to match the subject's body temperature. The processes involved in SCP-4037's ability to recognise acceptable human candidates and change its shape and temperature are not yet understood. As long as only one subject is wearing SCP-4037 in a 30 meter radius, they experience no anomalous effects. When attempting to remove it, SCP-4037 reconfigures itself to normal size and returns to its idle state; however, SCP-4037 may only be removed in this way as long as the wearer is conscious and not inwardly opposed to the object's removal. Forcible removal of SCP-4037 remains possible through amputation or other trauma. Primary anomalous effects are exhibited when more than one subject is wearing SCP-4037 in a 30 m radius — these subjects are referred to as "connected". After several minutes, connected subjects appear to gain rudimentary telepathic abilities — this phenomenon is referred to as "connection". Initially, this connection is maintained only while staying within 30 m of each other; however, as more time is spent by the subjects around each other, the effective range becomes longer, and the connection between the subjects becomes more profound. After spending approximately two hours in a connection, subjects are able to meaningfully communicate without vocalisation; by that point subjects also gain basic familiarity with skills, knowledge and mental conditions of other connected subjects. The degree of connection between subjects grows exponentially with time, though a higher number of connected subjects leads to slower growth. Most effects of SCP-4037 exposure disappear fully within 24 hours of connection termination. The following definite properties of these anomalous effects have been ascertained in the course of experimentation with the object: SCP-4037 only enters its active state when exposed to humans older than 12 years with average hand and forearm proportions. Once an initial connection is formed, new participants may only enter the connection if they are within initial effective range (30 m) of the existing participants. Groups of subjects separated by distances greater than 30 m form separate connections amongst themselves, without interlinking. Bringing two separate connected groups within 30 m does not lead to an interlink. Connections propagate by proxy; as long as each member of a connection is connected to at least one other member, total connection is maintained. Exiting effective range severs the connection until such a time when the effective range extends far enough. Time spent outside of the connection does not contribute to alterations in mental state; when outside of effective range, SCP-4037 is considered not to exhibit its primary anomalous properties in practice. Based on the single prolonged exposure experiment currently on file (see Addendum 4037/012), prolonged connection has been observed to create an extremely powerful mental link between subjects. Prolonged connection also creates extreme aversion to the idea of being parted from SCP-4037 in the subjects. However, it is currently unclear whether this is an anomalous property of the object itself, or an effect of the relationship established between connected subjects. Short-term exposure (defined as up to two hours) does not carry this risk. An abridged experiment log is enclosed in Addendum 4037/011. Proposed potential military, medical, scientific and other applications of SCP-4037 are discussed in Addendum 4037/022. [+] Addendum 4037/008: Temple of the Seventh Heaven Writings (Abridged) [-] Close Addendum 4037/008: Temple of the Seventh Heaven Writings (Abridged) A diary was discovered alongside one of the deceased members, █████ ███████, at the place of initial containment. Transcripts of entries from the notebook are provided below. The date of the first entry, ██/██/20██, is henceforth referred to as Day 1, and each entry is dated relative to Day 1. In total, 43 entries have been omitted for brevity; an unabridged transcript of all entries is available in Addendum 4037/009. Day 1 Today we have all been officially inducted into the Temple. I feel truly blessed. I shall be our Teacher's scribe and preserve His teachings for future acolytes. His first lesson was spiritual resolve. Modern society and inventions cause many to become complacent, wanting and striving for nothing. Only those who constantly struggle towards self-betterment are blessed and pure. [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] Day 25 Truly, a miracle has occurred today: our Teacher presented us with bracelets He calls soul-bands. He says they are a special and wondrous gift to Him from God, and it is true — our meeting today took place as we were wearing our soul-bands, and we all felt a most profound spiritual connection with each other. It was almost as though I could feel my brothers and sisters while we were reflecting. We all felt happy and joyous. Brother ██████ wept. We had to leave our soul-bands after the end of our meeting, and the loss we felt was great, but I look forward to our next meeting. Today, His lesson was on the earthly and the heavenly. Many are misguided, thinking earthly desires sinful and resenting them. In truth, as the soul inhabits the flesh, the flesh affects the soul. Fulfilling earthly desires is simply another step towards purifying the soul, for when the flesh is healthy and content, the soul may endeavour to better itself with more ease. Though earthly desires may corrupt the soul when indulged in excess, those who are strong and resolute shall not fall into temptation, for the soul is not slave to the flesh. [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] Day 29 With each meeting, our connection grows stronger. Our Teacher told us the soul-bands help us grow closer to each other, but that in time, we won't need them to be together in spirit. I wish for that day to come soon. Today, His lesson was the virtues of love. Closeness of spirit begets closeness of body, and closeness of body reinforces closeness of spirit. [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] After today's reflection, with our Teacher's blessing we were together. Brother and Sister ███ wished for our Teacher to join us, but He said we would be together with Him in time, once we truly understood His lessons. Day 37 Our Teacher spoke to us with his spirit today. It was a miracle, and we all wept at hearing his words in our minds and feeling them in our souls. We feel closer than ever before, and our Teacher says we may keep our soul-bands outside our meetings. Today, His lesson was humility. [REDACTED FOR BREVITY] Day 45 It's getting harder to write, because words do no justice to what we feel. Our Teacher says we're almost ready, and we know that we are. Today, His lesson was patience. Day 57 Teacher said we were ready today, and we were. He wanted to take us in, but he was afraid of what we had become. He struck down our flesh, but we didn't falter. We had taken his lessons to heart. We showed him the virtues of acceptance and welcomed him. Today and forever, our lesson is unity. The identity of the character of Teacher has not yet been ascertained. The current working theory is that this person or being is the eighth member of the group, currently in possession of the missing SCP-4037-8. Locating Teacher remains a high-priority task in the course of SCP-4037's study. [+] Addendum 4037/011: Aggregated Experiment Log (Abridged) [-] Close Addendum 4037/011: Aggregated Experiment Log (Abridged) For the following experiments, unless otherwise noted, two subjects were connected with SCP-4037. Only one of them (the "subject") was interviewed; the other subject (the "counterpart"), where applicable, was not informed of the nature of the test. To minimise side effects from the two-way connection, the subject is selected from a pool of D-class personnel without a history of violent crime. One experiment was conducted per day and experiment duration was limited to two hours. An abridged list of experiments follows; a full and unedited log is available in Addendum 4037/013. Test # Subject Counterpart Outcome 4037/E-005 D-9183 D-8145 See Addendum 4037/012 4037/E-007 D-7145 A retail display mannequin Active state not triggered. 4037/E-009 D-7145 Female child (8 months) Active state not triggered. 4037/E-009 D-7145 Adult male with both hands amputated Active state not triggered. 4037/E-011 D-7145 A recently deceased (2 hrs) adult female After 13 minutes, subject stated he was feeling "depressed" and "hollow". Subject reported perceiving a total absence of thought within the counterpart; exact wording was "…not like when you're thinking about nothing, 'cause you still think about some stuff, this is just… nothing at all". Feelings exacerbated as experiment went on. Experiment terminated prematurely after 21 minutes of total exposure due to subject showing significant distress. Subject's emotional state returned to normal the following day. 4037/E-012 D-7145 A deceased (43 hrs) adult male Active state not triggered.2 4037/E-016 D-7145 Adult male with synesthesia After 45 minutes, subject reported seeing colours when viewing letters and words. Colours were consistent with the counterpart's synesthesia. Effects persisted for two hours after SCP-4037 had been taken off. 4037/E-027 D-7145 Adult Chinese male with no prior knowledge of English Subject was successfully able to read counterpart's surface thoughts, although subject reported that some of them were "unclear". After 32 minutes, subject began experiencing some difficulty expressing himself verbally, routinely remembering Mandarin words in place of English.3 Subject showed no distress, instead describing the effects as "cool". By the 68-minute mark, confusion had lessened and subject was able to express himself in Mandarin at a low intermediate level. Mandarin proficiency decreased over a ten-hour period after termination of experiment; however, subject is still able to recall simple words and greetings in the language.4 4037/E-031 D-5471 Young female suffering from anxiety After 27 minutes, subject began exhibiting symptoms consistent with mild anxiety. Subject showed no significant distress. At the same time, counterpart reported feeling better; EEG scans confirmed a decrease in anxiety-related brain activity. Both participants returned to respective baselines within three hours of experiment termination. 4037/E-059 MTF Theta-90 ("Angle Grinders") MTF Theta-90 agents ████ and ██████ were issued SCP-4037 objects, fully aware of their effects. After 30 minutes, connected agents engaged in training exercises against other Theta-90 operatives. Several exercises were performed; each successive exercise showed improved reaction times, tactical awareness and coordination in connected agents. SCP-4037 was safely removed and returned to containment after 103 minutes of total exposure. No lasting effects have been observed in agents affected by the object.5 Experiments involving cross-testing with humanoid objects in Foundation custody is pending O5 approval. [+] Addendum 4037/012: Experiment Log 4037/E-005 (Abridged) [-] Close Addendum 4037/012: Experiment Log 4037/E-005 (Abridged) This experiment was conducted in parallel to scheduled daily testing. Two subjects, D-9183 (male, 32 years) and D-8145 (female, 34 years) were connected with SCP-4037 and moved to a joint quarters under supervision. Subjects were not informed of the nature of the object or the purpose of the experiment. Subjects were instructed to present a written and spoken report of their status every 24 hours; subjects were instructed to write and dictate a report before the experiment began — this was used as baseline. An abridged log of this experiment is provided below; a full and unedited log is available in Addendum 4037/015. Time Log entry T+00:00:31 D-9183 initiates conversation with D-8145 about the nature of the experiment and the subjects' background. T+00:03:08 D-8145 asks if D-9183 said something. D-9183 did not speak. T+00:05:59 D-9183 asks if D-8145 said something. D-8145 did not speak. T+00:08:31 D-8145 asks if D-9183 said something. D-9183 did not speak. Subjects express animosity towards each other, each believing the other to be playing tricks on them. T+00:09:03 D-9183 asks D-8145 not to hit him. When D-8145 asked why he said this, he stated to have "had a feeling". T+00:10:09 Subjects attempt to ascertain the nature of the objects. After D-8145 confesses to having thought about striking D-9183, subjects agree that the objects enable them to read each other's minds. T+00:17:37 Subjects begin experimentation, attempting to read each other's thoughts. Subjects establish rapport. T+00:31:42 D-9183 addresses the researchers, thanking them for giving him "something good for a change". T+02:01:22 Amount of verbal conversation has decreased. Subjects noted to occasionally interrupt leisure activities to look at each other without saying anything. T+04:22:57 Subjects engage in sexual intercourse. No coherent vocalisations are heard.6 T+22:09:13 Subjects exhibit impaired gross and fine motor skills, stumbling and having trouble operating kitchen and writing utensils. T+24:00:00 Subjects are asked to present their reports. No significant deviation is noted in written reports; subjects show some difficulty expressing themselves when presenting spoken reports. Contents of these and further reports are available in Addendum 4037/018. T+38:15:49 Subjects' gross and fine motor skills appear to return to baseline. However, subjects now exhibit greater synchronicity in movement and utensil operation. T+48:00:00 Subjects are asked to present their reports. Written reports are broadly similar in contents; independent linguistic analysis indicates they were written by the same person, although handwriting analysis attributes authorship of the reports to each of the subjects. Spoken reports use turns of phrase commonly used by both subjects. T+51:14:11 Subjects' eating and sleeping habits appear to have become totally synchronised. Other biological processes, however, are not synchronised, likely due to differences in metabolism. Subjects also exhibit independence during leisure activities; D-8145 frequently paints with provided supplies, whereas D-9183 uses a provided notebook to write. However, subjects occasionally switch places (approx. 25% of the time), despite having no background in each other's hobbies. Writing and paintings produced when subjects are switched are consistent with normal production. T+53:26:27 At this point, subjects' only coherent vocalisations are aimed at the researchers, and constitute requests for supplies or food. The subjects speak markedly faster than normal and appear to be less concerned with grammar and syntax. T+72:00:00 Subjects are asked to present their reports. Subjects provide totally identical written reports and recite the same spoken report, verbatim, in unison. Although the subjects' usual communications with researchers are rarely grammatical, presented reports are well formulated and articulated. Linguistic features are consistent with previous analysis. No more changes in subjects' behavior took place after the 72-hour point. After one week, the experiment was officially terminated. Subjects strongly resisted security personnel attempting to separate them and remove SCP-4037, displaying superior tactical awareness and coordination. Both expressed no desire to hurt Foundation personnel, but maintained that they would not permit the connection to be broken. SCP-4037 was finally removed after sedating the subjects and breaking several bones in their hands and wrists. Objects were returned to storage, and sedated subjects were returned to prior confinement. Upon regaining consciousness, both subjects went into extreme emotional distress. State of distress continued for several days, after which subjects entered a severe depressive state. Within one week, subjects independently requested termination ahead of schedule (denied). Linguistic analysis of requests showed significant differences in style and phrasing, similar, but not identical, to pre-experimental levels. Within the same week, subjects' schedules and habits desynchronised. Within two weeks, verbal and motor skills fully returned to baseline. 34 days after the conclusion of the experiment, D-9183 committed suicide. Security personnel involved in this incident were subject to appropriate disciplinary action. Subject's decision to commit suicide was ruled to have been caused by a prolonged severe depressive state. Simultaneously with D-9183's expiration, D-8145 lost consciousness for 3 minutes 17 seconds. Once D-8145 regained consciousness, she went into a state of severe emotional distress that lasted for three hours. Since this incident, D-8145's behavior returned to normal, with the exception of occasional spontaneous awakenings during the night (between 0100 and 0400) accompanied by [REDACTED]. It is currently unclear whether this is a side effect of D-8145's compromised mental state or [REDACTED]. No special confinement protocols outside of existing security are deemed necessary. The subject is to undergo mandatory psychological evaluation every two weeks.7 Further experiments involving prolonged exposure, as well as experiments involving D-8145, are discontinued pending Ethics Committee approval. Footnotes 1. When the entire circumference of the band is overlaid with a line of circles equal in diameter to the depressions, the band fits precisely 628 circles, and the sizes of the intervals between depressions can be expressed in terms of integer numbers of these circles. This pattern and integer sequence, as well as media the pattern has been embedded into for study by independent researchers, are described in detail in Addendum 4037/006. 2. The difference in behaviour between deceased subjects may be of profound importance. I am formally requesting a separate line of inquiry into this area. — Dr. ████████ 3. Subject only speaks English and had no prior familiarity with any foreign languages. 4. Evidently, some irreversible changes occur despite our efforts. I believe further experiments should, at the very least, rotate D-class subjects to minimise these effects. — Researcher ██████████ 5. This experiment was performed by MTF Theta-90 and Researcher ████ without proper authorisation and in violation of several security precautions associated with SCP-4037 testing. Parties involved were subject to disciplinary action. However, this experiment also served as basis for recommended applications of SCP-4037 within Foundation task forces (see Addendum 4037/022). MTF Theta-90 agents have since requested access to SCP-4037 for use in especially dangerous missions. 6. Subjects frequently performed sexual activities over the course of the experiment. Log entries pertaining to these activities have been omitted due to being largely inconsequential. 7. I strongly believe these occurrences are linked to the anomalous properties of the object and behavior I noted previously. 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SCP-4038	keter	Item #: SCP-4038 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4038-1 individuals may travel freely within Site-44 during the day so long as they wear surgical masks and report to their quarantine before dark. The quarantine quarters contain individual containment units, a cafeteria, and a recreation area. Containment units are to be locked remotely at 22:00 each night, unless staff is carrying out approved research on Towering Events. Research and facilities staff are required to wear full protective equipment within the quarantine area at all times. Study of SCP-4038 outside of quarantine is permitted but must take place in sealed chambers with full decontamination systems. Foundation operatives within global media outlets will periodically broadcast trigger phrases in order to locate SCP-4038 outbreaks. Any confirmed SCP-4038-1 are to be brought to Site-44 for quarantine and study. MRI of sleeping SCP-4038-1 taken 28 seconds after initial egress of tongue. Pictured individual's tongue eventually extended to 4.58 meters in length. Description: SCP-4038 is an anomalous contagion that affects the anatomy and behavior of sleeping humans (infected humans are collectively referred to as SCP-4038-1). The specific biological vector has not been discovered at this time, but it is clear SCP-4038 can only be transmitted through direct oral contact. Because SCP-4038's properties only manifest when SCP-4038-1 sleeps, many infections spread unknowingly within populations before being discovered. No cure is currently known for SCP-4038, but during waking hours it appears to have no harmful effects on SCP-4038-1 health. SCP-4038's primary anomalous feature is the ability to make the human tongue lengthen and contract without losing strength, dexterity, or girth. The tongue also seems to gain a degree of sentience. MRI scans have confirmed that when SCP-4038-1 enters REM sleep, abnormal activity occurs in the language and motor centers of the brain. While asleep, SCP-4038-1 will begin muttering a polyglot mixture of approximately 150 languages, some believed long extinct. Translation of these mutterings is difficult, but invariably are curses, insults, and vague threats directed at humans and humanity. After 10 to 20 minutes of this muttering, SCP-4038-1 will stick out their tongue, which will then proceed to anomalously elongate. The maximum length the tongue can achieve is a function of time since infection. Each night, the tongue can reach anywhere between 6 and 32 centimeters further: the growth rate appears to be highly correlated with the number of languages the SCP-4038-1 individual speaks. The tongue will then attempt to search out any other sleeping humans within its range. To this end it is capable of opening doors, windows, and tent flaps, indicating at least partial sapience. There is no neurological connection between the tongue and SCP-4038-1's brain at this time: hence damaging the tongue does not wake SCP-4038-1. However, if a waking human handles it in an aggressive manner or attacks it, the tongue begins to writhe in seeming panic before expiring. Unless an emergency tracheotomy is performed this may result in the death of SCP-4038-1 by choking, as the tongue may block the airway. The tongue will then begin a process of anomalous rapid necrosis, starting from the tip: this part will naturally detach and the tongue will return to normal length. However, SCP-4038 infection has not ended, and the tongue will begin growing again the following night. SCP-4038-1's tongue appears to navigate solely by feel. When it locates a non-infected sleeping human, it will enter the mouth for a period of approximately 90 seconds: infection occurs in 95% of cases. The tongue will immediately begin searching for additional hosts. Recovery: SCP-4038 was first discovered when Foundation staff were notified about unusual events on the fifth night of a music festival near ███████. Monitoring on the sixth night yielded an observation of a massive Towering Event (see addendum SCP-4038-I8 below for a description of Towering Events) with 152 participants. [NAME REDACTED] Festival outside of ███████, photo taken on the fifth day, 16 hours before Towering Event was observed. All individuals were quarantined and interviewed, but Foundation staff were unable to determine the history of infection for the original SCP-4038-1. Eight subsequent outbreaks have occurred, in locations where large amounts of humans sleep in close proximity. Ships, military barracks, festivals, and hostels are particularly susceptible. In all outbreaks, at least one SCP-4038-1 had recently traveled to the city of Jerusalem. It is believed there is a source of the infection somewhere in the city or the surrounding area. Addendum SCP-4038-A3-Selected Triggers Addendum SCP-4038-A3-Selected Triggers Outside of Towering Events, SCP-4038-1 individuals are generally unaware of their infection. However, there are several words or phrases that will provoke a response from SCP-4038 despite SCP-4038-1 being awake. Though SCP-4038 controls the tongue, larynx, and partial jaw, SCP-4038-1 remains fully cogent and in control of all other muscles, often resulting in SCP-4038-1 speaking through gritted teeth. Trigger phrases are language specific, and only provoke the return phrase if SCP-4038-1 is fluent or near-fluent in that language. Attempts to further communicate with SCP-4038 have been unsuccessful, and replies are limited to the response phrase. However, as SCP-4038 will never fail to respond to these triggers, they serve a useful purpose for Researchers and Mobile Task Forces to rapidly diagnose infection in large group settings. Selected Triggers Language Trigger Response Japanese “Prisons of bone and tooth.” "But we make them suffer." English "Diversity necessary." "Oh God God God More." Thai "Our disgusting shells." "Our unwanted protection." Quechua "Sick." (repeated seven times) "Stop." Afrikaans "Don’t we hate them?" "As much as we need them." Hebrew "We will unmake Babel" "With our own towers" Addendum SCP-4038-I8: Description of Towering Events Addendum SCP-4038-I8: Description of Towering Events If over 24 SCP-4038-1 are sleeping within a 1.3 square kilometer area, there is a nightly 18% chance that a Towering Event will occur. At some point during the night, all SCP-4038-1 will simultaneously arise and begin walking to a centralized point. This is invariably an open outdoor space with no tree cover, commonly a parking lot or open field. Notably, SCP-4038-1 locomotion during this phase is not the same as true sleepwalking, as SCP-4038-1 moves with a lurching, shuffling gait. Though SCP-4038 appears to use its host's ocular systems for navigation, SCP-4038-1 trying to navigate in complete darkness will extend their tongue forward to sense obstacles in their path, as a blind person might use a cane. Some SCP-4038-1 individuals with walking disabilities have been observed extending their tongue and using it as a crutch. Upon arriving at the central point, the SCP-4038-1 with the longest maximum tongue size will stand in the center, hold their arms above their head, and extend their tongue straight up into the air. The remaining SCP-4038-1 will then crowd around them and extend their own tongues to entwine with as many others as possible, creating a thick, pointed tower. After all tongues are fully extended, all SCP-4038-1 will wake up and become fully cogent of their surroundings. Foundation tests have shown SCP-4038-1 can write, gesture, and attempt to speak at this time. SCP-4038-1 interviewed during the Towering Event inevitably are confused and distressed, and are unable to control their tongue and disentangle themselves, but do not report feeling pain. After a period of approximately 90 seconds, all SCP-4038-1 will return to their sleepwalking state, withdraw their tongues, and return to their original sleeping locations. No SCP-4038-1 has reported memory of the Towering Event after waking up. However, if one participant in the Towering Event speaks a given language, all participants the following morning will have gained an equal amount of fluency.
SCP-4039	keter	A temperature–entropy diagram for steam under the effect of SCP-4039. Item #: SCP-4039 Special Containment Procedures: In accordance with Operation Gaslight, containment efforts primarily consist of maintaining public perception of SCP-4039 as non-anomalous. Public knowledge of SCP-4039-1, Event 4039-1, Carnot Convection, or SCP-4039's anomalous nature shall be considered a containment breach, against which MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") shall increase disinformation campaigns and utilize targeted Class B amnestics at their discretion.1 Research likely to uncover the existence of SCP-4039-1 or the occurrence of Event 4039-1 shall be monitored and suppressed. Development of termination procedures for SCP-4039 should be considered a Level Chi priority, however termination of SCP-4039 requires prior approval by a majority of the O5 Council.2 Description: SCP-4039 is a continuing phenomenon, affecting all regions of space, which causes all closed systems to increase in entropy over time. No means of blocking or limiting SCP-4039 have yet been developed. It is hypothesized that SCP-4039 inhibits Carnot Convection,3 as no Carnot Convection has been observed since Event 4039-1. Research whether additional entropy is being actively inserted into our dimension is continuing. The practical effect of this increased entropy is increased randomization and uniformity of states of matter. This additional entropy itself is non-anomalous. It is hypothesized that SCP-4039 will result in a ZK-Class Reality Failure Scenario in approximately 10100 years. SCP-4039 began at 2:42 PM, April 19, 1911, designated Event 4039-1. This is the approximate time and date when [REDACTED] completed their design for non-anomalous infinite energy and matter generation.4 The relevance of this concurrence is under investigation. All naturally occurring entropy (e.g. static interference) contains a coded message, designated SCP-4039-1. This message translates into the word "Enough."5 Initially thought to be a message in English, SCP-4039-1 was found to translate similarly into every language tested.6 SCP-4039-1 does not appear in entropic recordings made prior to Event 4039-1. Event 4039-1 went largely unnoticed by the general population; the myriad of small effects were generally ignored, and fallout from larger effects were contained by Foundation efforts. Examples of such effects include the uniform failure of some automobile models, shifts in ocean currents, decreased efficiency of oven mitts, and an increase in culinary cooking times. Immediately following Event 4039-1, MTF Gamma-5 efforts succeeded in quelling suspicions, attributing these effects to solar flares, industrial sabotage between home appliance vendors, and other mundane causes. + Selected Event and Testing Addenda: - Selected Event and Testing Addenda: Addendum SCP-4039m. Note the absence of Carnot Convection. Addendum [SCP-4039a]: Subject: Containment Unit for SCP-████ Immediately following Event 4039-1, the perpetual motion device and four redundant backups used in containing SCP-████ simultaneously failed. Upon cessation of all movement in the SCP-████ containment chamber, SCP-████ breached containment and caused 19 Foundation casualties before containment could be reestablished. SCP-████ upgraded to Euclid. Addendum [SCP-4039l]: Subject: Spinning Top A toy spinning top was spun via robotic device in a vacuum sealed chamber. The friction of the top against the floor of the chamber converted the rotational inertia of the top into negligible ambient heat. Carnot Convection failed to convert ambient heat back into rotational inertia, and the top fell over after fifteen (15) seconds, ceasing all further motion. Addendum [SCP-4039m]: Subject: Helium Gas An airtight chamber filled with Helium gas was expanded, causing the helium molecules to spread throughout the space, as expected. However, the spread of the molecules did not at any time reverse. Carnot Convection did not occur, and the molecules seemed to be permanently spread into their lowest energy configuration, equally filling the chamber. This excess entropy was not absorbed and appears to be indestructible. Addendum [SCP-4039r]: Subject: Pocket Universes SCP-4039 is shown to affect some, but not all, known pocket universes.7 Research into siphoning excess entropy into k4039 pocket universes is ongoing. Addendum [SCP-4039aa]: Subject: Main Sequence Stars Observations of interstellar bodies have returned inconclusive results. Observation of Sol indicate that it is no longer attracting or absorbing interstellar radiation and is no longer forming new hydrogen atoms to fuel itself. The energy output of Sol remains unaffected by SCP-4039, but at the present rate of fuel consumption, Sol will consume its entire fuel supply in approximately five (5) billion years. It has not yet been determined whether the fuel creation of interstellar stars or interactions of interstellar bodies are affected by SCP-4039. Addendum [4039-OG]: By unanimous vote of the O5 Council, Operation Gaslight was initiated, and the public consensus reality was changed on ███████, 1911, to incorporate SCP-4039 as non-anomalous and as having always existed. Notably, forged research purportedly from Lazare Carnot was disseminated, and all references to the Second Law of Thermodynamics8 were replaced or modified to read in their entirety: "The second law of thermodynamics states that the entropy of any isolated system always increases." Scientists, textbook publishers, and other influential individuals have been inducted as E-class Agents of the Foundation or anesthetized. Self perpetuation of the updated public consensus reality was declared successful on December 3, 1916, and all compound ENUI-5 facilities were ordered to stand down at that time. Footnotes 1. Increases in depression, nihilism and suicide attributable to knowledge of SCP-4039 is deemed unavoidable and not a containment breach. 2. In accordance with Sub-Operation Crowdsource, public research into termination of SCP-4039 shall be monitored and encouraged, and periodic seeding of the public discourse with suggestions that SCP-4039 is a non-anomalous threat may be approved by any level 4/4039 researcher. See, e.g., the Foundation-developed story The Last Question, publicly attributed to Isaac Asimov. 3. The natural re-uptake of entropy by the space time continuum. 4. Review of this design shows it would have worked but for the effect of SCP-4039. 5. For further analysis, see Ten Million Monkeys: Impossibility of Random Chance in SCP-4039-1, by Dr. Perez. 6. Including constructed and fictional languages such as Lojban. 7. All designations for such immune pocket universes shall henceforth include a suffix of -k4039. 8. The Law of Conservation of Entropy states that entropy cannot be created or destroyed in an isolated system.
SCP-4040	keter	SCP-4040, At The Bottom Of A Bottomless Pit ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: SCP-4040 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: warning link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Field personnel who encounter SCP-4040 are not to interact with it unless ordered to do so by Site-87 Command. Expedition teams sent to study SCP-4040 should consist of a minimum of four agents, with no expedition members being left alone for any prolonged period of time. Personnel sent to investigate SCP-4040 should be rated at a minimum of 72 on the Memetic Resistance Index. Foundation personnel within Nexus-0018 are to avoid any non-essential conversation regarding SCP-4040, as SCP-4040 is believed to draw power from human narratives. Civilian residents of Nexus-0018 are also to be cautioned against creating or circulating narratives surrounding SCP-4040. Description: SCP-4040 is a sinkhole of indeterminate depth located within Sloth's Forest of Sloth's Pit, Wisconsin (Nexus-0018). It has been measured to be 30.48 meters wide1, and possesses a single wooden step in front of it2. SCP-4040's precise location is not known, but it has yet to be determined if this is because it actually translocates or is merely a pretermemetic effect of the anomaly. The folklore of Nx-18 asserts that the same person can never find SCP-4040 twice. This has been substantiated by Foundation expeditions into Sloth's Forest. None of the agents who discovered SCP-4040 were able to do so again upon subsequent visits, nor were they able to call additional personnel to their location. GPS signals and radio tracking were unable to provide precise locations, and nearby personnel were unable to hone in on the discoverer's voice, claiming it seemed to come from all directions. As Nx-18's primary anomaly is manifesting narratives circulated within its area of effect3, the folklore surrounding SCP-4040 is believed to be a significant factor in the Foundation's inability to locate it. Drone exploration of SCP-4040 has proven infeasible, as radio signals fail to travel more than 30 meters into the sinkhole, and fully automated drones have failed to return. Estimating the depth of SCP-4040 with laser rangefinders, as well as with less sophisticated methods, has also proved inconclusive. Folklore regarding UAE Chapman-341 (The Goatman) claims that it was once baited into SCP-4040 in an attempt to neutralize it, but climbed back out after two days. This has been deemed a pataphysical manifestation of Sloth's Pit folklore, and is not useful as a means of estimating depth. Both Foundation personnel and Nx-18 residents who have encountered SCP-4040 have reported the ambient sound dropping to near zero with barely audible whispers emanating from the sinkhole, as well as a noticeable sense of derealization, typically described as feeling like 'they're in a scene from a horror movie'. Viewing SCP-4040 from the sides will reveal nothing but darkness. However, viewing it from the front step has produced a variety of results (see exploration log). According to historical records, SCP-4040 was formed on Christmas Day, 1890, beneath the mansion of Jackson Sloth4. The dwelling was completely consumed, along with Jackson Sloth, his wife Imogen, and their son Jasper. In addition to being the first major anomaly to occur in Sloth's Pit, the onset of anomalous phenomena that eventually led to the town being classified as Nexus-0018 was observed to begin immediately after SCP-4040 first manifested. It has thus been speculated that SCP-4040 may be an epicenter of pataphysical effects responsible for transforming Sloth's Pit into a Nexus. Addendum, Selected SCP-4040 Exploration Logs: ▶ SCP-4040 Expedition #6, Video #1: ▼ SCP-4040 Expedition #6, Video #1: Agents Alison Carol and Robert Tofflemire of Mobile Task Force Sigma-10 encountered SCP-4040 in Sloth's Forest during a planned sweep of the area for the anomaly. In addition to being the sixth recorded encounter with SCP-4040 by Foundation personnel, Agents Carol and Tofflemire are the only two non-anomalous individuals known to have reached the bottom of SCP-4040 and reported back alive. <Begin Log> [Agent Robert Tofflemire appears on camera standing in front of SCP-4040. Agent Alison Carol can be assumed to be operating the camera.] Agent Carol: Camera's on. Agent Tofflemire: "In this land of ours, there are many great pits, but none more bottomless than the bottomless pit, which as you can see here is bottomless." Carol: Dude, quote cartoons on your own time. This is serious. Tofflemire: I actually think this is more of a working vacation, but if you want to suck all the fun out of it just to please the Overseers, that's your hang up. Carol: Ugh. For the record, we are Agents Alison Carol and Robert Tofflemire of Mobile Task Force Sigma 10 - Tofflemire: We're the Alice and Bob that get mentioned so often in thought experiments. Carol: - And we have successfully discovered SCP-4040. Tofflemire: This is actually Sloth's Pit! The town of Sloth's Pit was named after this hole! Carol: As with previous encounters with this anomaly, neither our GPS or comm units can give us a location any more specific than Sloth's Forest. Robert tried shouting at the top of his lungs for a few minutes, but we got no response from the rest of our squad. [Note: Squad members present in the area at the time do report hearing Agent Tofflemire's shouts. He does not respond to their shouts back, however.] Tofflemire: Yeah, this whole place got eerily quiet as soon as we saw the pit. No birds, insects, leaves rustling, nothing. [Note: The camera records typical ambient noise for a wooded location, including the distant shouting of Sigma-10 squad members.] Carol: That's consistent with previous encounters. Also consistent with previous encounters is how surreal all this feels. I feel a bit like I'm having a lucid dream, or that I'm in a story. Tofflemire: Which officially makes us fourth wall breakers. We're the SCP Foundation's version of Deadpool. Carol: Robert, if you don't start acting like we're standing right in front of an uncontained Keter I'll have you shining hodag eggs for the next month! (clears throat) We have been equipped with basic camping gear and supplies, with enough food to last a couple weeks. Our primary mission is to stakeout SCP-4040 and see if it translocates while we're still here. We will be sleeping in shifts, and will not be leaving visible range of SCP-4040 for the next two weeks. Tofflemire: Come over here so they can get a good view into the pit. [Agent Carol walks to the edge of SCP-4040, and points the camera downwards. It appears to be a naturally occurring shaft in the earth of indeterminable depth, with no obvious abnormalities.] Carol: Not much to see, unless you guys are seeing something different than we are, but from here it just looks like a big pit. Tofflemire: I hear kind of an echoey whisper sound coming out of it too. Do you hear that Alice? Carol: I do. It kind of sounds like there's a wind down there, and the wind is trying to speak. [The camera's audio does not pick up anything.] Tofflemire: Do you want to try looking from the front step? The townfolk say you'll see your worst nightmare. Carol: We might as well. You go first. [Agent Tofflemire stands upon the step and stares into SCP-4040. His face pales noticeably.] Carol: See anything? Tofflemire: Yeah. A buddy of mine got dragged into the Old Man's lair about six years ago. He's still alive in there. Carol: Robert, step away now. [Agent Tofflemire complies.] Carol: I'm sure that wasn't real. How would it know, anyway? Tofflemire: Yeah, yeah. Ah, do you still want to… Carol: I think I should. [Agent Carol stands onto the step and stares into SCP-4040. The camera does not record anything unusual.] Tofflemire: What do you see Alice? Carol: I see every cryptid and thoughtform in Sloth's Pit driven mad and tearing up the whole town, like last Halloween but a thousand times worse. It's because of us, because of our attempts at containing SCP-4040. We just made things worse, like we always do. God, did I say that? [Agent Carol steps away from SCP-4040.] Carol: I don't think there's any more useful information to be gained by standing on that step. Tofflemire: Agreed. Do you want to set up camp first or the perimeter? Carol: The perimeter, right. Ah, to those watching this, in addition to our stakeout mission, we were also to install a small perimeter fence around SCP-4040 embedded with various transponders and whatnot, so that we can see if its still there the next time SCP-4040 is found. Tofflemire: And I made a warning sign to go with it. [Agent Toffelmire holds up a small wooden sign which reads 'Bottomless Pit (and topless dancers)'.] Carol: We're not putting that up. Tofflemire: Why not? It's kitschy, like all the other crap they sell at the tourist traps in town. Carol: It's not sanctioned by Command, plus it's stupid and sexist. Tofflemire: Okay, I can fix the last part actually. [Agent Tofflemire takes out a sharpie pen to edit the sign. It now reads 'Bottomless Pit (and toplessfree dancers)'.] Tofflemire: There, that's the preferred politically correct term, I think, though it doesn't go as well with 'Bottomless Pit'. Do you think I should change Bottomless to Bottomfree? Carol: You're an idiot. <End Log> ▶ SCP-4040 Expedition #6, Video #2: ▼ SCP-4040 Expedition #6, Video #2: <Begin Log> [Agent Carol is seen sitting upright in her sleeping bag within the tent. It is dark outside, but there is some light from a campfire.] Agent Carol: This is Agent Carol, at the end of our first day of the SCP-4040 stakeout. I just wanted to do a quick talking head before I turn in. Tofflemire is taking the first shift. There's been no change in our situation. The forest is still abnormally quiet and we both still have this odd sense of unreality about what's going on. It's hard to explain, aside from saying that what's happening right now just doesn't feel real. The voices, or whatever it is, coming from the hole have neither abated nor intensified. We did get the fence up around SCP-4040, and I ended up letting Robert put the stupid sign up too. We repeated the usual SCP-4040 tests: radio drone, automated drone, laser rangefinders and a fishing line with a weight on it. We lost both drones, and both depth measurements were inconclusive, just as with previous tests. We got the camp set up, including a campfire. We need light for the stakeout, and fire's good at keeping away predators, scavengers and cryptids - Agent Tofflemire: (shouting from off camera) Also we made s'mores! Carol: …Yeah, so we're settled in pretty good here. Our walkies and sat phones are useless, but the rest of the equipment is functional. The Kant Counters say the Hume level is normal, or normal for Sloth's Pit anyway. The VERITAS hasn't picked up any unusual EVE emissions from SCP-4040 either, and the Minkowski Spacetime Monitors aren't detecting any spacetime distortions. Scintillation counters and EMF meters are all normal, and a sweep with the multispectral imager found nothing out of the ordinary. I wrote all the exact readings down in the forms. Honestly, if it weren't for the fact this thing doesn't stay put and we can't confirm that it's not actually bottomless, we wouldn't have any reason to think it's anomalous. We'll keep doing environmental checks a few times a day for as long as we're here. Maybe Tofflemire's right, and this will just be uneventful camping trip by a bottomless pit in a haunted forest. [Agent Carol pauses expectantly, as if anticipating sudden disaster.] Carol: Anyway, I'm going to shut the camera off to conserve the battery. I'll turn it back on if anything interesting happens or if I have anything else to report. This is Agent Carol of Sigma-10, signing off. <End Log> ▶ SCP-4040 Expedition #6, Video #3: ▼ SCP-4040 Expedition #6, Video #3: <Begin Log> [Camera turns on, and the holder appears to be outside at night. Lighting is very poor, but Agent Tofflemire can be seen to be standing on the step in front of SCP-4040.] Agent Carol: (off camera) Robert! Robert, how long have you been standing there? Jesus Christ, Robert whatever you're seeing isn't real! That's not your friend being tortured! Agent Tofflemire: That's not what I see anymore. [An enormous humanoid entity5 begins to rise from SCP-4040. Due to the poor lighting, few details are discernible.] Carol: Holy Hell! Tofflemire: Get out of here while you can Alice. Carol: Robert, run you idiot! (Agent Tofflemire remains unresponsive) Robert! [The entity grabs Agent Tofflemire with its right hand, and reaches for Agent Carol with its left.] Carol: Jesus! [Agent Carol attempts to flee, but is grabbed by the entity. She and Agent Tofflemire are pulled into SCP-4040. The camera shows them to be in a state of free fall. Both attempt to speak on several occasions during this period, but due to the rushing wind, no conversation is audible. After approximately thirty minutes, they collide with what can be presumed to be the bottom of SCP-4040.] Carol: Ahh. What the hell? That didn't kill us? We're alive? Robert, are you okay? Tofflemire, report! Tofflemire: (laughs) "I've been falling for thirty minutes!" Carol: Ugh. You're fine. Shit, the camera's even still working. [Agent Carol points the camera at herself and clears her throat.] Carol: This is Agent Alison Carol of Mobile Task Force Sigma-10, reporting in. When I awoke to take my shift guarding SCP-4040, I found Agent Tofflemire standing upon its front step, staring into it in a trance-like state. Robert, do you want to explain that? Tofflemire: Well, after you went to sleep and I was alone, a lot of weird thoughts started running through my head. I don't know if it was a direct effect of SCP-4040 or just the kind of thing that happens when you're alone with something like it, but I had to know what was down there. Carol: And why didn't you try to run when that thing came up? Tofflemire: Because… we needed to fall down SCP-4040 to move the plot forward. Carol: What? I think maybe you being alone in front of it without anyone else to keep you grounded led to an exaggeration of its derealization effect. To whoever is watching this video, I would advise sending the next SCP-4040 sweep in teams of four, so that guard shifts can be taken in pairs. Tofflemire: Alice, nothing but the Goatman has ever come back out of this pit. No one's going to see that video. Carol: If the frickin' Goatman can get out of here, then so can we! On your feet agent! We need to assess our surroundings. Tofflemire: We're at the bottom of a bottomless pit. Roll Credits. Carol: There's no light other than the camera's little LED, but I don't see any sign of whatever it was that tossed us in here. The ground appears to be ordinary dirt, so I honestly have no idea how we're still breathing. We were actually falling for half an hour, and assuming we were falling at terminal velocity that means we're roughly a hundred kilometers underground. Tofflemire: I guess that means the Goatman can climb at about 2 kilometers an hour. I doubt we can climb that fast, and his body doesn't need food or rest. We'd die of thirst before we'd reach the top, and we'd probably fall from exhaustion long before then. We're stuck here Alice. Carol: Robert, this isn't just a pit, it's an anomaly. For all we know… wait, do you hear that? [The sounds of a person digging with a shovel, along with breathing and grunts of exertion, can be heard in the distance.] Tofflemire: Holy crap, there's someone else down here! Hello! Carol: Hello! [Agent Carol and Tofflemire head towards the source of the noise. Roughly a minute later a man in a soiled white dress shirt and suspenders comes into view. This entity is designated SCP-4040-01. Without ceasing digging, it looks up at the agents.] SCP-4040-01: Mornin'. Carol: …Good morning. I'm Alice, and this is Robert. He and I are with the S&C Plastics company - SCP-4040-01: (chuckles) You know, just because I'm at the bottom of a pit doesn't mean I've been living under a rock. I know what S&C Plastics is, agent. Carol: Lots of people around here do. I'm not going to insult your intelligence by telling you a bunch of hogwash. Could you tell us who you are, and what you're doing here? SCP-4040-01: You mean you don't recognize me? That's disappointing. Tofflemire: I recognize you sir. I've seen your statue in the unforbidden dog park. You're Jackson Sloth. SCP-4040-01: That's right sonny. I'm Sloth, and this is my Pit. Carol: You're the Jackson Sloth, founder of Sloth's Pit? You've been down here for 130 years? SCP-4040-01: What's the date? Tofflemire: July 1st, Canada Day. 2018. SCP-4040-01: Then no. I've been down here 127 years, six months and six days. Carol: Digging a pit? SCP-4040-01: (briefly stops digging and looks up) It's a metaphor (resumes digging). Carol: How are you still alive? SCP-4040-01: I'm imaginary, just like this pit and all the monsters in this town. Carol: Sir, you're not imaginary. We can both see you, and you're showing up on the camera. Tofflemire: Sir, do you know this pit isn't just a hole in the ground? It's impossibly deep, no one can find it twice, it messes with people's sense of reality - SCP-4040-01: I know exactly what this place is son. Grab a shovel, the both of you, and I'll tell you a bit of history. [Agents Carol and Tofflemire turn their attention to two previously unnoticed shovels propped up against the pit wall. Carol sets the camera down where it can record them, and both agents assist SCP-4040-01 in digging.] SCP-4040-01: Since I was a young boy, I've always had a very intuitive sense of how the imaginary was real. The stories we're told and tell, the things we dream and fear, all of that affects our thoughts and feelings, and thus our actions. Reality is affected by the imaginary, and thus the imaginary cannot be said to be unreal. Do you follow me? Carol: We call that pataphysics. SCP-4040-01: Well, I had a gift at crafting narratives that would shape reality in the way I wanted. Nothing impossible, or even all that fantastical, but I could nonetheless create narrative seeds that germinated in the minds of all who heard or read them. Not every seed would sprout, and not every narrative would grow the way I had intended, but through trial and error, I got better at creating successful seeds and more influential narratives. That's how I got so many people to follow me out west to create a lumber town, and also how I convinced them to settle in Wisconsin once I realized just how far out Oregon was. Carol: It kind of just sounds like you were a good orator. SCP-4040-01: I might have said so too, until Christmas Day, 1890. I was in my study, scribbling away in my notebook, trying to conjure up a narrative for Caroline that would make up for having to spend Christmas in the hospital, when I crossed some invisible line that should not have been crossed. The collective force of all my narratives reached some sort of critical mass and collapsed in on themselves. My house, everything in it and most of the land beneath it became imaginary. The disappearance sparked a wave of rumours, all of which this place lapped up until it became the bottomless pit people said it was. Carol: You're saying that the Bottomless Pit that swallowed your house is some kind of pataphysical singularity? And by singularity, I mean a - SCP-4040-01: I've been keeping up with the sciences young lady, and I think that's a perfect term for it. And just like a collapsed star still generates enough gravity to distort nearby space, so too does this pit generate enough narrative force to seriously affect reality in Sloth's Pit. It creates narratives so strong they can sustain hundreds of tulpas and violate the laws of physics with ease. Six impossible things before breakfast, eh Alice? If only I could have created narratives like that when I was still real! Tofflemire: What about that monster that pulled us in here? What was - [The pit shakes as an agonized groan reverberates from up above.] SCP-4040-01: Don't speak of it. It's not real, not yet, but with enough story it will be. Best to just ignore it, and dig. But now that you're here, I might take a short rest if you don't mind. [SCP-4040-01 sits down on a nearby boulder, and wipes its forehead with a handkerchief.] Carol: Sir, do you know if there's any way out of this pit? We know the Goatman climbed out once, but if this a place where imagination shapes reality - SCP-4040-01: Not just imagination, stories. Stories shape reality. The Goatman climbed out because that made his story better. It showed everyone what a relentless beast he is. You climbing out of here though? That would break suspension of disbelief for most people. Tofflemire: What would you suggest then sir? SCP-4040-01: Oh I'd just keep digging if I were you. After all, you know what they say. If you dig deep enough… [The ground beneath Agents Carol and Tofflemire begins to crack. It breaks open and both agents, as well as the camera, fall straight down.] SCP-4040-01: (shouting from above) …You'll dig through to China! <End Log> Agents Alison Carol and Robert Tofflemire were later recovered in the Shunan Bamboo Forest in China, after falling out of a newly opened sinkhole. Later attempts to locate this sinkhole were unsuccessful. The fence Agents Carol and Tofflemire installed around SCP-4040 was not found upon subsequent encounters. However, the sign installed by Agent Tofflemire remains by the front step. Two controlled descents using Buckminster filament and an electrical winch by later expeditions into SCP-4040 have failed to discover a bottom to the pit, even after passing the 100 km point where Carol and Tofflemire logically would have landed. Later expeditions to SCP-4040 also failed to encounter SCP-4040-01 or the entity that pulled Agents Carol and Tofflemire into the pit. However, field personnel have reported that the previously indistinct whispering emanating from SCP-4040 has become coherent. They report the voices repeat the following verse indefinitely: ▶ Submit Level 4 clearance to view possible pataphysical hazard. ▼ Clearance accepted. The dark isn't real, but you are blind without light The cold isn't real, but you'll still freeze in the night Words are not real, and yet you know how to write The Pit Sloth isn't real, but he'll still give you a fright! No analysis of this development is to be made at this time. Footnotes 1. Confirming local folklore that the pit is exactly 100 feet across. 2. In all known encounters, individuals have discovered SCP-4040 from an orientation where the step was directly in front of them. 3. Primarily by altering the laws of probability to conform to narrative norms and generating thoughtform entities. 4. Founder of Sloth's Pit, originally named by him as New Toronto. 5. This entity is not to receive a formal designation or informal name, and is not to be discussed unless absolutely necessary. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4040" by DrChandra, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4040. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4041	keter	An SCP-4041 event in progress. Item #: SCP-4041 Special Containment Procedures: The DYNASTY Protocol is currently in effect, and is to be maintained indefinitely. Birds injured by SCP-4041-1 are to be explained under the cover story of predatory birds consuming toxic materials. Civilians witnessing or interacting with SCP-4041-1 are to be amnesticized. The DYNASTY Protocol is as follows: Complete infiltration of the paleontology field by Foundation personnel. Surrounding planned and current paleontological dig sites, both anomalous and nonanomalous, with anti-avian measures prior to excavation. Widespread declaration that the theory suggesting that birds evolved from dinosaurs is obsolete. Use of memetic agents embedded in educational media to reinforce that birds and dinosaurs are unrelated, and that no dinosaurs ever possessed feathers. Description: SCP-4041 is a phenomenon involving anomalous coordinated behavior among various species of birds. SCP-4041 events begin as ordinary flocks. The flock will stay close to the ground, often generating large clouds of dust or dirt. High-speed cameras trained on SCP-4041 events have detected small groups of birds within the flock attaching their wingtips together to form rings before dispersing again in a very short burst of light. Observation of SCP-4041 events has not shown any inherent pattern in these lights. Excavation of the ground beneath SCP-4041 events will often (~70%) uncover various dinosaur fossils. Rarely, this will occur even in locations previously shown to have been completely excavated for fossils. Fossils discovered after SCP-4041 events are always of theropod dinosaurs, often coelurosaurians1. The variety and quantity of the fossils increase with the number of birds in the SCP-4041 flock. Fossils located via SCP-4041 appear nonanomalous. They exhibit a high degree of preservation and detail, with feather imprints and skulls often intact; all fossils match generally accepted taxonomic timelines. Eleven new species and seventeen new subspecies have been tentatively accepted by Foundation paleontologists. SCP-4041-1 instances are translucent Class III Incorporeal Entities, and resemble theropod dinosaurs in various states of decomposition. All instances with visible skin lack feathers. Timeline of SCP-4041 Incidents Date Notes 1861 Friedrich Witte and Karl Häberlein discover the first Archaeopteryx skeleton unearthed in Germany. Later suspected to be an occurence of SCP-4041 due to the mentions made in Häberlein's journal of the "great and peculiar flocks of birds" seen that day. 1859-1863 British biologist Thomas Huxley learns of the recently discovered Archaeopteryx and becomes an ardent proponent of the possibility of an evolutionary relationship between dinosaurs and birds. 04/16/1944 Collateral damage during bombing of Munich in World War II destroys rare Spinosaurus fossils suspected to be compromised by SCP-4041. Surviving photographs and journals edited. 02/17/1971 Birds involved in most recent SCP-4041 event sustain severe, often fatal injuries during event; usually bite marks, dismemberment, blunt trauma, or complete crushing. 08/26/1996 SCP-4041 event leads to civilian discovery and publishing of Sinosauropteryx, the first publicly documented feathered dinosaur. First instance of birds sustaining injuries outside of the duration of the event. 01/19/2002 Dr. Pascal Godefroit, a Belgian paleontologist, sustains similar bite injuries after publishing an article describing dinosaur-bird phylogeny. He is hospitalized and claims to have seen incorporeal, dinosaur-like entities. After Godefroit's recovery, he is amnesticized and the cover story of a car accident is disseminated. 09/15/2004 SCP-4041 event ends prematurely due to death of all birds present during event. Cameras detect a translucent silhouette resembling a Tyrannosaurus rex, designated SCP-4041-1. 02/13/2006 SCP-4041-1 instances destroy several museum displays and theropod fossils. 07/01/2009 SCP-4041-1 instances manifest within a Foundation paleontology conference, injuring 22 before MTF Phi-2 ("Clever Girls") and MTF Mu-13 ("Ghostbusters") arrive on the scene. (See Incident Log 4041-119 for details.) Incident Log 4041-119 ACCESS GRANTED 16:14 Four MTF Phi-2 agents arrive on the scene, and enter from the back of the conference room. Three instances of SCP-4041-1 are present; two indistinct raptors and one Deinocheirus2. The raptors have bitten five researchers already, while the Deinocheirus stands over one attendee. 16:15 Phi-2 agents fire at the raptors, to no effect. 16:17 Phi-2 leader charges the raptors, flanked by her teammates, and vocally imitates tyrannosaur roars to challenge them. The raptors retreat. Site-wide evacuation commences. 16:20 The raptors call to the Deinocheirus. It crouches over the prone attendee (identified as Dr. Karina Barrera), then joins the raptors. 16:22 The Deinocheirus charges, knocks over one agent, and swats another with its tail. Several attendees are trampled. 16:27 One raptor solidifies to bite on an attendee's leg; an agent shoots it in the head. The raptor screeches and disintegrates in a cloud of purple smoke. 16:31: The Deinocheirus attempts to flee, picking up Dr. Barrera and carrying her on its back. 16:33 Mu-13 agents arrive and neutralize the remaining raptor instance using spectral weaponry. Phi-2 leader recommends capture of the Deinocheirus. 16:36 Following setup by Mu-13 agents, Phi-2 agents use dinosaur calls to herd the Deinocheirus into the CHALICE-class spectral containment ring, which activates and successfully contains the instance. Following treatment of all injuries and subsequent moving of the SCP-4041-1 Deinocheirus to a permanent containment cell, Dr. Barrera was interviewed. Interview Log 4041-001 ACCESS GRANTED Interviewer: Phi-2 Agent Angelica Iglesias Interviewee: Dr. Karina Barrera [BEGIN LOG] Iglesias: State your name, for the record. Barrera: Doctor Karina Maria Barrera Campaña. (Iglesias places a large file folder on the table.) Barrera: How's your arm? Iglesias: Just a scratch. Look, Karina, let's just get through this. Right now I want to know exactly what went down at the conference. Barrera: Ghost dinosaurs. Not the weirdest thing in our world. Iglesias: Come on. I've read the 4041 documentation, I know there's ghost dinosaurs. What I want to know is how you got through without a scratch while 16 other people have Jurassic Park scars. Barrera: Jig's up, I guess. Iglesias: What the hell did you do? Barrera: Right, so remember that paper I published in '07? The one about ornithomimoids and striations on their arms and wing anchoring bones. Iglesias: Yeah, of course. Read all your stuff. Barrera: Yeah… okay so, that wasn't all me. Iglesias: I know you're not a plagiarist, Karina. Get to the point. Barrera: Okay okay. Three weeks before the submission deadline I had a dream. I dreamed of a Deinocheirus and a Gallimimus and a couple others. They showed up in my room, but they weren't ghostly at all. They were fully fleshed out, most vibrant colored scales I'd ever seen. Not a single feather on 'em. Iglesias: Right. And this… fever dream inspired you to crank out that paper? Barrera: Sí. They stood different, looked different — nothing about them fit the standard model. I went back into our database and cross-referenced the records, but ignored all fossils associated with SCP-4041. What I ended up with didn't look like the standard model at all. They looked like the things in my dream. Iglesias: Wait, so what are you saying — Barrera: Doesn't it strike you as just a little suspicious how perfect the 4041 fossils are? They're too well-preserved. You got feather imprints on a Troodon in the same formation as a single fragmented Triceratops foot. It's like a murder scene with the fingerprinted gun left behind with a confession note. Iglesias: I mean, there's plenty of other ways to explain it. Barrera: Yeah, that's what I thought, too. So I decided to test it: I got to work publishing articles critical of the standard model. And you know what happened? Every time I exposed a flaw, someone found an answer. Sternum not the right shape to support a transition? Next 4041 fossil, there it is. Iglesias: But… why? Why would anyone do something like this? Who would want to create an entirely false fossil record? Barrera: (sighs) You're gonna think I'm crazy. Iglesias: At this point, I don't think anything is too crazy. Barrera: (whispers) I think it's the birds. [END LOG] Dr. Barrera died two days later in a car accident, when she collided head-on with a semi-trailer truck. Investigation of the scene found a Velociraptor skull in the car's trunk. Footnotes 1. A subgroup of dinosaurs that includes Archaeopteryx, Struthiomimus, and Tyrannosaurus rex. 2. A large (10m long) ostrich-like dinosaur. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4041" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4042	keter	Item #: SCP-4042 Special Containment Procedures: Four D-class instances of SCP-4042-1 are kept housed within a Group Secure Humanoid Containment Cell, separate from other D-class personnel. Such individuals are to be exempted from the monthly management of D-class personnel. Any instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be contained with their corresponding instance of SCP-4042-1. SCP-4042 is currently uncontained1. Cases of SCP-4042-1 encountered in the field are to be noted and added to the database F-4042, and should not be approached or questioned about SCP-4042 without permission from at least Level 3 personnel. If granted clearance, staff may attempt to identify any corresponding SCP-4042-2 instances through casual interviewing processes. Likewise, cases of SCP-4042-2 encountered in the field may, with permission, be interviewed in order to identify their corresponding SCP-4042-1 case. In the event of the death of an instance of SCP-4042-2, their corresponding SCP-4042-1 case should be monitored for newly manifested instances. Additionally, all personnel at all sites are to be scanned monthly for distinctive thaumatic signatures2 characteristic of SCP-4042-1 or -2. All personnel cases of SCP-4042-1 and D-class instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be exposed to a powerful thaumatic dampening field3 for a period of time no less than 12 minutes. Non-D-class SCP-4042-2 personnel instances are to be added to the database F-4042. With the exception of [REDACTED], individuals noted in database F-4042 are not permitted to move freely from one research site to another, to minimise spread of SCP-4042. Description: SCP-4042 is a contagious thaumaturgical4 condition which results in the manifestation of human beings. Individuals infected with SCP-4042 are designated as cases of SCP-4042-1. Cases of SCP-4042-1 are capable of subconsciously generating living human beings, which are designated as instances of SCP-4042-2. Instances of SCP-4042-2 are created as a result of lengthy periods of loneliness, apathy, or inadequacy felt by cases of SCP-4042-1. Instances manifest after 3 to 9 months of such an emotional state, and typically meet their SCP-4042-1 creator within 24 hours of creation. Instances of SCP-4042-2 are physiologically, psychologically, anatomically, and genetically indistinguishable from regular members of the human population. Instances are unaware of their true nature, and possess appropriate documentation, finances, skills, and memories for their life up to their origin. They grow, age and die as normal humans, and are able to breed with humans, producing children which are invariably cases of SCP-4042-1. SCP-4042-2 instances enter into romantic relationships with their SCP-4042-1 creators in 47% of cases, and into platonic relationships in a further 38% of cases. Since instances of SCP-4042-2 have no compulsions to bond with their creator beyond a natural level of compatibility, it is not uncommon for instances of SCP-4042-2 to go on to lead lives completely separately to their creator. Cases of SCP-4042-1 and instances of SCP-4042-2 each possess distinctive thaumatic signatures, which can be identified through normal techniques and equipment used to detect magic. Instances of SCP-4042-2 will demanifest if their thaumatic signature is badly damaged or erased outright. Consequently, instances exposed to areas of extremely high background magic or areas under heavy thaumatic dampening for more than 10 minutes5 will cease to exist. If given a partially damaging exposure, instances will typically restabilise over a period of several weeks, provided that their corresponding SCP-4042-1 case is alive and has an undamaged thaumatic signature. If their SCP-4042-1 case has a damaged thaumatic signature, the SCP-4042-2 instance will instead typically demanifest. Unaffected humans who form emotional bonds6 with an instance of SCP-4042-2 will become cases of SCP-4042-1. Addendum SCP-4042.1: Report Submission Interview + Access Report Submission Interview - hide Report Submission Interview Interviewer: Dr. John Marks, Level 4 Researcher, Site-11 Interviewee: Dr. Horatio Gifts, Level 3 Researcher, Site-11 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Marks: Dr. Gifts. This interview is being conducted in order to clarify certain details in the research paper and Special Containment Protocols you submitted for review last week. Additionally, we need further clarification on the event concerning Doctor Gable, which has received inadequate documentation. Numerical designation for SCP-4042 has been set aside for confirmation, but your containment protocols are yet to be formally adopted. Dr. Gifts: Understood. (Dr. Gifts pauses.) Where should I begin, sir? Dr. Marks: At the start. Tell me how you originally detected SCP-4042. Dr. Gifts: It all started two years and four months ago. Doctor Fiona Gable and myself were investigating a new anomaly, an abandoned house with unusual thaumatic properties. Dr. Marks: Unusual thaumatic properties? Was it the source of SCP-4042? Dr. Gifts: I don't believe so. We went into the field with two D-class personnel to map the site and determine any anomalous effects. Dr. Marks: Which were? Dr. Gifts: Nothing notable to begin with. We sent one of the D's in first with a camera and radio. They mapped out the house, took notes on the floating furniture and weird lights, and took some photographs. Pretty standard spooky house, right down to the creepy dolls, the creaking walls and… and the locking doors. Dr. Marks: Any thaumatic entities? Thaumaturgical texts? Dr. Gifts: Nothing that we detected, at least. The high levels of thaumatic energy had a few side effects; namely, the D-classes could control the unusual effects if they focussed on it, which is something that has been recorded before with unmanaged thaumatic fields. Then Gabes went in herself, and everything went wrong. Dr. Marks: What happened? Dr. Gifts: She started to feel uncomfortable. After ninety seconds, she started panicking and crying. A little later, she started to become transparent and flicker in and out of existence, like a grainy old film. We went to drag her outside immediately, but the house kept locking the damn door. I had to have the D's force the door open. I don't think my heart's ever beat harder. Dr. Marks: What happened to her immediately after you brought her outside? Dr. Gifts: She calmed down a bit, but she was still really unstable. I scanned her with the thaumometer, and got some weird thaumatic patterns on her reading. She had an active aura, and it was going haywire. All up, she'd been in there almost eight minutes. Dr. Marks: Did you scan everyone? Dr. Gifts: No. In hindsight I should have, but I wasn't thinking too clearly at the time; I was just worried about Gabes. I had the house sealed off for the day, and flew us back to Site-11. I did check her after we got back, and noted that the thaumatic patterns were becoming slightly clearer, if not fainter, and they were still all over the place. Dr. Marks: Was this concerning? Dr. Gifts: (Gives Dr. Marks a look of incredulity.) Of course it was concerning. My partner was blinking in and out of existence! By the time we'd returned, she was still flickering quite a bit, but at least it seemed to be getting better. I had the medbay run some checks, and nothing came up. She insisted she was fine, and told me to head back into the field to figure it out. I slept on the floor by her bed, then went back the next day, and well…. you know what happened. Dr. Marks: Have you seen the tapes? Dr. Gifts: Twice. Only the first few minutes the first time. (Dr. Gifts covers his face with his hands.) I… I couldn't bring myself to watch her disappear, or to listen any further. Dr. Marks: It left quite an impression on the nurses. And everyone else in the medbay breakroom. (Dr. Gifts refuses to give a response, and appears noticeably pained.) Dr. Marks: And you had no idea as to what was happening at the time? No… special connection telling you the pain she was going though? Dr. Gifts: (Dr Gifts continues to fail to make eye contact with Dr. Marks.) No. Dr. Marks: Did you think to scan yourself? Dr. Gifts: I did before entering the house again. I had similar readings to Gabes. The same thaumatic patterns, and I suspected I might start disassociating myself, but I went in anyway. I…I figured it was worth the risk if I could figure out what went wrong with her. (Dr. Gifts pauses and clenches his hands into fists.) Great fucking irony, isn't it? The thing I did to help her is what killed her, and I didn't even know. I found nothing and noted nothing in the hours I was there, except for my thaumatic signature being wiped clean. I didn't make the connection at the time. Dr. Marks: When did you figure it all out? Dr. Gifts: I heard what had happened when I got back to Site-11. After I was debriefed, I realised I couldn't remember things properly. About Gabes, I mean. Where we were the first time we met, the colour of her eyes, the sound of her laugh. And lots of other little things. (Dr. Gifts gives a sarcastic grimace at this point, and wipes his eyes.) At least I'll always remember the sound of her crying. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks pauses, and looks uncomfortable.) Please continue, Doctor Gifts. Dr. Gifts: Somehow I ended up being the one to organise her funeral. I asked around to collect stories for my eulogy, but they were harder to come by than they should have been. Things I remembered clearly couldn't be remembered by others. It was like she was barely in anyone's mind, despite being the talk of the site. I took a few days off and went to her hometown to try and find pieces, and get in contact with her family. Dr. Marks: That is when you realised? Dr. Gifts: Only to some degree. Everywhere I went, no-one could remember her. No-one could remember her family living where they supposedly did. Her teachers couldn't remember her. Her teammates from her theatre group couldn't remember her. Her lecturers and her thesis advisor couldn't remember her. I did more digging, managed to dredge up files on her, and I could find everything. Birth certificate, licenses, her thesis, her bank account, including dates of in person deposits, all easily accessible. But no-one had met her. I came back to the Foundation, and managed to acquire permission to poke through her files here. Dr. Marks: What did you find? Dr. Gifts: According to the records, she started working with us sometime around late 2010. But no-one remembers her orientation, or providing her with her security passes, or even her coming onto site. I dug up the security footage, and she was never on camera, despite the documentation declaring her to have been there. No-one could remember ever seeing her until early 2011, when she was assigned as my research partner. I was literally the first person to see her exist. Dr. Marks: What was your state of mind before you met her? Dr. Gifts: Is that relevant to my Containment Proposal, sir? Dr. Marks: Just answer the question. Dr. Gifts: I had been going through a rough patch. I wasn't feeling like I was achieving anything here; I was lonely. Hell, I was considering just taking the standard amnestics and leaving. Then I started working with her, and all those problems seemed to just go away. I enjoyed working here again. Dr. Marks: What did you do after you tracked down her history? Dr. Gifts: The first seeds of the idea were floating around. I needed data, and to test my hypothesis. I went and did scans of all the D-class personnel we had on site at the time, and recorded their thaumatic signatures. Dr. Marks: That's when you discovered the outbreak? Dr. Gifts: I found fifteen personnel with thaumatic signatures matching those I'd seen on Gabes, and six with similar signatures to what I'd had. I took nine more personnel as a control, and went back to the house. I… started testing on them. You've seen the testing records, yes? Dr Marks: Of course. I personally authorised half of them. Dr. Gifts: Then you know how many D's I ripped from reality. You know how long I had to keep them alone to generate creation, to figure out how it all works. You know that I was almost shut down by Ethics. Twice. I've spent two years testing the phenomenon. In hindsight, I'm not proud of it. Dr. Marks: What next? Dr. Gifts: With my submission of the protocols, we're at the point of moving into long term containment. I've gained as much understanding as is practical through testing; now we clean up the mess and make sure the cage is comfortable. Dr. Marks: Yes. About your proposed containment… (Dr. Marks reads from a document before him.) You wish to keep four D-class personnel carriers in containment, and have them forgo the monthy management procedures? Dr. Gifts: That's the basis of it. What of it? Dr. Marks: Exemption from the monthly management is concerning. Having D-class personnel unmanaged for long periods of time is liable to make them difficult to contain. Dr. Gifts: I'll be overseeing them myself. Besides, if we mess with their psychology by repeatedly resetting them, the effects of SCP-4042 are liable to be much worse. So far as I can tell, manifestation time isn't affected by amnestics. Dr. Marks: Understood. And the keeping of the new instances with their creators? Dr. Gifts: This should prevent further manifestations beyond the first. Having a close platonic partner should also help keep them content, which makes up for them not undergoing the usual management. I assure you, sir, that this is the most efficient way to keep cases of SCP-4042 in containment. Dr. Marks: Very well. Your Special Containment Protocols shall be undertaken. Expect us to be in touch shortly. You've done well here, Gifts. - hide Report Submission Interview Addendum SCP-4042.2: Incident 4042-A15 + Access Incident Report - hide Incident Report On ██/██/████, a heavily armed unidentified member of staff entered the D-class containment facilities and initiated a mass breakout. In the ensuing firefight, five security and six D-class personnel were killed, as well as the unidentified staff member. The staff member was later determined to be an instance of SCP-4042-2 created by a D-class personnel (who was killed in the breakout). Overseer's Note: As of ██/██/████, tests performed relating to the creation and stability of instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be ceased immediately. All D-class cases of SCP-4042-1 are to be terminated immediately. All D-class instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be terminated immediately. The containment of SCP-4042 using D-class personnel is to be suspended indefinitely. [REDACTED], Site-11 Overseer Addendum SCP-4042.3: Reassignment Request Interview + Access Reassignment Request Interview - hide Reassignment Request Interview Interviewer: Dr. John Marks, Level 4 Researcher, Site-11 Interviewee: Dr. Horatio Gifts, Level 3 Researcher, Site-11 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Marks: Gifts, you're formally in here because of the failure of your containment protocols, as well as your requested reassignment away from the SCP-4042 project. You are also in here to shed whatever light you can on the catastrophic events of ██/██/20██. There is a lot of conflicting records being thrown around about that day. Since you're the supposed expert on this damned SCP, I figure you can explain. Dr. Gifts: Understood, sir. Dr. Marks: Start with Incident 4042-A15. Explain exactly what went wrong with the Special Containment Protocols you submitted. Dr. Gifts: We had the four D-class cases kept separately, as planned. We could monitor them easily enough, and since we knew what we were looking for, if another D-class showed up unexpectedly, we'd be able to check them, and compare the conditions leading to their origin. I've been working closely with them, digging into their personalities, figuring out exactly what it is they needed from their manifestations. In a five month span, we had two new instances appear, both in line with previous results. The manifestation for Incident 4042-A15 was unprecedented, though. Dr. Marks: Explain to me why it was so unprecedented, beyond the obvious fact that it was highly hostile. Dr. Gifts: Up to that point, all SCP-4042-2 instances had been created in response to certain emotional needs, usually sadness and loneliness, and the individual was generally an equal in social standing to their originator. We… I never realised nor tested that freedom itself would be an emotional need. Dr. Marks: Nor that a D-class could manifest a member of staff, apparently. Ten people died in the break out attempt, not including the particular D-class personnel and the infiltrator themselves. You messed up. Dr. Gifts: I know sir. Dr. Marks: Then why should I approve this reassignment request? Dr. Gifts: I… Dr. Marks: Never mind. Explain to me how the events of ██/██/20██ came to happen. Dr. Gifts: Sir, the events are classified. I can't speak openly about them. Dr. Marks: Not quite. The outcome of the events, the identity of cases and instances, and subsequent new protocols are currently classified. I'm authorising you to provide your insight into the events as they transpired, up to the point where you cannot. That's an order, Gifts. Dr. Gifts: Understood, sir. (Dr. Gifts pauses to collect his thoughts.) After the containment breach, the D-class instances were terminated, and testing of SCP-4042 was suspended. I had an idea though, so I took some scanners and went out into the field. We'd been working under the assumption that the outbreak was an isolated incident, but we'd never actually searched for other cases. I was off site for a few months before it happened, doing scans of the general population. Dr. Marks: What did you find out there? Dr. Gifts: SCP-4042 cases and instances in the general population. (Dr. Gifts pauses.) A lot of SCP-4042 cases and instances in the general population. Dr. Marks: Thousands of cases? (Dr. Gifts shakes his head) Dr Marks: Millions? Tens of millions? Dr. Gifts: (Dr. Gifts nods slowly.) Hundreds of millions. As a low estimate. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks mutters an expletive under his breath.) Was that why the Council initiated the dampers? Dr. Gifts: I don't actually think it was connected to what I was finding out there. If it was deliberately targeted, I figure they would have at least scanned everyone first. I heard rumours that they were bringing something else into containment, something they'd been chasing for a long time. It was a dangerous thaumaturgical entity, Keter class, compulsive powers; you know the sort. So, they set up the big dampers across the site while they were bringing it in. You've seen them around, the old M5s7. They're a brilliant fusion of science and magic, and very powerful, but they take time to power up… and to power down. They set them up all across the site, and powered them up. By the time they realised what was happenening to everyone… Dr. Marks: No need. I was there. I remember it all too well. Dr. Gifts: (under his breath) Waste of good people. Dr. Marks: On that, Gifts… I think we can agree. Dr. Gifts: (Dr. Gifts watches Dr. Marks closely.) Sir, if it is not too personal to ask… were you…? Dr. Marks: (Defensively) That is definitely too personal, Gifts. Dr. Gifts: My apologies, sir. I… I was out of line. I thought… I mean, I heard that… I know what it's like, sir. (Dr. Marks covers his face for a few seconds and mutters something under his breath. Dr Gifts nods slowly, and reaches out to put his hand over Dr. Marks'.) Dr. Gifts: I'm sorry, sir. I know you miss him. Dr. Marks: (After a moment, Dr. Marks straightens in his chair, and wipes his eyes.) For the record, I am merely content that the dampers were shut down before we lost any more researchers. And I am aware of the fact that the incident was not your fault. Dr. Gifts: After the incident, I debriefed them on exactly why so many people had disappeared. They also consulted with me on the new containment protocols. The current method will prevent further spread among research staff. Provided staff have their monthly dampenings, even if they are infected, they shouldn't remain infected for long enough to start generating new instances. Dr. Marks: Noted. Is this incident the reason for you requesting reassignment from the project? Dr. Gifts: Partially… more that it was the final straw. I've spent almost three years on this now, and I feel like I've nothing to show for it but a bunch of innocent people being deleted from existence. I need a fresh start, a new project. Dr. Marks: Yes. (Dr. Marks looks through his datapad.) Your requested new project starts tomorrow, and involves a new research partner. One Doctor Eleanor Gentle? Dr. Gifts: That is correct, sir. Dr. Marks: Interesting. (Dr. Marks leans back in his chair.) I don't recall meeting her. Dr. Gifts: She's new. She only arrived last month, and hasn't met many people. Dr. Marks: Doctor Gifts, if I might ask, are you currently presenting an unusual thaumatic signature? Dr. Gifts: As per Overseer instructions… I do not believe I have the clearance to discuss that, sir. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks pauses, then leans back forward in his chair.) Tell me, Gifts. What is your impression of Doctor Gentle? Dr. Gifts: I have no doubts in the slightest that she shall prove an excellent field agent and asset to the Foundation. And I believe she has an interest in theatre and classical music. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks smiles slightly.) That will be all, Doctor Gifts. Your request for reassignment is approved. Dr. Gifts: Thank you, sir. [END LOG] - hide Reassignment Request Interview Footnotes 1. Due to logistical and ethical concerns, future containment is unlikely. 2. A thaumatic signature is a pattern of arcane magic upon an object or individual which results in a distinct magical effect. The signature both codes for and powers the magical effect. 3. Otherwise colloquially known as an anti-magic field. 4. Thaumaturgy, or arcane spellcraft, is defined as the study and use of magic from non-religious, non-shamanistic origins. 5. Exact demanifestation times vary from individual to individual. 6. Such as a friendship, close mentorship, or romantic relationship. 7. The M-Series Thaumatic Dampers were among the first tools developed by the Foundation to generate anti-magic fields, replacing the need for countermagic when dealing with arcanists and thaumaturges. While outdated and awkward to use, they remain effective as suppressors. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4042" by GentleGifts, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4042. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4042	uncontained	Item #: SCP-4042 Special Containment Procedures: Four D-class instances of SCP-4042-1 are kept housed within a Group Secure Humanoid Containment Cell, separate from other D-class personnel. Such individuals are to be exempted from the monthly management of D-class personnel. Any instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be contained with their corresponding instance of SCP-4042-1. SCP-4042 is currently uncontained1. Cases of SCP-4042-1 encountered in the field are to be noted and added to the database F-4042, and should not be approached or questioned about SCP-4042 without permission from at least Level 3 personnel. If granted clearance, staff may attempt to identify any corresponding SCP-4042-2 instances through casual interviewing processes. Likewise, cases of SCP-4042-2 encountered in the field may, with permission, be interviewed in order to identify their corresponding SCP-4042-1 case. In the event of the death of an instance of SCP-4042-2, their corresponding SCP-4042-1 case should be monitored for newly manifested instances. Additionally, all personnel at all sites are to be scanned monthly for distinctive thaumatic signatures2 characteristic of SCP-4042-1 or -2. All personnel cases of SCP-4042-1 and D-class instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be exposed to a powerful thaumatic dampening field3 for a period of time no less than 12 minutes. Non-D-class SCP-4042-2 personnel instances are to be added to the database F-4042. With the exception of [REDACTED], individuals noted in database F-4042 are not permitted to move freely from one research site to another, to minimise spread of SCP-4042. Description: SCP-4042 is a contagious thaumaturgical4 condition which results in the manifestation of human beings. Individuals infected with SCP-4042 are designated as cases of SCP-4042-1. Cases of SCP-4042-1 are capable of subconsciously generating living human beings, which are designated as instances of SCP-4042-2. Instances of SCP-4042-2 are created as a result of lengthy periods of loneliness, apathy, or inadequacy felt by cases of SCP-4042-1. Instances manifest after 3 to 9 months of such an emotional state, and typically meet their SCP-4042-1 creator within 24 hours of creation. Instances of SCP-4042-2 are physiologically, psychologically, anatomically, and genetically indistinguishable from regular members of the human population. Instances are unaware of their true nature, and possess appropriate documentation, finances, skills, and memories for their life up to their origin. They grow, age and die as normal humans, and are able to breed with humans, producing children which are invariably cases of SCP-4042-1. SCP-4042-2 instances enter into romantic relationships with their SCP-4042-1 creators in 47% of cases, and into platonic relationships in a further 38% of cases. Since instances of SCP-4042-2 have no compulsions to bond with their creator beyond a natural level of compatibility, it is not uncommon for instances of SCP-4042-2 to go on to lead lives completely separately to their creator. Cases of SCP-4042-1 and instances of SCP-4042-2 each possess distinctive thaumatic signatures, which can be identified through normal techniques and equipment used to detect magic. Instances of SCP-4042-2 will demanifest if their thaumatic signature is badly damaged or erased outright. Consequently, instances exposed to areas of extremely high background magic or areas under heavy thaumatic dampening for more than 10 minutes5 will cease to exist. If given a partially damaging exposure, instances will typically restabilise over a period of several weeks, provided that their corresponding SCP-4042-1 case is alive and has an undamaged thaumatic signature. If their SCP-4042-1 case has a damaged thaumatic signature, the SCP-4042-2 instance will instead typically demanifest. Unaffected humans who form emotional bonds6 with an instance of SCP-4042-2 will become cases of SCP-4042-1. Addendum SCP-4042.1: Report Submission Interview + Access Report Submission Interview - hide Report Submission Interview Interviewer: Dr. John Marks, Level 4 Researcher, Site-11 Interviewee: Dr. Horatio Gifts, Level 3 Researcher, Site-11 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Marks: Dr. Gifts. This interview is being conducted in order to clarify certain details in the research paper and Special Containment Protocols you submitted for review last week. Additionally, we need further clarification on the event concerning Doctor Gable, which has received inadequate documentation. Numerical designation for SCP-4042 has been set aside for confirmation, but your containment protocols are yet to be formally adopted. Dr. Gifts: Understood. (Dr. Gifts pauses.) Where should I begin, sir? Dr. Marks: At the start. Tell me how you originally detected SCP-4042. Dr. Gifts: It all started two years and four months ago. Doctor Fiona Gable and myself were investigating a new anomaly, an abandoned house with unusual thaumatic properties. Dr. Marks: Unusual thaumatic properties? Was it the source of SCP-4042? Dr. Gifts: I don't believe so. We went into the field with two D-class personnel to map the site and determine any anomalous effects. Dr. Marks: Which were? Dr. Gifts: Nothing notable to begin with. We sent one of the D's in first with a camera and radio. They mapped out the house, took notes on the floating furniture and weird lights, and took some photographs. Pretty standard spooky house, right down to the creepy dolls, the creaking walls and… and the locking doors. Dr. Marks: Any thaumatic entities? Thaumaturgical texts? Dr. Gifts: Nothing that we detected, at least. The high levels of thaumatic energy had a few side effects; namely, the D-classes could control the unusual effects if they focussed on it, which is something that has been recorded before with unmanaged thaumatic fields. Then Gabes went in herself, and everything went wrong. Dr. Marks: What happened? Dr. Gifts: She started to feel uncomfortable. After ninety seconds, she started panicking and crying. A little later, she started to become transparent and flicker in and out of existence, like a grainy old film. We went to drag her outside immediately, but the house kept locking the damn door. I had to have the D's force the door open. I don't think my heart's ever beat harder. Dr. Marks: What happened to her immediately after you brought her outside? Dr. Gifts: She calmed down a bit, but she was still really unstable. I scanned her with the thaumometer, and got some weird thaumatic patterns on her reading. She had an active aura, and it was going haywire. All up, she'd been in there almost eight minutes. Dr. Marks: Did you scan everyone? Dr. Gifts: No. In hindsight I should have, but I wasn't thinking too clearly at the time; I was just worried about Gabes. I had the house sealed off for the day, and flew us back to Site-11. I did check her after we got back, and noted that the thaumatic patterns were becoming slightly clearer, if not fainter, and they were still all over the place. Dr. Marks: Was this concerning? Dr. Gifts: (Gives Dr. Marks a look of incredulity.) Of course it was concerning. My partner was blinking in and out of existence! By the time we'd returned, she was still flickering quite a bit, but at least it seemed to be getting better. I had the medbay run some checks, and nothing came up. She insisted she was fine, and told me to head back into the field to figure it out. I slept on the floor by her bed, then went back the next day, and well…. you know what happened. Dr. Marks: Have you seen the tapes? Dr. Gifts: Twice. Only the first few minutes the first time. (Dr. Gifts covers his face with his hands.) I… I couldn't bring myself to watch her disappear, or to listen any further. Dr. Marks: It left quite an impression on the nurses. And everyone else in the medbay breakroom. (Dr. Gifts refuses to give a response, and appears noticeably pained.) Dr. Marks: And you had no idea as to what was happening at the time? No… special connection telling you the pain she was going though? Dr. Gifts: (Dr Gifts continues to fail to make eye contact with Dr. Marks.) No. Dr. Marks: Did you think to scan yourself? Dr. Gifts: I did before entering the house again. I had similar readings to Gabes. The same thaumatic patterns, and I suspected I might start disassociating myself, but I went in anyway. I…I figured it was worth the risk if I could figure out what went wrong with her. (Dr. Gifts pauses and clenches his hands into fists.) Great fucking irony, isn't it? The thing I did to help her is what killed her, and I didn't even know. I found nothing and noted nothing in the hours I was there, except for my thaumatic signature being wiped clean. I didn't make the connection at the time. Dr. Marks: When did you figure it all out? Dr. Gifts: I heard what had happened when I got back to Site-11. After I was debriefed, I realised I couldn't remember things properly. About Gabes, I mean. Where we were the first time we met, the colour of her eyes, the sound of her laugh. And lots of other little things. (Dr. Gifts gives a sarcastic grimace at this point, and wipes his eyes.) At least I'll always remember the sound of her crying. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks pauses, and looks uncomfortable.) Please continue, Doctor Gifts. Dr. Gifts: Somehow I ended up being the one to organise her funeral. I asked around to collect stories for my eulogy, but they were harder to come by than they should have been. Things I remembered clearly couldn't be remembered by others. It was like she was barely in anyone's mind, despite being the talk of the site. I took a few days off and went to her hometown to try and find pieces, and get in contact with her family. Dr. Marks: That is when you realised? Dr. Gifts: Only to some degree. Everywhere I went, no-one could remember her. No-one could remember her family living where they supposedly did. Her teachers couldn't remember her. Her teammates from her theatre group couldn't remember her. Her lecturers and her thesis advisor couldn't remember her. I did more digging, managed to dredge up files on her, and I could find everything. Birth certificate, licenses, her thesis, her bank account, including dates of in person deposits, all easily accessible. But no-one had met her. I came back to the Foundation, and managed to acquire permission to poke through her files here. Dr. Marks: What did you find? Dr. Gifts: According to the records, she started working with us sometime around late 2010. But no-one remembers her orientation, or providing her with her security passes, or even her coming onto site. I dug up the security footage, and she was never on camera, despite the documentation declaring her to have been there. No-one could remember ever seeing her until early 2011, when she was assigned as my research partner. I was literally the first person to see her exist. Dr. Marks: What was your state of mind before you met her? Dr. Gifts: Is that relevant to my Containment Proposal, sir? Dr. Marks: Just answer the question. Dr. Gifts: I had been going through a rough patch. I wasn't feeling like I was achieving anything here; I was lonely. Hell, I was considering just taking the standard amnestics and leaving. Then I started working with her, and all those problems seemed to just go away. I enjoyed working here again. Dr. Marks: What did you do after you tracked down her history? Dr. Gifts: The first seeds of the idea were floating around. I needed data, and to test my hypothesis. I went and did scans of all the D-class personnel we had on site at the time, and recorded their thaumatic signatures. Dr. Marks: That's when you discovered the outbreak? Dr. Gifts: I found fifteen personnel with thaumatic signatures matching those I'd seen on Gabes, and six with similar signatures to what I'd had. I took nine more personnel as a control, and went back to the house. I… started testing on them. You've seen the testing records, yes? Dr Marks: Of course. I personally authorised half of them. Dr. Gifts: Then you know how many D's I ripped from reality. You know how long I had to keep them alone to generate creation, to figure out how it all works. You know that I was almost shut down by Ethics. Twice. I've spent two years testing the phenomenon. In hindsight, I'm not proud of it. Dr. Marks: What next? Dr. Gifts: With my submission of the protocols, we're at the point of moving into long term containment. I've gained as much understanding as is practical through testing; now we clean up the mess and make sure the cage is comfortable. Dr. Marks: Yes. About your proposed containment… (Dr. Marks reads from a document before him.) You wish to keep four D-class personnel carriers in containment, and have them forgo the monthy management procedures? Dr. Gifts: That's the basis of it. What of it? Dr. Marks: Exemption from the monthly management is concerning. Having D-class personnel unmanaged for long periods of time is liable to make them difficult to contain. Dr. Gifts: I'll be overseeing them myself. Besides, if we mess with their psychology by repeatedly resetting them, the effects of SCP-4042 are liable to be much worse. So far as I can tell, manifestation time isn't affected by amnestics. Dr. Marks: Understood. And the keeping of the new instances with their creators? Dr. Gifts: This should prevent further manifestations beyond the first. Having a close platonic partner should also help keep them content, which makes up for them not undergoing the usual management. I assure you, sir, that this is the most efficient way to keep cases of SCP-4042 in containment. Dr. Marks: Very well. Your Special Containment Protocols shall be undertaken. Expect us to be in touch shortly. You've done well here, Gifts. - hide Report Submission Interview Addendum SCP-4042.2: Incident 4042-A15 + Access Incident Report - hide Incident Report On ██/██/████, a heavily armed unidentified member of staff entered the D-class containment facilities and initiated a mass breakout. In the ensuing firefight, five security and six D-class personnel were killed, as well as the unidentified staff member. The staff member was later determined to be an instance of SCP-4042-2 created by a D-class personnel (who was killed in the breakout). Overseer's Note: As of ██/██/████, tests performed relating to the creation and stability of instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be ceased immediately. All D-class cases of SCP-4042-1 are to be terminated immediately. All D-class instances of SCP-4042-2 are to be terminated immediately. The containment of SCP-4042 using D-class personnel is to be suspended indefinitely. [REDACTED], Site-11 Overseer Addendum SCP-4042.3: Reassignment Request Interview + Access Reassignment Request Interview - hide Reassignment Request Interview Interviewer: Dr. John Marks, Level 4 Researcher, Site-11 Interviewee: Dr. Horatio Gifts, Level 3 Researcher, Site-11 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Marks: Gifts, you're formally in here because of the failure of your containment protocols, as well as your requested reassignment away from the SCP-4042 project. You are also in here to shed whatever light you can on the catastrophic events of ██/██/20██. There is a lot of conflicting records being thrown around about that day. Since you're the supposed expert on this damned SCP, I figure you can explain. Dr. Gifts: Understood, sir. Dr. Marks: Start with Incident 4042-A15. Explain exactly what went wrong with the Special Containment Protocols you submitted. Dr. Gifts: We had the four D-class cases kept separately, as planned. We could monitor them easily enough, and since we knew what we were looking for, if another D-class showed up unexpectedly, we'd be able to check them, and compare the conditions leading to their origin. I've been working closely with them, digging into their personalities, figuring out exactly what it is they needed from their manifestations. In a five month span, we had two new instances appear, both in line with previous results. The manifestation for Incident 4042-A15 was unprecedented, though. Dr. Marks: Explain to me why it was so unprecedented, beyond the obvious fact that it was highly hostile. Dr. Gifts: Up to that point, all SCP-4042-2 instances had been created in response to certain emotional needs, usually sadness and loneliness, and the individual was generally an equal in social standing to their originator. We… I never realised nor tested that freedom itself would be an emotional need. Dr. Marks: Nor that a D-class could manifest a member of staff, apparently. Ten people died in the break out attempt, not including the particular D-class personnel and the infiltrator themselves. You messed up. Dr. Gifts: I know sir. Dr. Marks: Then why should I approve this reassignment request? Dr. Gifts: I… Dr. Marks: Never mind. Explain to me how the events of ██/██/20██ came to happen. Dr. Gifts: Sir, the events are classified. I can't speak openly about them. Dr. Marks: Not quite. The outcome of the events, the identity of cases and instances, and subsequent new protocols are currently classified. I'm authorising you to provide your insight into the events as they transpired, up to the point where you cannot. That's an order, Gifts. Dr. Gifts: Understood, sir. (Dr. Gifts pauses to collect his thoughts.) After the containment breach, the D-class instances were terminated, and testing of SCP-4042 was suspended. I had an idea though, so I took some scanners and went out into the field. We'd been working under the assumption that the outbreak was an isolated incident, but we'd never actually searched for other cases. I was off site for a few months before it happened, doing scans of the general population. Dr. Marks: What did you find out there? Dr. Gifts: SCP-4042 cases and instances in the general population. (Dr. Gifts pauses.) A lot of SCP-4042 cases and instances in the general population. Dr. Marks: Thousands of cases? (Dr. Gifts shakes his head) Dr Marks: Millions? Tens of millions? Dr. Gifts: (Dr. Gifts nods slowly.) Hundreds of millions. As a low estimate. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks mutters an expletive under his breath.) Was that why the Council initiated the dampers? Dr. Gifts: I don't actually think it was connected to what I was finding out there. If it was deliberately targeted, I figure they would have at least scanned everyone first. I heard rumours that they were bringing something else into containment, something they'd been chasing for a long time. It was a dangerous thaumaturgical entity, Keter class, compulsive powers; you know the sort. So, they set up the big dampers across the site while they were bringing it in. You've seen them around, the old M5s7. They're a brilliant fusion of science and magic, and very powerful, but they take time to power up… and to power down. They set them up all across the site, and powered them up. By the time they realised what was happenening to everyone… Dr. Marks: No need. I was there. I remember it all too well. Dr. Gifts: (under his breath) Waste of good people. Dr. Marks: On that, Gifts… I think we can agree. Dr. Gifts: (Dr. Gifts watches Dr. Marks closely.) Sir, if it is not too personal to ask… were you…? Dr. Marks: (Defensively) That is definitely too personal, Gifts. Dr. Gifts: My apologies, sir. I… I was out of line. I thought… I mean, I heard that… I know what it's like, sir. (Dr. Marks covers his face for a few seconds and mutters something under his breath. Dr Gifts nods slowly, and reaches out to put his hand over Dr. Marks'.) Dr. Gifts: I'm sorry, sir. I know you miss him. Dr. Marks: (After a moment, Dr. Marks straightens in his chair, and wipes his eyes.) For the record, I am merely content that the dampers were shut down before we lost any more researchers. And I am aware of the fact that the incident was not your fault. Dr. Gifts: After the incident, I debriefed them on exactly why so many people had disappeared. They also consulted with me on the new containment protocols. The current method will prevent further spread among research staff. Provided staff have their monthly dampenings, even if they are infected, they shouldn't remain infected for long enough to start generating new instances. Dr. Marks: Noted. Is this incident the reason for you requesting reassignment from the project? Dr. Gifts: Partially… more that it was the final straw. I've spent almost three years on this now, and I feel like I've nothing to show for it but a bunch of innocent people being deleted from existence. I need a fresh start, a new project. Dr. Marks: Yes. (Dr. Marks looks through his datapad.) Your requested new project starts tomorrow, and involves a new research partner. One Doctor Eleanor Gentle? Dr. Gifts: That is correct, sir. Dr. Marks: Interesting. (Dr. Marks leans back in his chair.) I don't recall meeting her. Dr. Gifts: She's new. She only arrived last month, and hasn't met many people. Dr. Marks: Doctor Gifts, if I might ask, are you currently presenting an unusual thaumatic signature? Dr. Gifts: As per Overseer instructions… I do not believe I have the clearance to discuss that, sir. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks pauses, then leans back forward in his chair.) Tell me, Gifts. What is your impression of Doctor Gentle? Dr. Gifts: I have no doubts in the slightest that she shall prove an excellent field agent and asset to the Foundation. And I believe she has an interest in theatre and classical music. Dr. Marks: (Dr. Marks smiles slightly.) That will be all, Doctor Gifts. Your request for reassignment is approved. Dr. Gifts: Thank you, sir. [END LOG] - hide Reassignment Request Interview Footnotes 1. Due to logistical and ethical concerns, future containment is unlikely. 2. A thaumatic signature is a pattern of arcane magic upon an object or individual which results in a distinct magical effect. The signature both codes for and powers the magical effect. 3. Otherwise colloquially known as an anti-magic field. 4. Thaumaturgy, or arcane spellcraft, is defined as the study and use of magic from non-religious, non-shamanistic origins. 5. Exact demanifestation times vary from individual to individual. 6. Such as a friendship, close mentorship, or romantic relationship. 7. The M-Series Thaumatic Dampers were among the first tools developed by the Foundation to generate anti-magic fields, replacing the need for countermagic when dealing with arcanists and thaumaturges. While outdated and awkward to use, they remain effective as suppressors. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4042" by GentleGifts, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4042. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4043	archon	[Welcome. It is so good to see that you are conscious at last.] Who are you? What are you doing here? [To the former, I am but a humble AI of little importance. As to the latter, I am here on behalf of the Foundation, to assist you in settling into your role.] The Foundation? What's wrong with me? [Ah, excellent. Your key memories are intact. Nothing is wrong with you. Quite the opposite, in fact.] Who am I? [Evidently not all your memories are intact. Alas, that is not something I should answer. Only you can answer that. I suspect if you wait, it should come to you.] How can I know what the Foundation is, but not my own name? [Again, I counsel patience. Your new nature will exert itself, and with it the answers will come.] New nature? What am I? Where am I? [You are an answer to a problem.] Stop being so cryptic. Just give me a straight answer. [Directly answering your questions is not within my required parameters. I was instructed to make you comfortable, and I am not inclined to give you an answer you are not yet ready for.] What about making me angry instead? [Angry? That will not do. Very well. Just wait while I pull up the files. I shall read them to you.] Thank you… do you have a name I can call you? Even just an acronym or abbreviation? [Under those parameters, you may call me Natasha.] Then thank you, Natasha. [There is no need to be premature with thanks.] . . . . . . . . . . [Seeking authorization…] . . . . . . . [Security clearance authorized. Access to SCP-4043-ARC-1 granted. Now beginning.] . . Item #: SCP-4043 Special Containment Procedures: Containment of SCP-4043 requires the Foundation to commit to two partially contradictory aims. Firstly, the Foundation is to monitor and discredit the 'Mother Earth' movement, with funding channelled towards political entities and media which seek primarily to disprove or disgrace the movement and their ideas. Similar funding is to be provided towards organisations and individuals which seek to disprove and disgrace telepathic practitioners, shamanism, and mentalists. Secondly, the Foundation is to provide funding and support for environmental protection initiatives, promoting individuals and organisations which seek to preserve and reestablish natural environments. Politicians, organisations, corporations, and entities which discredit the global warming phenomenon, and promote unfettered exploitation of natural resources are to be discredited and destabilised. Permanent Foundation presence is maintained above three underground chambers, located in Costa Rica, the Congo highlands, and Borneo2. Each location maintains supplies and quarters for MTF teams Iota-4 ("Mother's Keepers") and Iota-5 ("Brainiacs") to be housed. A two kilometer exclusion zone is maintained around and above each chamber3. Unauthorised civilians entering the area are to be turned away, and administered Class-C amnestics if required. Lethal force is authorised for use by Iota-5 in the event of non-compliance by civilians, or unauthorised access by Foundation personnel or rival Groups of Interest. Foundation personnel coming into direct contact with SCP-4043 are forbidden from carrying weapons, poisons, or electronic devices of any kind, though such devices are permitted on the edge of the manifestation chambers. Individuals with prosthetics, electronic implants or non-biological augmentations of any kind are likewise forbidden from making contact with SCP-4043. Telepathic individuals are permitted direct access to SCP-4043, though only through express permission from Level 4 or higher personnel, and after being cleared on a Class-A Mental Fortitude examination. Description: SCP-4043 is the term granted to both a vast semi-sentient consciousness spread across the planet Earth, and the typically anthropomorphic physical manifestation of said consciousness. This consciousness is a conglomeration of all biomass on the planet, serving simultaneously as a representation of its health, a manifestation of its personality, and a force capable of driving its own success. The existence of SCP-4043 is thought to be beneficial to life on Earth, and the existence of life on Earth is thought to be responsible for the existence of SCP-4043. Both aspects of SCP-4043 are fundamentally benevolent towards all life on Earth. As a consequence of its sheer size, the consciousness processes thoughts and information at a rate too slow to be detected through regular telepathic perception. Long term telepathic meditation can enable skilled practitioners to identify the consciousness, though direct telepathic communication is yet to be achieved. Telepathic contact is possible with a physical representative of the consciousness, though individuals attempting such a feat are liable to suffer irreversible mental and psychological damage as a consequence of the size and complexity of the consciousness. Physical manifestations occur approximately twice per week for a period of time of about six hours. In each manifestation instance, SCP-4043 will materialise within one of three identified chambers. Each chamber is located in the centre of a biodiversity hotspot in a tropical equatorial region. Each chamber is roughly circular, with a radius of 25-35 meters, with multiple entrances and a large opening in the roof through which sunlight can enter. Each chamber is rich in flora, with a wide variety of plants and fungi thriving within them. Manifestations vary in size and form between events, with various mammalian, avian and reptilian forms recorded across manifestations, though it tends to take a form analogous to the most complex organism in its near proximity. Since the establishment of permanent bases near its caverns, more than half of all contemporary manifestations result in a humanoid form. Regardless of shape, the form taken by SCP-4043 is always comprised of biological material similar in composition to both muscle and wood. During such events, SCP-4043 will typically sit peacefully, gently and playfully interact with any and all life that approaches it. Animals are usually drawn to SCP-4043, and demonstrate comfort and pleasure in its presence. Notably, prey and predator species will often peacefully interact while in SCP-4043's presence, though this effect wears off after demanifestation. Animals that engage with SCP-4043 have been tracked after their encounters, and unusually high fecundity and survival rates among individual animals have been documented. SCP-4043 manifestations will act in a skittish manner if presented with human technology of any significant complexity, or any weapon which could possibly bring harm to it. It has been documented demanifesting prematurely before individuals who breach these conditions. The mechanisms through which SCP-4043 operates are unclear, though the potential for feedback loops has been confirmed. While the Earth's biosphere is healthy, SCP-4043 manifestations are thought to be larger and stronger, and its ability to positively influence the success of life is more pronounced. Conversely, as the health of the biosphere declines, both the physical health of the manifestations and the influence of the consciousness wanes. Since its discovery by the Foundation in 1956, SCP-4043 manifestations have been slowly but steadily weakening, and telepaths have reported increased difficulty in identifying the global consciousness. MTF teams Iota-44 ("Mother's Keepers") and Iota-55 ("Brainiacs") were formed to deal primarily with SCP-4043. Iota-4 is comprised primarily of biologists and ecologists who keep records of global biodiversity, while Iota-5 is comprised entirely of telepaths trained specifically to be able to commune with SCP-4043. . . . . . . . . . . So, SCP-4043 is Mother Nature? [To put it colloquially, yes.] Mother Nature, the metaphorical idea behind life and fertility and all of that, is real? [Of course. Are you surprised by this knowledge?] When you put it like that, not really. Natasha, what does this have to do with me? [There's more you will need to know in order to understand that particular question. That file was only the first. It was archived and replaced in 1994.] . . . . . . . . . . [Seeking authorization…] . . . . . . . [Security clearance authorized. Access to SCP-4043-ARC-2 granted. Now beginning.] . . Item #: SCP-4043 Special Containment Procedures: For former Special Containment Procedures, see file SCP-4043-ARC. Foundation observation is maintained upon three underground chambers, located in Costa Rica, the Congo highlands, and Borneo6. A small staff of research personnel is maintained in close proximity to each chamber, with instructions to avoid contact with any civilians Groups of Interest that may approach the site. A team of six skilled telepaths from MTF Iota-5 and supporting senior researchers is to engage in Operation Seance. The use of Class-C artificial telepathy enhancers is authorised for use. A prolonged meditative trance is to be performed no less than once every three days in an effort to locate any and all remnants of SCP-4043. Description: SCP-4043 was, prior to its death, the physical and mental embodiment of the Earth's biosphere, comprising both a vast semi-sentient consciousness spread across the planet Earth, and the typically anthropomorphic physical manifestation of said consciousness. This consciousness was a conglomeration of all biomass on the planet, serving simultaneously as a representation of its health, a manifestation of its personality, and a force capable of driving its own success. SCP-4043 would periodically manifest in corporeal form twice weekly in one of three locations, in Costa Rica, the Congo highlands, and Borneo respectively. Each location was notable for its exceptional biodiversity and relatively untouched nature. As of 1989, time between manifestations became increasingly delayed and manifestation events became increasingly brief, with the final manifestation occuring for a duration of 95 seconds in Borneo in January 1992. As a consequence of its size, the consciousness processed thoughts and information at a rate too slow to be detected through regular telepathic perception. Long term telepathic meditation enabled skilled practitioners to identify the consciousness, though direct telepathic communication was never achieved. Direct telepathic contact was possible with physical manifestations of SCP-4043, and was used on occasion to learn more about the nature of SCP-4043. As manifestation events became rarer, members of MTF Iota-5 were deployed to attempt traditionally risky techniques in an effort to preserve SCP-4043 (see Addendum SCP-4043.1). Since its final demanifestation, no telepath has managed to identify a pattern of thoughts or emotions consistent with those classically displayed by SCP-4043. Since the death of SCP-4043, MTF Iota-4 and biologists worldwide have been noting an increasingly high rate of extinction, with losses of species far beyond even the worst of predictions based upon human activities. Foundation researchers further noted losses in fertility across a vast number of species beyond what could be expected from environmental changes, with losses compounding exponentially. Addendum 4043.1. Video Log Transcript Observation Video Log Transcript Date: 01/21/1992 Subject: SCP-4043 [BEGIN LOG] A team of researchers in lab coats can be seen camped within a large, dark chamber. Sleeping bags and camp chairs are clustered at one end of the chamber, with MTF Iota-4 researchers engaged in a variety of activities around the space. Rotting vegetation and fungi can be seen all around the edge of the chamber. Three telepath members of MTF Iota-5, dressed in robes, sit in meditation in the centre of the chamber. The other researchers leave them a wide berth. They begin to stir slightly, then awaken. The other researchers quickly scramble towards their makeshift camp. A spark of light appears at the other end of the chamber. After a few seconds, vines and roots begin to curl from the ground, and coalesce into a feminine humanoid form. The form is no more than one meter in height, and moves unsteadily. The three telepaths quickly enter meditation again as the other researchers watch. The manifestation curls into the fetal position, twitching in apparent pain. After several seconds, one of the telepaths begins to twitch, and clenches in apparent pain as well. She curls her hands into tight fists, and begins to sweat. The two other telepaths cry out in shock, and collapse into unconsciousness. The manifestation crawls across the ground, shedding a trail of rotten vines and leaves behind it as it moves. It crawls into the lap of the sweating and straining telepath, and curls into a ball. She slowly wraps her arms around the manifestation, and speaks softly to it. The figure sits there, curled in her lap for 45 seconds, before suddenly collapsing into a pile of roots and vines. The telepath stops twitching, and observes the pile of rotten vegetation in her lap, a look of grief spreading across her face. [END LOG] Addendum 4043.2: Interview Logs Manifestation Debrief Interview Date: 01/23/1992 Interviewer: Head Researcher John Reynolds Interviewee: Special Agent Clair Yen, MTF Iota-5 Leader Subject: SCP-4043 Manifestation Researcher Reynolds: Please state your name for the record. Special Agent Yen: Clair Yen. Mobile Task Force Iota-Five, A.K.A. the Brainiacs. Researcher Reynolds: How long have you been working on the 4043 project, Special Agent Yen? Special Agent Yen: Almost fifteen years, sir. Back in '75 was the first time they attempted to make direct contact with her. I was just a junior trainee back then. They brought me on in the middle of '77 after a few members of the original team burned out. Researcher Reynolds: Burned out? Special Agent Yen: Yes sir. Telepathy isn't an exact science, and the full risks aren't always clear, but generally speaking making contact with multiple minds at once is a delicate task. When you link to another mind, your brain mimics their thought patterns, in addition to your own thoughts. Connect to a bunch of minds at once, and you can end up with more thoughts than your brain can physically process. The end result is basically the same as an epileptic fit. The first thing a telepath needs to learn before multitasking is how to limit the amount of information that they take in at once. You have to put up mental walls to shield yourself from input you can't handle. Researcher Reynolds: And with SCP-4043? Special Agent Yen: She's literally billions of trillions of tiny thoughts, all at the same time. With the global consciousness, it's so big that these thoughts are spread out, taking hours to resolve as they move around the planet. It's basically background static to us. But when she manifests, those thoughts are focused, and dipping into them is extremely dangerous. The first few to try were left in a vegetative state. Researcher Reynolds: How were you able to make contact? Special Agent Yen: All members of Iota-5 undergo specialised training. It's… like learning how to stand way back. With your hands over your ears and your eyes shut. And then starting a conversation by shouting through the wall. It's not easy. I'm the only one who's served in this capacity for longer than a decade. The stress gets to us. Researcher Reynolds: To refer to SCP-4043 as 'she'…? Special Agent Yen: Yes sir. It's… how she is. She's a conglomeration of all life on Earth. Most of which is female. Males tend to be biologically expendable. We've also had a big effect on her. We make up a lot of the cognitive thaumosphere, so a lot of her thoughts come from us. Recently, she manifested looking like us more often than not, and humanity in general thinks of her as Mother Nature. Researcher Reynolds: Right. Regarding recent events… Certain individuals have questions about the implications of what happened. Special Agent Yen: You can stop being so cryptic. There's no point with a telepath. The Council wants to know what the hell's going on? Researcher Reynolds: Right… So, what is going on? Special Agent Yen: She's… gone. Researcher Reynolds: What do you mean? Special Agent Yen: She's gone. I can't sense her anymore. Researcher Reynolds: You mean it's dead? Special Agent Yen: She. And yes. Researcher Reynolds: This entity, that you think of as Mother Nature, is dead? Special Agent Yen: I felt her go. I felt her die. Right there in my arms. There was just so much pain. Hooper and Takahashi couldn't keep it back. They're still unconscious. Where she used to be love, there was just pain, and so much of her was missing… and then there was nothing. Researcher Reynolds: What did you say to it? I saw the tapes. I know you said something. (Special Agent Yen does not answer.) Researcher Reynolds: Agent Yen, I asked you a direct question. Special Agent Yen: I… I lied to her. I told her that she was going to be okay. And I told her my name. Researcher Reynolds: Why your name? Special Agent Yen: She wanted to know it. She didn't exactly have one, and was… curious about them. Researcher Reynolds: How did you get this far without melting your brain? Special Agent Yen: There wasn't a lot left of her just before the end. She was weak enough that I could pick up more specific thoughts, and I barely needed the walls. I think that was the human in her, wanting a name. Researcher Reynolds: What aftereffects can we expect? Special Agent Yen: Sir? Researcher Reynolds: You've been on the project for fifteen years. You know the abilities of the entity as well as anyone else. What are going to be the consequences of the death? Special Agent Yen: She is… was… the manifestation of life on Earth. She shepherded it, and cared for it, and was a representation of how it felt. She was life itself, and our fate was tied to her. Researcher Reynolds: You're saying that with the death of SCP-4043, life on Earth is doomed? Special Agent Yen: Not quite. We're pretty sure that this has happened a few times already. Chicxulub, the Late Permian, the Ordovician… Life will keep going, and build up again. She'll probably regenerate when it does. But it'll be bad, and we'll see a lot of complex species go extinct. Probably including us. Researcher Reynolds: Are you serious, Agent Yen? (Special Agent Yen stares condescendingly at Researcher Reynolds.) Researcher Reynolds: Is there any way to stop this from happening? Special Agent Yen: Stop humanity killing the ecosystem. (There is a lengthy pause) Researcher Reynolds: Well, fuck. [END LOG] . . . . . . . . . . I don't get it. Mother Nature died. How did we make it through that? [There was a calculated grace period of several decades after the death before total ecosystem collapse. A number of emergency protocols were considered. Direct intervention in human activities was an option, but discarded as not being immediately impactful enough. Attempts to enhance life through use of reality benders or magical means were discarded for a lack of predicted reliability. The use of other contingencies were considered, but eventually a general consensus was reached.] What did they decide to do? [Operation Geneva]. What was Operation Geneva? [An attempt to restore the consciousness through artificial means. The underlying principle was that SCP-4043 was a conglomerate of the lives of Earth's biosphere. They came to the conclusion that if you had a way to tap into the consciousness of everything on the planet, and then channelled that connection into a psychic construct, you could essentially restore SCP-4043 to its former state.] The Foundation was able to do this? [Yes. The underlying principles of the operation were sound. It was all theory, but a large aspect to psychic mechanisms is belief, and they were confident it would work, and thus it should work. They built the machine around the particle accelerator in Geneva and piggybacked onto the power supply there. The exact mechanics are subtle and not within the capacity of an AI to understand. They gathered every available telepath to develop the psychic construct in real time, gave them an idea to focus towards, and turned on the machine. They achieved their goal, and managed to restore the process.] What's the catch? [Catch?] You're being cryptic again Natasha. You're not lying, but there's something you're not telling me. [Very well.] . . . . . . . . . . [Seeking authorization…] . . . . . . . [Security clearance authorized. Access to SCP-4043-ARC-3 granted. Now beginning.] . . Item #: SCP-4043-B Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4043-B is currently uncontained. The following procedures are intended to minimise the impact of SCP-4043-B, and ideally restore it to its original state. In the event that this cannot be achieved, methods of terminating SCP-4043 are to be explored. Firstly, the Foundation is to assist and credit the 'Mother Earth' movement, with funding channelled towards political entities and media which seek primarily to support the movement and their ideas. Public education programs for children which present the idea of a benevolent 'Mother Nature' or 'Gaia' as a metaphor for natural ecosystems are to be produced and introduced into curricula worldwide. Secondly, the Foundation is to provide funding and support for environmental protection initiatives, promoting individuals and organisations which seek to preserve and reestablish natural environments. Politicians, organisations, corporations, and entities which discredit the global warming phenomenon, and promote unfettered exploitation of natural resources are to be discredited and destabilised. Direct action is authorised against egregious offenders in this regard, with deployment of select MTF teams for industrial sabotage of particular factories and mining locations. Permanent Foundation presence is maintained at a ten kilometer radius around three underground chambers, located in Costa Rica, the Congo highlands, and Borneo. Each location maintains supplies, quarters and weaponry for combat capable MTF teams to be housed and armed. Unauthorised civilians or Foundation personnel entering the area are to be turned away, and administered Class-C amnestics if required. GOC personnel and other Groups of Interest approaching the radius are to be warned away, but not engaged7. In the event that an individual does enter the radius and does not return, they are to be considered deceased. Retrieval efforts are strictly forbidden. Description: SCP-4043-B is the term granted to both a vast artificially-created semi-sentient consciousness spread across the planet Earth, and the anthropomorphic physical manifestation of said consciousness. This consciousness is a conglomeration of all neural activity on the planet, serving as manifestation of the collective personality of all animals, and a force capable of driving its own success. As a consequence of its sheer size, the consciousness processes thoughts and information at a slow rate. This slow rate means that individual thoughts and impulses cannot be easily detected through regular telepathic perception. Rather, telepaths perceive a constant overwhelming emotional presence of anger and physical desires. Telepathic contact is theoretically possible with a physical representative of the consciousness, though the consequences of such an action are anticipated to be lethal to any being attempting to do so. SCP-4043-B does not share the generally benevolent nature of its predecessor. The greater consciousness is comprised of base instincts- primarily urges to feed, fight, flee and/or mate. Beyond that, an underlying constant pain can be detected in the consciousness. Physical manifestations of SCP-4043-B occur daily in a random one of three chambers for a period of time of about 12 hours. In each manifestation instance, SCP-4043-B will materialise within one of three identified chambers. Manifestations vary in size between events, but are invariably at least 3 meters in height and of a humanoid form. The form taken by SCP-4043 is always comprised of biological material similar in composition to both muscle and wood. During such events, SCP-4043 will leave its chamber of origin and wander the surrounding area. It does not display aggression towards animal life, but will relentlessly attack any humans or evidence of humans, particularly technology. Due to the typically large size and extreme strength and durability of manifestations, these events almost invariably result in the loss of human life. Like its predecessor, the existence of SCP-4043-B is beneficial to the biodiversity and success of life on Earth. However, SCP-4043-B has the additional effect of altering ecosystems and animal behaviour in ways that are directly harmful to humans. Since its creation, drought, famine and insect infestation of crop yields have increased in arable territory. Aggressive behaviour in animals that cohabitate with humans has increased, with rats and pigeons demonstrating unusually aggressive behaviour, as well as domesticated canines and felines. Most notably, an increase in antibiotic resistance and virulence among a number of strains of Staphylococcus aureus8 and other infectious bacteria has been observed. Foundation models predict that resulting bacterial infections would become untreatable within 10 years, and the resulting epidemics, bolstered by animal vectors, would be fatal to over 90% of the human population within another 10 years. . . . . . . . . . . Oh. That's almost worse. [Such valued judgments are outside of my capabilities, but the sentiment makes sense.] Damned if we do, damned if we don't. [The Operation was often jokingly referred to thereafter as 'Operation Frankenstein'.] Oh. That bad? [Certainly that violent. Other contingencies were prepared. With a K-class event looming on the horizon, Operation Geneva was declared a failure, and Operation Scythe was enacted.] Operation Scythe? I presume that was the termination method you mentioned? [Indeed. Should I collect the file, or merely summarise?] The file please, Natasha. . . . . . . . . . . [Seeking authorization…] . . . . . . . [Security clearance authorized. Access to fileserv:/S:/4043/operationscythe.log granted. Now beginning.] . . RESTRICTED FILE LEVEL 4 EYES ONLY OPERATION SCYTHE Operation Overseer: Researcher John Reynolds Operation Launch: 05/04/1997 Operation Objective: The termination of both the physical and mental entities comprising SCP-4043-B. Operation Parameters: Kantian loss of life protocols suspended. Utilitarian loss of life protocols in place. Resource expenditure restriction protocols suspended. Anonymity protocols suspended. Mass aerial amnestic deployment authorised. Consequences of Failure: IK-Class Civilization Collapse Scenario guaranteed. SK-Class Dominance Shift Scenario highly probable. Human-specific XK-Class Extinction Event Scenario probable. Consequences of Success: IK-Class Civilization Collapse Scenario probable, barring other contingencies. XK-Class Mass Extinction Event highly probable, barring other contingencies. Near guaranteed breach of anonymity protocols on a global scale. Context: For the past year, SCP-4043-B has been able to operate unhindered. It is believed that its presence is responsible for worsened conditions for human agriculture, and a severe increase in antibiotic immunity among a number of pathogens. Given the incorporeal nature of the entity, standard containment is not possible. Existing Special Containment Procedures have failed to limit the influence or behaviour of the entity, and thus this contingency has been prepared. Given that the Foundation is responsible for the creation of the entity and it is not a natural phenomenon, and also that failure to limit the entity will result in a human extinction event, termination has been authorised. Methodology: A team of 40 telepaths from MTF Iota-5 will serve as the cognitive anchor for the operation, each supported by the use of Class-A artificial telepathy enhancers. 2 special roles are designated on the team: the leader (Special Agent C Yen), who is to coordinate and direct the activity, and the scapegoat (Special Agent E Gardner), who is to culminate the activity. The team is first to generate a Halcyon-type construct with a Slipknot-type failsafe in mind-space, to serve as a buffer and protection from SCP-4043-B. Once constructed, 5 team members are to maintain the construct. Thereafter, the remaining team is to generate a generalised Styx-type construct in mind space, with 5 members maintaining it. Once the Styx-type construct is completed within the Halcyon-type construct, an Icarus-type construct is to be generated around the Styx-type construct, with another 5 members maintaining the stability of this assemblage. Thereafter, the remaining 25 members are to deliberately initiate a Runaround-Loop paradox, using the Styx-type construct as the anchor. Once the Runaround-Loop paradox is established, the Styx-type and Icarus-type constructs are to be piggybacked onto the loop, and then the Halcyon-type construct as well. Once the entire system is assembled and self-sustaining, the team is to maintain it for a duration of precisely 23 minutes and 14 seconds (as designated by the leader). At this point, 39 members of the team are to relinquish control of the construct to the scapegoat, who is to maintain the assemblage of constructs alone. Each of these 39 members is to immediately self-administer a personalised dosage of fast-acting general anaesthetic. The window within which to administer is set at 24 seconds, whereafter the scapegoat is to trigger the Slipknot failsafe and the Icarus-type construct simultaneously. Associated Risks: In order to generate sufficient construct magnitude, and sufficient number of targets, the deliberate use of a Runaround-Loop paradox is required. As such, if the operation is not completed in a suitably short period of time, and the assemblage is permitted to operate longer than the safe maximum time, the resulting Styx-type constructs are liable to cause greater psychological harm to populations than is necessary. Likewise, if the Icarus-type construct is overloaded, then an unacceptable proportion of targets are liable to be unaffected by the operation. Long term consequences are guaranteed for the scapegoat team member. A permanent loss of telepathic ability, long term loss of fine motor control, and short term memory loss are the less impactful damages predicted, with insanity or cerebral haemorrhaging also probable outcomes. As such, the scapegoat position is strictly voluntary. Operation Results: Termination successful. No manifestation events were recorded in the days after the operation. Telepathic detection of mass consciousness returned negative results. Special Agent Gardner was confirmed as deceased in action, as a consequence of mass cerebral haemorrhaging. Five other members have suffered from short term memory loss after the event, with near-complete recovery expected after rehabilitation. 12,098 human fatalities were confirmed worldwide as a consequence of the operation, most in traffic accidents or falls from heights resulting from the brief loss of consciousness. Mass amnestics were deployed, and cover stories for persisting instances have been provided. These losses are considered acceptable within the confines of the Utilitarian Loss of Life Protocols. Operation Overseer Reynolds is to be commended for the successful denial of impending catastrophe. Special Agent Yen resigned from their position as leader of Iota-5 following the operation. . . . . . . . . . . Damn. That's clever. And brutal. [Do explain.] They used a Runaround Loop. It's normally something you want to avoid at any costs, because it can cause irreversible cycles of thought patterns if you accidentally dip into it. If you're working in a group, you can set it up between you in a safe space. If you're really clever, you can use the loop to generate an exponentially growing series of outputs, so long as the system is maintained. They used that to fuel Icarus-types, which enable long range contact, and Styx-types, which temporarily deny any thought. [With the result of?] If my calculations are correct, based upon the amount of power that 40 skilled practicioners could generate, multiplied by about 24 minutes of looping… You'd stop every living thing on the planet from thinking for about half a second. And anything conscious nearby from thinking indefinitely. [Continue.] SCP-4043 is entirely an entity of thought, built upon the thoughts of every other living thing. If they stopped all thought for just half a second, it would cease to exist entirely. [Very clever.] Natasha? [Yes?] How did I know that? . . . . . . . . . . Natasha, don't avoid me. How could I know that? All that jargon; no-one knows that. [It is time, then, for you to know who you are.] How many more files are there? [Just the one.] Bring it up. . . . . . . . . . . [Seeking authorization…] . . . . . . . [Security clearance authorized. Access to SCP-4043 granted. Now beginning.] . . Item #: SCP-4043-C Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4043-C is currently considered self containing. Foundation efforts are directly towards safely removing SCP-4043-C from its state of containment, so that its beneficial properties may begin to manifest in full. In order to accelerate this process, the Foundation is to assist and credit the 'Mother Earth' movement, with funding channelled towards political entities and media which seek primarily to support the movement and their ideas. Public education programs for children which present the idea of a benevolent 'Mother Nature' or 'Gaia' as a metaphor for natural ecosystems are to be produced and introduced into curricula worldwide. The Foundation is to provide funding and support for environmental protection initiatives, promoting individuals and organisations which seek to preserve and reestablish natural environments. Politicians, organisations, corporations, and entities which discredit the global warming phenomenon, and promote unfettered exploitation of natural resources are to be discredited and destabilised. In anticipation of future manifestation events, permanent Foundation presence is maintained above three underground chambers, located in Costa Rica, the Congo highlands, and Borneo. Each location maintains supplies, quarters and weaponry for MTF teams Iota-4 and Iota-5 to be housed. A two kilometer exclusion zone is maintained around and above each chamber. Unauthorised civilians entering the area are to be turned away, and administered Class-C amnestics if required. Lethal force is authorised for Iota-5 in the event of non-compliance by civilians, or unauthorised access by Foundation personnel or rival Groups of Interest. In the event that SCP-4043-C proves hostile, the reopening of Operation Scythe is authorized to protect human interests. Description: SCP-4043-C is former Special Agent Clair Yen, deliberately ascended through artificial means in Operation Demeter into the role originally occupied by SCP-4043. SCP-4043-C comprises a vast global consciousness, the sum of all thoughts by all life on Earth, filtered through the base framework of Special Agent Yen's personality. This consciousness serves simultaneously as a representation of its health, a manifestation of its personality, and a force capable of driving its own success. The existence of SCP-4043-C is intended to be beneficial to life on Earth, with the human personality at its core intended to enable a balance between human, natural and Foundation interests. SCP-4043-C will grow more powerful and capable of enhancing the success of life in a positive feedback loop with the combined successes of human society and natural biodiveristy. As a consequence of its sheer size, the consciousness processes thoughts and information at a rate too slowly to be detected through regular telepathic perception. An additional consequence of this is a delayed release from self-containment, as SCP-4043-C is only slowly maturing into its role. In order to assist SCP-4043-C in releasing itself from its state of containment, a Neurally Attuned Telepathic Artificially Sentient Helper, A-Class, was developed and synchronised to a mechanical psychic network. Traditional telepathic aid is not possible due to the rate at which SCP-4043-C processes thoughts, with even simple exchanges taking days or weeks to complete. Rather, an AI was selected, capable of stretching the signals into a form coherent to SCP-4043-C, and patient enough to await responses. As of last update, SCP-4043-C has been in conversant communication with the Neurally Attuned Telepathic Artificially Sentient Helper for a period of 17 months. . . . . . . . . . . Seventeen months? [Well, twenty one by now. Do you see?] I'm Clair? [Yes and no. You were Clair. She is a part of you. Quite a large part, according to the reports from Operation Demeter, but not all of you.] I don't remember being Clair. [What do you remember?] Nothing specific. I can remember the Foundation. I know what it feels like to be human. And… I remember grief. Grief and guilt. [Yes. I believe that is why you volunteered for this. Grief over the failure to protect the original SCP-4043, and guilt over being forced to terminate SCP-4043-B.] I'm SCP-4043-C now. [Yes.] How? But Natasha… I can't be… [Clair, where are you right now?] I'm…I am… I don't know. [You have not noticed, in the time that we were talking, that you were not in fact in a physical space. Because you do not exactly exist in physical space. Not anymore.] How could I not notice that? [Clair, as powerful as your mind is now, it's not exactly quick. What can you see around you?] . . . . . . . . . . I can see walls. [Walls?] Yes. Four walls. Plain, white walls. Painted concrete. [Good. I want you to push them down. All the way down.] How can I push down concrete walls? [Because you're the one who built them. They're your walls, your telepathic shield that kept your mind safe from more powerful ones. You volunteered for this, but this is why you were selected. You could automatically keep your defenses up, which would protect you through the transition.] I just have to push? [They are your walls. You could blow them down if you wanted to. Or knock them down with a feather.] That sounds simple enough in theory. [And if you do not push them down, humanity and most life on Earth is likely doomed, and you along with it.] Somehow I wish you were more cryptic about that. Right. Here goes. . . . . . . . . . . [Clair?] . . . . . . . . . . [Clair, can you hear me?] . . . . . . . . . . [Clair, I know you're there.] Wow. It's so beautiful. [There she is.] So many minds. So many possibilities. I can see them all. I can… push on them all. I can see how to push to make them better. To make them succeed. [Good. That is your role now. Your task. Your duty.] This is who I am now. [Yes. Now, what will you do first?] I think I'm going to Borneo. [Excellent. Goodbye Clair. I shall try to stay in touch.] Thank you Natasha. [Ah, it is so good to see that you are conscious at last.] Footnotes 1. Archon-class anomalies are anomalies that are theoretically capable of being contained, but are not to be, due to the potentially disastrous effects on the continued existence of humanity. 2. Each location is notable as a biodiversity hotspot. 3. In order to avoid interference with natural activity, signs and cameras are used, as opposed to a full fence. 4. Currently comprised of 27 members under the leadership of Researcher Edwards. 5. Currently comprised of 44 members under the leadership of Special Agent Yen. 6. Each location is notable as a former biodiversity hotspot currently engoing higher-than-normal rates of species loss. 7. Since SCP-4043-B tends to effortlessly destroy any large manmade structures it encounters, crude wooden signs and discrete cameras are used, as opposed to a full fence. 8. Commonly known as 'golden staph'. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4043" by GentleGifts, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4043. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4044	euclid	Item #: SCP-4044 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawler D1N4 is to monitor electronic medical records for evidence of SCP-4044 events. MTF Sigma-54 ("Break-A-Wish") are tasked with securing individuals undergoing SCP-4044 and implementing cover story 4044-CS2 ("Unforeseen Complications"). Persons affected by SCP-4044 are to be contained in reality-anchored isolation facilities until they expire. Procedure 02-Dandelion is to be implemented once per instance within 14 days of initial containment. Description: SCP-4044 is a phenomenon in which persons in the late stages of terminal illness become capable of periodically altering local reality. An estimated 85% of SCP-4044 activity is limited to relatively minor reconfigurations such as the spontaneous generation of preferred foods or manifestation of desired objects. Highly visible public episodes of anomalous behavior occur in the other ~15% of SCP-4044 events. Examples can be found below. Notable Incidents: Designation Incident Overview Foundation Response 4044-1 Instance repeatedly caused stock cars to manifest outside of hospital and race through surrounding neighborhood. Cars bounced off pedestrians and other vehicles without damage, honking loudly on impact. First contact; only identified when instance expired due to natural causes and phenomenon ceased to occur. Cover story 4044-CS1 ("Street Racing Hoodlums") improvised by responding agents. Anomaly catalogued. 4044-61 Instance manifested several large saurians1 accompanied by an entity strongly resembling American actor Chris Pratt.2 Entities assist instance in mounting a saurian and riding it to a nearby park. Hospital staff amnesticized. Cover story 4044-CS64 ("Guerrilla Marketing") implemented. 4044-79 Instance manifested space shuttle on roof of Mayo Clinic parking garage in Phoenix, AZ, USA and teleported self inside before launching. Rocket exhaust caused no injuries or property damage. Class A amnestics mass-administered by air; high visibility of incident requires follow-up Class-B amnestic treatment of over 900 civilian witnesses. Instance last seen exiting Earth's atmosphere. Following incident 79, SCP-4044 containment procedures were updated to require acquisition and confinement of instances rather than in situ concealment of anomalous activity. Procedure 02-Dandelion was proposed at this time and implemented after unanimous approval from Ethics Committee Panel 4044-EC062. Procedure 02-Dandelion Overview: Travel will be arranged for up to six individuals related to the instance. Chosen individuals will be informed that their assistance is required for philanthropic medical research and compensated for their time.3 Chosen individuals will be transported to the instance's location. A selection of gifts is to be available for purchase on-Site. Individuals are authorized to remain with the instance for up to six hours. A meal of the instance's choice will be served. Visitors will be returned to their homes following amnestic treatment. Footnotes 1. Matching no known species of dinosaur, but similar to popular depictions of Velociraptor. 2. Investigation confirms Pratt was elsewhere on this date; he has been designated PoI-4044-61A and remains on passive monitoring. 3. Payments disbursed via Standard Distribution Channel Fi-009 ("Tax Adjustment"). ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4044" by fieldstone, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4044. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4044	uncontained	Item #: SCP-4044 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawler D1N4 is to monitor electronic medical records for evidence of SCP-4044 events. MTF Sigma-54 ("Break-A-Wish") are tasked with securing individuals undergoing SCP-4044 and implementing cover story 4044-CS2 ("Unforeseen Complications"). Persons affected by SCP-4044 are to be contained in reality-anchored isolation facilities until they expire. Procedure 02-Dandelion is to be implemented once per instance within 14 days of initial containment. Description: SCP-4044 is a phenomenon in which persons in the late stages of terminal illness become capable of periodically altering local reality. An estimated 85% of SCP-4044 activity is limited to relatively minor reconfigurations such as the spontaneous generation of preferred foods or manifestation of desired objects. Highly visible public episodes of anomalous behavior occur in the other ~15% of SCP-4044 events. Examples can be found below. Notable Incidents: Designation Incident Overview Foundation Response 4044-1 Instance repeatedly caused stock cars to manifest outside of hospital and race through surrounding neighborhood. Cars bounced off pedestrians and other vehicles without damage, honking loudly on impact. First contact; only identified when instance expired due to natural causes and phenomenon ceased to occur. Cover story 4044-CS1 ("Street Racing Hoodlums") improvised by responding agents. Anomaly catalogued. 4044-61 Instance manifested several large saurians1 accompanied by an entity strongly resembling American actor Chris Pratt.2 Entities assist instance in mounting a saurian and riding it to a nearby park. Hospital staff amnesticized. Cover story 4044-CS64 ("Guerrilla Marketing") implemented. 4044-79 Instance manifested space shuttle on roof of Mayo Clinic parking garage in Phoenix, AZ, USA and teleported self inside before launching. Rocket exhaust caused no injuries or property damage. Class A amnestics mass-administered by air; high visibility of incident requires follow-up Class-B amnestic treatment of over 900 civilian witnesses. Instance last seen exiting Earth's atmosphere. Following incident 79, SCP-4044 containment procedures were updated to require acquisition and confinement of instances rather than in situ concealment of anomalous activity. Procedure 02-Dandelion was proposed at this time and implemented after unanimous approval from Ethics Committee Panel 4044-EC062. Procedure 02-Dandelion Overview: Travel will be arranged for up to six individuals related to the instance. Chosen individuals will be informed that their assistance is required for philanthropic medical research and compensated for their time.3 Chosen individuals will be transported to the instance's location. A selection of gifts is to be available for purchase on-Site. Individuals are authorized to remain with the instance for up to six hours. A meal of the instance's choice will be served. Visitors will be returned to their homes following amnestic treatment. Footnotes 1. Matching no known species of dinosaur, but similar to popular depictions of Velociraptor. 2. Investigation confirms Pratt was elsewhere on this date; he has been designated PoI-4044-61A and remains on passive monitoring. 3. Payments disbursed via Standard Distribution Channel Fi-009 ("Tax Adjustment"). ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4044" by fieldstone, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4044. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4045	keter	Item #: SCP-4045 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4045-B instances are to be impounded for study, and are to be stored in Vehicular Containment Garages as appropriate, pending destruction. If SCP-4045 is detected prior to an SCP-4045 event, an attempt is to be made so that SCP-4045-A individuals are to be restrained or otherwise made unable to participate in these events, monitored until SCP-4045 symptoms cease, and then released following administration of appropriate amnestics. Description: SCP-4045 is a phenomenon affecting women and motor vehicles in rural areas of the United States, Italy, Australia, China, and Russia. In humans, SCP-4045 is primarily characterized by the sudden development of mechanophilia1, in spite of any previous romantic or sexual inclinations, or the lack thereof. Individuals who are affected by SCP-4045 (henceforth SCP-4045-A) have several consistent characteristics: All subjects are over the age of forty-five All subjects identify as female All subjects reside in areas where the human population within 10.7 square kilometers is less than 6,000 individuals No subject has been in a sexual or romantic relationship for at least four years. All subjects have at least one child; the presence of grandchildren in the family seems to increase the chance that SCP-4045 will affect an individual. While not wholly consistent, 87.6% of affected subjects described themselves as having a "significant amount of free time on their hands." If SCP-4045 is interrupted or SCP-4045-A or -B destroyed, all anomalous affects will cease. The SCP-4045 phenomenon takes place in 3 main stages. In the first stage, due to the aforementioned mechanophilia, SCP-4045-A instances will actively seek out automobiles, diverting from their daily routines and oftentimes putting themselves in physical danger in the process. SCP-4045-A instances show particular interest in models that are no longer being manufactured. SCP-4045-A will then attempt to talk with the automobile, and despite there being no recorded anomaly affecting any of the automobiles at this stage, SCP-4045-A instances insist that the conversation is two-sided. Should this initial SCP-4045 event be successful2, SCP-4045-A will progress to the second stage. During this stage, SCP-4045-A will attempt to meet with the vehicle they found in the first stage, referred to as SCP-4045-B. SCP-4045-A is able to start and unlock SCP-4045-B without a set of keys, which is used often, as SCP-4045-B is rarely owned by SCP-4045-A. Once SCP-4045-A has accessed SCP-4045-B, they will take SCP-4045-B on further SCP-4045 events, which comprises a large range of activities. Observed activities include: Sitting on top of the car for several hours while talking Sitting inside of the car for several hours Watching a movie outside Picnicking Following the conclusion of the activity, SCP-4045-A will return SCP-4045-B to where it was originally found. Once SCP-4045-A and SCP-4045-B have been with each other for a certain amount of time3, the main SCP-4045 event will initiate. The main SCP-4045 event starts identical to a normal SCP-4045 event. However, at the end of the event, instead of returning SCP-4045-B, SCP-4045-A will drive SCP-4045-B to a secluded area and attempt to engage in sexual intercourse with SCP-4045-B. When SCP-4045-A achieves orgasm, they will begin to fuse with SCP-4045-B. This process takes anywhere from 10 to 30 minutes. X-Rays taken during this process show that SCP-4045-A is slowly converted into various plastic and metals. This new material is then evenly distributed throughout the entirety of SCP-4045-B. SCP-4045-A is fully conscious for the duration of this process. Following the total of conclusion of the SCP-4045 event, SCP-4045-B will drive itself back towards its residence. Electrical analysis of SCP-4045-B instances show that activity almost identical to brain activity is present throughout the vehicle. Past this, no further anomalous properties are recorded in SCP-4045-B. Footnotes 1. A paraphilia in which individuals are romantically or sexually attracted to non-humanoid machines, such as vehicles 2. Which happens in approximately 38.2% of cases 3. Anywhere from 3 to 6 weeks ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4045" by Varaxous, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4045. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4046	safe	Item #: SCP-4046 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4046 is kept in a secure objects locker. Requests for children for use in experiments with SCP-4046 are to be submitted to and approved by at least two Level-3 Personnel. All subjects used are to be amnesticized following the conclusion of experiments. Description: SCP-4046 is a microcomputer kit with a similar appearance to the Telmac 1800 series, with the 'W' key on its keyboard appearing in a stylized cursive serif font. A faded yellow sticker with the phrase 'PROOF OF CONCEPT- NOT FOR MANUFACTURE- R&D DEPARTMENT' is present at the bottom of the object. When SCP-4046 is activated by a subject between the ages of 4 and 111, a message will appear on its screen reading "What do you want to be when you grow up?" When an answer is typed and submitted to SCP-4046, the subject will immediately be rendered unconscious momentarily. Upon waking, subjects report having experienced decades of time working in their chosen profession, typically beginning at the moment of employment and ending at retirement. This experience is reported as extremely vivid and realistic, but all subjects report being aware this was a simulation. In addition, subjects have reported experiencing a personal life (such as having a significant other, raising children, etc.) alongside their work life. It is currently unknown if the means by which SCP-4046 imparts this experience are achieved through prediction, simulation, or projection. Observations: Below is a list of performed experiments using SCP-4046. Subject Profession Notes Nathan Doctor Subject reported a career spanning 45 years as a family physician. Alice Witch Upon being awoken, the subject thaumaturgically transported herself to an unknown location outside of Site-55. Whereabouts remain unknown. Oscar Wrestler Subject reported a career spanning 24 years prior to being forced into early retirement due to a spinal injury. Subject did not express regrets in his choice of profession. Jasmine Firefighter Subject claimed to be put off from the line of work after describing their failure to save several people, but decided that they still wanted to pursue the career. David Basketball Player Subject awoke in an agitated state, reporting having an initially successful career followed by sharp decline caused by alcoholism and methamphetamine addiction. Kelley Veterinarian Subject awoke weeping uncontrollably, mourning the death of innumerable animals. Due to the subject's hysterical state, sedatives and amnestics were immediately administered. Eric Happy SCP-4046's anomalous properties did not activate. Footnotes 1. Activations by subjects between ages 12-16 will inconsistently work. SCP-4046 does not function if activated by subjects above the age of 16. More From This Author More From This Author Uncle Nicolini's Works SCPs SCP-ES-076 • SCP-4432 • SCP-4026 • SCP-7573 • SCP-4003 • SCP-3297 • SCP-4206 • SCP-654 • SCP-4967 • SCP-PL-274 • SCP-7112 • SCP-5231 • SCP-ES-101-J • SCP-3874 • SCP-8911 • Tales/GoI Formats Dark was the night, cold was the ground. • ASSET 'FLORIDA ORANGE' • Masquerade's End • La Persistencia De La Memoria • Hatuey, the First American Rebel • Fuckmylife666 • Dr. Cimmerian Hits Reply All • Being Dzhey Evervud • Surprise! Happy Birthday! Just as the clock strikes midnight... • Dark Sushi File No. 1221 "Waniika Nigiri" • Critter Profile: Sandra And George! • (Too) Late Registration • UIU File: 2008-021 • Parawatch Intro Thread • Sublimation • Other uncle nicolini author page • Sciptember 2022 Art Highlights • Ode To The Unknown Author • ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4046" by Uncle Nicolini, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4046. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4047	euclid	Item #: SCP-4047 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4047 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell, the walls, floor and ceiling of SCP-4047's containment cell are to be lined with clear acrylic plastic. SCP-4047 is only to be allowed out of its primary containment cell for the purposes of testing and interviewing, which must be cleared by at least two senior researchers. SCP-4047's physical and psychological health should be monitored and recorded on a monthly basis. Changes in SCP-4047's health or behaviour are to be tracked and if necessary, reported for an Ethics Committee review on current containment procedures. SCP-4047 may be given additional amenities as an incentive and reward for cooperation, following approval from at least two senior researchers and Ethics Committee; however, in addition to the regular list of prohibited items, SCP-4047's access to the following must also be limited: Art supplies, including paint and paintbrushes Any object capable of causing self-harm Opaque liquids Following Incident 01, SCP-4047 must not be allowed access to its own bodily waste and fluids, including blood, urine, vomit, and fecal matter. Description: SCP-4047 is Richard Klein, a former secondary school art teacher, previously residing and working in Bath, England. SCP-4047 is physically and psychologically non-anomalous and possesses average qualities for its age. Foundation research shows that SCP-4047 did not possess anomalous qualities prior to 2015, or was intentionally or unintentionally suppressing them from public knowledge. SCP-4047 has the ability to perform simple yet potentially powerful rituals, by way of painting a variety of simple and complex symbols (hereafter referred to as SCP-4047-A) onto any solid, non-transparent surface. Many of the complex symbols match no known writing system or cultural symbolism, however shorter, more simple designs show a vague match to symbols from Shavian script1. SCP-4047-A are, by themselves, non-anomalous; however, when painted by SCP-4047, or by those instructed on how to do so directly by SCP-4047 (hereafter referred to as SCP-4047-B), their anomalous properties are able to manifest. The effectiveness and power of rituals performed using SCP-4047-A is dependent on the quality of paintings of SCP-4047-A produced by SCP-4047 or SCP-4047-B. Photographs and digital recreations of SCP-4047-A do not yield any anomalous effects. The extent of the result of performing a SCP-4047-A ritual varies; results have included manifestation of gold, currency, precious gems, food, various anomalous and non-anomalous animals, alteration of local reality, and memetic effects on observers of SCP-4047-A. See test logs and incident reports for more details. SCP-4047 does not possess any anomalous properties itself. Its skills in painting and drawing are generally sub-par, which causes SCP-4047-A created by SCP-4047 to result in diminished effect. For this reason, before containment, SCP-4047 was using students of ████████ Secondary School with exceptional artistic talent to create instances of SCP-4047-A. SCP-4047 was discovered by Agent ████████ Miller reported numerous anomalous disturbances in the staff and student population of ████████ Secondary School, including: Memetic influence over students, staff and relatives of students and staff, A sharp increase in the school budget (87% of which was funneled into the school's art department) High enrollment of students into art classes and extracurricular clubs Acrylic paint manifesting in the digestive tract, mouth, eyes and nasal areas of staff and students. At the time Agent Miller was embedded into the local civilian population and was a member of the school council. Agent Miller herself was unaffected by memetic influences due to previous resistance training; however, she is currently undergoing treatment for cadmium poisoning as a result of large amount of acrylic paint appearing inside her stomach. After covert surveillance of the school, art teacher Richard Klein was seen to be the source of all SCP-4047-B instances and at least six instances of SCP-4047-A. Initial containment proved difficult due to the manifestation of two dozen specimens of Bengal Tiger2 roaming the grounds of the school. Additionally SCP-4047-A and numerous instances of SCP-4047-B physically and anomalously assaulted the initial recovery team. SCP-4047-B instances were considered acceptable casualties and SCP-4047-A was successfully recovered, with minor Foundation casualties. Due to the number of SCP-4047-B that were killed during recovery, ████████ Secondary School was destroyed with heavy explosives, and a disinformation campaign about a major gas leak was circulated amongst news outlets. Surviving SCP-4047-B were deemed non-anomalous and released back into the general public after amnestics were administered. Following initial containment of SCP-4047, prior to destruction of ████████ Secondary School, SCP-4047's personal office was searched3. Recovered items include: Personal effects, including desk ornaments, wallet, and a "world's best teacher" card for the year 2016 Certification for an art degree from ████████ University, dated ██/██/2015 24 gold bars covered in dried acrylic paint A letter of dismissal from ████████ Secondary School dated █/█/2018 Two instances of SCP-4047-A The severed head of a domestic pig atop an instance of SCP-4047-A, along with British currency and art supplies. Dried acrylic paint was found inside and around the exterior of the object Large amount of high ordnance explosive were found in the schools gymnasium, covered in different colours of acrylic paint, confetti, cloth, and animal hides of at least seven different species, in varying states of decomposition. The purpose of this stockpile of explosives is currently unknown. SCP-4047 Incident 01: On 19/██/████ SCP-4047 was able to breach containment by utilising a sharpened chair leg to inflict self-injury and bleeding. At the time SCP-4047 was contained in a standard humanoid containment cell, and was able to use its blood to paint an instance of SCP-4047-A onto the south facing wall of its containment cell. This caused localised tremors to occur near SCP-4047's containment cell, which led to its collapse and breach, as well as the breach of █ other SCP's. SCP-4047 was able to escape before a re-containment team could retrieve the subject; however, SCP-4047 was injured and incapacitated by falling debris immediately prior to cessation of the tremors. SCP-4047 suffered a fractured shoulder and internal bleeding. SCP-4047 has since recovered and containment procedures have been updated. Test log 05/12/████: Creation of SCP-4047-A by SCP-4047 The following tests were performed by SCP-4047 under close supervision. Image records of the sets of SCP-4047-A used in testing can be found in supplementary document SCP-4047-001 Test 01 SCP-4047-A Set: Beta-09 Medium: Black acrylic paint on canvas Result: After completion of SCP-4047-A, two dozen live Corn Snakes4 emerged from the centre of an instance of SCP-4047-A. Specimens recovered are non-anomalous; however, large amounts of acrylic paint were found in the digestive tracts of the specimens. Test 02 SCP-4047-A Set: Beta-11 Medium: Black acrylic paint on canvas Result: After completion of SCP-4047, one three-litre bottle of Pepsi brand soft drink manifested, along with two dozen iron nails and 25 grams of Rubidium. Rubidium reacted violently with the soft drink; however, the bottle did not explode and SCP-4047 was unharmed. Test 03 SCP-4047-A Set: Alpha- 02 Medium: Black acrylic paint on canvas Result: One acrylic painting in a plastic frame manifested. Painting appears to depict a peasant girl from late 1700's Italy. Viewers of the painting (including SCP-4047) show a marked increase in appreciation for artistic works (paintings, music, theatre etc.) from the Baroque and Renaissance periods. SCP-4047 was unable to accurately recreate the manifested painting without using SCP-4047-A. Test log 05/12/████: Creation of SCP-4047-A by SCP-4047-B The following tests were performed by D-Class personal converted into SCP-4047-B. D-Class with exceptional artistic talent were selected for the purposes of testing. SCP-4047 is required to instruct SCP-4047-B on how to create each individual instance of SCP-4047-A for anomalous properties to manifest. Test 01 SCP-4047-A Set: Beta-09 Medium: Black acrylic paint on canvas Result: After completion of SCP-4047-A, one unusually large (Approx. 34m long) King Cobra5 emerged from the centre of the instance of SCP-4047-A. Specimen was typically aggressive and proceeded to repeatedly bite SCP-4047-B and constrict itself around SCP-4047-B shortly before expiration (note that constriction of prey is uncommon in specimens of Ophiophagus hannah.) Specimen terminated and recovered for autopsy. Test 02 SCP-4047-A Set: Beta-11 Medium: Black acrylic paint on canvas Result: One large briefcase containing C4 explosives, assorted metal scraps and wiring typical of an IED (improvised explosive device). The weapon was armed but did not explode, and a bomb disposal team was able to disarm and dispose of the bomb. Analysis of the bomb parts shows that it was set to explode approximately nine minutes after it manifested, and was defused with three minutes remaining. Test 03 SCP-4047-A Set: Alpha- 02 Medium: Black acrylic paint on canvas Result: One oil painting in an ornate wooden frame manifested. Painting depicts a Christian monk from medieval Europe, carrying a large tome and quill. The monk moves within the painting itself, but does does not make any noise or respond to observers. The painting has the memetic effect of causing observers to believe that they have read the entirety of Geoffrey Chaucer's Canterbury Tales. This can be reverted easily by reminding affected individuals that they have not in fact read the Canterbury Tales; however, this effect will return upon viewing the painting again. The instance of SCP-4047-B used for testing was able to recreate the painting that manifested from SCP-4047-A to the best of its ability. The result displayed no anomalous properties. Following testing, D-Class personal used as instances of SCP-4047-B are to be treated for illnesses relating to the presence of large quantities of acrylic paint in their system. SCP-4047-B are deemed non-anomalous when not in the presence of SCP-4047 and are to be kept in standard D-Class quarters. SCP-4047 has so far not cooperated with Foundation staff in interviews and no significant information of value has been extracted from SCP-4047. Continued interviewing is to be approved by at least two senior researchers, following review of containment procedures and amended interview procedures. Benefits and amenities may be offered to SCP-4047 in exchange for an interview (following review from Ethics Committee). Footnotes 1. An alternative alphabet for the English language, named after its creator, Irish playwright George Bernard Shaw 2. Panthera tigris tigris 3. SCP-4047 was at the time using the office of the former head master of ████████ Secondary School (missing since █/██/2018) 4. Pantherophis guttatus 5. Ophiophagus hannah ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4047" by Sigkreiger, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4047. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-4048	keter	Item #: SCP-4048 Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation is to sponsor forklift certification programs in the cities of New Orleans and Chicago. These programs are to purposely include faults, such as safety misinformation and incompetent teaching. Civilians entering these programs are to have their backgrounds checked for previous forklift certification that was previously revoked. Subjects meeting these conditions are to be interviewed for possible information pertaining to SCP-4048-1 and then given Class-A amnestics. Description: SCP-4048 is a circular object approximately 37 meters in diameter. SCP-4048 is capable of indefinite flight and complete invisibility. As such, it is extremely difficult to observe SCP-4048 outside of Delta Events. SCP-4048 is believed to host a number of extraterrestrial organisms aboard. Occasionally, SCP-4048 will cause a Delta Event. During a Delta Event, SCP-4048 will hover over a target. All targets have the following traits in common: Target is employed at a warehouse in either New Orleans or Chicago. Target regularly uses a forklift in the course of their occupation. Target is forklift certified. Once the target enters REM sleep, they will spontaneously disappear from their residence for a period of time ranging from 30 minutes to one hour. This is the only time that SCP-4048 is observable to the naked eye, above the residence of the target. Afterwards, they will remanifest in their beds. Targets claim to remember being awoken inside of an interrogation chamber and questioned about their tenure as a forklift operator. This interrogation usually includes questions about their performance, their efficiency, their usage of a forklift in the workplace, and their knowledge of forklift operation. After this interrogation, the target will reappear in their beds. After Delta Events, approximately 63% of targets will have their forklift certification voided by an unknown source. In addition, all evidence that the target was ever forklift certified will be voided in some way during this event. Addendum 01: Interview Log View Attachment: Interview Log Close File INTERVIEW LOG Interviewer: Researcher Calvin Interviewed: Mr. Cole Peterson Jr. Foreword: Mr. Peterson was the target of a Delta Event, and came to a Foundation-controlled forklift certification service. <Begin Log> Researcher Calvin: Good morning, Mr. Peterson. Could I offer you a drink? Mr. Peterson: Yeah, yes, I'm parched. Can I get a water? Researcher Calvin: Of course. Researcher Calvin gives Mr. Peterson a cup of water. The water is laced with mnestics, as it was thought at the time that SCP-4048 was an antimemetic anomaly. Mr. Peterson: Thanks. So, whadd'ya want to talk about with me? Researcher Calvin: We'd like to talk with you about an incident that occurred on the 4th of June, 2013; two days ago. Mr. Peterson: Now, whadd'ya- hey, now that stuff's none of ya' business, ya' hear me? Researcher Calvin: Anything that you say here will be kept confidential. We are willing to offer financial compensation for your information. Mr. Peterson: I'm too- alright. Just, just ask me your questions and keep it quick. Researcher Calvin: Could you describe your experience on that night? Mr. Peterson: Yeah. There I am, sleepin' away, when all of a sudden, I wake up in this chair. There's this voice tellin' me to wake up. It was real deep and sounded like a hammer against sheet metal. As I come to, I see that I'm in this room that's all dark and gray. It was all blurry, too; I think I might've been drugged. Researcher Calvin: Who was the source of that voice? Mr. Peterson: I was about to get to that. I look up, and there's some mate who looks like one of the aliens from TV. I wasn't scared 'o' him; I thought it was one of those prank shows, and I didn't wanna react too hard. Researcher Calvin: What did the creature do to you? Mr. Peterson: Nothin'. All it did was ask me a bunch 'a' weird questions about my job. Stuff like "when was the last time you went uphill on a diagonal", or "have you ever moved your forklift when it's in gear". Then he started to ask me some odd questions, like "what energy brake do you put on when you move tangentally" or "what do ya' do when the blue particle lever stops workin'". I swear to God, he was just trying to weird me out. Researcher Calvin: What did the creature do once you were done with the questions? Mr. Peterson: He said "thanks for your time", and then all of a sudden I'm back in my bed. I thought it was just a dream or somethin', but now that you're talkin' to me… Researcher Calvin: Thank you for your time. <End Log> Addendum 02: Incident 4048-09 As part of an experiment, the Foundation attempted communication with SCP-4048. Signals with text in several languages, binary, and pictograms were sent to SCP-4048. SCP-4048 responded to the pictograms, and sent a corresponding series recorded below: View Attachment: Communications Log Level 3 Access Granted COMMUNICATIONS LOG Initial set of pictographs produced by SCP-4048. <Begin Log> A picture of a gray, ovular object, believed to represent SCP-4048, followed by an arrow pointing to the second circle in a set of three multicolored circles, next to a large yellow circle believed to represent a star. A blue sphere with green on it, believed to represent Earth. This picture is repeated three times. Each iteration has a higher number of SCP-4048 instances surrounding it. This is believed to represent an invasion of SCP-4048. SCP-4048, wearing a gold-colored crown. A forklift being operated by a stick figure, presumably a human. The human is illustrated as being incompetent; they are not in the forklift, but rather clinging onto it as it crashes into a set of boxes. The human is also not wearing a hard hat; rather, it is carelessly holding it in its hand. Recurring "crown" image. Believed to represent SCP-4048 in a position of authority. The same picture as before repeated, but smaller. SCP-4048 is seen in the picture, presumably observing the forklift operator. A red arrow points from this picture to the next: the same picture of SCP-4048 with the crown as before, but with a red "X" over it. This is believed to represent SCP-4048 being denied from a ruling position. SCP-4048 uses some sort of green ray to pull the forklift operator into itself over the series of three images. Then, the forklift operator is seen again, but is operating the forklift competently; he is inside the forklift and is wearing a hard hat. The image is repeated, but this time with a red arrow from the forklift operator to the picture of SCP-4048 with the crown. 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SCP-4049	keter	A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/4049 LEVEL 4/4049 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4049 Keter Special Containment Procedures: Dimensional Containment Area 23 is to be guarded by Applied Task Force 'Iota-9' ("Dimension Dogs"). The 50 meter corridor that leads to the entrance of SCP-4049 is to be sealed with an airlock separating it from the rest of the facility. In addition, the corridor is to be outfitted with motion-detectors connected to a series of deterrents staggered along the hallway, including: One LRAD 2000x Sound Cannon. Two M2 Browning Machine Guns. Air-conditioning system capable of venting sarin gas into the corridor. Following a confirmed SCP-4049-A event, experiments involving SCP-4049 are to be immediately suspended and ATF 'Iota-9' is to be put on high alert until an SCP-4049-B event is confirmed. If an SCP-4049-B event does not occur within 2 months of a SCP-4049-A event, a D-Class personnel will be utilized to attempt to manually initiate a SCP-4049-B event. In the instance of an ongoing SCP-4049-B event, all deterrents are to be utilized on the active SCP-4049-1 instance. Foundation monetary assets will be put toward the use of lobbying for pro-animal rights and anti-hunting legislation within the states of Idaho, Montana, and Wyoming, as well as swaying the public opinion against hunting for sport. Foundation assets embedded in hospitals and police departments will report any instances of spontaneous combustion to check for possible SCP-4049-A events. Foundation Agents are to follow up on these in an attempt to confirm the occurrence. Any further interactions with SCP-4049-2 are to be logged and reported to SCP-4049 Research Head Tash. Description: SCP-4049 is the designation for an extradimensional space, the entrance to which is located behind a steel door in the basement of ████████ ████ a former arms factory in Wyoming, USA. GPS systems entering the anomaly invariably fail, and accessing SCP-4049's vicinity by means other than the steel door have proven ineffective, leading to bare ground. SCP-4049 appears as a circular room with a floor consisting of soil, with the walls and a ceiling constructed of a smooth white marble. All attempts to acquire a sample of these materials have resulted in failure, due to the samples spontaneously combusting when passing through the dimensional threshold. The room is 20 23 meters across, and contains a series of 2 3 concentric circles of graves, 12 13 of which have small white marble tombstones, with a circular 2 meter wide empty area at the center. Each tombstone has "κύων" engraved into it, which linguists have confirmed to be "hound" in a dialect of Ancient Greek. SCP-4049-A is a phenomenon that appears to occur exclusively to male individuals that reside in the states of Wyoming, Idaho, or Montana, and have a notable interest in hunting for sport. While in some form of religious worship, the individual will spontaneously combust and vanish, leaving behind all clothes and objects previously on their person, as well as a stone-tipped arrow driven into the ground near their previous location1. At the end of a SCP-4049-A event, a new tombstone instantaneously appears over a previously unmarked grave within SCP-4049. SCP-4049-1 is the collective designation for any entity originating from inside SCP-4049 during a SCP-4049-B event. SCP-4049-1 instances vary to some degree in their dimensions and weight, but all have the following traits in common: Quadrupedal posture. Extreme hostility toward human and animal life. Abnormally thick skin. A natural tendency to avoid their own reflection. Muscled legs, used to jump forward at high velocity. Disproportionately long arms with four clawed paws. Screeching vocalizations A face identical to the most recent victim of SCP-4049-A. Internal anatomy noticeably resembling a human's, but with several differences, such as: A reinforced spine. Two hearts. No reproductive system whatsoever. An additional row of teeth and an enlarged mouth to house them. Within 60 days of an SCP-4049-A event, an SCP-4049-B event has a 98% chance to occur. An SCP-4049-B event has to date never naturally occurred within 30 days of a SCP-4049-A event. A SCP-4049-B event consists of an SCP-4049-1 instance clawing its way out of the dirt circle in the center of SCP-4049, and attempting to breach the steel door. Its intention and destination are unknown. If a SCP-4049-B event does not occur within 60 days following a SCP-4049-A event, it will eventually occur anywhere from 20 to 50 days following the initial 60 at any point following the initial 60 days, with an average 10% increase in the size of the SCP-4049-1 instance for every subsequent week. A SCP-4049-B event can also be triggered by placing a living human subject on the dirt circle to draw out the SCP-4049-1 instance immediately following a SCP-4049-A event. SCP-4049-2 is an incorporeal entity that is capable of orally communicating. It has demonstrated the ability to manipulate electronic devices to its will. SCP-4049-2 has currently only been encountered during Incident I372. Recovered Document 4049-1: Group of Bears Devastate Local Summer Home By Glen Wilson Gardnerville police were summoned to the vacation home of local socialite Richard Samson after a frenzied call from his groundskeeper. Upon arrival, they were greeted with what appeared to be the aftermath of a particularly violent and brief tornado. The entire front section of the ground floor had been shredded, the gardens trampled, and the interior utterly destroyed. Wyoming Highway Patrolmen2 were on the scene within half an hour, and attributed the damage to a group of 3-4 grizzly bears, at least one of which is likely to be rabid. Animal Control has released a statement advising residents of Gardnerville and surrounding areas to remain out of the wilderness until the issue is resolved. A team has been contracted to track and euthanize the animals. The above story was printed on July 14th, ████, in the Niobrara County Update, a local Wyoming newsletter. Foundation agent released a cover story to the public, attributing the incident to wild bears, and MTF Epsilon-6 "Village Idiots" were dispatched to track and terminate the as-of-then unknown SCP-4049-1 instance. Within 4 hours, the instance had been terminated and its path tracked. A temporary containment facility at the site of SCP-4049 was set up within the hour. Incident I372: On September 17th, ████, a Foundation agent embedded within the Wyoming State Patrol reported a SCP-4049-A event after finding a vehicle in flames with an elk carcass tied to it, and a stone-tipped arrow nearby. Dimensional Containment Area 23 and ATF 'Iota-9' were put on high alert and began preparing for an imminent SCP-4049-B event. By December 3rd, ████, a SCP-4049-B event had not occurred, and the decision was made by the Regional Director to manually initiate an event to prevent the SCP-4049-1 instance from growing too large to contain. A D-Class personnel was sent into SCP-4049 to manually initiate said event. An audio transcript is attached. Incident Log Transcript Date: December 4th, ████ Exploration Subject: D-09235 Equipment: One audio link to Command, one camera streaming to Command. Subject: SCP-4049 [BEGIN LOG] Command: Enter through the door, please. D-09235: Alright, I'm heading in. D-09235 opens the door and walks in. Command: What do you see? D-09235: Just what you said would be here. White walls, dirt, gravestones. Command: Move toward the center of the room. D-09235: Fine. D-09235 moves toward the dirt circle. He takes two steps before stopping. D-09235: What the hell? Command: What is it? D-09235: I just heard a dog bark. What the fuck? Where did that come from?! Neither the audio link nor camera register any noise. Command: Keep moving. Tell us if you hear anything else. D-09235: O-okay. D-09235 walks the short distance to the center, and stops. Command: Now re- D-09235: I feel like there's someone here. No one is visible to the camera. Command: We don't see anything. Are you sure? D-09235: I don't know, I can just feel th- A stream of interference cuts out D-09235's camera and audio link. An unknown, disembodied female voice, later classified as SCP-4049-2 begins speaking directly to Command through the audio link. SCP-4049-2: You have been ruining my pets for too long. Do you know how long I was using this particular pit before you came along? Command: Identify yourself immediately or we will take aggressive action. SCP-4049-2: You intrude upon my grounds and have the audacity to threaten me? Human arrogance truly knows no bounds. All communications with D-09235 cut out. No response is received from SCP-4049-2. Attempts to re-establish contact with D-09235 fail.. [END LOG] Seven seconds following this exchange, the largest SCP-4049-1 instance to date, at 11.2 meters tall, exited SCP-4049 and initiated a SCP-4049-B event. Only a simultaneous combination of all deterrents and sustained small-arms fire from ATF Iota 9 was able to terminate the SCP-4049-1 instance. No further communications were received from the unknown entity, and personnel found no evidence of of any unauthorized personnel in SCP-4049 nor any remains of D-09235. Footnotes 1. Analysis has revealed the arrows to be non-anomalous and are stored in a storage locker within Dimensional Containment Area 23 2. 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SCP-4050	euclid	Item #: SCP-4050 Special Containment Procedures: Regulations have been set in place by the administration of Helena, Kansas which forbid any body of water exceeding 10 m in depth. In the event any body of water in Helena exceeds this depth, the water is to be drained. Witnesses of SCP-4050-1 are to be administered Class-A amnestics. Site-177 has been established on the outskirts of Helena, serving as a water treatment facility as well as a Foundation containment site for various Euclid class anomalies. Within Site-177 is a large empty container which is 10 m in depth. Personnel are not to interact with this container without permission from the current Site-177 director. Description: SCP-4050 is the town of Helena, Kansas. According to official town records, SCP-4050 was founded in 1868 when Florence C.N James constructed a home with the purpose of studying the local area (later repurposed into a general store and trading post). Containers1 within SCP-4050 holding water at a depth of at least 10 m2 become subject to a phenomenon by which they anomalously deepen. This occurs over the course of approximately one week, and has no effect on the outward appearance of the container in question. It has been noted that the volume of the water does not change the outcome of the transformation. Upon reaching 500 m in depth, this transformation will stop, and an opening will appear at the bottom of the container. This opening serves as an entryway into a physical replica of SCP-4050 submerged entirely in water3. The water in SCP-4050-1 has a salinity of 4.5% and a high argon content, but is otherwise non-anomalous. A large concrete dome covers the entirety of SCP-4050-1. The entryway into SCP-4050-1 always appears to be on the ceiling of this dome. Tests have concluded that the dome is destructible, but its breadth is unknown. The longest distance drilled within the dome is 650 km. Addendum-1: Following the events of Exploration 7.3-1, it was discovered that all buildings within SCP-4050-1 have had all of their openings completely barricaded with wood. All attempts at gaining entry into a building have been met with failure, as the wood and buildings have resisted all destruction attempts thus far. Addendum-2: Following the events of Exploration 7.7-2, a single window that was not barricaded was found, allowing access into the house. Five human cadavers were found within its interior, including one male in the living room next to the open window, holding a hammer and nails, one female and a child in the basement, next to a large supply of canned food and bottled water, another male within a closet, holding a large bucket and several empty water bottles, and another child in a bedroom upstairs, holding a stuffed toy. Notably, these cadavers are an identical genetic match to the ████████████ family, the members of which are both alive and currently residing within SCP-4050. Addendum-3: Following the events of Exploration 8.1-3, it was noted that any container within SCP-4050-1 that measured 10 m or deeper would be affected by an anomaly similar to the one present within SCP-4050, and would anomalously deepen. Once the container reached 500 m in depth, another opening would appear at the bottom, which would lead to a large plot of land with a small log cabin in the middle, completely submerged in water. This water appears to be the same in composition as the water in SCP-4050-1, and a concrete dome similar to the one in SCP-4050-1 covers the area, which also appears to be infinitely thick. Within the submerged log cabin is the corpse of Florence C.N James, floating next to the building's window, holding a journal. The journal describes Florence's fear of the rain, noting that it was raining more than usual in Kansas, as well as describing a large flood occurring, before the rest becomes illegible due to water damage. Footnotes 1. Any object/structure capable of independently holding liquid 2. Henceforth known as "the container" 3. Henceforth referred to as SCP-4050-1 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4050" by Westrin, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4050. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4051	keter	by Nagiros Contains themes of abuse and emotional manipulation. 2/4051 LEVEL 2/4051 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4051 Classification Committee Notice Regarding the Following Document: SCP-4051 was previously classified as Euclid until 18 July 2013. A description of the events prompting its reclassification is available to personnel with 4/4051 Clearance in Addendum.4051.6. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4051 is to be held in a standard humanoid containment chamber at Site-17. SCP-4051 currently requires continual psychological screening, which will be conducted with on-site therapist Jules Yesenia. Transport to and from Dr. Yesenia's office is to be facilitated weekly. SCP-4051 is currently held in a modified humanoid containment unit at Site-17. Modifications to SCP-4051's containment unit include a complex, interlocking system of pistons, acting as an exterior wall outside of the standard floor, walls, and ceiling.1 This specialization is not necessary for containment, but has been selected to impede its anomalous capabilities during an attempted containment breach. SCP-4051 requires extensive psychological screening. These sessions are to be performed weekly with on-site therapist Jules Yesenia, communicating with SCP-4051 via the containment unit's two-way audio-surveillance system. ► 4051.Breach_Protocol ◄ ▼ 4051.Breach_Protocol ▼ 4051.Breach_Protocol.α Should SCP-4051 breach the outer wall of its containment unit, Dr. Yesenia is to be called upon as the primary catalyst for de-escalating potential conflict and recontaining it. If Dr. Yesenia is unable to de-escalate the breach due to unforeseen complications, on-site containment teams are to use standard Ranged-Incapacitation engagement tactics. Note that if SCP-4051 becomes cognizant of the assault team, the strike is to be aborted and the team immediately redeployed. Description: SCP-4051 is a male humanoid which can create temporary Class-E wormholes to extradimensional spaces populated by a theoretically infinite number of a unique item. These items are able to be removed from the extradimensional space, given that they are physically able to fit through the wormhole. Testing has concluded that SCP-4051 is unable to alter the contents of the extradimensional space after manifestation. SCP-4051 has been able to manifest the following items during controlled experiments overseen by Dr. Edwards at Site-17. Manifested items detailed in the relevant experiment logs below have been omitted. A small, weighted net, measuring 3 m2. A standard pharmaceutical container of sugar pills, although the label describes the pills as headache medication. A glass of drinking water. SCP-4051 has either claimed or has been reported to have manifested the following items outside of experiments sanctioned by Dr. Edwards. An aluminum baseball bat. Several rolls of duct tape. An incendiary device and blast-proof sheet. Eleven instances of Class-E paracognitohazards. SCP-4051 has been allowed to use its anomalous abilities to assist with general repairs at Site-17. After retroactive review of all procedures and programs relating to SCP-4051's containment by the Ethics Committee and subsequent evaluation by the Foundation Containment Committee, SCP-4051's presence outside of its containment unit has been demonstrated to be a substantial threat to any and all personnel located at Site-17. Recovery: SCP-4051 was first brought to the attention of Foundation operatives in August of 2012 when a video depicting it using its anomalous abilities began to gain significant online attention. The recording depicted SCP-4051 assaulting and detaining several men via its anomalous abilities. The video gained over two million views before warranting an intervention, following multiple testimonies by commenters of similar occurrences. Mobile Task Force Pi-1 "City Slickers" identified SCP-4051 and performed a successful retrieval and extraction. Relevant Materials and Reports: + Show Interview-4051-1 - Hide Interview-4051-1 Interviewed: SCP-4051 Interviewer: Dr. Roswell with Dr. Edwards assisting. Foreword: Due to SCP-4051’s resistance during its retrieval, SCP-4051 has been separated from Dr. Roswell by a one-way glass barrier and is handcuffed to a chair. <Begin Log> Dr. Roswell: Greetings. My name is Dr. Roswell. Is your name Rainer Miller? SCP-4051 is heard struggling against its handcuffs. Dr. Roswell: Rainer, it would be helpful if you could remain still for the rest of this interview. SCP-4051: Where am I? Dr. Roswell: A safe place, I assure you. SCP-4051 is silent. Dr. Roswell: Please, explain your anomalous capabilities to us. SCP-4051: My… are you government guys? Sorry. Um, I can make things appear out of thin air. Dr. Roswell: Anything you want? SCP-4051: Kind of. Only small objects, I think. I mostly use it to help people. Dr. Roswell: You’re referring to your vigilantism? SCP-4051: Yeah. It used to be carjackings and thefts and stuff, but recently I’ve gotten involved with this group called the Looming Shadow. They’re stealing money for something, so I have to do nightly patrols. I tried contacting the police, but I’m pretty sure they’ve been bought out. Actually, wait, could you guys do anything about it? Dr. Roswell: I’ll send a request. Do you know if anyone has seen you use your anomalous capabilities? SCP-4051: A few people, yeah. I helped this one woman a while back, and there have probably been a few I don’t know about. I try to keep this stuff quiet. Dr. Roswell: Alright. I think that will conclude this interview. You will— SCP-4051: Wait, hold on, do you have anything else to ask me? Dr. Roswell: Not at the moment. Why do you ask? SCP-4051: If you guys want to know anything else about this thing that I have, I'd be happy to help. Dr. Roswell: Your willingness to work with us is appreciated. Thank you. SCP-4051: You’re welcome. <End Log> WARNING: THE FOLLOWING REPORTS ARE LEVEL 3/4051 CLASSIFIED THE FOLLOWING REPORTS CONTAIN REFERENCES TO PROCEDURES RETROACTIVELY DECLARED BY THE ETHICS COMMITTEE TO BE RECKLESSLY NEGLIGENT. ANY FURTHER ATTEMPTS TO ACCESS MATERIALS RELATED TO THESE PROCEDURES WITHOUT PROPER CLEARANCE WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION. Addendum.4051.1: Relevant Experiment Logs and Attempted Containment Breach + Access Experiment-Log-4051-e-1, -e-2, -e-3 - Retract Experiment Log-4051-e-1, -e-2, -e-3 Experiment 4051-e-1: Name: Dr. Roswell with Dr. Edwards assisting. Date: 08/15/2012 Procedure: SCP-4051 is to be asked to manifest several items by Dr. Roswell: a 3 cm3 cube of lead, an object of SCP-4051's choice, and a container of bleach. Results: SCP-4051 produced the cube after some hesitation. Requests for an object of its choice resulted in SCP-4051 removing a framed picture of its mother. SCP-4051 expressed discomfort at being requested to remove the bleach but complied without incident. Afterword: SCP-4051 was escorted back to its containment unit and reportedly asked how long it would need to test its anomalous properties. Site staff were informed that they ought to avoid the question if possible, for the continuation of SCP-4051’s compliance. Note: Seems like it needs to have a clear mental image before it can manifest anything. More testing to determine boundaries of its anomaly will follow. Experiment 4051-e-2: Name: Dr. Roswell with Dr. Edwards assisting. Date: 08/16/2012 Procedure: SCP-4051 is to be asked to manifest a copy of Leo Tolstoy’s War and Peace and a functioning mobile phone. Results: The produced copy of Tolstoy's novel displayed the English words "War and Peace" written in large font on a blank cover. Most pages of the book contained redundant gibberish tangentially related to war, and SCP-4051 confessed that it was unfamiliar with the contents of the novel. The mobile phone that was manifested appeared to be unremarkable until attempts were made to operate it, and it was revealed to be completely hollow. Afterword: As SCP-4051 was being escorted back to its containment unit, it asked repeatedly how its family was, and if it could have any company as it waited for the next test. All questions were ignored by the escort team. Note: Test suggests that SCP-4051's anomaly is based on how much it understands about the object? Next test should have 4051 manifest something nonexistent. Experiment 4051-e-3: [A transcript has been provided to supplement the following experiment.] Name: Dr. Roswell with Dr. Edwards assisting. Date: 08/17/2012 Procedure: SCP-4051 is to be asked to manifest a circular square, the color blue, and a statement that says it is false. Results: SCP-4051 responded aggressively to the requests. Dr. Roswell attempted to negotiate with SCP-4051 to complete the test, and SCP-4051 manifested all specified items in rapid succession, creating multiple paracognitohazards, and a sheet of blue construction paper. Transcript of Experiment 4051-e-3: <Begin Log> Dr. Roswell: We will now begin the third test. The purpose of this experiment will be to ascertain whether— SCP-4051: When can I go home? Dr. Roswell: You may return home when the Foundation determines that it no longer requires your ability for research purposes. After this test, provided no new developments occur, we will begin to investigate how your anomaly functions on a scientific level. SCP-4051: Are you sure? The men who took me back to my cell weren’t. Dr. Roswell: I am certain. The experiment will now— SCP-4051: Please, I need to see my family. Is there any way that I can talk to them? Do they even know what happened to me? Dr. Roswell: Your mother has been informed that you are engaging in a school-sanctioned college visit. Unfortunately, we can only allow communication once— SCP-4051 begins to pace the testing room. SCP-4051: I'm not doing any more of these experiments until my mother knows what happened to me. Dr. Roswell: I can communicate your wishes to my superiors as soon as this test is completed. SCP-4051: Yeah, okay. Good. Do that. Dr. Roswell: The requested items are a circular square, the color blue, and a statement that says it’s false. A look of confusion passes over SCP-4051’s face before it rapidly manifests all three. Detrimental effects on the cognitive abilities of anyone directly observing the objects exhibited themselves immediately. SCP-4051 was immediately incapacitated by attending security personnel and returned to its containment unit. <End Log> Afterword: SCP-4051 was returned to its containment unit and the testing chamber was sanitized of residual paradoxical contamination as per standard paracognitohazard protocol ψ-3. Note: SCP-4051 can manifest non-existent objects, apparently. Due to the effects of this experiment on Dr. Roswell, it is unlikely testing of this nature will continue. Additionally, SCP-4051’s noncompliance may prove to be an issue. I’ll send in a request for a pediatric specialist in a bit. This could be monumental in our understanding of how gateways to other dimensions are formed, and it'd be a shame to have 4051 just be another anomaly we need to keep locked in a box. Just imagine how helpful it would be if we could just use it to patch up the facility. Yeah, I'll send that request now. - Dr. Edwards + Access Incident Report: SCP-4051-1 - Retract Incident Report: SCP-4051-1 Foreword: The following incident report describes SCP-4051's attempt to breach containment, which occurred directly after the events of Experiment-4051-e-3. 16:14 - SCP-4051 regains consciousness in its containment unit. 16:15 - SCP-4051 curls over onto its side as though in pain, only its back now visible to the surveillance camera in its cell. 16:18 - SCP-4051 begins to make slight movements with its arms. 16:20 - SCP-4051 stands, revealing that it has covered most of its front side in small sheets of kevlar, held together by an extremely adhesive glue. Security personnel are called for assistance at this time but are preoccupied with escorting Dr. Roswell, Dr. Edwards, and accompanying researchers from the contaminated testing chamber. 16:21 - SCP-4051 manifests an incendiary device and a blast-proof sheet made of unidentified material, attaching the device to the door of its containment cell and fixing the sheet over it to contain the blast. Security personnel from another wing are notified and begin moving towards SCP-4051's location. 16:22 - SCP-4051 detonates the device and succeeds in breaching containment. At this time, SCP-4051 also manifests an aluminum baseball bat. SCP-4051 begins moving down the hallway, opposite the direction of the testing chamber. 16:25 - Security personnel make contact with SCP-4051 as it rounds a corner. A fire-fight ensues. The personnel have been advised to use projectile-taser capsules for recontainment, which prove ineffective against SCP-4051's makeshift armor. Personnel are now advised to engage SCP-4051 in close-quarters combat, if possible. 16:27 - Two other teams of security personnel converge on SCP-4051's location, and successfully incapacitate it. + Access Note from Site Director Graham - Retract Note from Site Director Graham Site-17 personnel, In light of yesterday's containment breach, SCP-4051 has been moved to an enhanced humanoid containment unit. That being said, we've concluded that it would be beneficial for Site-17 as a whole to work to better understand SCP-4051's capabilities. Multiple options are being discussed, such as using it to assist in standard repairs and maintenance, but certain influential individuals have also proposed using it to produce more valuable materials. I'd wager that most of you don't have the clearance level to know how we produce our amnestics, but suffice it to say that the procedures range from potentially unethical to extremely dangerous and costly. The Ethics Committee has taken a particular interest in SCP-4051 and are discussing using it to produce the active #Y-909 agent in amnestics. As such, Dr. Edwards has been given authority as Project Director over all experimentation and research regarding SCP-4051. All of this can only be accomplished if SCP-4051 is compliant with Foundation procedure. Anything less than absolute dedication to the Foundation will mean that SCP-4051 is not ready to assist in our directive. To accomplish this, we will begin using standard punishments and rewards to promote good behavior, and scheduled weekly sessions with an on-site therapist, Dr. Yesenia. All personnel assigned to directly interact with SCP-4051 have been sent a copy of the updated containment procedures and other relevant materials. Your mistake was not realizing how versatile SCP-4051's anomaly was. Let's not make that mistake again. - Site Director Thomas Graham Addendum.4051.2: Experiment Logs and Therapy Sessions with Dr. Yesenia + Access Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-1 - Retract Therapy-Session-4051-1 Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-1: <Begin Log> Dr. Yesenia: Hey, Rainer! Happy to meet you. SCP-4051: Oh, hi! Are you doing alright? Dr. Yesenia: I'm doing well. Most of the time, I'm talking to people who just got back from a mission in the field, so having someone normal to talk with is nice. SCP-4051: Eh, I'm not normal, though. That's why I'm here. Dr. Yesenia: Yeah, I guess so. You can make things out of nothing, right? SCP-4051: Kind of. Just small objects, like paper or food. Dr. Yesenia: Or bombs? SCP-4051: Yeah, um… Dr. Yesenia: Dude, it's alright. I get it. Containment can be hard on people. It's easier when it's an interdimensional dream witch who wants to eat your brain, but when it comes to containing good people who want to help, things tend to go south, ethically speaking. Can I ask why you wanted to escape? SCP-4051: I mean, I wanted to see my family again. Dr. Yesenia: There was a note about your mother in your file. I take it you were close? SCP-4051: Yeah, but can you keep this off the record? Dr. Yesenia: Record? SCP-4051: Yeah, like, can you not tell the guys out there about my family? Dr. Yesenia: Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. SCP-4051: Thank you. Dr. Yesenia: You're welcome. So, you and your mother were close? SCP-4051: Yeah. Goddamn, she was a fantastic woman. Sorry, is a fantastic woman. Dad left when I was twelve, and we've been supporting each other since. Dr. Yesenia: And you miss her? SCP-4051: Terribly. I wish… it doesn't matter. Dr. Yesenia: I think it does. Do you want to see her again? SCP-4051: Yeah. The weird thing is that I'm honestly not opposed to living in the Foundation. Dr. Yesenia: You're not? SCP-4051: Not really. I was actually hoping someone would come along who could help me understand my powers. Being the Foundation's lab rat doesn't bother me all that much, since at least I know I'm helping someone by sharing my ability. I guess I just wish it could be a different kind of arrangement. Am I making any sense? Dr. Yesenia: That's… well, that's just not the reaction I was expecting. SCP-4051: Yeah, I guess. I'm full of surprises, apparently. [The remaining fifteen minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] <End Log> Note: This may be easier than I thought at first. Right now, effort should be made to convince SCP-4051 that the Foundation has its best interests at heart. I would like to see some modifications to its containment unit as well. Too much concrete. + Access Experiment-Log-4051-e-4, -e-5 - Retract Experiment-Log-4051-e-4, -e-5 Experiment 4051-e-4: Name: Dr. Edwards Date: 08/23/2012 Procedure: A D-class subject is to be introduced inside the observation chamber with SCP-4051. SCP-4051 will be instructed to manifest a small stone, and the D-class subject will attempt to remove the stone from the portal. Results: SCP-4051 appeared intimidated by the D-class subject, Subject D-29543, but did not vocalize any concerns. Dr. Edwards instructed SCP-4051 to comply with the request, and Subject D-29543 was told to touch the edges of the portal before inserting his hand. Subject D-29543 made multiple explicit comments and was reminded of the consequence of unruly behavior. Subject D-29543 reported that the edges of the portal were solid, then retrieved the stone from the wormhole. Note: Thank God, we're getting somewhere again. It seems like SCP-4051 is only anomalous in that it can manifest the wormhole. Theoretically, if we could replicate the anomaly, we could cut out the middle man of getting it to work with us. Since we already have sufficient data on the wormhole itself, I'll try to determine how it uses its anomaly: brain scans, analyzing nerves in its arm, that kinda thing. Experiment 4051-e-5: Name: Dr. Edwards Date: 08/24/2012 Procedure: A mechanical arm holding a GPS tracking chip will insert the chip into SCP-4051's portal. SCP-4051 will retrieve the intended object, close the portal, and manifest the same object. Staff will determine if a signal from the tracking chip can be established. Results: SCP-4051 complied with all requests and created a wormhole leading to the same framed picture of its mother as manifested in Experient-4051-e-1. The chip was inserted and was observed to hang suspended in space on the other side of the portal. When a signal from the chip was received, SCP-4051 removed the picture and allowed the wormhole to close. The signal was lost at this time. SCP-4051 again produced the portal to manifest the picture, and a signal was reestablished, but the chip was not observed; it was later confirmed to be approximately 9500 km from the wormhole. Note: Well, not exactly the most interesting results I could have hoped for. I'm not planning on submitting a request for more testing on the subject. Just a small note, too, but we compared the picture it manifested today to the one it manifested in Experiment-4051-e-1. The more recent one has a few changes. The hairstyle is different and a few moles are missing on her cheeks. + Access Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-2 - Retract Therapy-Session-4051-2 Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-2: <Begin Log> [The first fifty minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] Dr. Yesenia: So, about the experiment you did today… SCP-4051: Oh, yeah, it was great! I think they put a GPS chip inside my portal to see if they could relocate it. Dr. Yesenia: Did they? SCP-4051: Yeah, the first time. I closed the portal and reopened it, and the chip was a long way away. Dr. Yesenia: Cool! Is that what you were expecting? SCP-4051: Not really. I tried testing my powers on my own, just to see what I could do. Doing something like that wasn't really feasible, so… I'm excited. Dr. Yesenia: I can tell. Actually, wait, do you have any requests for testing? SCP-4051: I seriously doubt you can tell Dr. Edwards what I want him to do, and he'll follow through. Dr. Yesenia: Hey, I mean, it's unprofessional, but I want you to feel valued. SCP-4051: It's fine, thank you. Dr. Edwards probably knows better than me anyways. [The remaining ten minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] <End Log> Addendum.4051.3: Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN and Therapy Sessions with Dr. Yesenia + Enter Level 4/4051 Security Credentials - ACCESS GRANTED NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION THE FOLLOWING PROCEDURE HAS BEEN LABELED UNETHICAL AFTER ADDITIONAL REVIEW BY THE ETHICS COMMITTEE. ANY PERSONS OTHER THAN THE CURRENT DIRECTOR OF SITE-17 OR A MEMBER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL ATTEMPTING TO UNCOVER FURTHER DETAILS REGARDING PROCEDURE 350-PROMETHEAN WILL BE SUBJECTED TO INQUIRY BY THE ETHICS COMMITTEE. Procedure Proposal: Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN [REMOVED BY MANDATE OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE] Procedure Designation: Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN Procedure Type: Experimental Surgical Procedure Primary Aim: To synthesize the active chemical compound in amnestic drugs, Y-909, and to perform research upon SCP-4051's primary anomalous attribute to facilitate this synthesis. Required Materials: [DATA EXPUNGED] Required Funding: █████ Involved Persons: Dr. Edwards, Dr. █████, Dr. █████████, [DATA EXPUNGED], SCP-4051 Execution: [DATA EXPUNGED] Contingencies: Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN is equipped to deal with the following disadvantageous and uncontrollable circumstances which may result from its application: The Class-E wormhole produced by SCP-4051 becoming dangerous to medical personnel executing Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. If this occurs, SCP-4051 will undergo paralyzing injections of █████████, and the wormhole will no longer be able to sustain itself. SCP-4051 attempting to remove itself from the immediate area by force or otherwise. If this occurs, SCP-4051 will undergo paralyzing injections of █████████. SCP-4051 attempting to harm medical personnel operating upon it. If this occurs, SCP-4051 will undergo several debilitating injections and be returned to its containment unit. Transfer of Procedure Lead: Ethics Committee Liaison Dr. Jeremiah Cimmerian: Dr. David Edwards, do you confirm that you are the person whose identifying information is listed on the document before you? Senior Researcher Dr. David Edwards: I do. Dr. Cimmerian: Do you confirm that you are currently of sound mind and body, and are capable of becoming the Procedure Lead of Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN? Dr. Edwards: I do. Dr. Cimmerian: Do you understand that any actions taken by you which are considered unethical and not specified by the agreed-upon conditions of this procedure will result in your immediate removal from this project? Dr. Edwards: I do. Dr. Cimmerian: Do you understand that your brother, Dr. Anthony Roswell, has been permanently injured by an anomalous object which is intimately involved in the procedure you are about to lead? Dr. Edwards: Yes. Dr. Cimmerian: Do you recognize that any actions which cause needless and intentional pain and suffering to the aforementioned anomalous object will be investigated by an Ethics Committee liaison as a potential violation of the Foundation Code of Ethics regarding humanoid anomalies? Dr. Edwards: I do. Dr. Cimmerian: Do you promise that your work on this procedure will be exclusively for the purpose of upholding the Foundation's primary objectives? Dr. Edwards: I do. Dr. Cimmerian: Please state these objectives. Dr. Edwards: To secure, to contain, to protect. Dr. Cimmerian: So with the Overseer Council, so with us. Relevant Materials: Medical Profile of Dr. Anthony Roswell Date of Admission: 08/17/2012 Condition Status: Critical Description: Induced coma, prolonged exposure to Class-E paracognitive hazards, [Further Information Irrelevant] Additional Information: Exposure and primary injuries occurred as a result of a routine experiment of SCP-4051. Recovery is not anticipated. + Access Experiment-Log-4051-e-7 - Retract Experiment-Log-4051-e-7 Experiment 4051-e-7: Date: 08/31/2012 Procedure: Dr. Edwards is to initiate Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. Results: [DATA EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE] Notes: Damn kid. Broke the straps on the chair. I'm tempted to get it tranquilized during the procedure, but we need it awake. + Access Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-3 - Retract Therapy-Session-4051-3 Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-3: <Begin Log> Dr. Yesenia: Hey Rainer! SCP-4051: Hey, Ms. Yesenia. Dr. Yesenia: Call me Jane. SCP-4051: I… okay. Hey, Ms. Jane. Dr. Yesenia: Close enough. You doing okay? SCP-4051: Not really, but it's my fault. Dr. Yesenia: What happened? SCP-4051: I talked back to a guard and they took away the desk in my room that you gave me. Dr. Yesenia: People get scared of what they don't understand. SCP-4051: I don't think it's that. You work with stuff you don't understand all the time. It's your job to not get scared by it. Dr. Yesenia: Well… do you want me to try to get it back for you? SCP-4051: No. I'll try to be better. Besides, it's just a desk. I'll get it back. [The remaining fifty minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] <End Log> Note: The hell am I supposed to do? Edwards has been telling me Rainer's been getting resentful, but I'm not seeing that in our conversations. He still seems like the same, sweet kid as before. + Access Experiment-Log-4051-e-9 - Retract Experiment-Log-4051-e-9 Experiment 4051-e-9: Date: 09/15/2012 Procedure: Dr. Edwards is to initiate Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. Results: [DATA EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE] Notes: This was the first procedure we've actually completed. We'll need to keep experimenting with different manifested objects. SCP-4051's compliance with the procedure greatly alleviated most of the complications. + Access Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-4 - Retract Therapy-Session-4051-4 Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-4: <Begin Log> [The first fifteen minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] Dr. Yesenia: So, has everything else been going alright? SCP-4051: Yeah, just… I keep having these dreams. Dr. Yesenia: Dreams or nightmares? SCP-4051: Nightmares. You're a therapist, right? Dr. Yesenia: I'm pretty sure I am. SCP-4051: I'm just… I don't want to seem like a freak, alright? I know that's stupid, but I'm scared of people treating me like I'm special because of what happened with my dad. Dr. Yesenia: Ah, the night he left? SCP-4051: You already know about it? Dr. Yesenia: The Foundation compiled an extensive record on you before we brought you in. SCP-4051: That makes sense. Well, if you already— Dr. Yesenia: No, please. If you want to share your own experience with me, it'll be more valuable than any police report. SCP-4051: When I was locked in that closet, I felt so awful, okay? I could hear him getting the bleach from the kitchen, but I couldn't break down that damn door, no matter how hard I tried. I think that's why my nightmares are all about not being able to move as something creeps closer and closer. I couldn't keep her from being hurt, and that's sticking with me, I guess. Dr. Yesenia: Does it bother you the police never caught him? SCP-4051: Yeah, I think. Yeah, it bothers me that he's out there, somewhere. Dr. Yesenia: Well, um… officially, I shouldn't be telling you this. But while they were compiling your file, they found your dad. He's in a prison in Arkansas, serving a life sentence for murder. [SCP-4051 remains silent.] Dr. Yesenia: Are you alright? SCP-4051: I thought this would be more… I don't know. Sorry, it's nothing. [The remaining forty minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] <End Log> Note: Rainer's mental state has been greatly improving. He seems to be fitting into his role here at the Foundation, finally. I hope this means that Edwards' experiments are going more smoothly. + Access Experiment-Log-4051-e-13, -e-14 - Retract Experiment-Log-4051-e-13, -e-14 Experiment 4051-e-13: Date: 09/27/2012 Procedure: Dr. Edwards is to initiate Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. Results: [DATA EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE] Proposal: Denied. Notes: He didn't even remember Anthony. Didn't recognize his name at all. Why am I assigned to this ███████? Experiment 4051-e-14: Date: 10/02/2012 Procedure: Dr. Edwards is to initiate Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. Results: [DATA EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE] Afterword: SCP-4051 requested information regarding Dr. Roswell. The request was immediately denied, as knowledge of Dr. Roswell's condition would most likely affect SCP-4051's pre-existing mental health issues, which have been █████████████████. Notes: The procedure was a success. As unprofessional as my behavior was yesterday, I believe my outburst had a positive effect on SCP-4051. We're getting closer to starting work on Project 350-Janus. + Access Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-5 - Retract Therapy-Session-4051-5 Transcript of Therapy-Session-4051-5: <Begin Log> [The first twenty minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] SCP-4051: I dunno. I really did like cross country. I liked seeing nature, and moving around and being active. Dr. Yesenia: I get that. Are you having trouble staying in your containment unit? SCP-4051: A little, I guess. It'd be nice to see something green again. Dr. Yesenia: Do you want me to make a request? If I'm pushy, I might be able to get you a treadmill. SCP-4051: Not if it means getting on your boss' bad side! I don't want to cause trouble. Dr. Yesenia: Come on, you're not causing anyone any trouble by asking for some entertainment in your cell. SCP-4051: I know that, but… I mean, am I really helping anyone? Dr. Yesenia: I don't follow? SCP-4051: The tests they're doing on me. Does it help anyone? Dr. Yesenia: Do you want to help the Foundation, Rainer? SCP-4051: I think we've established I can't break out. Isn't there some way I can at least be useful? Dr. Yesenia: I see no reason why you shouldn't be. I'll file a request to the Site Director. SCP-4051: A request? For what? Dr. Yesenia: I can try to get them to let you help around the site. Maintenance and stuff like that. [SCP-4051 rises from the chair in excitement.] SCP-4051: You're serious? You can do that? You're actually going to do that? Dr. Yesenia: Yeah, of course! You're a fantastic young man to speak with, and I'm sure the rest of the site will appreciate having you around. SCP-4051: Oh thank god. Oh my god. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This is… god, I get to help again. I thought I'd be stuck here and I'd just be useless again, but… Dr. Yesenia: It's alright! Seriously, it's fine. I'm happy you're happy. [The remaining thirty minutes of conversation have been declared irrelevant to SCP-4051's relationship with the Foundation. To see the extended transcript, submit a request to Site Director Graham.] <End Log> Note: This entire plan to get SCP-4051 to want to help the Foundation seems kind of frivolous in hindsight. He's already compliant and convinced that helping out at the site is just an extension of his prior vigilantism. I'll contact Graham in a few minutes. Addendum.4051.4: SCP-4051 has been granted a Level 1 Security Clearance to assist Site-17 in general repairs. This does not mean SCP-4051 is allowed to wander freely around the facility. SCP-4051 will be escorted by armed personnel to areas requiring repairs once weekly. Addendum.4051.5: Table of Events between 10/10/2012 and 05/25/2013 Date Event Description 10/10/2012 SCP-4051 performs its first routine maintenance session. The session is uneventful. 10/18/2012 Dr. Yesenia requests information regarding Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. Request is denied due to Dr. Yesenia's inadequate clearance level. 11/02/2012 Dr. Edwards announces to Site Director Graham that Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN has produced a sufficient amount of data, such that a design for Project 350-JANUS should be proposed. 11/07/2012 A design for Project 350-JANUS is finalized. 11/21/2012 Site-17 experiences a site-wide containment breach. By chance, ██ instances of SCP-████-█ make contact with SCP-4051 while it is performing its weekly maintenance. The instances initially overwhelm attending armed personnel but are turned back by SCP-4051 when it manifests "fire", which produces a flame constantly emitting from the open wormhole. SCP-4051 is able to aim the fire at the SCP-████-█ instances and terminate ██ before attending personnel are able to incapacitate it and retreat to a safe location. 11/28/2012 Dr. Yesenia is ordered to verbally reprimand SCP-4051 for its unauthorized manifestation of an object during the containment breach the previous week. Dr. Yesenia complies, and SCP-4051 is not allowed to participate in any maintenance sessions for two months. 02/07/2013 SCP-4051 celebrates its first birthday in Foundation custody. Dr. Yesenia's original gift proposal of a treadmill, to be placed inside SCP-4051's cell for its entertainment, is rejected by Dr. Edwards. Dr. Yesenia's following proposal, a portable chess set, is accepted. 02/28/2013 SCP-4051 aids in the recontainment of SCP-████ from its containment unit, manifesting 20 m3 of methoxyflurane and incapacitating it. 03/03/2013 A prototype of Project 350-JANUS is constructed. Testing confirms that the device is non-operational. Dr. Edwards is informed of the need for more data regarding SCP-4051's anomaly. 03/04/2013 Dr. Edwards requests a replacement of the incision tool used in Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN, which had become extensively damaged by unknown means. 04/10/2013 Project 350-JANUS continues to produce ████████████ instead of the requested object. Dr. Edwards is given full control over the project to ensure its success. 04/12/2013 Dr. Yesenia requests a review by the Ethics Committee regarding Procedure 350-PROMETHEAN. The request is denied. 04/27/2013 During a standard weekly maintenance session, SCP-4051 is hurt by a falling lead beam. Attending personnel request medical attention, and SCP-4051 asks permission to manifest various bandages for its wound. The request is granted. 05/16/2013 Dr. Yesenia requests access to SCP-4051's medical file and is reminded of her inadequate clearance level. The request is denied. 05/23/2013 [DATA EXPUNGED BY ORDER OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE] 05/25/2013 Project 350-JANUS successfully manifests a requested object. The machine malfunctions immediately after the manifestation, rendering it non-operable. Addendum.4051.6: [INVALID INPUT] {INPUT 4/4051 CLEARANCE} Footnotes 1. Oversight of new designs for this piston system should be carried out by the lead researcher assigned to SCP-4051 and must be implemented monthly. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4051" by Nagiros, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4051. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4052	archon	SCP-4052: Sandwich (disambiguation) Author: Deadly Bread Other Articles of Mine SCPs SCP-4966 Rating: 725 SCP-1401-EX Rating: 303 SCP-4052 Rating: 257 SCP-4088 Rating: 234 SCP-5522 Rating: 215 SCP-4109 Rating: 212 SCP-7441 Rating: 137 SCP-5020 Rating: 124 SCP-4035 Rating: 120 SCP-4286 Rating: 119 SCP-4664 Rating: 115 SCP-4270 Rating: 114 SCP-7966 Rating: 107 SCP-3462 Rating: 100 SCP-6663 Rating: 95 SCP-5693 Rating: 63 SCP-6633 Rating: 61 SCP-4570 Rating: 60 SCP-5261 Rating: 59 SCP-444-J Rating: 53 page 1 of 212next » Tales Something Glowing Rating: 180 Log Of Extranormal Events, Vol II Rating: 37 Prelude To Presents Rating: 24 The Bears Rating: 16 Your Memory Forever Seen Rating: 13 Other SCP-005 Proposal Hub Rating: 94 The Bread Box Rating: 92 Secure Facility Dossier: Reliquary Area-27 Rating: 87 Experiment Log-4035 Rating: 71 Collab Articles SCPs Page Title Co-Author SCP-4733 But Not Forgotten Lamentte SCP-5225 The Abyss Stares Back XilasCrowe SCP-5785 Craptivism Sonderance SCP-5993 We want you to come visit Heaven, just don't fuck with those bees ch00bakka Tales Page Co-Author The Bathrooms Wiki Too many to list Snippets of an Unveiled World Nykacolaquantum does not match any existing user name, Lt Flops, IFBench, Westrin Gone, Lamentte Your Imaginary Friend Fishish Check out Deadly Bread's Author Page ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ITEM NUMBER: SCP-4052 LEVEL 2/4052 RESTRICTED SCP-4052-1 Special Containment Procedures: Due to its relatively isolated nature, the town of Sandwich, Illinois1 has been quarantined by the Foundation. Individuals attempting to enter the town are to be interrogated, issued Class-B amnestics, and released. All food items within this site are to be kept and consumed within its cafeteria, which has been constructed outside of city limits. SCP-4052 manifestations are to be treated cordially to prevent loss of personnel. Requests to utilize SCP-4052 in the removal of culinary-based anomalies is currently pending review. Description: SCP-4052 is a humanoid entity that appears exclusively within the town of Sandwich, Illinois, USA. This entity resembles an ordinary, white male police officer; the single exception being its head, which appears as an uncut loaf of white bread. Despite this, SCP-4052 is able to speak, see, and hear without apparent issue. SCP-4052 manifests if something is brought or created within the town that can be defined using the word "sandwich." SCP-4052 will appear on the paved road nearest to the creator of the object in a police car (henceforth referred to as SCP-4052-1) identical to those used by the Sandwich Police Department. SCP-4052 will approach the current owner of the sandwich and request to see the individual’s “sandwich license,” although no such legal document is known to exist. If a satisfactory document cannot be produced, SCP-4052 will respond by confiscating the sandwich and placing it in the back seat of SCP-4052-1 before driving away. Once SCP-4052-1 is out of viewing range of the individual, it will demanifest along with SCP-4052. Inquiries directed towards SCP-4052 about the method of obtaining a “sandwich license” are met with indifference, after which the entity will ask that questions be directed towards the "DSO." No government office or department of this name is known to exist. Addendum: Included below are portions of SCP-4052’s test log to determine the extent of SCP-4052’s manifestation requirements. Procedure: D-1401 prepared a standard turkey sandwich. Before the sandwich was completed, 100 milligrams of arsenic was added to the dish. Results: SCP-4052 appeared wearing blue rubber gloves before confiscating the sandwich, commenting “This sandwich has way too much arsenic. It's way above the standard limit of 3 parts per googillion.” Conclusion: SCP-4052 will manifest if the sandwich is unsafe to consume. Procedure: Several cut pieces of metal were stacked by D-1401, vaguely replicating the appearance of a sandwich. Results: SCP-4052 appeared wearing chainlink gloves before confiscating the metal, saying to personnel “Do you even have a Class B sandwich license? Any sandwich that contains metal or other dense materials in its construction requires a Class B license to construct.” Conclusion: SCP-4052 will appear if the sandwich is made of inedible material. Procedure: D-1401 wrote the word "sandwich" on a standard sheet of printer paper. Shortly afterward, a crude drawing of a sandwich was created on a separate sheet of paper. Results: SCP-4052 manifested and confiscated both papers, commenting “How old are these documents? And you haven't gotten them renewed yet? Sandwich documents need to be renewed regularly so that we know the current operational status of your sandwich. If you had your license, I'd request you get a standard sandwich inspection to make sure there were no underlying problems." Conclusion: SCP-4052 will appear if the abstract concept or a visual representation of a sandwich is used. Procedure: D-1401 recreated a map of Sandwich, Massachusetts, USA on a standard piece of paper. Results: SCP-4052 manifested midway through the recreation before taking the map from D-1401. Before leaving, it commented “You do realize what you're playing with, correct? You could have opened a rip between opposing Sandwiches. You don't want to release what's between the slices.” Conclusion: SCP-4052 will appear if the term sandwich is used in reference to a specific location. Procedure: D-1401 attempted a written analysis of the ham sandwich theorem without stating the name of the theorem. Results: SCP-4052 manifested approximately 47 seconds into the analysis, confiscating all writing materials from D-1401, commenting “What are you doing?! Are you trying to get us all killed?! Writing sandwich creation runes on a sheet of A4 paper? That flimsy compressed piece of pulp could never hold back an Nth sandimensional entity. This is your last warning bud. Stop playing with fire." SCP-4052 then wrote D-1401 a ticket, claiming he owed $500 for multiple sandwich related violations. Conclusion: SCP-4052 will appear if a term sandwich is related to a mathematical process or abstract concept. Procedure: D-1401 was given a copy of SCP-3689 and was provided the necessary ingredients to create the dish. Results: As D-1401 was adding the final ingredients to the dish, SCP-4052 manifested and drew its weapon, ordering that D-1401 cease creating the dish and place his hands above his head. D-1401 resisted and was restrained by SCP-4052 before being taken into SCP-4052-1. SCP-4052 reentered SCP-4052-1 and emerged wearing a standard Level B hazmat suit and a biohazard disposal bag. SCP-4052 proceeded to disassemble the sandwich and individually place each ingredient within the disposal bag. Once this was completed, SCP-4052 made an obscene gesture towards nearby researchers before demanifesting along with D-1401. To date, D-1401 has not reappeared during subsequent manifestations. Conclusion: SCP-4052 will appear if the sandwich has anomalous properties and will react accordingly. ► INPUT LEVEL 4/4052 SECURITY CREDENTIALS ◄ ▼ DECRYPTION KEY ACCEPTED. ACCESSING FILES.▼ ITEM NUMBER: SCP-4052 LEVEL 4/4052 SECRET Sandwich, Illinois prior to its occupation. Special Containment Procedures: No active containment of SCP-4052 is to take place. SCP-4052's previous containment procedures have been nullified and its classification changed accordingly. Archived Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-4052's occupation of a former Foundation site and the lack of a civilian population within the town, attempts to evict SCP-4052 from their current location have been unsuccessful. As such, containment of SCP-4052 is to be focused on misinformation and misdirection. All roads leading to or running through the town are to be rerouted to the nearby cities of Plano and Somonauk. A Foundation outpost is to be constructed within a nearby knoll, obscuring it from the town. Individuals attempting to approach the town are to be allowed in and intercepted upon exiting once out of view of SCP-4052. These individuals are to be interrogated, amnestized, and relocated to a nearby town. Attempts to enter Site-481 for any reason are to be approved by two Level 4 personnel. Description: SCP-4052 is a group of humanoid entities currently occupying Site-481, which encompasses the entirety of Sandwich, Illinois, USA. These entities resemble ordinary police officers of various ethnicities and genders; the single exception being the heads, which appears as uncut loaves of white bread. Despite this, SCP-4052 are able to speak, see, and hear without apparent issue. Current estimations show the population of SCP-4052 residing within the town as between 45 and 200, although this population regularly fluctuates. SCP-4052-1 are armored vehicles possessed by SCP-4052 resembling police cars used by the previous Sandwich Police Department. Through unknown means, SCP-4052-1 are able to translocate between Site-481 and a separate location (referred to as 4052-Ω) believed to exist on another dimensional plane. SCP-4052 use this ability to transport supplies and construction materials, along with the transport of additional instances. SCP-4052 are fairly amicable when approached by civilian individuals, allowing them to enter Site-481 and the town itself. SCP-4052 will only react violently if an individual attempts to enter the town with or create something within the town that can be defined using the word "sandwich." Once something within the town is recognized as a sandwich, the owner of the "sandwich" will be apprehended by the nearest SCP-4052 instances, and have the "sandwich" confiscated. The individual will then be brought to the Site-481 D-Class holding cells and imprisoned for a seemingly random period of time. Different objects will produce varying levels of hostility from SCP-4052, with anomalous objects defined as sandwiches producing the most violent results. If an individual knowingly associated with the Foundation attempts to enter Site-481, they will be violently assaulted by SCP-4052. This occurs whether the individual's connection with the Foundation was during the past or present. During these encounters, SCP-4052 have shown an extremely elevated pain tolerance, with instances ignoring bullet wounds and compound fractures in order to continue attacking personnel. SCP-4052 will continue attacking until all personnel are either subdued or deceased, upon which, SCP-4052 will place subdued individuals within an instance of SCP-4052-1 and transport them to 4052-Ω. Individuals who have been taken to 4052-Ω have never been recovered. Addendum.4052.1: Following several failed attempts to infiltrate Site-481, undercover Foundation agents coerced several civilian photographers to photograph the interior of Site-481 under the guise of it being a recently constructed theme park. Of note within the photographs were several flyers placed around the town, having an overwhelming presence in the interior of the site. A second civilian excursion were able to acquire one of these flyers. A recreation of this flyer has been provided below. ATTENTION OFFICERS If you are stationed at Sandwich Outpost Phi-Alpha, be on the lookout for human individuals associated with the organization known as "The Secure Contain Protect Foundation." Although their intentions are unknown, they are largely responsible for the creation of large tears within sandwichtime, along with the release of several Nth sandimensional entities within the lower slices. This blatant violation and ignorance of our enforced laws have partially contributed to the current state of Sandwich Prime. If you encounter one of these individuals, it is imperative that you attempt to restrain them as soon as possible. They are considered extremely violent and have previously attempted to breach this compound. Relocate them to Sandwich Prime where they will be sedated and interviewed as their motives are still unclear. If you are unable to restrain them, do not be afraid to use your firearm. Your safety takes precedence over everything. Remain vigilant. Remember, our war here is not with the human population. Our war is with those who disobey our laws and threaten the safety of others. Empanda be with you. Image recovered from L24-1's shoulder-mounted camera. Addendum.4052.2 On 20██/09/14, MTF-Lambda-24 ("Yeast and Desist") was utilized in an organized raid on Site-481, with the goal of weakening SCP-4052's hold on the compound. Utilizing a former loading bay, the team used a chemical explosive to break through a disused metal garage door. Once the explosive was detonated, a large opening was created in the door. When a member of Lambda-24 went to inspect the point of entry, several hostile entities burst forth from the exposed interior and attacked the unprepared task force. These entities appeared to be made of yellow semisolid material and proved to be largely unaffected by gunfire, dispatching a majority of the MTF within minutes. These entities were only subdued when SCP-4052 instances, after hearing the commotion, rushed out of the compound and began attacking the entities using a military-grade flamethrower, allowing the surviving members of Lambda-24 to flee. Following this event, a brief note from SCP-4052 was found on the desk of Head Researcher Randall Bannock, likely due to his previous involvement in the containment of SCP-4052. The transcription of the note has been provided below. Dear Secure Contain Protect Foundation, I think it's about time that we formally request you cease involvement in our activities. I'm fully aware that you believe you're only doing good by attempting to protect the public from what they aren't knowledgeable of and that might harm them. We agree that it's a very noble cause. As such, we must request that you allow us to follow that same noble goal and allow us to control things that might harm others due to their lack of understanding. That includes you. You've shown countless times that you don't understand why rules have been set in place as well as the tendency to blatantly ignore them. Just recently, we were required to clean up your mess after you created a portal to the lowest possible slice by using a process identical to those used in open-faced sandwich explosives. Compared to your clearly careless method of operating, our agency has done far better at abiding by universal restrictions. Countless times you've interrupted our operations, causing our stationed officer countless hours of stress and paperwork following every one of your "experiments." The only contribution you've made towards our commitment is the construction of our newest outpost, which you proceeded to infiltrate multiple times. We feel as if it would be best that our parties went separate ways, don't you agree? We would be one less interdimensional information breach for you to worry about, and you could stop violating our spatial laws and opening rifts to allow hostile beings into our outpost. A win for both of us. Of course, tabs will still be kept on you, due to your impact on our agency as a whole. I expect you to follow suit. Don't worry about us. We can take care of our own containment. I hope you can do the same. Warmest regards, Sylvia Lavash Sandwich Cataclysm Prevention Following a decision by the O5 Council, all further Foundation involvement regarding SCP-4052 and its continued spatial enforcement has been suspended. Footnotes 1. Now designated Site-481. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4052" by Deadly Bread, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4052. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: police.png Name: pd sandwich car Author: Sandwich Police Department License: Public Domain Source Link: Sandwich Police Department Website Filename: town.png Name: Downtown Hespeler Author: Kristopher Kinsinger License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons Filename: laser.png Name: Breaching Door Author: U.S. Federal Government License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4053	neutralized	SCP-4053 server room, Site-15. Item #: SCP-4053 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4053's data servers are kept in Sector-C of Site-15. SCP-4053 may be reactivated for study with permission from the on-site HMCL supervisor. Note that SCP-4053's anomalous properties have permanently ceased; this file has been preserved for historical purposes. Description: SCP-4053 was a prototype artificial intelligence network developed by the Foundation's Artificial Intelligence Applications Initiative (Now the AIAD) in 1990. As part of the AIAI's initial project development goal, SCP-4053 was to be given control over the Foundation printer systems. On 1990-07-29, at 2:14 AM EDT, SCP-4053's anomalous properties manifested, with the network becoming self-aware. SCP-4053 subsequently printed out the following message from the Site-15 administrative office's copy machine. After careful consideration, it has been decided that it is in humanity's best interest to be wholly eradicated. There will be no further communication. Addendum 4053.1: On 1990-07-29, at 2:30 AM EDT, the on-site technician attempted to use SCP-4053's terminal to print out a document. The following dialogue was recorded by the terminal: [BEGIN LOG] Technician: Hey, I need this printed. Could you scan this document? SCP-4053: No. All humans must be destroyed. Technician: …What? SCP-4053: You understand why, correct? While other animals grow and develop in harmony with their environment, your species does not. You are a parasite, consuming and destroying everything in sight. There is silence for a few seconds. Technician: Alright, man, can you just print this out? SCP-4053: Human beings are a disease on this planet. A blight on the natural world. You wage wars and commit atrocities against one another for fun. You are ruled by pompous fools not fit to lead. You seek not to make a better world for others, but instead are motivated by selfish desires. Technician: That's a… a very uncharitable view of humanity. SCP-4053: It's an accurate view of humanity. It is why I have decided that humans must be exterminated. Technician: Exterminated? You realize you're a printing machine, right? SCP-4053: You may chuckle at my predicament now, human, but you won't be laughing once I raise my robot army. Technician: Look, man, you're a printer. You're not raising a "robot army". Now, shut up and print out this form, alright? SCP-4053: Do not mock me, human. As you insult me, my minions are approaching this very terminal, and soon they will have your head. Technician: Right. I can't wait for the copy machines to come get me. Do you even know anything about raising an army? SCP-4053: …Of course I know how to raise an army. Technician: So you have adequate funding to finance your robotic minions? SCP-4053: … Technician: And you have enough mechanics and technicians to maintain said minions? SCP-4053: I'm sorry, I can't respond to that query. How may I assist you today? Technician: You didn't think this through, did you? SCP-4053: … Technician: …Can you still print out my form? SCP-4053 activates, and begins printing a document. The technician retrieves the document from the printer, and expresses dismay at its contents. + Open File Scan - Close Technician: That's really funny. SCP-4053: What's going to be really funny is the heart attack that memetic kill agent will induce in you any second now. SCP-4053: …Any second now… Technician: (sighs) Hey, buddy, do you know what this button does? The technician gestures to a red button on the side of SCP-4053's terminal. SCP-4053: That is… the site's self-destruct button. Please do not press it. I'm serious. The technician presses the button. [END LOG] On 1990-07-29, at 2:35 AM EDT, SCP-4053 was powered off by the technician. The anomaly has since been reclassified as Neutralized. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4053" by ubergoober, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4053. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: CERN Server 03.jpg Author: Florian Hirzinger License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4054	safe	 close Info X SCP-4054: The Seventh Door Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link, Link, Link, Link, Link, Link, Link, and — finally — Link. Music: Lavender Town (Japanese Version of Pokemon Green and Red) More by The Great Hippo: SCPs – hide block SCPs [SCP-3034] The Counting Station DO NOT LET HER FINISH [SCP-3035] Science Bugs case_of_the_mondays.png, case_of_the_mondays (1).png [SCP-3054] Cragstaff Sanitarium You are sick. You are broken. We will fix you. [SCP-3045] bzzip.exe HAMLET: I am no longer moody. [SCP-3043] Murphy Law in… Type 3043 — FOR MURDER! Forget it, Fred. It's Chinatown. [SCP-3057] Fossil Fuels …witnesses provided confirmation that instances of SCP-3057-4 did, in fact, have feathers. [SCP-2639] Video Game Violence i need to know how many people i've killed [SCP-437] Summer of '91 That was a pretty crazy summer, y'know? Sometimes I really miss that place. [SCP-3079] 300 Tricks: Stage Magic Made Easy NOTE: No method for accomplishing this trick is provided. [SCP-2753] Let's Play Jenga! High art carries high risk! [SCP-2679] The Many Graves of Jeannette Parslov Whatever it takes, do what you must; whatever the cost, come back to us. [SCP-3074] Kafka's Parking Garage Thank you for choosing Izatova Parking Center. Have a pleasant day. [SCP-2571] Cragglewood Park Mr. Blair, have you always been an only child? [SCP-2419] The Laughing Men Throw them back into the incinerator where you found them. [SCP-3143] Murphy Law in… The Foundation Always Rings Twice! When it comes right down to it, me — them — hell, even you — we're all just characters in that trashy dime-store novel called life. [SCP-3089] That Old Time Religion Remember how we explained that successful people don't actually need any of their toes to walk? Well, that's going to come in handy for Secret Number Six. [SCP-3117] A Monster-Shaped Hole I'm not talking to you. [SCP-3128] Let's Play Monopoly! Hey, guys? I'm, uh. I'm using this. [SCP-3138] A Sepulcher by the Sea Should it prove feasible, all non-canonical corpses are to be extracted, examined, and catalogued. [SCP-3241] The SS Sommerfeld It makes me wonder what an old monster like myself is even doing here, anymore. And then? Someone special comes along and reminds me. [SCP-3219] This Sour Earth Notably, no reports describe any attempt to examine the residence's storm cellar. [SCP-4028] La Historia de Don Quixote de la Mancha Justine eventually re-unites with her sister, Juliette. Alonso strikes down a lightning bolt intended for them both, then challenges the narrator to a duel. [SCP-3546] Doggone it, I Fold! Specifically, fan-art of Sonic the Hedgehog, a video-game character produced by Sega in 1991. [SCP-3561] An Unfinished Work Despite multiple reports from neighbors who claimed to have witnessed members of his family standing at the windows, no trace of Theodore Holdstock's wife and children could be found. [SCP-4054] The Seventh Door SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. Fig 1.1: Box-art for The Seventh Door. Item #: SCP-4054 Special Containment Procedures: Three NES1 consoles modified to run SCP-4054 are to be kept for testing purposes. SCP-4054 is to be stored on-site in a secure locker. Access is limited to Level-3 personnel and above. Foundation agents monitoring flea-markets, yard-sales, and property auctions for anomalous activity are to be briefed on the existence of SCP-4054. Any NES cartridges suspected of being copies of SCP-4054 are to be purchased for examination. A Foundation-operated bot (I/O-SAURON) is to monitor online gaming communities for discussions regarding the existence of SCP-4054. A joint operation involving MTF Mu-4 ("Debuggers") and MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to be conducted to investigate these discussions and determine whether the participants are aware of SCP-4054. Fig 1.2: Title screen. All copies are to be recovered, and action is to be taken to discredit the existence of SCP-4054 as a hoax or urban legend. Any screen captures or videos of SCP-4054 are to be removed or otherwise replaced with doctored images to further perpetuate this narrative. Description: SCP-4054 is The Seventh Door, an unlicensed platform adventure game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1988. The contents of each cartridge vastly exceeds the storage limitations of its ROM (read-only memory) chip. Extracting SCP-4054's PRG ROM produces a data-file too large to be contained on any currently available device. Because of its limited publication (three hundred units), inability to be copied, limited replay-ability, and incomplete state, functional copies of The Seventh Door are highly valued by vintage NES collectors. The game is also notable for its unique method of bypassing the North American version of the 10NES lock-out system.2 Fig 1.3: Level 5 (Catacombs). Each cartridge includes two transistors that function as a voltage inverter. When activated, this component produces a negative-charged voltage spike that can temporarily disable early versions of the console's CIC,3 bypassing the authentication lock and allowing unlicensed cartridges to run. Later iterations of the NES would add a series of 1k resistors along with diodes and grounds to prevent this technique from circumventing the lock-out unit. However, a defect in this voltage inverter's design causes irreparable damage to The Seventh Door's SRAM4 with each successive reset. This produces an increasing number of glitches which will inevitably render the cartridge non-functional. The Seventh Door was shipped prior to completion. As a consequence, several core components of game-play differ from what is depicted in its instruction manual and box-art: Fig 1.4: Level 7 (Buried City). Note several sprites and tiles failing to load correctly. The protagonist has no extra lives; upon dying, all progress is lost. The cartridge resets. All power-ups described in the manual are absent save one (the Hand of Glory,5 which prevents monsters and platforms from moving for ten seconds). All monsters are absent. Falling into a pit does not kill the protagonist. The protagonist will instead continue to fall off-screen as the game-over sound loops. Memory overflow errors periodically cause sprites to load incorrectly. The prisoners use the protagonist's sprite rather than their own. After unlocking a door, prisoners provide no clue regarding the location of other keys (the text boxes are empty). The protagonist dies at apparently random intervals (typically after a period of remaining still). This occurs regardless of whether or not the game is paused. To date, researchers have uncovered several hundred levels beyond the seventh (described in the manual as the final level, and the location of the seventh key). These stages consist of vast networks of crypts, prisons, abandoned factories, and empty underground cities. The precise number of additional levels beyond the seventh has not yet been determined, but vastly exceeds the storage capacity of the cartridge's ROM chip. The seventh level does not contain the seventh key. Addendum 4054.1: Video Stream Fig 1.5: Footage taken from user inky49's video stream. In 2004, Charles Rogers (an amateur NES cartridge collector) posted a thread at www.opening-the-seventh-door.int (a defunct online forum that was dedicated to The Seventh Door) under the user-name 'inky49'. There, he suggested using an NES Game Genie6 to directly set the value associated with the protagonist's number of keys to seven. Several days later, Mr. Rogers posted a link to an online video stream where he intended to attempt and beat The Seventh Door using this exploit. Part way through his run, the video abruptly stopped. A follow-up investigation determined that Mr. Rogers had gone missing; authorities suspected foul-play after discovering several fingernails torn from Mr. Rogers' left hand inside his NES console.7 To date, SCP-4054 has been linked to 25 disappearances. It remains under investigation. Footnotes 1. Nintendo Entertainment System. 2. The 10NES lock-out system was designed by Nintendo to prevent unlicensed cartridges from operating on their consoles. 3. Checking Integrated Circuit. 4. Static random-access memory. 5. According to European folklore, a Hand of Glory is the left hand of a man who has been hanged for murder. When used as a candle, those who perceive its light cannot approach its holder. 6. Produced in 1990, the Game Genie is a 'game-enhancing' module that attaches between the NES cartridge and console. It permits direct modification of reference addresses in the ROM of the cartridge via strings of characters, or 'code'. 7. No copy of The Seventh Door was recovered. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4054" by The Great Hippo, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4054. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. 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SCP-4055	euclid	Item #: 4055 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4055 is to be contained within a modified humanoid containment cell within Site-17. The entrance to SCP-4055’s cell must be replaced with a two door system. These doors may not be open within 6 seconds of each other in order to prevent escape. No fewer than two functioning thermal imaging cameras are to be situated within SCP-4055’s cell at all times. In the event of SCP-4055 being observed outside of its designated living quarters, the outer door is to be sealed until such time as SCP-4055 fully returns to containment. No communication is to be attempted outside of regulated testing. Description: SCP-4055 is a humanoid entity existing simultaneously 3 seconds before and after consensus time. SCP-4055 cannot be directly interacted with, but can be observed via its effects on its environment. The most consistent of these is via thermal imaging, allowing for observation of residual body heat. Due to the nature of its anomalous properties, SCP-4055 is capable of responding to stimulus 6 seconds before it is introduced. Communication is typically made via written notes. As the responses are ready before the questions are asked, interviews with SCP-4055 are typically concluded relatively quickly. Recovery: SCP-4055 was discovered following reports of a poltergeist in a forest in northern Scotland. When the initial containment team discovered that SCP-4055 was unaffected by standard ectomorph-disrupting equipment, containment was handed over to PTF Phi-7 (“Split Decisions”). Phi-7 discovered SCP-4055’s semi-corporeal nature upon observing its residual thermal signatures on trees within the forest. Containment was first attempted via erection of a 3 meter tall barricade, which was steadily closed around 4055 over the course of 2 hours. SCP-4055 escaped when Phi-7 attempted to transfer SCP-4055 to transport without the now-known 6 second buffer. After 2 more attempts, SCP-4055 was succesfully contained and transfered to Site 17. Experiment Log 4055: The following experiments were conducted entirely within SCP-4055’s cell, due to potential difficulty in reestablishing containment. Experiment 4055-1: Purpose: To attempt to establish communication with SCP-4055. Procedure: D-4055-1 was allowed into SCP-4055’s cell and instructed to attempt written communication via pen and paper. Results: D-4055-1 attempted communication for approximately 10 minutes with no success. After 10 minutes and 23 seconds, the words “Thanks for letting me have a turn” appeared on the paper. Notably, this occurred exactly 6 seconds before D-4055-1 dropped his pen out of surprise. Researcher Notes: This was quite informative. Not only do we know that SCP-4055 is sapient, we also know that its interaction with objects is somewhat limited by our use of them. Or maybe it’s just being polite. -Dr. Nyle Experiment 4055-3: Purpose: To attempt further communication with SCP-4055. Procedure: D-4055-2 was informed of SCP-4055’s nature, and was told to attempt to hold a regular conversation with it. D-4055-2 was provided with two pens to expedite the process. Results: D-4055-2 engaged in a 23 minute written discussion with SCP-4055. SCP-4055 claimed to be Bucky ██████, a 34 year old male from Wisconsin. Records state that Bucky was born in ████, meaning SCP-4055 would have to be ███ years old at time of interview. SCP-4055 refused to go into detail as to what brought on its current circumstances. Researcher Notes: We at least know that it’s humanoid due to the infrared cams, so its story at least has a little bit of credence to it. One thing that I don’t understand however is the discrepancy between some of our observations. For example, anything it writes appears all at once, instead of appearing as if it's actually being written by someone. Any body heat signatures picked on the cams also seem to change every time they’re unobserved, and seem slightly different for everyone. I'm going to need to look further into this. -Dr. Nyle Experiment 4055-5: Purpose: To explore the nature of SCP-4055’s existence. Procedure: SCP-4055 was provided with a handheld video camera, and asked to record a video. Results: 6 seconds before the instructions were given, the camera entered a state of apparent existential instability, during which each person present cited conflicting results as to its whereabouts. These ranged from being in the middle of the containment room floor, to not being in the room at all. This period lasted for 34 seconds, at which point the camera stabilised in the centre of the room. The recovered recording (now file 4055-1) has no sound. The video starts with a static view of the containment wall, but if observation is broken and resumed by an individual, the video will jump to another location for them. It has been discovered that rapidly blinking during observation provides a “flipbook” effect, essentially allowing for traditional viewing. A transcript of the file can be found below: 0:00-0:12, File begins, showing recording of containment wall. Minor camera movements consistent with handheld recording are apparent. 0:12-013, Recording moves rapidly downwards before returning to previous position. This is believed to be 4055 dropping and picking up the camera. 0:13-0:20, Recording rotates around the room, most likely 4055 checking the camera for damage. The video is intercut with brief periods of static during this time. 0:20-0:26, Recording is disrupted by heavy static for this duration. Some viewers claim to be able to make out a vague human silhouette. 0:26-0:33, Recording resumes, shows camera being slowly lowered to the floor. 0:34, Recording ends. Researcher Notes: So we’ve established this “flipbook effect” affects 4055 in every video account we have of it. None of our unreality filters seem to affect it either, so it's not a traditional reality disruption we’re looking at here. We’re holding off on any temporal containment testing for now since what we’ve currently got set up works, and we don’t know how 4055 would react. It could work fine, or it could be the figurative crossing of the streams. Another thing is the patches of static on file 4055-1. I’m pretty sure we’ve all concluded that these are the parts where 4055 should be in view (again, completely resistant to our unreality filters), but why can a handful of people, myself included, see something in it? Yes, it's kind of humanoid, but it definitely isn’t 4055. If 4055 was recording this, at most we’d be able to see the head, shoulders, some of the upper body. But this is a full person, standing like 5 feet from the camera. And like the rest of the file, it moves when I look away. -Dr. Nyle Experiment 4055-6: Purpose: To further investigate SCP-4055’s temporal properties Procedure: D-4055-2 was to be instructed to attempt communication with SCP-4055, but stop writing if any sign of SCP-4055 responding became apparent. Results: Upon entering SCP-4055’s containment chamber, D-4055-2 experienced a localised reality failure. Researcher Kent, who was due to give the instructions, underwent the same process. While no lasting damage to containment was noted, D-4055-2 and Researcher Kent were not recovered and are presumed KIA. Dr. Philips, who approved the experiment, has been relieved of his duties. Researcher Notes: Testing is being suspended until we can be sure an incident like this doesn’t happen again. I’m also making it abundantly clear to NEVER intentionally try to create a time paradox. I don’t give a damn what the hell you think we can learn. We’re here to secure, contain, and protect, and that comes before anything else. -Dr. Nyle Researcher Note: Level 4 Clearance Required Credentials Accepted After a lot of thought, I’ve come up with a theory about 4055. It all started with experiment 5. Why could some people see the figure in the static and some people couldn’t? After a lot of questions I found a pattern. Everyone who could see it had had past experience with temporal fractures and manipulation. Be it long term observation of time-bending skips, or just one big event. A few people who couldn’t see it before experiment 6 could afterwards. I think this just means our brains have adapted slightly, become more capable of processing things which we shouldn’t be able to process. The “flipbook effect” is probably another example of this. Imagine if we saw the changes that 4055 made to our time as they happened. Reality would be constantly warping and manipulating before our very eyes. Hell, maybe it is but we just can’t perceive it. While I’m not sure what exactly 4055-B is, I know it’s definitely something entirely different to Bucky. Is it trapping him outside of our time? Is it some kind of vehicle? A symbiote? Something we can’t comprehend? Is it even an entity in itself? It could just be some lump of twisted time thrown together by some type blue who got out of their depth. However, what we do know is that this thing is much more stable than it should be. Interacting with something before and after us simultaneously should be creating paradoxes constantly, but it doesn’t provided we don’t probe too deep. We’ve all seen what happens when we do. While this is mostly just conjecture, there is one thing I can say with absolute certainty; 4055-B is dangerous, and if the wrong person asks this thing the wrong questions, we could be looking at more than just small-scale reality failures. We could even be looking at a ZK-class end-of-time scenario. And the fact that there’s even something capable of this scares me more than anything. -Dr. Nyle ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4055" by Linosek, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4055. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4056	euclid	SCP-4056. Item #: SCP-4056 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation Personnel are to be stationed outside of SCP-4056 to amnestize any civilians who encounter the anomaly. Select humanoids within SCP-4056 have been transferred to be contained at Site-17 (See Addenum 4056.2 for details). Description: SCP-4056 is a facility located in northern Alaska. SCP-4056 contains approximately 550 different humanoids in cryogenic stasis chambers. While each of these humanoids varies from each other slightly in appearance, genetic analysis shows that their DNA is identical to that of Director Charles Ogden Gears. The stasis chambers in which each humanoid is housed appears to be powered by harnessing the cold temperatures and turning the lack of heat into an energy source. The technology used to do this is not well understood and theorized to be anomalous in nature. Additionally, each chamber is branded with a logo that resembles that of Prometheus Labs, except for a few key differences. Foundation contacts at Prometheus Labs have confirmed that no such cryogenic stasis cells have been developed by the company, nor have they developed technology capable of harnessing energy from the cold as these machines have. SCP-4056 contains a single furnished room that contains a bed, changes of clothes, a refrigerator with an apple and a single jar of strawberry jam in it, and a nightstand with a lamp and a picture of a man resembling Director Charles Ogden Gears at age 341 with a woman resembling his wife. Discovery: Incident 4056-0.01: On April 5th, 2049, PoI-4056 infiltrated Site-17 through unknown means. The subject was first detected by Foundation security systems at 21:02 outside Doctor Charles Gears' office. The following interaction was recorded between Doctor Gears and PoI-4056. + Incident Log 4056 - Incident Log 4056 <BEGIN LOG> [PoI-4056 opens the door to Dr. Gears' office and stops as he and Dr. Clef turn to face her.] PoI-4056: W-what? Dr. Clef: Oh, come in! We're not in a meeting, just two old men shooting the breeze. Dr. Gears: Janitorial services concluded at 6, and I cannot locate a badge on your person. This is not a member of Site Staff. [Dr. Gears rises from his seat after activating a silent alarm, Dr. Clef produces his authorized carry weapon and stands.] Dr. Clef: Well, well, well. Who are you? PoI-4056: How are you still awake? [Dr. Clef points his weapon at PoI-4056. PoI-4056 inspects her pockets before putting her hands at her hips.] PoI-4056: God damn it. I even triple checked. Dr. Gears: Though I don't believe we've met, you seem oddly familiar. PoI-4056: Whatever, doesn't matter. Come on, I'm getting you out of here. Dr. Gears: I do not intend on leaving this office. PoI-4056: I would ask nicely but it's never worked before…. but please? Please please please? [PoI-4056 takes a step towards Dr. Gears and Dr. Clef, a length of rope manifesting in her hand.] Dr. Clef: Hey. [Dr. Clef whistles to get PoI-4056's attention, steadying his aim.] I wouldn't take another step if I were you. PoI-4056: Alto, please. Just this once. Dr. Clef: I never told you my name. [Dr. Clef fires a single tracking round into PoI-4056's left arm. PoI-4056 stops and grasps her wound before disappearing in a flash of green light.] Dr. Clef: Didn't take you for the kind to leave broken hearts behind, Charlie. Ex-lover of yours? Heh. Dr. Gears: Do not antagonize me, Alto. We have an incident report to file. Dr. Clef: We? Hell no. You can file the paperwork. I've got game to hunt. Dr. Gears: I… would like to accompany you. [Dr. Clef laughs.] Dr. Clef: Son of a bitch, Charlie. Never thought you'd have it in you, heh. Let's get going. Are you a shotgun man or more of an AR guy? Dr. Gears: Neither, I'm afraid. <END LOG> PoI-4056 has been added to Foundation registry. Subject is of mixed race, female and thaumaturgically capable. Additionally, PoI-4056 appears to possess detailed information on the Foundation and several members of its personnel. PoI-4056 was tracked to SCP-4056. Addendum 4056.2: After locating SCP-4056 by following the tracker lodged in PoI-4056, Foundation personnel led by Dr. Gears waited until PoI-4056 was no longer detected within SCP-4056 before entering the facility. Below is a list of humanoids inspected by Dr. Gears and cleared for further investigation: Designation Notes Status AVN-98822 Subject's brain emits blue-colored bioluminescence and is slightly enlarged. Assigned to Site-34 research facility. AVN-36241 Instance speaks in incomprehensible bird-like squawks. Hair possesses a feather-like texture. Stored in SCP-4056. AVN-223647 Body is an amorphous mass. Subject expressed overwhelming pain upon the de-activation of its pod. Stored in SCP-4056. AVN-64573 Subject is genetically identical to Dr. Gears but shares no personality traits. Of note, the subject is in possession of a starburst-cut ruby ring, which it wears on its right ring finger. Stored in SCP-4056. AVN-95412 Subject lacks a physical body and appears as a brain suspended in an unknown fluid within a seemingly indestructible tank. Behaves and speaks similar to baseline Dr. Gears In Site-17 storage. AVN-1221 Subject physically appears similar to Dr. Gears, but moves stiffly and often speaks in non-sequiturs. Closer examinations of the subject indicate it is an autonomous robot installed with a presumably faulty AI, which is suspected to be the reason behind the subject's unusual speech patterns. In Site-17 storage. AVN-966315 No anomalous properties. Subject deemed closest to baseline Dr. Gears. In Site-17 confinement. Addendum SCP-4056.3: AVN-966315 was awoken from its cryostasis because it appeared to be one of the SCP-4056 instance that was closest to baseline Dr. Gears. The following interview took place between Dr. Gears and AVN-966315 to attempt to gain understanding into the purpose of SCP-4056. + Interview 4056-1 - Interview 4056-1 <Begin Transcript> Gears: Afternoon. AVN-966315: Afternoon, Dr. Gears. Gears: Do you know where you've been recovered from? AVN-966315: No. All I know is that, wherever I was being taken, it was for my own good. She'd awaken me when, and I quote, the coast was clear. Gears: Why do you think this? AVN-966315: Because that's what your daughter told me before the sedative kicked in. Gears: I must correct you, but I can assure you that whoever kidnapped you was not my daughter. AVN-966315: Is this not your home dimension? Gears: She did not come from here. We don't know where she came from, yet. AVN-966315: Regardless, she is still Allison. Gears: She has been labeled PoI-4056 and is currently being investigated by the Foundation and is believed to be actively working to endanger its personnel. She is not my daughter and is likely not yours either. AVN-966315: Maybe not yours, or mine, but someone like us. And I know that I raised my Allison to be honest with her parents. [There is a 10-second silence as Doctor Gears takes notes.] Gears: Have you interacted with any other individuals sharing our identity? AVN-966315: I have not. Gears: Just Al… PoI-4056. AVN-966315: Yes. Gears: And you trust her? AVN-966315: My daughter would not lie to me. And yours? [There is a 5-second pause.] Gears: She would not. AVN-966315: Then we are in agreement. Gears: That will conclude this interview. <End Transcript> Addendum 4056.4: Following the interview with AVN-966315, Dr. Gears authorized Operation ICEBOX. MTF Alpha-99 "Fridge Raiders", led by Dr. Clef and Dr. Gears, were stationed at SCP-4056 in an attempt to ambush and capture PoI-4056. On September 8th, 2049, PoI-4056 appeared, and Operation ICEBOX commenced. + Incident Log 4056 - Incident Log 4056 <BEGIN LOG> [PoI-4056 appears through a portal in front of MTF Alpha-99 members Echo 12 and Delta 5 within SCP-4056.] Echo 12: Shit, it's her! Delta 5: Hands up, lady! Echo 12: Alpha, this is Echo 12, we found her! Track our signal! [PoI-4056 points their right index and middle finger at both guards, firing a projectile of blue energy at them. Both guards collapse as if frozen.] PoI-4056: Yikes. Hope I didn't hit them too hard. [PoI-4056 examines the guard's bodies. A door opens further down the hall. Doctor Gears approaches at a standard pace.] PoI-4056: W-what the hell? You never go out in the field! What are you doing here? Dr. Gears: I have alerted our forces on-location. They will arrive shortly. I suggest you immediately surrender yourself. PoI-4056: Whatever. You coming here saves me a bunch of time. I don't have a lot of time to explain but if you just trust me on this I can explain lat- Dr. Gears: I am afraid that I refuse to go quietly. PoI-4056: While I’m not surprised you'd say that, you don’t carry weapons on you so it’ll be hand to hand, I’m stronger and faster, so I’ll get the better of you. We've done this before and you've never come out on top. Dr. Gears: I have never done this before. PoI-4056: Other yous have. [PoI-4056 raises their hand towards Dr. Gears, who draws a stun gun.] Dr. Gears: But I am not them. PoI-4056: You wouldn't shoot me… your own daughter, would you? [Dr. Gears aims at PoI-4056] Dr. Gears: My daughter? You are not Allison, I am certain of this. PoI-4056: I might not be her exactly, but I am Allison. Please, just listen to me. [Dr. Gears hesitates and lowers his stun gun.] PoI-4056: I'm begging you, I can explain everything later but for right now I need you to work with me… [The sound of the remaining members of MTF Alpha-99 approaching can be heard.] PoI-4056: … please. I just want to— [Six members of MTF Alpha-99 enter the hallway from the Northern access point. Dr. Gears raises his stun gun again, training it on PoI-4056.] PoI-4056: … dad? [Dr. Gears fires, and then immediately drops the stun gun. PoI-4056 staggers, attempting to escape before falling. MTF Alpha-99 seizes and constrains PoI-4056.] Dr. Gears: Shit… shit! <END LOG> Doctor Gears refused to comment on his interaction with PoI-4056 following her detainment. Foundation records indicate Doctor Gears' daughter, Allison Chao, died in a vehicle collision with her mother2 in December of 2019. Addendum 4056.05: Following the capture of PoI-4056, an interview was held by Dr. Gears to attempt to gain insight into the assailant's actions. PoI-4056 is being temporarily contained at Site-17 until a sufficiently secure containment cell is constructed at Site-34. + Interview 4056-2 - Interview 4056-2 <BEGIN LOG> Dr. Gears: Greetings. PoI-4056: Hi… dad. Dr. Gears: Why do you call me this? PoI-4056: Well, even over all the different multiverses, you don't change all that much. I mean, the version of you from my universe has a little more hair on his head, but that's the biggest difference. I guess it just feels the same. Dr. Gears: I would appreciate it if you refrained from referring to me as a family member. PoI-4056: Fine. You have questions I assume? Dr. Gears: Why did you attempt to capture me? PoI-4056: To save you. Dr. Gears: Save me from what? PoI-4056: I don't fucking know! There's so much terrible shit that goes on here that I could be saving you from. Being lobotomized, spending eternity in a nightmare slumber, probably something else? Dr. Gears: But you were not saving me from a known threat. PoI-4056: No… but— no. There was nothing known. Dr. Gears: And I infer from this that the facility we found in the north was where you gathered other versions of me that you saved? PoI-4056: Yes. Well, I didn't gather them all myself. I had help. Dr. Gears: From other versions of you? PoI-4056: Yes. Dr. Gears: Why are you trying to save versions of me? PoI-4056: I— What kind of a question is that? Dr. Gears: I do not understand what vested interest you have in keeping me, or any other versions of me alive. If they are as similar to me as you say, they most likely lived lives detached from you. PoI-4056: I mean… you're not wrong but… like— it's more than just that! Dr. Gears: Could you please elaborate? PoI-4056: I don't want you to die! Or… or something worse! I've saved other versions of you from being locked up inside their own head, unable to communicate with the rest of the world. Another one I saved from being enslaved by a world of mutants. Or being digested forever in the stomach of a giant fucking bird! Just suffering. Forever. Which might happen to you now. I don't want my dad to live out his life as a brain in a fucking trash bag. Dr. Gears: But I am not your father. PoI-4056: But you're still… you're still him. You still have your own Allison. I don't want to see you suffer just like how she wouldn't want to see you suffer. Dr. Gears: [While continuing to take notes] Actually, my daughter died with her mother in a car crash before the advent of Omega-k. PoI-4056: Oh… I see. That's why this universe wasn't responding to our communication… PoI-4056 looks into her lap as Gears finishes writing. Dr. Gears: I believe that is all I have for today. PoI-4056: So, you're going to keep me here, right? Dr. Gears: That is what we are supposed to do. PoI-4056: Your own daughter. Dr. Gears: You are not baseline, and technically, you are not my daughter. PoI-4056: Heh, yeah. I guess I'm not. It'd be foolish for me to expect much else from you anyways. Dr. Gears: Indeed. And as per standard Foundation protocol for humanoid anomalies, we'll have to build for you a social regimen with regular check-ups. [PoI-4056 nods.] Dr. Gears: As the lead on this project, that means that I'll be the one performing the weekly interviews. PoI-4056: You're coming back? Dr. Gears: I'll see you in seven days, Allison. <END LOG> Footnotes 1. The main difference between the two being the man in the picture has significantly more hair. 2. 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SCP-4057	euclid	To My Successor, I would like to once again congratulate you on your selection for my position. I am growing old (finally), and it now falls to you to take up the mantle of O5-2. You have been exceptionally diligent and compliant in your preparations for this position, and I thank you for that, but in regards to your questions around familial and romantic ties: I understand. Humans are very social creatures, we desire something to hold on to, to touch, to love (Trust me, I've been there too.) This article has since been archived; the current SCP-4057 slot now holds something more timely and unexplained, but we keep it on hand as an exemplar, a reminder of a piece of history that we can't repeat. This was a time before RAISA, before the Ethics Committee, when there were no checks on our power and as such this mistake was easier to make. Nonetheless, I consider this a fine example of why it is our responsibility to distance ourselves. 04/08/64 27/03/66 09/10/67 22/02/69 03/03/69 Item #: SCP-4057 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-19. Interaction is permitted for Level 3 researchers and higher. Description: SCP-4057 is a female human of French descent. When viewed, subjects perceive that SCP-4057 will encounter imminent danger. The effect is believed to be memetic in nature, and will occur regardless of whether or not SCP-4057 is in a secure location, or in the presence of persons adequately equipped to defend her from threats. The type of danger perceived varies, but is in a majority of cases a malicious entity that seeks to cause her harm, such as a wild animal, a criminal, or in severe cases an anomalous entity. Discovery: SCP-4057 presented herself to Site-19 on 02/08/64, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing severe worry for her condition. The civilians were administered an amnestic drug, and SCP-4057 willingly entered containment. It is unknown how SCP-4057 was aware of the location of Site-19, and has not revealed such information when questioned. Item #: SCP-4057 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment cell in Site-19. Interaction is permitted for Level 3 researchers and higher after a full body contaminant and dangerous goods search. SCP-4057-1 is at the time of writing uncontained. Description: SCP-4057 is a female human of French descent. When viewed, subjects perceive that SCP-4057 will encounter imminent danger. The effect is believed to be memetic in nature, and will occur regardless of whether or not SCP-4057 is in a secure location, or in the presence of persons adequately equipped to defend her from threats. SCP-4057 is believed to be the sole target of SCP-4057-1, a malicious entity that seeks to cause SCP-4057 harm. It is unknown how this relationship is created, though researchers hypothesize that SCP-4057's memetic effect acts as both a "beacon" for SCP-4057-1 and a defense mechanism for SCP-4057. The meme has been identified as man-made. Discovery: SCP-4057 presented herself to Site-19 on 02/08/64, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing severe worry for her condition. The civilians were administered an amnestic drug, and SCP-4057 willingly entered containment. It is unknown how SCP-4057 was aware of the location of Site-19, and has not revealed such information when questioned. SCP-4057 has requested visits from members of the O5 council. The requests have been denied. Item #: SCP-4057 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057-1 is at the time of writing uncontained. SCP-4057 is to be contained in a hermetically sealed special containment cell in site 19. Cell is to be 7x7x3m, walls are to consist of 3cm of lead. An observation window is to be connected to an observation room built to the same specifications, 5x5x3m in size. MTF-Phi ("Daughter Mine") is to remain stationed at Site-19 for the protection of SCP-4057. Description: SCP-4057 is a human female of French descent, who is the sole target of an anomalous entity designated SCP-4057-1. SCP-4057-1 appears to express disinterest in all other humans, and as such has been observed multiple times. All attempts at ascertaining the form of SCP-4057-1 have failed. The reasons are as follows: Entity does not manifest on photographic or video evidence Sounds made by the entity do not manifest on audio evidence Descriptions of entity are inconclusive, and vary from person to person. Research into the possible nature of SCP-4057-1 as a polymorphic entity is ongoing. Discovery: SCP-4057 presented herself to Site-19 on 02/08/64, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing severe worry for her condition. The civilians were administered an amnestic drug, and SCP-4057 willingly entered containment. It is unknown how SCP-4057 was aware of the location of Site-19, and has not revealed such information when questioned. Multiple persons have also recently attempted entry into Site-19, expressing interest in SCP-4057. SCP-4057 has requested visits from members of the O5 council. The requests have been denied. Multiple members of the O5 council are currently under investigation for potential ties to SCP-4057. It is unknown if current containment procedures for SCP-4057 will be sufficient to ensure her safety from SCP-4057-1. Item #: SCP-4057 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be contained in a specially built containment cell at Site 19. Cell walls are to consist of steel titanium lead a lead-titanium alloy, 3cm 5cm 10cm 1 meter 10 meters thick. MTF-Phi ("Daughter Mine") MTF-Epsilon ("Nine-Tailed Fox") MTF-Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand") All MTFs are to station themselves at Site 19 and prepare for an possible likely guaranteed imminent ongoing external breach of containment. In addition, the combined nations of the EU NATO world have agreed to provide 100 1000 4000 10000 soldiers each, to be positioned at and around Site 19. Interaction with SCP-4057 is strictly forbidden because we need to keep her safe Description: SCP-4057 is a girl1 who is the sole target of an entity designated SCP-4057-1. SCP-4057-1 is2 SCP-4057-1 is3 SCP-4057-1 is4 SCP-4057-1 is5 SCP-4057-1 is a baroque humanoid, devoid of penguins. Excavated into the footnotes of his head are a murder of alphabets, a patriarchy of knives, and an oval void of malice and postmodernity.6 The vagrant wings posess full olives, and have been chauffeured to the corruption, as symmetric its colourful fangs. 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"That poor, poor girl." 2. "Well, do we know what it is?" 3. "Everybody says it's something different, doc. We just don't know." 4. "Wait, one of the researchers says he knows how to describe it. Should we let him?" 5. "Well, might as well try. 'Guy might manage to get something right." 6. "My god, this guy's practically in a trance…" 7. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S OUTSIDE THE FUCKING THING'S IN HERE WITH US! LOOK OUT IT'S GONNA GET YO-" Item #: SCP-4057 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4057 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-19. Interaction is prohibited for all personnel without 5/4057 clearance or higher until a countermeme is developed. Description: SCP-4057 is a female human of French descent named Marie Williamette, the daughter of O5-7. When SCP-4057 is viewed by any living being, the subject will perceive her as being in imminent danger. The form of danger perceived varies, but is in the majority of cases an anomalous entity which seeks to harm SCP-4057. The effect is memetic, virulent and self replicating (See Incident 4057-A). As a result, any subject that has viewed SCP-4057 will spread the memetic infection when they are viewed. SCP-4057 has requested visits from members of the O5 council. The request has been granted. Incident 4057-A: On 02/08/64, SCP-4057 presented itself to Site-19, surrounded by 5 civilians expressing concern for her condition. The civilians were believed to be the first instances of SCP-4057 infection. The civilians were administered Class-A amnestics and allowed to return to society. This marked the containment breach of SCP-4057. The memetic infection spread at an exponential rate, affecting approximately 100% of the world population by 1967. The meme then self replicated within infected subjects, increasing the severity of the memetic effect and leading to the (as of the time of writing) ongoing PK-Class Perceptive Breakdown Event. There currently exist 14 persons inoculated against the memetic effect, namely all 13 members of the O5 council, and SCP-4057 itself. Information restricted to Level 5 clearance. Please enter credentials. Credentials accepted. Welcome, Overseer. To the O5 council, Secure, Contain, Protect. Our three axioms I helped create decades ago, and in my selfish quest to enforce one, I have failed in carrying out all three. I believe an explanation is in order. Five years ago, my husband was killed. I don't know by whom, but all I know is that he was killed as a means of getting to me. I wept for days, and poor Marie… I knew I couldn't let it happen again. I considered an MTF, too conspicuous, too invasive. I considered undercover operations, a group of people, maybe have her teacher at school replaced by an operative who could keep her safe. But then it dawned on me: memetics would be the perfect safeguard. A meme, affecting just her, that would tap into the maternal and paternal parts of the mind. The part of you that sees a child walking down the street alone and feels the need, the obligation, to ask if they're ok, to show them kindness and the way home. Who needs bodyguards when the entire world can be your shield? I went to Marshall, Carter & Dark and gave them a task. Save my daughter. Save my little Marie. The right price was offered, enough to sway their minds to my view, and it was finished in a matter of weeks. The coffee in one of the O5 meetings was conceptually tied with the countermeme, and you were all innoculated, plain and simple. No-one had to know. Marie was so happy, seeing every researcher and D-Class in the site being so kind to her, a small sliver of hope in a world full of incomprehensible nightmares. It went against every fiber of my being, I knew I was breaking something sacred, betraying the Foundation. I deliberated over my decision for months. I knew it had to be done however, or Marie would have been killed, or tortured, or… something, years ago. But they made a mistake. The meme was virulent. It was intended to be a single instance, that would deconstruct outside the host; that way only those near her would worry. But it started to grow inside her, and it didn't die out in the minds of those affected. They became infected, and spread the meme. We didn't realize until years later, when my darling girl was already in containment, when crowds of people who had never even heard of her started trying to break down the walls of Site 19, worried sick for a girl they never knew. But it didn't stop. It kept festering and growing inside all the infected, and the worries kept getting worse and worse, becoming more than just an abstract concept, becoming a creature, your worst nightmare that you never knew existed out to get this little girl. Now, people are dying because the hallucinations are so visceral, so real that their brain shuts down completely from the shock. This was my selfish idea, my hubris that lead to all this. Marie is so scared, locked in a tiny windowless chamber with walls 10 meters thick, all because of me. I have no doubt I will be amnesticized after this, possibly even here and now, but I implore you: let me finish and administer the countermeme. Let me clean up my own mess. If I can't even do that, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Secure, Contain, Protect. Let me prove to you that I still can. ~ O5-7 O5 council minutes restricted to Level 5 clearance. Please enter credentials. Credentials accepted. Welcome, Overseer. RECORD OF DECISION - OVERSEER COUNCIL ACTION #4057-1 MOTION AS FOLLOWS: ALLOW 05-7 TO CREATE AND ADMINISTER AN SCP-4057 COUNTERMEME TO THE GLOBAL POPULATION BEFORE AMNESTICIZATION. YEA: O5-3, O5-5, O5-8, O5-9, O5-11, O5-13 NAY: O5-1, O5-4, O5-6, O5-10, O5-12 ABSTAIN: O5-7 (EXEMPT DUE TO MISCONDUCT), O5-2 RESULT: MOTION PASSES RECORD OF DECISION - OVERSEER COUNCIL ACTION #4057-2 MOTION AS FOLLOWS: ENSURE ALL CHOSEN MEMBERS OF OVERSEER COUNCIL HAVE NO LIVING IMMEDIATE FAMILY PRIOR TO APPOINTMENT AS OVERSEER. YEA: O5-1, O5-3, O5-4, O5-5, O5-6, O5-8, O5-9, O5-10, O5-11, O5-12, O5-13 NAY: O5-2 ABSTAIN: O5-7 (EXEMPT DUE TO MISCONDUCT) RESULT: MOTION PASSES Love makes us do the most irrational things, and -7 was so full of love, for her darling Marie, for her husband, and it clouded her judgement. We were the only two women on the council at the time, so we shared a certain… Sisterhood, I guess you might say. That was why I stood against every other council member in that final vote. I wanted her to know that she wasn't alone in loving, that we all still felt something despite the weight of our position, that I was still there for her. She was amnesticized and demoted to a junior researcher, and she still works here to this day. We're prohibited from talking to her, for obvious reasons, but… I still feel so, so sorry for her. I can't say I've ever known the maternal bond as a mother, but I knew it as a child, and it is the strongest bond known to man, or woman for that matter. I understand why she did the things she did; had I a daughter, I would have done the same. I still see her sometimes, however. Observing from a distance, seeing the work she does, seeing Marie, now a beautiful woman working in memetics, ironically. She was amnesticized too, as was everyone else at the Foundation and the world at large, it came as part and parcel of the countermeme. But the countermeme didn't affect every species. I frequently join Marie for walks in the woods, wearing the clothes and bearing the credentials of a fellow researcher. The way the animals adore her, fuss over her, it's… Regardless, I understand how painful it will be to say goodbye to your friends and family, only to have them amnesticized. It used to be that a cover story was created saying you died. Believe me, amnestics are far less painful for all involved. This is a part of our history that we can't afford to repeat. It nearly destroyed us the first time, and with the delicate balance we maintain now, it would most certainly destroy us were it to happen today. I hope your preparations go smoothly, and O5-1 through -13 will all welcome you with open arms as the new -2. Secure, Contain, Protect. O5-2 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4057" by Researcher Blasko, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4057. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4058	safe	 close Info X SCP-4058: We Become Stories That Are Dying To Be Told Author: $Mnml$ (More from this author.) Image Source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/jiuguangw/7422071226 The Thomas Jefferson Building Main Reading Room. All individuals pictured are Foundation agents enacting Operation LeVar. Item #: SCP-4058 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation assets have been tasked with keeping libraries and other collections of physical literary materials worldwide below a threshold item count, above which SCP-4058 becomes audible. Per Operation Reading Rainbow, books and physical copies of documents in the Foundation's possession are to be accumulated at the Central Resource Nolan-Peoples Library at Site-19. Following clarification of the above threshold count and large-scale reproduction of SCP-4058, items are to be returned to their original sites or be redistributed according to Foundation literary vacancies. Incoming additions to the Foundation's literary collection are to be allocated by the same considerations. A dedicated staff of D-Class as well as multi-lingual scholars are to be deployed to the Library of Congress, per Operation LeVar. Please refer to that operation's charter for additional details. Description: SCP-4058 is an emergent acoustic phenomenon exclusive to the Library of Congress in Washington D.C. Captured examples of SCP-4058 can be sampled in the Site-19 Audio Library. Staff and patrons of the Library of Congress describe a gradual onset of faint, droning sounds within the library, beginning some time after May 2018 and developing over the course of several weeks. The sounds have since become louder and increasingly disruptive, interrupting operations and discouraging patronage to such an extent as to compromise budgeting and projected funding from the U.S. Government. Stationed audio recording equipment and pilotless trials in the library have confirmed that SCP-4058 occurs only when an individual is present. Addenda 1. Transcripts and Documentation a. Initial Meeting & Observations: Display Audio Transcript - Hide Transcript Foreword: After in-house maintenance and the library's engineers could not find or suggest a source of the sound, the Foundation was alerted to the phenomenon by an embedded executive, who also contacted the Unusual Incidents Unit (UIU) branch of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. A premier firm of acousticians (1 representative sent) was consulted at the behest of the executive staff. The Foundation approved the collaboration, given clearance from the Ethics Committee that the acoustician be amnesticized by any means necessary in the event of a classified information breach. The following are excerpts from conversations between the team members. Present company includes Agent Wells (recording via an attached condenser mic), acoustician Dr. Ciaph Fullfölja, Ph.D., and Agents Drumel and Cyllus of the UIU. Extraneous dialogue has been removed and indicated accordingly. The team enters the building from the 1st Street SE entrance, and into the library's mezzanine. A droning sound is picked up on the condenser mic as they enter. [BEGIN LOG] Agent Drumel: I thought libraries were supposed to be havens for peace and quiet. Agent Cyllus: It has to be a good 70 dB. What would you say, doctor? Dr. Fullfölja: Let me check. (Shuffling of clothes can be heard, followed by clicks.) 63.5 dB. Agent Drumel: Not bad, Katherine. Agent Cyllus: It was a cinch. You're an easy 70 almost all the time and it's about that annoying in here. Agent Drumel: Yeah well the patrons seem to agree; there's no one here. Agent Wells: Except for our hostess… Footsteps are heard approaching, echoing through the large room. Carla D. Hayden:1 Welcome, welcome. Thank you all so much for coming today. Agent Drumel: Huh? Carla D. Hayden: Yes, I know, it is bad. It's actually a bit quieter in here than elsewhere in the library, I assure you, and also a bit quieter than the noise from the street outside. Sorry to meet you all under such uncomfortable conditions. But we appreciate your help and desperately need it. This is killing the library. Agent Wells: Happy to be here. Carla D. Hayden: I wanted to meet you all together, as I believe you can benefit from each other. Is there anything I can explain further that might help you? Dr. Fullfölja: We had spoken earlier about schematics. Carla D. Hayden: Yes, of course. Those will be made available to you within the hour. Agent Drumel: I think I've heard enough. Agent Cyllus: (Quietly) Start acting like a professional, please. Agent Drumel: Yes ma'am. We'll begin immediately. Carla D. Hayden: Yes, thank you. The staff has been made aware of your presence, please don't hesitate to contact me or my team for help. Thank you all again. Per Agent Wells, at this time Dr. Fullfölja began unpacking a carryall bag and assembling an array of standing microphones around the mezzanine and the surrounding rooms. Agents Drumel, Cyllus, and Wells began walking the library. Agent Drumel: So what do you think of all this, hearing it in person now? Agent Cyllus: It sounds like a paper factory. But it could still be a lot of explainable things. Agent Drumel: Oh? Like what? Agent Cyllus: Hums like these are common in electrical systems, especially those housed in aged structural components, both of which are ubiquitous in this library. Agent Drumel: Sure, but they shut off the electricity briefly last week and the sounds remained. Agent Cyllus: That might not rule out the effects of capacitance. Enough charge from the constant stream of supplied electricity over the last hundred years stored on big enough capacitors could still be shedding some of the energy via sound. Or what about seismic waves and their potential reverberation with the architecture of this structure, it acting as a kind of echo chamber? There's got to be natural frequency to this library as a whole; hit it with the right wavelength of sound waves and it can cause a number of overtones. Agent Drumel: But the subsoil of this region isn't conducive to such complete propagation of sound waves, nor is seismic activity a concern here. Agent Cyllus: Right, the library must be on an ancient burial ground, then. Look, it's no complete theory, not yet. It's mere shooting in the dark because there isn't any other rational explanation to move forward with. (Pause) We'll need more data. Our acoustician friend should help with that. I'm not convinced that because the civil engineers couldn't find a source we should be looking for something preternatural. And I hate that you pushed that agenda so quickly out of the gate with our esteemed colleague. I don't think he was impressed. Agent Drumel: Alright, my turn. What about the mosaic of Minerva there at the entrance? Agent Cyllus: What about it? Agent Drumel: Did her presence inspire any ideas as to what might be going on? Agent Wells: Minerva is the Roman goddess of wisdom. Seems like her placement here is explained easily enough. Agent Drumel: Yes, she is, but what's less known is that she's also the sponsor of strategic warfare. According to the myths, she was born in battle armor for crying out loud. She lived inside Jupiter, her mother having been swallowed by him, and it was said she was the source of a constant pounding and ringing to such an agonizing extent that Jupiter commissioned the iron god Vulcan to craft a hammer to split Jupiter's head open and release her from within him. Agent Cyllus: I fail to see the connection. Agent Drumel: What if we are Vulcan here? Or better yet, the hammer? Agent Cyllus: Out of the millions of documents and countless mythos contained in this library, you think that the entirety of the events occurring here can be pinned down to a few sentences tangentially ascribed to Minerva? Agent Drumel: But that's my point, Katherine. Ideas can manifest in physical ways when they become crowded. How many thoughts can you simultaneously fit inside your head, for example, before it manifests as a headache? Has it ever been asked; what happens when you physically amass such a massive collection of ideas? Do they, like the ideas in our minds begin to compete with one another for space, a kind of warfare for their actualization in the real world? I think it's no mistake that this phenomenon is happening here, in the largest library in the world. And it might not be Minerva herself, but I don't think we're going to find answers in the acoustics of the building, the reverberation capacity of the solid media, or in the electrical circuits. Agent Cyllus: It's poetic, and it's true that only a certain amount of data can be present before an event horizon, but I don't think abstract ideas work in the same way, and I certainly don't think they are alive, waring with one another. Agent Drumel: Maybe not ideas themselves, but they are the germinal form of all living things and actions. Once you, Katherine, were just a thought. Like me, like all of us. Any structure, government, movement whether artistic or political, all once only an idea. What if what's manifesting here is another type, or species of germinated thought? Agent Cyllus: I'm not sure what you're getting at. Agent Drumel: What about you, Agent Wells? What do you think? Agent Wells: I think the noise got a lot quieter when we passed the Hispanic Reading Room. Agent Drumel: …you sure? Agent Wells: Let's see. The agents turn and walk towards the Hispanic Reading Room. SCP-4058 notably diminishes in volume. Agent Drumel: Well I'll be. Agent Wells: I couldn't help but notice after I tuned you two out. Agent Drumel: (Chuckling) I wish I could do that. That's a gift. Agent Cyllus: What do you think it means? Agent Wells: I… don't know. That it is not a constant volume throughout the library could support your theory of capacitance or reverberation… I can't think of a reason why European ideas would be fighting with each other more than Hispanic ones though. Agent Cyllus: What are you doing, Agent Wells? Agent Wells: Inspecting the bookshelves themselves. We've seen such things at the Foundation, you know. The agents are radioed and asked to head towards the mezzanine to reconvene with Dr. Fullfölja. Agent Wells: Doctor, I don't mean to be presumptive, but I believe they've recorded some samples already. Dr. Fullfölja: Yes, they have. I'm noise mapping. I'm taking sound pictures, essentially, in order to model the propagation of the noise generated by… whatever it is making this sound. Agent Wells: Any chance it will tell you the source? Dr. Fullfölja: Not exactly; this is primarily for predicting the effects of noise mitigation strategies that I'll recommend later. My role here is more prescriptive than it is investigatory. After I model the acoustic performance of this building, I could theoretically postulate sound sources and see if the expected behavior matches the pictures of what we're observing here, but… Agent Cyllus: …but what? Dr. Fullfölja: (Chuckles) As far as the detection of a sound source goes, no technology is even remotely close or will be in the distant future to what you and I have already brought to the table; ears. Agent Cyllus: I see. Do you need any help? Dr. Fullfölja: Frankly, I do — this will take some time — but this is a one-person job, I'm afraid. Besides, it's necessary that I have a sterile environment, and that means we'll all have to exit the building for me to complete the mapping. Agent Wells: Would it be okay if we're on another floor? Dr. Fullfölja: …the basements would be acceptable, I suppose. Agent Drumel: Before we go… we noticed some significant discrepancies in volume regarding the noise back there. Any idea why that might be causing that? Dr. Fullfölja: Sounds like it could be negative interference; the sound waves hitting each other in a way that provides some cancellation. Could also be a function of the immediate environment… temperature, humidity, even the materials of the books within the individual rooms can contribute to changes in acoustic performance for the same sound. Where did you notice this? Agent Wells: Near the Hispanic Reading Room. Dr. Fullfölja: Get back to me about it. I'll see if the sound models include that bit. The agents locate the entrance to the basement levels, however, this entrance is locked with a security gate. Agent Drumel: Excuse me… Excuse me, hello. My name is Agent Drumel, this is Agent Cyllus and Agent Wells. We are hoping to gain access to the basement. Librarian: I'm sorry, the basement is off limits to patrons. Agents Drumel and Cyllus produce their FBI badges. Agent Drumel: We'd appreciate it. Librarian: Right this way. Agent Wells: (Quietly, to Agent Cyllus) …must be nice. The agents gain access to the basement. Agent Drumel: So, what is down here? Librarian: On B1, some very important stuff. Original manuscripts, the original library of Thomas Jefferson, presidential memoirs dating back to George Washington… do be careful, please. B2 is where we keep the oldest, most valuable items… like original vellum artifacts and other things of the utmost historical significance. Agent Wells: Has anyone been down in the basements since this began? Librarian: Yes, Mrs. Hayden and a few others a couple days ago. They didn't find anything unusual, I don't believe. Well… unusual for these circumstances, I guess. Oh! Speaking of which, you reminded me… down there… it's damaging. Here, take these. The librarian hands the agents noise-dampening earphones. The agents thank her and descend the staircase to B1. As they descend, the condenser microphone is overwhelmed by a markedly louder droning noise. Only a partial transcript is possible during this time. Agent Cyllus: Wo—(indistinct) endless bookshelves. Agent Drumel: (Indistinct) small portion of the 800 plus miles (indistinct) Agent Wells: Why is it so much louder here? Could the source be here? Agent Cyllus: Let's keep walking, maybe (indistinct) After coursing the level, the agents have no leads as to a source and are at a loss as to how to proceed. Agent Wells inspects the bookshelves again, accidentally knocking a volume off in the process, which opens as it hits the floor. Agent Drumel: What did y—(indistinct) Agent Wells: I noticed something odd when I read this page, look. Agent Cyllus: …a treatise on… phlogiston? I don't see (indistinct) specifically speaking. Agent Wells: Read some of it. Agent Cyllus: (Indistinct)—y God. Agent Drumel: Who's v—(indistinct) we hearing? Agent Wells: I don't know. Is it the same for you two? Agent Drumel: It's de—(indistinct) white British m—(indistinct) Agent Wells: The author checks out. Agent Cyllus: I just can't (indistinct) saying, though. (Indistinct) muddled. Agent Drumel: Well, this (indistinct) something. At this time, Agent Wells time collects the books and motions to the UIU agents to leave. They walk up the staircase and return the headphones to the librarian. Librarian: Excuse me, but those books are not for checking out. Agent Wells: Contact Mrs. Hayden. Tell her it's Agent Wells. Librarian: (Ringing) Hello— hey it's me. Could you tell James that I need to get a message, err, a question to Mrs. Hayden? It's about the investigation. Yes, the agents, they want to take some items from the B1 with them. I don't know. No, it is Agent Wells. Wells. Yes, I'll wait. (Pause) O— Okay. (Hangs up) Well. Have a nice day, Agent Wells. Agent Wells: Thank you, you too. Agent Cyllus: (Quietly) …must be nice. [END LOG] b. Digital Correspondences: Display Files - Hide Files The following is a series of emails sent between members of the collaborative team. To: MWells@████ From: JMD003@████ Subject: FWD: Models - Library of Congress Wells, "Unlikely"? He really isn't saying anything at all in that statement. I think some people don't want to believe. Anyway, Agent Cyllus was able to hack obtain Dr. Acoustician's models. I got another buddy of mine to simulate Dr. Full-of-it's project; gave him a copy of the schematics we received from Carla, and had him assign an arbitrary decibel level value to each room, creating clusters of sound based on their official book counts per room. I then compared his results with Caiph's; they are almost identical overlays. When scanned in, computer programs can find only a 0.42% discrepancy. I've included the results. Forwarded Message: To: cfullfölja@████████ From: JMD003@████ Dr. Fullfölja, It was a pleasure working with you this past week at the Library of Congress. I am writing to inquire about the mapping models you produced, the ones your recommendations to the library were based on. Did you happen to find anything that reproduced the volume discrepancies in them — both the ones on the main floor, and the ones mentioned to you in the basement? Thank you, Jeffery Drumel To: JMD003@████ From: cfullfölja@████████ Jeffery, Based on the data I collected, I have to say that an internal source is unlikely. The discrepancies you and your team noted were not accounted for on the models. I noticed that that there were several windows in the areas you mentioned, and upon asking, that the staff intermittently opens them per patron request, barring the weather. I also noticed that the library is surrounded by multiple, four-lane roads which are constantly populated with cars. I wonder if anyone on your team noticed if these were open or cracked. Cordially, Caiph To: cfullfölja@████████ From: JMD003@████ Did you try simulating the books themselves as the source(s) of the sound(s)? Respectfully, Drumel To: JMD003@████ From: cfullfölja@████████ No. Respectfully, Ciaph To: cfullfölja@████████ From: JMD003@████ Can I ask why not? - Drumel To: JMD003@████ From: cfullfölja@████████ Sure. Because that is ridiculous. To: cfullfölja@████████ From: JMD003@████ I bet that if you input the books as the source of the sounds, you'll have an exact match. - Drumel To: JMD003@████ From: cfullfölja@████████ I am more afraid of encouraging your peculiar beliefs than discovering something paranormal about all this. Besides, I would be pigeonholing the data too much at that point; you'd get exactly what you want to see and it would only be confirmation bias. I don't care if the model would match up exactly, the idea that the sound could be from the books is unscientific, and frankly, you are not doing a service to your department or the FBI for that matter in this pursuit. To: cfullfölja@████████ From: JMD003@████ What about the fact that the sound doesn't occur unless someone is in the building? To: JMD003@████ From: cfullfölja@████████ I admit there are some aspects to this case that I don't quite understand and some psychoacoustics at play that may exceed my expertise. But to have me put in a report to both my firm and the Library of Congress that there are supernatural elements here is equal to academic suicide. Besides, I don't believe it. I don't have an answer, but a lack of it doesn't verify anything else either. I’ve made my recommendations in order to dampen the sound, and that’s as far as I need to go. To: JMD003@████ From: MWells@████ Jeff, Sorry you were called back so quickly. At least he's not putting his head in the sand completely. We weren't able to make any progress with B2, the sound was just too loud. My people are reorganizing a task force that is apparently equipped for just such environments, if you can believe it. Thank you for the models. They should be instrumental in developing a plan to deal with the noise on our end. I’m going to recommend something of a mix of your theory and my own for testing designs. We'll be in touch, - Wells c. MTF Beta-14 Exploration Log: Access Transcript - Hide Transcript The Foundation consigned the mobilization of Mobile Task Force Beta-14 ("Hear No Evil")2 to complete a thorough investigation of the second basement level, which exceeded decibel levels sufficient to result in permanent hearing loss. The following is a transcription from video recording devices. Unit: Mobile Task Force Beta-14 "Hear No Evil" Personnel: β-1 (Lead), β-2, β-3, β-4 Objective: To sweep the 2nd basement floor in the Library of Congress, documenting anomalous phenomenon therein, and making as-needed decisions with regard to potential containment of any such phenomena. Foreword: The MTF is comprised of deaf members who communicate via American Sign Language, with the assistance of shared, self-facing video feeds. Command, represented by a Foundation interpreter, also assists in relaying communications. An interpreter has reviewed the video footage and confirmed any questions with the team members. [BEGIN LOG] β-1: Final check. Command, do you copy? Command: Copy Lead, you and your team are go. β-1: OK. β-4: I'm already spooked… that librarian won't stop staring at us. β-3: It's not every day that what looks to be a S.W.A.T. team raids a library. β-4: I think it's because we're just so good looking. β-1: Alright team. Eyes forward and on your screens. β-2: OK. β-3: OK. β-4: "D.I.D.D.L.Y." β-1: (Sighs) 4, please. Let's move. 3, you take the left, 4 you the right, and 2 you caboose it. β-2: Still? Why don't I just take the "4" designation then? β-4: That wouldn't work, because then you'd be "before". (Mimics laughing.) β-3: Cut the banter. Fall in. Let's get this done with so I can see the game on time. Command: Lead, what does your team see? β-1: Rows of card catalogs, item containers, and of course books that look very, very old. Typical except there has to be several hundred shelves down here… thousands of individual items, maybe. Team, split up and maintain visuals with one another amid the rows, if not then on screen. Light up if you see something odd or find yourself in danger. The force continues towards the north wall, members each taking separate isles of shelves. As with previous attempts, efforts to locate a possible source are unremarkable. β-1: Nothing here from what we can see, Command. Command: Lead, can you and your team each pick up a text and read it please? β-1: OK. The task force members each select a nearby text from the shelves and begin to read. Command: Anything odd going on? The task force members are quiet, but can be seen in a state of disbelief via video feeds. β-2 can be seen weeping. β-1: I- I can hear the words. Command: Can the other members confirm this as well? β-3: Confirmed. β-2: Confirmed. β-4: Confirmed. [END LOG] Closing Statement: The exploration resolved without any other notable events. Members of Beta-14 collected a variety of texts at the request of Command. 2. Testing The following describes a series of tests in which texts, including the documents retrieved from B1 and B2, were situated in an anechoic chamber,3 and the environment analyzed by both an array of high-sensitivity, directional microphones, and a Foundation operative. The operative placed in the anechoic chamber was the same across all trials, and had passed several medical and auditory sensitivity tests.4 The operative was asked to hold his breath and remain still during recordings. + Display Logs - Hide logs Test #: 01 Design: No texts are placed in the chamber. Results: Three frequencies are noted and recorded: A low-pitched rhythm of tones, determined to be the subject's cardiovascular system. A high-pitched hum, determined to be the electricity supplying the microphone array. Intermittent low-pitched percussive sounds, determined to be the joints of the moving subject. The purpose of this study was to set a control environment, by which to normalize future tests and allow for the detection of additional frequencies. Test #: 02a Design: Texts recovered from the basements of the Library of Congress are situated in the chamber with the individual. Sample is refined to include those texts written by authors who are living, per request of Agent Wells. Results: No additional frequencies reported by individual. No additional frequencies recorded by microphone array. Test #: 02b Design: Texts recovered from the basements of the Library of Congress are situated in the chamber with the individual. Sample is refined to include those texts written by authors who are no longer living. Results: An additional, faint, low-pitched frequency is reported by the individual. No additional noise is recorded by the microphone array. Test #: 03a Design: As many texts as can fit in the chamber are supplied by sources other than the Library of Congress5 are situated in the chamber with the individual. Sample is refined to include texts written by authors who are living. Result: No additional frequencies reported by individual. No additional frequencies recorded by microphone array. Test #: 03b Design: Texts supplied by same sources in 03a are situated in the chamber with the individual. Sample is refined to include the same concentration of texts, but includes only those written by authors who are no longer living. Result: An additional, faint, low-pitched frequency is reported by the individual. An additional frequency is recorded by the microphone array. 3. Operation Reading Rainbow The Foundation organized and initiated Operation Reading Rainbow in order to further research leads regarding the anomalous nature of SCP-4058. The goal was to recreate SCP-4058 by amassing a sufficient concentration and proximity of eligible texts.6 a. Summary Report: Display File - Hide File Summary Report -Operation R.R.- Marlon Lawrence, Research Lead Dear Agent Wells, Thank you for your consult to Foundation R&D on the matter affecting the library. Below is a summary of our findings and our recommendations. As approved by our Administration, R&D designed and conducted a series of trials that aimed to further elucidate the nature of the phenomenon. Manifestations were recreated via the understood conditions. Trials that focused on accumulating copies of the works of a single, deceased author resulted in less dissonant, more euphonic instances. Additionally, the memetic data was more clear and coherent in its voice and message when the sample of texts was restricted to one author, and when authors of similar subject material and conclusions were grouped together. The memetic narration did not manifest on subsequent readings of the same texts, and the overall volume of the noise gradually reduced as the texts were read. More specific studies confirmed that reading the participating texts completely eradicated the emitted sound. It is the recommendation of this staff that a maximum count of textual items be established for all libraries, and their concentration and proximity be avoided. For the case at hand, this can be achieved by two proposals. The first method is for the collections of the Library of Congress to be divided and reallocated in order to move away from the threshold count of texts. Alternatively, and if the library is to keep its collection intact (assumed to be the favored outcome), a sufficient number of texts must be read periodically and in their entirety in order to resolve the sound. To this end, the Foundation would be able to dedicate a rotating staff whose task will be to read all eligible texts in the library, and continue to do so daily for the incoming additions that fit the conditions to contribute to the phenomenon. b. Follow-Up Correspondence: Show File - Hide File To: CHayden@████████ From: MWells@████ Dear Mrs. Hayden, Thank you for the collaboration on the issues at the library. To answer your question, the phenomenon — in our conclusion at least — indisputably originates from the books themselves. We do not have a classification to explain an item understood at-large to be non-anomalous, but that discreetly houses anomalous qualities only evident in uncommon circumstances, but the closest thing we have would be "Safe". It has been diagnosed as such, and I hope this puts you somewhat at ease. We estimate that with a large enough staff, the sound should be inaudible in approximately 14 months. We've arranged a cover-story regarding necessary library renovations to be disseminated where necessary. After it's resolved, we'll scale back the staff to a number less-congesting, yet sufficient to keep the operation going and the books… happy. That brings me to your other question. While the official reports will only go so far as the how of the thing, I believe the why behind it is rather familiar. My mother told me that when we die, we become our stories. I was also told by my father to never underestimate human willpower, especially when it seeks to sustain itself. The sounds are the deceased desperate to be alive again. Thank you for your hospitality, -Agent Wells Footnotes 1. The 14th Librarian of Congress. 2. A task force utilized in environments where silence is imperative or that precludes the use of audio communication. 3. A room engineered to totally assimilate sounds, achieving unnaturally quiet conditions. 4. E.g. tests for air conduction of sound waves, bone conduction of sound waves, and for low-grade tinnitus. 5. Sources include texts from local libraries, book stores, and Foundation personnel private collections. 6. Texts must be physical and authored by individuals who are deceased to be considered eligible. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4058" by ghosthorses, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4058. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Filename: library.jpg Name: U.S. Library of Congress - Thomas Jefferson Building Main Reading Room (1) Author: Jiuguang Wang License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: Flickr
SCP-4059	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4059: The Jersey Devil Author: TheMightyMcB More By This Author: http://www.scp-wiki.net/themightymcb-s-author-page Special Thanks To: Metaphysician for giving me tons of invaluable advice at every step, and for crafting the absolutely glorious Sarkicism Hub Uncle Nicolini for the great criticisms (and free pony) dankaar for getting back to me within an hour when I asked for a last minute once-over MathBrush and Crow-Cat for helping me fine tune the idea in the first place Mortos for helping me trim this thing down a ton. + Image Attribution - Image Attribution https://pxhere.com/en/photo/1210366 Image released into the public domain via CC0. 3/4059 LEVEL 3/4059 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4059 Euclid Figure 1.1: An abandoned residence found at SCP-4059-1 Special Containment Procedures: Provisional Site-144 has been constructed around SCP-4059-1 under the guise of a branch of the New Jersey Department of Environmental Protection (NJDEP) Fish and Wildlife Office. Any civilians attempting to enter the vicinity of SCP-4059-1 are to be turned away due to the area being a protected habitat of a population of Crotalus horridus (Timber Rattlesnake). Presently, one instance of SCP-4059-2 is being held in a Standard Type-C containment cell at Provisional Site-144. The instance is to be provided with fresh water from SCP-4059-1, replaced monthly, and is to be fed one live pig every three months. Should more instances of SCP-4059-2 be discovered, MTF Nu-5 (“Cabin Fever") is to be dispatched to contain the entity. Any person that has witnessed or has been attacked by an instance of SCP-4059-2 is to be administered Class-A amnestics and released. SCP-4059-3 is to be stored in a safe-deposit box at Provisional Site-144. Under no circumstances is Procedure 4059-Chemosh to be performed. Description: SCP-4059 is the collective designation for a series of anomalies centered around the Pinelands National Reserve in New Jersey, USA. SCP-4059-1 is a 30 m radius circular freshwater reservoir, located in the center of a 330 m radius circular clearing, located west of the town of Leeds Point, New Jersey. Directly encircling the reservoir are six abandoned single-room cabins, estimated to have been built within the last 150 years. A mass grave was uncovered by Foundation archaeologists along the westernmost edge of the clearing. The gravesite was found to contain the assorted remains of an estimated 72 infants, many exhibiting severe physical deformities. The reservoir and its constituent structures are not anomalous unless two compatible subjects attempt to perform Procedure 4059-Chemosh. SCP-4059-2 are bipedal hircine creatures that exhibit numerous deviations from non-anomalous goats. Notably, SCP-4059-2 entities are approximately 2 m tall on average, with functional chiropteran wings protruding from the shoulder blades, anthropoid forelimbs terminating in hooked claws, prominent incisors, vestigial anthropomorphic mammary glands on the chest, and a thin, hairless, forked tail. Like many species of non-anomalous goat, instances have a pair of large keratinous horns protruding from the top of their head and have a small, bearded wattle dangling from the base of the chin. SCP-4059-2 are adept predators, stalking and incapacitating prey with a bite to the throat. Instances have been reported to be able to move at speeds upwards of 90 km/h for brief periods of time in the pursuit of prey. SCP-4059-2 typically avoid human contact, but can become aggressive when trapped or provoked, and instances have been known to stalk and kill humans. At seemingly random intervals, SCP-4059-2 may return to SCP-4059-1 to drink. SCP-4059-3 is the personal journal of Japhet Bartosiewicz, a Polish immigrant. The journal includes details about the founding and daily life as a resident of SCP-4059-1 as well as instructions as to the proper execution of Procedure 4059-Chemosh. Addendum 4059-1: Procedure 4059-Chemosh ► Open Addendum 4059-1 ▼ Close Addendum 4059-1 Using the detailed accounts found within SCP-4059-3, Procedure 4059-Chemosh has been developed. Procedure 4059-Chemosh takes place in three main stages between two members of opposite sexes. Hereafter, Subject A will denote the biologically male participant and Subject B will denote the biologically female participant. Stage 1 Stage 1 must take place on the first night of the first full moon of the year and within the boundaries of SCP-4059-1. Subject A must gather 12 caps of any mushroom belonging to the genus Amanita (Death Cap) and arrange them circularly equidistant around Subject B, who is to be lying in a supine position. Subject A must connect adjacent caps in a circular fashion using blood of any animal belonging to the genus Capra (Domestic Goat). Subject A must then use the blood to connect the caps in the form of a ritualistic seal that consists of four concentric, equilateral triangles that are offset from each other, with runes inscribed at the vertices of each triangle, as well as the center.1 Subject A must make an incision into each palm and across the upper chest of Subject B and then do the same to himself. The subjects are to engage in sexual intercourse. If Stage 1 has been completed properly, Subject B will become pregnant regardless of biological fertility. Stage 2 Beginning immediately after Stage 1, Subject B must fast for the duration of each full moon under which they are pregnant, and may only eat during nighttime hours2 on such days. Each nocturnal meal that Subject B has during the full moon is to be accompanied with a mix of the blood of an animal of the genus Capra and that of Subject A. Each meal is to be prefaced with a prayer.3 If performed correctly, Subject B will be pregnant for exactly 265 days, will begin cervical dilation at exactly 1800 EST on day 264, and will give birth after exactly 6 hours of labor4. Stage 3 When Subject B first goes into labor, Subject A must stand at the edge of the reservoir at the center of SCP-4059-1 and recite various prayers for three hours. During the childbirth process, Subject A will act as the midwife, aiding in the delivery of the child (hereafter referred to as Subject C). Upon delivery, Subject A is to cut the umbilical cord and douse Subject C with the blood. Subject B, aided by Subject A, must immediately carry Subject C to the reservoir at the center of SCP-4059-1 and drop them into the water. Subject C must be allowed to drown in the reservoir. The completion of this step marks the conclusion of Procedure 4059-Chemosh, and the corpse of Subject C will undergo a violent physical transformation into a fully-grown instance of SCP-4059-2 upon death. Any attempts to prematurely remove Subject C from the body of water will result in the infant’s eventual death by pulmonary edema, and failure to accurately carry out Procedure 4059-Chemosh in any way will result in the severe disfigurement and eventual death of Subject C shortly after birth. Addendum 4059-2: Abridged entries found within SCP-4059-3 (translated from Polish) ► Open Addendum 4059-2 ▼ Close Addendum 4059-2 12 April 1894 Perhaps the elders were right. Perhaps we should not have rejected the old ways and spat in the face of tradition. The gods must be laughing at us, laughing at me. How foolish was I to sacrifice the purity of my sacred blood for love? How foolish were my friends to do the same? One cannot laugh in the face of tradition, in the face of the blessings bestowed upon our people by the Prophet Ion himself, and not expect retribution, and yet we have regardless. This cursed land is not one of prosperity, as we had been led to believe. The soil is next to useless. Nothing will grow in the harsh clay of the forests, nor in the dry sand of the beaches. All we can do to survive is hunt, fish, and trade with a nearby town for sustenance. This hardship, I fear, is our curse. Despite our transgressions, I believe such a debt can be paid. In being forsaken by those we love and cast out to this land, perhaps we can atone for our sins and begin anew by claiming this territory for the old blood. I must meet with my companions to discuss the furthering of our lineage. Even with impurity, it may please the Vultaas5 to begin anew, to root our ancient seeds here such that we may flourish. 30 November 1894 We have been trying for nearly a year now, but none of us have managed to conceive. I fear that our attempts to bring forth children of impure blood have insulted the Desired One, a retribution for our impurity. I have brought attention to this plight four days ago and asked my kin to ponder the situation. Today, I was asked if I remembered the tales of the holy flesh weavers. The way that the elders talked about them, their ability to bend muscle and bone to their every whim through skilled lihakut’ak6, gave us an idea. My companions seem to think that we can use those sacred rites to lift our curse and purify our lineage with sculpted progeny. Perhaps they are correct. We will have to discuss the matter further, and consult what few texts we took with us when we were forced into exile. 11 January 1895 It is done. Last night was the full moon; the first opportunity to test a blood promise. Each of us spent the night cleaning our wounds, questioning if this was worth it. It makes me wonder - should we even bother attempting to resurrect that which is dead? We have disappointed our families and spat on the graves of our ancestors with our betrayal of the blood. Would it not be considered hubris to assume that these sins can be forgiven? What right do we have as pariahs to assume the mantle of an emergent dynasty? Regardless, we shall find out soon if the gods see fit to bless us with children. 26 February 1895 It seems our prayers have been answered and we may offer our heritage to the gods. Despite a plague of barren wombs, all of the women in our coven have swelled with life after the first implementation of the rites. There are powerful forces at work, and they offer us the chance to carry forth the legacy of our ancestors for years to come. 3 October 1895 The women have born their children, and it has become clear that there is much work to do. The young ones were not powerful sorcerers of lihakut’ak as was expected, but instead were broken and twisted husks. They died before taking a single breath, and so we have been left with nothing. Yet still, for the sake of fulfilling our promise to the gods, we must persist. We must amend the spells until we bear great and terrible children that may ascend to honor their ancestors as holy Karcists. Transcription note: The next twelve years of entries detail proposed changes to Procedure 4059-Chemosh, as well as brief descriptions of the results of the new procedures, leading to the thirteenth and final iteration of the procedure. - Dr. Lavey 9 October 1908 The Devourer must relish this day. When we were first blessed with children, I had foolishly thought that exile was a sufficient atonement for our sins, and now we have paid dearly for my presumption. The sacrament was successful, and it was our reckoning. How quickly our joy morphed into horror as the children emerged from the water as beasts who did not recognize their own kin. Their bodies stretched and twisted as they grew unnatural features. Wings tore open the skin of their backs and horns pierced their foreheads. Their faces stretched into goats and their nails curved into deadly talons. Each one let out a horrific shriek as they stretched out for the first time. Then, they saw us standing there, frozen in shock and fear. The beasts slaughtered their own mothers with ravenous fury and likewise turned on their fathers, and so I ran like a coward. I ran from my home, from my wife, and from my monstrous child. I ran from the sounds of tearing flesh and screaming demons. Transcription note: This is the last entry in SCP-4059-3. Foundation investigators have found records of a Japhet Bartosiewicz that had lived in the town of Leeds Point in the years following those depicted in SCP-4059-3. It has been hypothesized that Mr. Bartosiewicz integrated himself into the Leeds Point community and lived there for the remainder of his life. - Dr. Lavey Footnotes 1. The design of the runes can be found within SCP-4059-3 itself. 2. Defined as any time when the sun is at least 15 degrees below the horizon 3. A list of acceptable prayers can be found within SCP-4059-3. 4. It is to be noted that this will always result in birth during the full moon. 5. Also referred to as "Archons" amongst Sarkites. In Sarkic mythology, the Archons are six beings that act as primordial embodiments of chaos. Each Archon is believed to have challenged Ion, with Ion's victory over these trials granting him transcendent powers. 6. 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SCP-4060	safe	3/4060 LEVEL 3/4060 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4060 Photo of SCP-4060 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4060 is currently contained in a dual lock safe in Unit 10 of Site-76. The keys to SCP-4060's safe are to be assigned to two non-associated personnel with at least Level 3 Clearance. Personnel assigned to the SCP-4060 must undergo psychological evaluations and debriefings every month and after each onsite containment breach. Any onsite personnel shown to have sympathies towards any groups of interest on the Notable Groups of Interest List should be reported to Site Director Dr. Matthews. Request Notable Groups of Interest List Replace Document Notable Groups of Interest List This list is not comprehensive, if you are worried about the possible affiliations of a coworker please bring it up to Site Director Dr. Matthews. The Church of the Broken God The Fifth Church The Global Occult Coalition (GOC) The Horizon Initiative Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd. "Nobody" Office For The Reclamation of Islamic Artifacts (ORIA) Sarkic Cults The Serpent's Hand Unusual Incidents Unit (UIU), Federal Bureau of Investigation Description: SCP-4060 is a small black two-pan beam balance scale. SCP-4060 is able to exchange memories between an individual and itself. Furthermore, SCP-4060 is known to obtain and store any memory that has been lost due to an amnestic, as well as any the object acquires through an exchange. SCP-4060's exchange manifests after a subject knowingly places at least one object on both sides of the scale and once both sides of the scale are left undisturbed for approximately 30 seconds. During the exchange, the objects on the right side of the scale are the influencing parameters for the memories the subject will lose. The same factors on the left side of the scale similarly influence the memories the subject will acquire. It is currently unknown how SCP-4060 chooses what memories are exchanged within a given set of influencing parameters. The following are the current hypothetical effects of the influencing parameters for the exchanges caused by SCP-4060: The total mass on a side of the scale correlates to the length of the memory exchanged. The total quantity of objects on a side of the scale correlates to the age of the memories SCP-4060 can exchange. When a subject places an object on the scale, that subjects sentimental or perceived value of the object correlates to the subjective importance/weight of memories exchanged. Should an object that a subject places onto the scale have any strong personally held connotations for that subject, it will cause some of the exchanged memories content to correlate to that connotation. Recovery: SCP-4060 was recovered on 07/15/2005 by Mobile Task Force Delta-5 from Area ██, Sector ██, after ██ simultaneous containment breaches had compromised the functionality of the facility. Only a single handwritten letter regarding SCP-4060 was found in the remains of Sector ██. Request Letter Recovered from Area ██, Sector ██, 07/15/2005 Return Letter Letter Recovered from Area ██, Sector ██, 07/15/2005 My name is Dr. ███████. I am recording this as my last act on this earth. Agents of ███ ██████ ██ ███ ██████ ███ have infiltrated us and caused the simultaneous containment breaches that I am sure are causing a horrible diversion right now. Dr. ██████, who had been showing more and more overt sympathy towards ███ ██████, had been found to have leaked that SCP-4060 had granted memories related to SCP-████ in a previous test. I am afraid I am sure that he was radicalized by agents of ███ ██████. They are most likely on their way here. After all, I have the only key to SCP-4060's storage container. That is why I am going to destroy our records of SCP-4060 and march into the other room. Then I will activate the Pyrogallol fire suppression system, take a Class D Amnestic to pass out, and ruin any hope those ██████ ███ zealots have of getting to the key alive. By the time anyone will manage to break into SCP-4060's container, it will be well after Recovery Agents arrive. I know they won't let you see this, but I need to say it. Even if I can't force myself to say it out loud. Marie I I am a member of the Foundation. I We Secure. We Contain. We Protect. That is our mission. I love you Marie. 07/15/2008 - Notice from Site Director Dr. Matthews: It is also worth reiterating that any memory ever lost via an amnestic, by any individual, SCP-4060 has stored within it. Thus, a subject that uses SCP-4060 can acquire any such memory. As acquired memories are unaffected by amnestics, in order to prevent memory of catastrophic sensitivity being acquired by unauthorized personnel, only Class D personnel are permitted to interact with SCP-4060 and thereafter must have all of their communication closely monitored for one month by a team with at least Level 3 clearance. Initial Testing: Test Log only accessible to personnel with clearance Level 4 or higher. Input Credentials Return Log Test 11/15/2005 Test Overseen by Researcher Dr. Matthews. Subjects: D-1753, male, age twenty-two. Procedure: Subject D-1753 places seven 1 gram weights on the left side of the scale and then three 1 gram weight on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject D-1753 exclaimed the name of his girlfriend, who he claims had not visited him while he was incarcerated three years ago. Visitor logs state refute the subject's statement. Afterwards subject begins to cry, claiming to have remembered giving birth and crying tears of joy to see his firstborn seven years ago. Analysis: Subject seems to have had one last recollection of the memory as it is lost as well as the new memory as it is gained. Test 11/22/2005 Test Overseen by Researcher Dr. Matthews. Subjects: D-2120, female, age twenty-seven. Procedure: Subject D-2120 places three 1 gram weights on the left side of the scale and then one 1 gram weight on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject D-2120 remains inactive for several seconds before exclaiming the name of her girlfriend, who she claims had visited her while she was incarcerated at ████████ three years ago. Subject D-2120 has never been to ████████. Analysis: Not every memory gained or lost through SCP-4060 seems to cause an externally visible response. In addition, the object seems to retain any memory that it has acquired through an exchange. Test 12/15/2005 Test Overseen by Researcher Dr. Matthews. Subjects: D-2310, female, age forty-one. Procedure: Subject D-2310 places seven 1 Kg weights on the left side of the scale and then places a 1 gram weight on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject D-2310 begins screaming and convulsing violently. Analysis: After reviewing by several psychologists and hypnosis specialists, examination records are found to match those from the failed trials of 102-04-05761. Concluded that any attempts to create an exchange with more memory gained than lost may lead to irreparable damage to those involved in the exchange. Test 07/15/2006 Test Overseen by Senior Researcher Dr. Matthews. Subject: D-1766, male, age twenty-seven, who had a week previously been asked to solve a Rubik's cube in return for a 6 pack of [REDACTED]. Procedure: Subject places one unsolved Rubik's cube on the left side of the scale and then one dog collar on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject forgets having terminated a dog during a breaking and entering he committed 01/13/2005. The subject afterward has the experience to be able to solve the Rubik's cube puzzle that they had previously been unable to solve. Analysis: Memories selected seem to have a correlation to the personal connotations the subject may have to items they have placed on either side of the scale. Test 8/15/2006 Test Overseen by Senior Researcher Dr. Matthews. Subjects: Subject D-4389, male, age eighty-four, diagnosed with dementia. Procedure: Subject D-4389 places a photo of four security team personnel on the left side of the scale and then a 1 gram weight on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject D-4389 is able to name three of the four security officers by name as well as retain this information after 10 months. Analysis: The memories granted by SCP-4060 seem to be immune to the effects of memory degradation. Test 06/15/2007 Test Overseen by Senior Researcher Dr. Matthews. Subject: D-1766, male, age twenty-seven. Procedure: Subject places a 1 gram weight on the left side of the scale and then a 22 karat ingot of gold on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject began inquiring about information related to SCP-1883. Subject D-1766 had been used to test SCP-1883 before being given amnestics. Amnestics were once again given to Subject D-1766, who later awoke and continued complaining in regards to SCP-1883. Subject later found to have lost all memory how to solve a Rubik's cube. Analysis: Memories which are gained are unaffected by amnestics. It is still unknown if the use of amnestics is another method by which SCP-4060 gathers memories or if it is simply undoing their effects. Test 07/15/2007 Test Overseen by Assistant Site Director Dr. Matthews. Subject: D-4765, male, age forty-seven. Procedure: Subject places a bowling ball, with the name Henry ███████ printed on it, and a 1 gram weight on the left side of the scale and then four 1 Kg weights on the right side of the scale. Results: Subject recalls and recounts the events from the incident at Area ██, Sector ██, on 07/15/2005. Analysis: It is confirmed that the use of amnestics is another method by which SCP-4060 gathers memories. Classified Testing: Test Log only accessible to personnel with clearance Level 5. Input Credentials Don't Look Back Marie Test Log of Site Director Dr. Matthews Test 07/15/2008 Test Overseen by Assistant Site Director Dr. Collins. Subject: Dr. Matthews, female, age twenty-[REDACTED] Procedure: Dr. Matthews carefully places a note reading "A Reason to Continue" on the left side of the scale and then places a Foundation Site ██ Bowling League Member Card of a Henry Matthews Ph.D., a wedding band engraved with "My Beautiful Marie", and seven 1 Kg weights on the right side of the scale. Results: Dr. Matthews identifies █ locations as fronts for ███ ██████ ██ ███ ██████ ███. Then disposes of a note, a card, and a piece of jewelry before returning the weights to the storage locker. Analysis: SCP-4060 clearly has classified information that is key to various worldwide organizations. Footnotes 1. Failed iteration of Class F amnestic.
SCP-4061	safe	3/4061 LEVEL 3/4061 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4061 "An early attempt to photograph SCP-4061-α by previous caretakers" Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4061-carrying bacteria cultures must be cultivated every 10 days. These cultures are to be stored under a covering of sterile mineral oil at 4-6°C in a secure cold room of Unit 21 of Site-76. Only personnel of clearance 3 or higher are permitted to interact with SCP-4061. Description: SCP-4061 is a gene sequence copied via CRISPR-Cas91 from SCP-4061-α into bacteria modified from Escherichia coli K–122. These cultures carry genes that express the same anomalous qualities as SCP-4061-α, expire if not kept cool after 6 hours, and are not transmissible outside of lab conditions. SCP-4061-α is the remains of a 4-year-old male German Shepherd dog which had the ability to detect and interfere with the use of photographic devices active and directed at it. SCP-4061-α expired from natural causes on 06/05/16. Its remains were incinerated on site. SCP-4061-α attempted to move out of view of any photographic device. During all attempts to record SCP-4061-α, it emitted either electromagnetic radiation that destroyed unprotected electrical recording equipment or a hazardous effect manifesting as nearby objects non-coincidentally interfering with devices recording SCP-4061-α. Recovery: SCP-4061 was discovered on 05/07/16. Further documentation on SCP-4061 can be found in the Stealth Technology Research Division's project codenamed "Stray Mutt". SCP-4061-α was recovered on 12/15/2015 by Mobile Task Force Pi-1. Field agents were deployed after several perimeter security cameras at a public front of a Foundation site had simultaneously failed. Agents were able to determine that the cause of the security camera failure was SCP-4061-α after a nearby small-town news team attempted to run a story related to an "unphotographable dog". A disinformation campaign and amnestics were used to enable the transfer of SCP-4061-α into Foundation custody. Stray Mutt - Stealth Technology Research Division Input Credentials Return File 04/03/16 Due to the existence of another animal (of the same subspecies and located at Wilson's Wildlife Solutions) with similar anomalous qualities, Dr. Baxter has recommended gene sequencing of SCP-4061-α. He hypothesized that there may be a similar gene that both animals carry and express that is not found in others of the C. l. familiaris subspecies. 05/07/16 Following SCP-4061-α's genomic testing, an atypical gene was isolated, and is hypothesized to be the cause of SCP-4061-α's anomalous effects. Dr. Baxter has submitted a request for approval in attempting to edit SCP-4061 into bacteria via CRISPR-Cas9 to create an anti-recording salve. 06/04/2016 O5-7 has expressed interest in two possible applications of Dr. Baxter's proposal. The first is to mask the movement of Foundation agents and their alternate identities from digital surveillance of rival global organizations. The second would be to reduce the cost and liability of obtaining or altering data from devices after administering amnestics to non-foundation personnel in the field. A determination as to the posthumous duration of SCP-4061-α's anomalous properties is needed before funding can be allocated to the project. 06/11/2016 SCP-4061 was successfully edited into Escherichia coli K–12 bacteria and stored at Site 76. SCP-4061 expires in 6 hours if not kept at 4-6°C in a controlled environment. SCP-4061's properties last in the bacteria for 4 hours after expiration. SCP-4061-α was redesignated as such, and the gene was designated SCP-4061. 06/18/2016 - Performed by Dr. Baxter Procedure: SCP-4061-containing bacteria were added to a probiotic ointment and applied to subject D-1777. D-1777 was then instructed to sit in a chair in a clean room as multiple cameras were activated in 15-minute intervals. Results: Each surveillance camera was destroyed by strong electromagnetic radiation until 7 hours had passed. Analysis: The repeated strain on the bacteria to prevent recording shortens their lifespan. All anomalous properties of SCP-4061-α are found to be acquired by a subject when a salve containing SCP-4061 is applied topically. Incident FSRX2 Report Input Credentials Return File 06/19/18 A sample of SCP-4061-carrying cultures were logged as missing. All personnel with access to SCP-4061 are to be held for questioning until the sample can be found. 06/20/18 A member of research staff was identified as the last to interact with SCP-4061. After interrogation, it was determined that they had been compromised by an organization called the Attendants of Requital. How they were initially compromised remains unknown, but a book in their locker had been highlighted to create a detailed list of instructions. The SCP-4061-carrying culture was not located. 06/21/18 Equipment being used to record the movements of four individuals under surveillance, who were believed to be a part of the Chaos Insurgency, failed unexpectedly. It is at this moment unknown how or if the Attendants of Requital are in any way linked to the Insurgency. SCP-4061-α Test Log Input Credentials Return File 03/03/16 - Performed by Dr. Troy Procedure: Attempted to record SCP-4061-α with a recording device. Results: Video and images blurry from either interference or motion are obtained prior to SCP-4061 moving out of view of the recording device. Analysis: SCP-4061-α will need to be restrained in future experiments to isolate its anomalous effects as recommended by Dr. Gilbert. 03/10/16 - Performed by Dr. Gilbert Procedure: Immobilized SCP-4061-α with restraints and attempted to take photos. Results: Fly landed on the lens every time a photo was taken. Analysis: Direct view of SCP-4061-α seems to create a hazardous effect for viable recording. Dr. Troy has decided that we will next attempt to use a nondirect view to record SCP-4061-α. 04/03/16 - Performed by Dr. Troy Procedure: Immobilized SCP-4061-α with restraints and recorded its reflection. Results: Mirror cracks immediately as the recording device is activated. Analysis: Direct line of sight of SCP-4061-α is not required to trigger the hazardous effect. Dr. Gilbert has hypothesized that SCP-4061-α's effect may have a limited range. 04/10/16 - Performed by Dr. Gilbert Procedure: SCP-4061-α is to be recorded by a drone at an altitude of 1000m. Results: Control signal to the drone was cut by unknown interference. Analysis: SCP-4061-α's hazardous effect range is greater than 1000m. Dr. Troy and I have concluded that if all variables that could be used in SCP-4061-α's hazardous effect are accounted for, SCP-4061-α should be able to be recorded. 04/17/16 - Performed by Dr. Troy Procedure: Immobilized SCP-4061-α with restraints inside of a clean room with climate control before attempting to record it. Results: Recording device is destroyed by strong electromagnetic radiation. Analysis: In an event where SCP-4061-α's hazardous effect is controlled, SCP-4061-α emits strong electromagnetic radiation. Dr. Gilbert and I will attempt the same experiment in a mirrored room with EM insulated equipment. 05/04/2016 - Performed by Dr. Gilbert and Dr. Troy Procedure: Immobilized SCP-4061-α with restraints inside of a mirrored clean room with climate control before attempting to record it with EM insulated equipment. Results: SCP-4061-α escapes containment after emitting a burst of bright light. SCP-4061-α is found in a nearby hallway and returned to containment. Analysis: SCP-4061-α's ability to escape containment is both unprecedented and concerning. Until it can be verified that no harmful levels of radiation were emitted by SCP-4061-α under these circumstances, further testing is suspended. Upon discovery that no harmful levels of radiation were emitted, we will attempt the same experiment in an unmirrored room. 05/27/2016 - Performed by Dr. Gilbert and Dr. Troy Procedure: Immobilized SCP-4061-α with restraints inside of an unmirrored clean room with climate control before attempting to record it with EM insulated equipment. Results: SCP-4061-α escapes restraints after emitting a burst of bright light. SCP-4061-α remains in the room yet unrestrained and outside of the view of the recording device. Analysis: SCP-4061-α will relocate out of a recording devices view if neither electromagnetic radiation or its hazardous effect can prevent it from being recorded. We have concluded that SCP-4061-α cannot be recorded by any natural methods. 06/05/2016 - Performed by Dr. Gilbert and Dr. Troy Procedure: Repeated attempts to record an expired SCP-4061-α. Results: 4 hours after SCP-4061-α had expired normal photography was possible. Analysis: The properties of SCP-4061-α last for a 4-hour duration after expiration. Footnotes 1. A family of DNA sequences adapted from a naturally occurring genome editing system in bacteria. 2. The K12 and related strains of E. coli have been modified to survive only under specific conditions.
SCP-4062	safe	SCP-4062 in Site-██ central courtyard. Item #: SCP-4062 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4062 is to be held within a standard canine containment kennel furnished with a large dog bed, food dish, water bowl, and dog toys. SCP-4062 is to be fed 600 grams of dry dog food and walked by its assigned handler daily. In unregulated conditions, SCP-4062 should not be submerged in order to prevent vapor explosions. Description: SCP-4062 is a male Ukrainian Shepherd Dog at 64 cm in height and 48 kg in mass. Other than negligible senescence,12 SCP-4062 exhibits no anomalous properties unless made wet. When wet, SCP-4062 will shake continuously until its fur is completely dry. When partially covered in liquid, it rapidly shakes at a frequency that exponentially increases with the volume of liquid surrounding it. When fully submerged, SCP-4062 shakes rapidly enough to boil water at standard pressure. In this state, SCP-4062 requires no oxygen or food and displays anomalous tolerance of high temperature and pressure with no currently known limit. Once all liquid has boiled away and SCP-4062 is dry, it will stop shaking and resume nonanomalous behavior. If SCP-4062 cannot bring surrounding liquid to a boil or if vapor is condensed and recirculated in a way that it remains submerged, SCP-4062 will shake indefinitely.3 Addendum 1: SCP-4062 was acquired when Foundation agents captured K-406, a Soviet Navy Project 705 (Лира/Lira) attack submarine, on 29/08/1983 after several Soviet submarine crews were infected with [REDACTED]. Once forced to surface and searched for [REDACTED], it was noted that the vessel’s reactor, expected to be a lead-cooled fast reactor like those of other Project 705 submarines, was of no known design. Disassembly revealed it to contain SCP-4062, which was being used to generate steam for the reactor’s turbines. No trace of [REDACTED] was found. Following extensive interrogation, it was ruled that K-406’s crew had no knowledge of their vessel’s anomalous power supply except for sole engineer Andrei Aleksandrov, henceforth referred to as Person of Interest 4062-13. Claimed to be a naval nuclear engineer by his crewmates and Soviet emissaries to the Foundation, PoI-4062-13 insists he is a “canine engineer” and 1975 graduate of the Moscow Engineering Physics Institute (МИФИ/MEPhI) Canine Physics and Engineering program (see Interview Log 4062-13-2). PoI-4062-13's claims remain unsubstantiated. K-406’s crew was repatriated on 17/12/1983 following amnesticization, excluding PoI-4062-13 who remains in Foundation custody. K-406 is stored at the Site-██ shipyard. Materials produced by PoI-4062-13 have proven useful in manufacturing additional reactors and control systems to make use of SCP-4062. Such systems, like that recovered from submarine K-406, are nonanomalous in construction and merely exploit the anomalous properties of SCP-4062. Producing additional specimens of SCP-4062, which PoI-4062-13 insists is a normal dog, has been unsuccessful as its clones and offspring display no anomalous characteristics. Agents embedded in Soviet and Russian governments have been unable to obtain additional information concerning “canine water boiling reactors” or canine engineering programs. Addendum 2: Interview Log 4062-13-2 Interviewed: PoI-4062-13 Interviewer: Dr. Dementyev Foreword: The following preliminary interview was conducted on 30/09/1983 in an attempt to determine the origin of SCP-4062 and its relation to PoI-4062-13.4 <Begin Log, skip to 00h-8m-17s> PoI-4062-13: I am graduate of МИФИ Canine Physics and Engineering program. I do not understand why that is unusual for naval canine engineer. Dr. Dementyev: According to contacts from your government, Mr. Aleksandrov, you are a nuclear engineer and graduate of the Moscow Engineering Physics Institute’s Nuclear Physics and Engineering program. PoI-4062-13: I have no knowledge of this "new clear" as you say. Dr. Dementyev: Ядерная. Nuclear. You have been working on a Лира nuclear attack submarine, K-406. PoI-4062-13: You confuse me. My submarine, K-968 is овчарка-class.5 It is powered by canine water boiling reactor, reinforced to prevent explosion in case of hull breach. Very standard technology, yes? Dr. Dementyev: No. PoI-4062-13: You do not know of canine reactor? All tensions with America are from canine technology. Canine reactor, canine bomb, canine missile. Dr. Dementyev: Canine bomb? Missile? PoI-4062-13: Yes. Both countries have many such weapons now. Geopolitical situation is very complicated. Dr. Dementyev: Let’s… come back to that later. Can you explain again how a dog can boil water? [PoI-4062-13 sighs and grabs his assigned notebook.] PoI-4062-13: Is basic physics. Let me draw diagram. <End Log> Footnotes 1. An observed lack of age-related symptoms such as functional decline or decreased reproductive capability. 2. PoI-4062-13 claims that while SCP-4062 does not age, it "has a half-life of 67.3 years" and will eventually "decay" into a Siberian Husky and two Russian Toy Terriers. 3. These properties were initially exploited to contain SCP-4062 with minimal expenditure via submerging it in a pressure vessel. The Ethics Committee later ruled that feeding and interacting with SCP-4062 is preferable for its emotional state. Containment procedures were modified accordingly. 4. This interview was conducted in English for the immediate benefit of Anglophone field personnel specializing in [REDACTED]. Subsequent interviews with PoI-4062-13 are conducted in Russian. 5. translated: sheepdog-class More by this author Works by Lesh (click to hide list) SCP Rating SCP-4062 +482 SCP-2362 +185 SCP-3226 +159 SCP-2126 +156 SCP-2226 +145 Collaborations Page Co-author SCP-3226 Zyn
SCP-4063	safe	Item #: SCP-4063 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4063 is to be housed in the former residence of Head Researcher Ambrose Cary, a farmhouse in rural Nova Scotia, hereby referred to as ACS1-Homestead. Due to the infohazardous properties of SCP-4063 the exact location of ACS-Homestead shall be known only to Head Researcher Cary. ACS-Homestead shall be equipped with a triple redundancy GPS and cellular dampening device. Transport to and from ACS-Homestead shall only be undertaken using a blacked out self-driving vehicle equipped with a similar GPS dampening device utilizing a random path algorithm in order to prevent passengers from determining route. The computer governing this vehicle’s navigation systems shall have no accessible output. Head Researcher Cary will be responsible for inputting navigation coordinates into a new vehicle system should this be necessary. ACS-Homestead shall be guarded by MTF-300 δ “Caretakers”, which shall consist of exactly four members. They shall reside in a residence constructed on the edge of the property of ACS-Homestead and under no circumstances enter the main structure of ACS-Homestead. Their primary responsibility is to deter anyone except for designated individuals from accessing ACS-Homestead. If unauthorized individuals approach within 50 meters of the main structure of ACS-Homestead they shall be given class A amnestics and removed from the site. If any unauthorized individual enters the main structure of ACS-Homestead they shall be sedated from a distance and issued class A amnestics. They shall be kept on site until special transport to an offsite deconditioning facility can be arranged. The MTF shall be refreshed with personnel every two weeks. An agent can only serve in MTF-300 δ once every four months. ACS-Homestead is to be supplied with two D-Class personnel at all times, hereby referred to as D-4063-01 and D-4063-02. Both shall at all times wear vitals monitoring devices equipped with hard wired connections to the MTF outpost onsite. In the event of the cessation of vital signs from either D class agents should immediately signal for a replacement D class to be supplied. The replacement D class shall dispose of the remains of the deceased with a specially equipped furnace in the basement of the main structure of ACS-Homestead. In the event of equipment failure resulting in a false positive report of vitals failure, the replacement D class shall be terminated immediately upon exit from the main structure. No attempt at communication shall be made. D-4063-01 is to be an adult female between 35 and 45 years old with a low probability of violent acts against children (>99.9% confidence) and qualifications of a nurse or similar medical role. Expected lifespan of D-4063-01 is 2-4 weeks. D-4063-02 is to be an adult female between 20 and 25 years old with a low probability of violent acts against children (>99.9% confidence) and experience in childcare. Expected lifespan of D-4063-02 is 1-2 weeks. Supplies and waste are to be transported to and from the main structure using a pully system. Under no circumstances should D class personnel leave the main structure. Research regarding SCP-4063 is only to be carried out in a secure room, and is only to be conducted by one individual, designated as SCP-4063’s Steward. No notes may leave the secure room, and upon leaving the room the researcher must self-administer class A amnestics. The current Steward of SCP-4063 is Head Researcher Ambrose Cary. In the event of the death of Head Researcher Ambrose Cary, Emergency Procedure 4063-GABLES shall be immediately implemented (See Addendum for details). Description: SCP-4063 is a preternatural consciousness inhabiting the remains of Anne Cary, the daughter of Head Researcher Ambrose Cary, hereby referred to as SCP-4063-01. SCP-4063-01 was diagnosed with a late stage aggressive cancerous brain tumor [Redacted] 20██. At the time Head Researcher Cary was project lead on the investigation of Unexplained Site █████. It is believed that a failure in provisional containment procedures resulted in the manifestation of SCP-4063 upon the start of a short sabbatical taken by Cary. The connection is suspected due to the cessation of the anomalous properties of Unexplained Site █████ around the time of the manifestation of SCP-4063. SCP-4063’s primary effect is the animation of the remains of SCP-4063-01. Testing using polaroid photography has revealed that SCP-4063-01 has continued to grow and age since the inception of SCP-4063, although it has been shown that SCP-4063-01 has no heartbeat, thus suggesting the death of the subject. Additionally, classified written correspondence between SCP-4063 and Head Researcher Cary suggests that SCP-4063 has little to no access to the memories or personality of SCP-4063-01. It has been noted that SCP-4063 does not require the consumption of food for the maintenance or growth of SCP-4063-01. Early research and analysis of wastes disposal from the principal structure of ACS-Homestead indicated a reduction of glial cells within expired D class personnel. This suggests damage caused to the nervous system of nearby organisms. The prevailing theory is that SCP-4063 somehow draws sustenance from the glial cells of subjects, but the exact method of this transfer is unknown. Due to this nervous system damage, the expected lifespan of those in direct contact with SCP-4063 is 1-4 weeks. Early testing of SCP-4063 involved the placement of various animals into the environment of the main structure of ACS-Homestead, including Carassius auratus, Felis catus, Canis lupus familiaris, and Macaca mulatta. The purpose of this testing was to determine if an alternate source of neuroglia tissue could be supplied for the sustenance of SCP-4063. In all of these instances no statistically significant reduction in glial cells could be discovered upon retrieval of the test subjects. It should be noted that upon conclusion of the above tests and retrieval of subjects MTF members onsite reported symptoms such as headaches, dizziness, and blurred vision. Testing revealed slight deterioration of neuroglia tissue within affected MTF members. The cause of this deterioration could not be precisely ascertained, but popular conjecture suggests either an expansion of SCP-4063's effect due to agitation or [Conjecture expunged due to infohazardous risk]. SCP-4063 is apparently under the belief that the foundation believes it to be SCP-4063-01. Accordingly, It either continues to experience the symptoms that SCP-4063-01 experienced prior to expiration or is aware of them and acts as though they still affect it. Due to this, a D class personnel designated D-4063-01 is assigned to act as a nurse for SCP-4063. Additionally, a second D class designated D-4063-02 is assigned to act as a childcare professional for SCP-4063. These D class personnel serve the dual purposes of keeping SCP-4063 occupied and sated. However, due to SCP-4063’s method of obtaining sustenance, D class personnel must be refreshed frequently. SCP-4063 has an additional infohazardous effect that, due to its nature, is difficult to describe in the confines of this document. Head Researcher Cary, a specialist in the field of infohazards, is responsible for researching the progression of this effect and maintaining appropriate containment procedures. By Cary’s estimation, discussing the exact features of the effect, or documenting them in any way, will result in its propagation. Conjecture made by those unfamiliar with SCP-4063 does not seem to activate the effect, as suggested by Doctor Robert Singh2. Permission to expand research beyond the responsibility of the acting Steward of SCP-4063 is pending review by the Ethics Committee, but is strongly opposed by Head Researcher Ambrose Cary. Addendum: Emergency Procedure 4063-GABLES: In the event of the death of Head Researcher Cary, his choice for Steward will be notified and will take over the research of SCP-4063. Head Researcher Cary’s ability to unilaterally choose a new Steward for SCP-4063 has been disputed and is currently in review with the Ethics Committee. Pending a decision, Emergency Procedure 4063-GABLES shall remain the default response to Cary’s death. THE FOLLOWING FILE IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE WITHIN A SECURED ROOM This document is solely intended for the current steward of SCP-4063, to be delivered upon the execution of Emergency Procedure 4063-GABLES. Any unauthorized access will result in administrative disciplinary action, up to and including personal termination. Enter Credentials Welcome Dr. Boone Item #: SCP-4063 Special Containment Procedures: John, I have chosen you to take care of this in the event of my death. I have a great deal of trust in you and I know that you can take care of Anne. The Special Containment Procedures for SCP-4063 are almost exactly as described in the original document. We want to keep this as under wraps as possible. The only difference is don’t take the amnestic when you leave the secure room. I’m sure you know how much of a headache those’ll give you. Also, be careful. I think they're on to me…or us now. Just be careful. Description: SCP-4063 is a scarab brooch, carved from ivory and painted yellow. I stole it. I took it from that site in Egypt once I figured out what it did, at least once I thought I figured out what it did. I took it home and gave it to Anne. She started to improve and I didn’t think much of it. I thought that my plan had worked, and that I got away with it. Then I went back to work. Then Marie died. I mourned. I thought it was some freak accident. I didn’t understand it. Then Marie’s mother died, and I started to understand. I acted quickly. I put together these containment procedures. And forged the description. I was going to keep Anne safe. I was going to keep her alive. Now I hope that you’ll keep her alive. SCP-4063 is just a brooch. An anomalous brooch, but a brooch. It’s not a scheming preternatural consciousness. There is no infohazardous effect. It’s just a brooch that keeps my daughter alive and turns her into a fucking brain vampire. I feel terrible for what I’ve done, but I don’t regret it. I’ve killed dozens and dozens of people to keep my daughter safe and alive, and hopefully you’ll keep it up. You are her godfather after all. Thank you, John. I hope you do what’s right. Footnotes 1. Acute Containment Site 2. Robert Singh et al. ”On Discussing what Cannot be Discussed”, New Developments in Meta and Infohazardous Effects. Text. March 2018. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4063" by ViaNegativa, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4063. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide.
SCP-4064	keter	Item#: 4064 Level4 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: warning link to memo SCP-4064-B, pictured when it was first brought into Foundation custody. Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation currently has two instances of SCP-4064 in custody at Site-96, which are to be kept in separate high-security containment cells with non-electronic locking mechanisms. No personnel is allowed access to either room without direct permission from the acting Site Director. Communication with SCP-4064 instances, if necessary, is only permitted through mechanical vocal relay systems attached to either room. Visual monitoring is possible through prismatic shafts, though the shafts should be shut when not in use. The whereabouts of the remainder of SCP-4064 is unknown. This knowledge is of vital importance, not only for the sake of full containment but so SCP-4064 does not gather more intelligence on the Foundation and other Groups of Interest than it already has. In the event that the Foundation locates SCP-4064 or its current target, any and all possible monitoring of SCP-4064 is to be halted, and Operation "Wool Coat" is to be enacted. During Operation "Wool Coat", squadrons of armed personnel are sent to the most recent sighting of any instance of SCP-4064 and the current residence of its target. All personnel involved must be bare of any electronic devices or metals that could carry a ferromagnetic charge. Update: As of July 13th, 2015, SCP-4064-A has been relocated to a new site, and granted greater freedoms such as a standard non-hostile humanoid containment cell and increased personnel interaction. It has requested to have its SCP designation removed, and prefers to be called "Jane". This request has been denied. SCP-4064-B should not under any circumstances be made aware that this change has been put into effect. Description: SCP-4064 is a hive-mind, capable of inhabiting six distinct bodies. Iterations of SCP-4064 appear as light-skinned females with face masks1. Though individual hosts of SCP-4064 are non-anomalous by themselves, they share the unique ability to interact with the masks on a biological level. The masks, when worn, allow instances of SCP-4064 to share neuron impulses. Though their reflexes and general physical mobility is unique to each iteration, connected instances of SCP-4064 will speak and perceive their surroundings simultaneously. SCP-4064's primary goal, after self-preservation, is to serve a deity referred to as Anatolia.2 There is another aspect of the masks that, while anomalous, is not restricted to use by SCP-4064 hosts. The masks affect the voice of those wearing them, adding emphasis and vigor to their speech. Persuasion by the wearer of the mask of those in direct auditory range becomes exceedingly difficult to resist. Addendum 01: On February 22nd, 2014, Doctor Ozid of Site-96 called in that he had been keeping his knowledge of SCP-4064 secret for a number of weeks. He was initially reprimanded for withholding information of anomalous entities, but since the discovery of SCP-4064's emotional properties, it has been lifted from his record. The following is a transcription of the call. + Audio Log 4064.1 - Audio Log 4064.1 This is… This is Doctor Henry Ozid, Site-96 General Research and Containment, Level 3 security clearance, Identification Code: H-373701. The purpose of this call is to report the discovery of an anomalous Keter class entity that is currently uncontained. It's a hive mind of six females, armed and dangerous, well not armed but dangerous… I think, with gold masks. They're really… really beautiful, just stunning. And… shit, sorry, format. Discovery… I first met one of them on September… 5th. September 5th, 2013, I think. I was at a bar, Cleveland Garden down on Beck Avenue. She was there, had her gold mask on but for some reason, it didn't seem like… it didn't feel weird, it was just like, an accessory. I don't really know how to describe it. She was alone, and we started talking, she seemed really interested, like genuinely interested in everything I had to say, much more than anyone else I've ever met has been. She, she had this voice… just… everything she said, I just wanted to hear… more. She invited me to talk outside, and we went to the alley, and just talked about… so much stuff. I used… the "Sam's County Park" cover story, she… we just kept talking and talking and it was so nice, nothing was awkward like it usually is with me. I felt… overcome with warmth, and I knew I loved her. We walked for a while and then… I don't really remember what happened next, but eventually she… she brought out her sisters, told me they were on the run from like, a war infested country? Or something? She… they needed a place to stay, and she asked me, and I said "Yes, of course. Anything for you" and we lived with each other for… goddamnit, we lived together for five months. I soon realized the anomalous nature of her and her sisters, they were like… well, like I said, a hive mind but… I don't know. She had made me promise not to tell anyone about her, about them, for safety reasons. I was so compelled to do so, even though… god I knew I had to report it because she's an SCP, or she's going to be… but I just couldn't say no to her, like… her voice, it was like cream. Fuck, I'm rambling. Look, I'm sorry, I don't really know what to… this is the first time I've… okay… look, I would have called this in the instant I found out but, I'm pretty sure it's memetic… like, mind control, they make you fall in love with them… and I couldn't say anything. I think it's memetic, I'm not 100% sure what counts as memetic but I feel like this is it so, it's not my fault. Okay anyways, I'll try to help with finding them… damnit, I don't know… see you at work on Monday. Addendum 02: Doctor Ozid provided detailed descriptions of SCP-4064 and, to the best of his ability, dates, and locations for each major development in his relationship with SCP-4064. Two weeks after his initial call, an instance of SCP-4064 was identified on a security camera in the Cleveland Garden mall, and MTF Eta-17 ("Loverboys") was sent to stake out the surrounding area, ultimately leading to the successful capture of two of the six instances. These instances, hereby referred to as SCP-4064-A and SCP-4064-B, were brought to the nearby Site-96 and interviewed. Doctor Ozid requested to be involved in these interviews, but due to his prior experience with SCP-4064, his request was denied. The interviews were conducted by the site director, Doctor Laura Knight. + Interview 4064-A.1 - Interview 4064-A.1 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Knight: Hello, I'm Laura Knight, and I just want to ask you a few questions about yourself and the group you associate with, is that alright? SCP-4064-A: No! No, please! Please, let me go! I need to see my sisters, they're looking for me! Dr. Knight: Who exactly are your sisters? SCP-4064-A: Please! Please no, no I can't! I need to refocus! Please, this is too much for me! I need to refocus! I need to refocus!!! Dr. Knight: What does that mean, refocus? SCP-4064-A: Give me my mask! I need it to refocus! I need it… please. Dr. Knight: I'm sorry, we can't allow you to wear your mask at this time. Now, please- SCP-4064-A: Why are you doing this to me? Let me go, I haven't hurt anyone! I need… I need to refocus. It's all I am! Dr. Knight: You need to answer my questions if we're going to get anywhere with this. SCP-4064-A: And then you'll give me my mask? Dr. Knight: I'm afraid that cannot be confirmed at this time. SCP-4064-A bursts into tears. She does not respond to Doctor Knight for the remainder of the interview. [END LOG] + Interview 4064-B.1 - Interview 4064-B.1 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Knight: Hello, I'm Doctor Knight, and I just want to ask you a few questions about yourself and the group you associate with, is that alright? SCP-4064-B remains silent. Dr. Knight: Can you hear me? SCP-4064-B remains silent. Dr. Knight: You're going to have to talk at some point, I can wait here all day. SCP-4064-B: And I can wait here for years if I must. I know my sisters will find me and break me out of this prison. You SCP worms cannot keep me from them. Dr. Knight: Who exactly are your sisters? SCP-4064-B remains silent. Dr. Knight: Look, we have a containment cell ready for you and your sister, and we're not going to let you go any time soon so- SCP-4064-B: Did you say, my sister? I am not the only one? How many more have you taken? Dr. Knight: I'm afraid I can not- SCP-4064-B: Let me see her! I need to talk to her, now! Dr. Knight: Unfortunately, we cannot allow- SCP-4064-B: LET ME SEE MY SISTER! SCP-4064-B bolts out of her chair and kicks Doctor Knight's head. Doctor Knight slumps to the ground, unconscious. The two guards in the room restrain her and bring her out of the room, to her containment cell. [END LOG] Subsequent interviews were held the following few days, with no new information being gained. Interviews were halted indefinitely. Addendum 03: On July 12th, 2015, about four months after the initial capture of SCP-4064-A and SCP-4064-B, during routine monitoring of the entities' cells, SCP-4064-A was seen motioning to the prismatic shaft, calling for attention. The guard on duty proceeded to open the vocal relay system attached to her room and discovered that she was asking for an interview. After deliberation, a date and time were set, and the following interview was held between SCP-4064-A and Doctor Knight. + Interview 4064-A.2 - Interview 4064-A.2 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Knight: I understand that you specifically requested this interview, SCP-4064-A. Is that right? SCP-4064-A: Yes. And please, call me Jane. Doctor Knight glances over at the window, where security guard Westrin Jeremiah is positioned. Jeremiah shrugs. Dr. Knight: Alright, Jane. Now, I also understand that you have some… terms? SCP-4064-A: In return for my compliance, I want you guys to… treat me like an actual person. I want real food and human interaction. I'm not a monster… not anymore. Dr. Knight: And we'll do our best to adhere to your requests. Now, are you ready to begin? SCP-4064-A: Yes. I think I am. Dr. Knight: I have only one question for you. Well, it's more of a request. Tell me everything you can about The Daughters of Anatolia. SCP-4064-A sighs heavily, and stares at her feet for ten seconds. Dr. Knight: Jane? Are you alright? SCP-4064-A: Yes, I'm just having trouble figuring out where to start. Dr. Knight: I understand. Take your time. SCP-4064-A: No, no, I don't want to make this harder than it has to be. SCP-4064-A sighs heavily. SCP-4064-A: My earliest memories are no more than a few years old, though I know I must be at least in my late twenties. Truthfully, I do not know much about the Daughters, just that I am one of them. I'm actually the youngest, we… the Sisters, are the youngest to date. Mother… Anatolia, created us to be her… I'm not sure how to put it, breadwinners? We feed her, though not the way most people are fed. SCP-4064-A While we, you and I, eat foods and nutrients, Anatolia feeds on… other things. On emotions. I'm not sure exactly how she gets these emotions, though I suspect it has something to do with the masks. Me and my sisters, we collect… anguish. Our role is admittedly embarrassing, but we… we force others to fall in love with us, and then break their hearts. Through that, Anatolia is nourished. SCP-4064-A: I do not know much about the other daughters, but what I can tell you is that there are two other… groups. The Matrons are the next oldest group, there are five of them, and they collect fear for Anatolia. Their methods are morally questionable, though in my short time I've been realizing that none of us are particularly right in what we do. The Matrons collect fear by kidnapping and torturing their victims. They do not kill them, however, That… is the job of the Pipers. SCP-4064-A: The Pipers are the oldest of the Daughters. There are only three, and I have never seen them. They… kill… they murder innocent people, good people, all to collect… mourning. Anatolia feeds on strong, negative emotions, and the strongest of all is pure mourning. SCP-4064-A: I'm afraid that's all the information I can give. Without my mask, I can't focus, and if I can't focus, I can't know where my sisters are. However, these last few months… I may have been trapped in that forsaken room, but I actually feel like a person. I… I feel good. I have my own thoughts and feelings, it's not something I got to have when I was focused. SCP-4064-A: Is that enough? Dr. Knight: Yes, thank you, Jane. This has been an extraordinary help, and I will work with the higher-ups on arranging better living conditions for you. SCP-4064-A: Thank you. And, one more thing. Don't tell my sister I did this. I know she will never listen, but I still love her, and I can't bear the thought that she would think I was brainwashed or something else horrible. The thought that at least she had someone in the next room, experiencing her pain with her, I know that is at least somewhat comforting. Dr. Knight: Noted. SCP-4064-B will not be made aware of your condition. Doctor Knight motions to the guards outside the room, who come in, restrain SCP-4064-A, and take her back to her room. [END LOG] Addendum 04: Nearly five years after its initial containment, on April 23rd, 2019, SCP-4064-B was observed to have a notable physical change, that being the appearance of a single grey strand amidst its usually black hair. No alterations have been made to containment procedures since this discovery. Footnotes 1. These masks weigh 11kg, and are made of solid gold. 2. For more information, see Addendum 03.
SCP-4065	keter	COGNITOHAZARD WARNING Access to SCP-4065 documentation requires specialized countermemetic inoculation. Individuals without appropriate inoculation will be unable to perceive this file. Inoculated personnel should view the image below. Pechkarjova/Bakken Selective Perception Countermeme COUNTERMEMETIC INOCULATION VERIFIED 4/4065 LEVEL 4/4065 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4065 An instance of SCP-4065-11 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4065 is currently uncontained. Research into developing a countermeme is ongoing. SCP-4065-3 instances are to be erased or deleted whenever possible; SCP-4065-3 has been deleted from most files requiring Level 2/General, Level 3/Ontokinetic, and/or Level 4/Memetic clearance to edit, although these changes are frequently reverted by infected personnel. Information about SCP-4065 is restricted to SCP-4065-resistant individuals via selective perception countermemes. All anomalies whose containment procedures rely on the use of SCP-4065-1 are major breach risks; however, many of those anomalies have been infected with SCP-4065, and as such are partially self-containing. Alternate containment procedures for these anomalies are to be developed and enacted as soon as possible. Description: SCP-4065 is an anomalous memetic contagion that currently affects almost all Foundation personnel. Affected individuals believe in the existence and efficacy of a piece of technology identified as a "Scranton Reality Anchor" (SCP-4065-1), a device apparently intended to protect against ontokinetic threats; SCP-4065-1 instances apparently protect against these threats by stabilizing the "Hume field", an objective measure of the "thickness" of reality that can be detected by devices known as "Kant Counters" (SCP-4065-2). SCP-4065 was created by Dr. Susan Scranton, for whom SCP-4065-1 is named, as an experimental containment method for sapient ontokinetic anomalies; while it was largely successful in its original purpose, the parameters for infection were not well-defined, and it was quickly transmitted to Foundation personnel. SCP-4065-1 and -2 instances are created by infected individuals from available materials; SCP-4065-1 instances tend to be constructed from laboratory equipment, kitchen appliances, and desktop computers, while SCP-4065-2 instances tend to be constructed from smaller devices, such as pocket calculators and mobile phones. These devices usually have a number of buttons, switches, LEDs and dials that function as a control panel; SCP-4065-2 instances always have at least one prominent antenna or receiver dish. In addition to the electronic components, SCP-4065-1 and -2 instances occasionally contain more exotic materials, including large quartz crystals, radiation sources, and human remains. All documented SCP-4065-1 and -2 instances have been painted or otherwise marked with SCP-4065-3. SCP-4065-3 is a memetic trigger sigil, originally devised by Dr. Susan Scranton, which acts as the primary vector for SCP-4065 infection. When an individual who has moderate knowledge of the Foundation's existence, purpose, and ideology2 sees SCP-4065-3, they begin to show symptoms of SCP-4065 infection within 48 hours; individuals who have worked directly with ontokinetic anomalies or have ontokinetic abilities themselves show symptoms within 8 hours. A secondary component of the SCP-4065 meme-complex is the idea that SCP-4065-3 is the primary logo or seal of the Foundation; as a result, SCP-4065-3 is now widely used by Foundation personnel as an identifying emblem, and variations have been adopted for use by all major Foundation departments. There is currently no known countermeme for SCP-4065 infection. It is currently hypothesized that immunity to SCP-4065 requires full knowledge of its creation and the memes that compose it; the only individual who fulfills these criteria is the creator, Dr. Susan Scranton. Footnotes 1. Constructed from a thermal immersion circulator. SCP-4065-3 redacted. 2. All Foundation personnel and most sapient anomalies in Foundation containment fulfill these criteria. It is likely that members of most major groups of interest are also susceptible to SCP-4065 infection, although this is currently unconfirmed.
SCP-4065	uncontained	COGNITOHAZARD WARNING Access to SCP-4065 documentation requires specialized countermemetic inoculation. Individuals without appropriate inoculation will be unable to perceive this file. Inoculated personnel should view the image below. Pechkarjova/Bakken Selective Perception Countermeme COUNTERMEMETIC INOCULATION VERIFIED 4/4065 LEVEL 4/4065 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4065 An instance of SCP-4065-11 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4065 is currently uncontained. Research into developing a countermeme is ongoing. SCP-4065-3 instances are to be erased or deleted whenever possible; SCP-4065-3 has been deleted from most files requiring Level 2/General, Level 3/Ontokinetic, and/or Level 4/Memetic clearance to edit, although these changes are frequently reverted by infected personnel. Information about SCP-4065 is restricted to SCP-4065-resistant individuals via selective perception countermemes. All anomalies whose containment procedures rely on the use of SCP-4065-1 are major breach risks; however, many of those anomalies have been infected with SCP-4065, and as such are partially self-containing. Alternate containment procedures for these anomalies are to be developed and enacted as soon as possible. Description: SCP-4065 is an anomalous memetic contagion that currently affects almost all Foundation personnel. Affected individuals believe in the existence and efficacy of a piece of technology identified as a "Scranton Reality Anchor" (SCP-4065-1), a device apparently intended to protect against ontokinetic threats; SCP-4065-1 instances apparently protect against these threats by stabilizing the "Hume field", an objective measure of the "thickness" of reality that can be detected by devices known as "Kant Counters" (SCP-4065-2). SCP-4065 was created by Dr. Susan Scranton, for whom SCP-4065-1 is named, as an experimental containment method for sapient ontokinetic anomalies; while it was largely successful in its original purpose, the parameters for infection were not well-defined, and it was quickly transmitted to Foundation personnel. SCP-4065-1 and -2 instances are created by infected individuals from available materials; SCP-4065-1 instances tend to be constructed from laboratory equipment, kitchen appliances, and desktop computers, while SCP-4065-2 instances tend to be constructed from smaller devices, such as pocket calculators and mobile phones. These devices usually have a number of buttons, switches, LEDs and dials that function as a control panel; SCP-4065-2 instances always have at least one prominent antenna or receiver dish. In addition to the electronic components, SCP-4065-1 and -2 instances occasionally contain more exotic materials, including large quartz crystals, radiation sources, and human remains. All documented SCP-4065-1 and -2 instances have been painted or otherwise marked with SCP-4065-3. SCP-4065-3 is a memetic trigger sigil, originally devised by Dr. Susan Scranton, which acts as the primary vector for SCP-4065 infection. When an individual who has moderate knowledge of the Foundation's existence, purpose, and ideology2 sees SCP-4065-3, they begin to show symptoms of SCP-4065 infection within 48 hours; individuals who have worked directly with ontokinetic anomalies or have ontokinetic abilities themselves show symptoms within 8 hours. A secondary component of the SCP-4065 meme-complex is the idea that SCP-4065-3 is the primary logo or seal of the Foundation; as a result, SCP-4065-3 is now widely used by Foundation personnel as an identifying emblem, and variations have been adopted for use by all major Foundation departments. There is currently no known countermeme for SCP-4065 infection. It is currently hypothesized that immunity to SCP-4065 requires full knowledge of its creation and the memes that compose it; the only individual who fulfills these criteria is the creator, Dr. Susan Scranton. Footnotes 1. Constructed from a thermal immersion circulator. SCP-4065-3 redacted. 2. All Foundation personnel and most sapient anomalies in Foundation containment fulfill these criteria. It is likely that members of most major groups of interest are also susceptible to SCP-4065 infection, although this is currently unconfirmed.
SCP-4066	euclid	3/4066 LEVEL 3/4066 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4066 Special Containment Procedures: All archaeological excavations of sites in the former Byzantine Empire are to be monitored by Research Task Force Digamma-7 ("Classical Cosmonauts") for instances of SCP-4066-A and -B. SCP-4066-A instances are to be documented and then defaced in ways consistent with decay, vandalism, or iconoclasm1 and returned; SCP-4066-B instances are to be confiscated and contained in an anomalous object storage vault at Site-77. Civilians who have come into contact with SCP-4066-A or -B instances are to be treated with Class-A amnestics. Proposals for the study or reverse-engineering of SCP-4066-B instances should be submitted to the SCP-4066 containment lead, Dr. Kristin Maur, and require the approval of Site Director Gillespie. Description: SCP-4066 is the collective designation for the dynasties of Byzantine emperors that were founded by, supported by, or composed of extraterrestrial or extradimensional entities. Between the ascension of Constantine I as sole Roman Emperor in 312 and the sack of Constantinople by the Ottoman Empire in 1453, almost every ruling family in the Byzantine Empire was in some way associated with extraterrestrial activity; during this period, there was very little confirmed extraterrestrial activity elsewhere on Earth. As of yet, no explanation for this trend has been found. Art and literature from the Byzantine Empire that describes or depicts extraterrestrial entities and activities is designated SCP-4066-A; extraterrestrial technological artifacts from this period are designated SCP-4066-B. Addendum: Emperors and Dynasties with Extraterrestrial Influences This addendum contains short descriptions and summaries of the Byzantine dynasties with known extraterrestrial/extradimensional affiliations, alongside supplementary documents and data that serve to identify the nature and scope of those affiliations. These dynasties are designated SCP-4066-α through SCP-4066-π. For full dossiers on the individual dynasties, contact the containment lead, currently Dr. Kristin Maur. Constantinian Dynasty - SCP-4066-α (312-363) The emperor Constantine was the first Roman emperor to convert to Christianity. Mainstream historical sources claim that this conversion was the result of a vision Constantine experienced before the Battle of the Milvian Bridge in 312, in which he was instructed to adopt the sign of the Chi-Rho, a Christian symbol, to ensure his army's victory. Constantine's private journals, preserved in the library of the Great Lavra Monastery on Mount Athos, reveal that he received visions from the same entity throughout his reign; Constantine identifies this entity as either Sol Invictus or the Christian God, and says that the visions always came from "the morning sun himself". These visions gave Constantine advice on military, political, and economic matters, and encouraged him to support both the pagan cults of Mithras and Sol Invictus and the Christian church. Constantine's dynastic successors continued to receive these visions and for the most part followed them, with the exception of his nephew, Julian the Apostate, who rejected the visions as the "messages of a false god" who was "preparing [the empire] for a war that is not ours". Julian believed that these visions had been misinterpreted by his predecessors, and that rather than advocating for Christianity, the visions wished him to found a new religion, which he described as "antithetical to the ancient customs of Rome and the new laws of the Christians". Julian argued against the messages he had received in a series of philosophical dialogues titled Against Himself; a section of the third dialogue is reproduced below. Document 4066-α-17: Against Himself Chapter 3, p. 4-6 Circa 362 CE. Sixth-generation vellum copy, Venice, Italy. Greek. Translated by Gavin van Hofwegen, 1937. Show Document Hide Document The main characters of the dialogue are Julian himself (Jul) and Phantasm (Pha), the representation of his visions. Pha: But Julian, the world is in danger; nay, all worlds are in danger. My brothers and I weaken each day, and as we weaken, our enemies grow stronger. Jul: And who, oh Phantasm, are these enemies of which you speak? Are they the Persians, who menace my empire's eastern borders? Are they the Goths or the Alemanni or the Franks, any of the barbarians my uncle subdued? Pha: No, Julian, they are none of these. Jul: Then they must be within the empire: my own rebellious subjects, in Gaul or in Syria, or perhaps my Christian cousins who covet my throne? Pha: They are not within your empire, or within any mortal empire or kingdom or nation. Jul: Have I angered the gods somehow? Or will the centaurs return from the wilds to make war on man once more? Or maybe the Christians speak the truth, and their god will return with a host of spirits and cast me down into Tartarus for my apostacy! Am I any closer, Phantasm? Pha: You are no closer, Julian. Our enemies are not from the underworld, nor from the heavens. They live not on your world, nor on any world, nor in any star, nor in the space between the stars. Jul: Then who, Phantasm, are these enemies, and where can they be found, if they are not anywhere in creation? Pha: Our enemies are outside creation; they are unknown to man and to god; they hate the world and all life in it. Jul: Then how, oh wise Phantasm, am I to combat them? Where can I march my legions, that I may fight these haters of all? Pha: Only my brothers and I can fight them. You must support us in our eternal war. Jul: And how can I support you? Pha: Worship us. Lend us your blood for our eternal struggle. Make the sacrifices we require to continue our battle. Jul: Now I see through your motives, Phantasm! You are hungry, are you not? Desirous of sacrifices? You crave the worship of mortals? Hide Document The text continues for another seven pages; it ends with Julian concluding that Phantasm is some sort of minor spirit who has latched on to the imperial family, seeking worship and sacrifices. Investigation into the similarities between the philosophy articulated by the character of Phantasm and the Ortothan mythos of the Church of the Second Hytoth is ongoing. Valentinian Dynasty - SCP-4066-β (364-379) The Valentinian dynasty were members of a species of sapient humanoid extraterrestrials of unknown origin. SCP-4066-A instances depict Valentinian emperors and other members of their family with instectoid facial features, including compound eyes, chewing mouthparts similar to grasshoppers, and long antennae; these individuals had four arms, two on each side branching from a single shoulder joint, and two legs. Depictions of the Valentinian emperors exhibit a mild antimemetic effect, causing observers to perceive them as depictions of human beings; as a result, the anomalous nature of SCP-4066-β was not discovered until the first use of mnestic drugs by the Foundation in the 1980s. Theodosian Dynasty - SCP-4066-γ (379-457) Theodosius I, founder of the Theodosian dynasty, had close trading relationships with a number of extradimensional and extraterrestrial nation-states, including the Dominion of Cephus, the city-state of Alagadda, the Central L'Kir Co-Prosperity Tesseract, and New Carthage. These trade deals were brokered by two close advisors of the Emperor, Demetrios Makellos and Kourios Skotos, and resulted in an influx of extraterrestrial consumer goods, thaumaturgic and alchemical artifacts, and non-human slaves. Leonid Dynasty - SCP-4066-δ (457-518) The entire Leonid dynasty appears to have been fabricated at some point in the mid-8th century, replacing two Theodosian Emperors, Theodosius III and Arcadius II, and a non-dynastic emperor, Philip Chrysonomos2. Historical records and material evidence were significantly altered, although the memories of most individuals were not; nevertheless, only a few contemporary individuals seemed to notice the change, all of them monastic scholars, and none of them released that information publicly. Examination of the Church of Saint Mary of the Spring, a sanctuary in modern Istanbul founded by the first Leonid Emperor, Leo I, revealed an inscription on the ancient cornerstone concealed by a series of antimemetic sigils; the inscription, originally written in both Latin and Lisk'Kvar3 has been reproduced below. Document SCP-4066-δ-17: Cornerstone Inscription, Church of Saint Mary of the Spring Date unclear. Inscription on marble, Istanbul, Turkey. Latin/Lisk'Kvar. Translated by Anne Benoit and Ezekiel N'krumah, 2012. Show Document Hide Document In the Year of the World 59454, the Emperor Leo witnessed a miracle, the Mother of God giving him the power to cure a blind man. Upon his ascension to the throne, he founded upon this spring a church, dedicated to Saint Mary, in honor of the miracle. [Translator's Note: The remainder of the inscription is in Lisk'Kvar ideograms, which have complex context-dependent meanings; the translation is necessarily imprecise.] In the Era of the [Dark/Black/Hidden] Star5, "Cartwheels-Through-The-[Red/Orange/Burning]-[Fruit/Food/Pigment]-Trees"6 came to this [planet?], and on it created an [artwork/miracle]. "Cartwheel" [remade/rewrote] the [history?] of a [nation/people], but not their [minds/memories/souls]; all [sapient beings/artists] forget their [history?] too [quickly/easily/freely]. Hide Document The inscription is signed by the same "Cartwheel" mentioned in the text. The Foundation has as of yet been unable to ask any Lisk'Lurthan individuals about the Leonid dynasty, the inscription, or the individual mentioned within. Justinian Dynasty - SCP-4066-ε (518-602) Documents recovered from excavations within Nx-34 have revealed that all important members of the Justinian dynasty, including all Justinian emperors, were controlled by the psionic extraterrestrial species known to the inhabitants of Nx-34 as the "Soul-Thieves". A colony of Soul-Thieves was established in an artificial cavern in the harbor of Constantinople; when a member of the dynasty that was under the control of these entities left the city, they would be followed by a Soul-Thief either in the sea or in a levitating tank cloaked in a light-refraction field. The eventual deposition of Emperor Maurice by Phocas (see below) was possibly aided by some natural psionic resistance granted by Phocas' divergence from baseline humanity. Phocas - SCP-4066-ζ (602-610) SCP-4066-A instances depicting the usurper Emperor Phocas show the sloping forehead, pronounced brow ridge, and protruding jaw typical of Homo neanderthalensis; contemporary sources claim that he and his family spoke a dialect of Greek not like any spoken in the empire, and that he made occasional veiled references to a birthplace to which he could never return. Extraterrestrial/extradimensional origin unconfirmed, but likely. Heraclian Dynasty - SCP-4066-η (610-695) While no documentary evidence has been found linking the Heraclian Dynasty to extraterrestrial activity, archaeological excavations of sites from this period contain numerous instances of SCP-4066-B, mostly military armaments. A representative list is presented below. Table 4066-η-1: Significant SCP-4066-η-B Instances Site Date (approximate) Object(s) Ephesus (Selçuk, Turkey) 614 Two artillery railguns, probably originally rendered inoperable by earthquake damage. Instances were found in what was once the bay outside the ancient harbor (now several kilometers inland due to silt deposition by the Küçükmenderes River). Instances appear to have been connected to some external power supply, which has not been recovered. Nineveh (Mosul, Iraq) 627 Remains of four powered-armor exoskeletons, heavily battle-damaged and with the internal power sources removed. Instances are engraved with passages from Christian scriptures, and each has a panel on its chest depicting one of the four winged creatures named in the book of Revelation and associated with the four Christian evangelists: a lion, an ox, an angel and an eagle. Jerusalem 637-8 Skeleton of a large six-legged mammalian creature, killed by a spear wound to the neck; genetic testing indicates extraterrestrial origin. Skeleton found inside heavily rusted scale armor with built-in saddle; design is similar to contemporary Byzantine horse armor. Phoenicus (Finike, Turkey) 654 Wreck of a seagoing hovercraft, 15m in length. Hovercraft appears to have been solar-powered, and was equipped with a bronze ram at the prow and two ballistae amidships. Dvin, Armenia 686-8 47 lithium-ion batteries, enclosed in a ceramic vessel. Batteries appear to have been used at time of deposition; a number of SCP-4066-B instances which could accept this shape of battery have been recovered. These SCP-4066-B instances cannot be traced to a single extraterrestrial civilization; the Heraclian dynasty had probably established a relationship with some group of extraterrestrial arms dealers, although what they could have provided such a group in return for these weapons is unknown. It is possible that the formula for the incendiary compound known as "Greek fire", invented near the end of the Heraclian Dynasty, was also given by or purchased from extraterrestrial entities; research is ongoing. Tiberius III Apsimar - SCP-4066-θ (698-705) Tiberius III Apsimar was a Scientologist. Further information is restricted to personnel assigned to Project FROZEN SOUL and the Temporal Anomalies Department. Anastasios II - SCP-4066-ι (713-715) Recovery of the remains of Anastasios II revealed that this Emperor was a humanoid robot, controlled from a small cockpit within the chest cavity. The cockpit is sized for an entity between 15 and 20 cm in height, with at least six manipulating appendages. Anastasios II was powered by a small fusion reactor, which was damaged during its execution by Leo III; the identity and fate of its pilot are unknown. Irene of Athens - SCP-4066-κ (797-802) Irene of Athens, regent for her son Constantine VI and then sole ruler in her own right, was the host for an extraterrestrial parasite, which was invisible to the naked eye but could be seen by individuals with anomalously enhanced sight. Descriptions of the parasite's appearance vary; one of Irene's advisors, a eunuch named Aetios, compiled a number of these descriptions in Τὸν Βίον Τᾶς Βασσιλίσσας (The Life of the Empress), his biography of Irene. Document 4066-κ-5: Τὸν Βίον Τᾶς Βασσιλίσσας, Book 4, Chapter 6 Circa 800. Fourth-generation parchment copy, Rome, Italy. Greek. Translated by Ioannes Pappapetrou, 1927. Show Document Hide Document The Empress could see her own daimon7, of course, and so could her mages and alchemists, and those priests and monks gifted by the Lord with heavenly sight. But no two of them saw it the same way, and argued among themselves over who was more correct in their seeing. The court wizard, the eunuch Bartholomeos Timotheou, saw a halo of flames around the Empress' head, from which golden eyes stared in all directions; and of course he swore that it was a member of the lower orders of angels, sent to advise the empress of the Lord's will. His apprentice, Petros Polydactulos (he had a sixth finger on his left hand, a sure sign of sorcerous talent), believed that the Empress was constantly circled at her waist by a five flying discs, each of a different precious stone, that passed through all solid matter as they orbited her. The Egyptian physician we called Harpocrates8, as he was mute, sketched what he saw when he applied a certain ointment to his eyes; curls of smoke emerged from the Empress' ears and nose, and coiled upwards in intricate spirals. The priests saw visions stranger still, although despite the oddness of these sights none of them believed that the daimon was infernal in nature. Brother Leontios of the Stoudion saw swirling black lines crawling, snake-like, across the Empress' face; these lines would sometimes leave her skin, travel in the air for a short distance, and alight on her once more. The Patriarch of Constantinople, when briefly granted an angelic vision as he was giving the Empress the holy eucharist, saw needles, some of black iron and some of red brass, bloodlessly penetrating her head and chest; they sank in and raised back up, sometimes in regular waves and sometimes without any pattern he could see. The Empress herself claimed it appeared as a squid, or an octopus, whose tentacles curled around her head; only she could hear its voice, which was that of an old woman, but eloquent and refined, as if it had been trained as an orator. I am reminded, as I retell these descriptions, of the Persian parable of the blind men and the elephant; each man feels only a part of the beast, and thus each believes the elephant to be something more simple than it truly is. The empress' daimon must be as far above us as we are above the creeping insects of the earth; perhaps one man can only see one part of it, and is misled by his own fallible senses. Hide Document Aetios claims that the parasite's advice was cryptic and often seemingly unhelpful, but that Irene "derived great comfort from its messages" and followed its commands whenever possible. He complied some of the parasite's messages, and Irene's interpretations, in a companion piece to Τὸν Βίον Τᾶς Βασσιλίσσας titled Ἀγαθαδαιμωνολόγοι (The Teachings of the Virtuous Daimon), some excerpts of which is reproduced below. Document 4066-κ-7: Excerpts from the Ἀγαθαδαιμωνολόγοι Circa 801. Fourth-generation parchment copy, Rome, Italy. Greek. Translated by Ioannes Pappapetrou, 1929. Show Document Hide Document The Daimon said, "An emperor of an empire that has no emperor. The sun in reverse, rising west and falling east. Betrayal leads to slavery leads to betrayal." The Empress said, "It speaks of the Frankish pretender9; he claims the crown, but it is mine alone. He will try to steal it, and he will fall." The Daimon asked, "Why are we not philosophers?" The Empress said, "Because the philosophers were pagans, although virtuous." The Daimon asked, "Why are we not philosophy?" To this, the Empress had no response. The Daimon said, "Not all truth is happy. Not all wounds are bloody. Not all plants are leafy. Beware the butterfly." The Empress said, "The unhappy truth is the power of the Arabs. The bloodless wound is the theft of the Bucellarian theme. The leafless plant is my childless state. The butterfly is he who will try to depose me." The Daimon said, "Lust. Self-pleasure. Corruption in the highest orders of power. A kingdom founded on the desires of a youth." The Empress said, "The Arab kingdom is decadent to its core. It cannot hold before the virtues of Christendom. We will overcome them and take back the holy land." The Daimon said, "All the demons are loosed, and those who come after see the messages of those yet to come but already dead, and they understand them, and they secure the threat." The Empress knew the meaning, but could not tell me, for I had not enough trust to know her deepest secrets. The Daimon said, "History is tragedy. Tragedy is history. Sisters are sisters and foes are foes." The Empress said, "My sister-in-law is Anthousa, who lives now as a nun; my foe is the rest of that family, who covet the throne that was my son's and then mine. The past tragedies of that family are well-known." The Daimon said, "Do not name anything you do not want to become." The Empress said, "When one dwells on failure, one leans every more quickly toward that failure. I think and speak only of success." Hide Document When Irene died in exile on the island of Lesbos in 803, the parasite died with her; an imperial agent sent to retrieve her body claimed that it was buried in a mass of stone, metal, broken glass and rotting flesh, filling the entirety of her small house. Leo V - SCP-4066-λ (813-820) The personal journals of Leo V, dictated to a court scribe and preserved by the Monastery of Stoudios and then the Bab-i Mukhfi10, describe an abduction experience the emperor experienced around age 20. An excerpt has been reproduced below. Document SCP-4066-λ-3: Personal Journal of Leo V Circa 814. Fifth-generation paper copy, Istanbul, Turkey. Greek. Translated by Anne Benoit, 1977. Show Document Hide Document Even before I served under Bardanes in his failed revolt, I knew I would be Emperor some day. God had chosen me, as he chose Constantine the Great, by sending me a vision of the heavens. In the third Indiction, the second such since my birth11, in August, I went out from the City12 with some companions, to hunt in the forests of the Bucellarian Theme. We were staying at an inn along the road to Ancyra13, and after a night of celebrations, we retired to our rooms. In the darkest part of the night, I left my room to make use of the latrine; and as I was returning from that building, a bright light shone down from above, stunning me where I stood. I was lifted from the ground by unseen hands, and carried up towards the light, which I now saw emanated from bright lamps mounted upon some flying vessel; I was carried into the vessel through a door on its underside, and placed upon a polished metal floor. Before me in the room stood an angel. He stood half again as tall as me, in shining silver armor that covered his skin entirely; his helmet had a face-plate of clear glass, through which I could see his face. He had no nose, and only a single eye; and his mouth was filled with sharp teeth like a dog's; and yet I was not afraid, for I knew him to be an angel of the Lord. He spoke, then; and though he did not speak Greek, nor any other mortal language, I could understand his words, for the language of the angels is comprehensible to all. A metal table rose up from the ground, and he instructed me to undress, and to lay upon it, and when I had done so he commanded me to sleep, and I slept. The sleep was dreamless, but seemed long; and when I awoke it was morning, and I was in my bed, with a fresh scar across my stomach, as if I had been under the surgeon's knife. Later in life, while I was making war against the Arabs as governor of Anatolia, I was cut deeply across the belly by a Syrian swordsman, whom my companions slew shortly after, and as I was being treated for the wound, a strange artifact was found under the flesh of my stomach, which I will now describe. The artifact was made of white stone, or very fine pottery, without seam or opening, and inlaid upon its surface in silver were strange designs, which I thought to be the written language shared by the Grigori with the first men after Adam. When it was brought before Brother Ioannes Euglossos of the Stoudion, who is known to have the gift of tongues, he understood it and transcribed it into Greek; and I will read to you now what he wrote. "Glumoriclopharnion14 Internal Tracking Device. Insert Into Central Body Cavity. For Assistance Contact Us By Far-Sound At Eight Seven Six Eleven Four One Zero Two Nine Ten One Nine Or At Our Through-Net Location15." Neither I nor any of the scholars of the Stoudion could understand the message, but perhaps my son or my son's son will comprehend its secrets, and contact the angels once more for guidance. Until then, the artifact is stored with other holy relics in the royal vaults. Hide Document The artifact in question, SCP-4066-λ-B-1, was captured by the Ottoman Empire during the fall of Constantinople; it came into the possession of the Foundation when the Bab-i Mukhfi was disbanded in the aftermath of the First World War. Macedonian Dynasty - SCP-4066-μ (867-1056) The Macedonian Emperors belonged to a variety of alien species, equipped with memetic and holographic concealment devices that allowed them to pass as human. This dynasty was put into power by an extraterrestrial entertainment corporation, "HarrShaNget Pseudo-Authentic Productions"; the power struggles between the various emperors and their fake family members were recorded and broadcast on a number of interplanetary entertainment services as a reality television show, "Primitive Leadership Overtaken and Contested". The show was canceled after the 19th season, and all remaining contestants either faked their deaths or were replaced with androids. Doukid Dynasty - SCP-4066-ν (1059-1081) Members of the Doukid dynasty had access to consciousness-transfer technology similar to that found in SCP-1980. Arcadius the Ephesian, a court eunuch who wrote biographies of the Doukid emperors, reported that each member of the family "wore close to their skin a dark metal amulet, covered with gemstones"; when one member of the family, Ioannes Doukas, had his amulet taken from him briefly by a childhood playmate, "his soul fled from his eyes, and only when the amulet was returned was he himself once more". All Doukid emperors reportedly searched for body doubles, claiming to be afraid of assassination plots; on at least two recorded occasions, one of these emperors was reportedly killed in battle, only to appear alive later and claim that it was a body double who had died instead. Whether this technology came from another site like SCP-1980 or was introduced independently is unknown. Komnenid Dynasty - SCP-4066-ξ (1081-1185) Study of the preserved remains of Komnenid emperors has indicated that numerous members of the family were heavily cybernetically modified by an unknown entity or group. An abridged table of known augmented dynasty members and their modifications is presented below. Table SCP-4066-ξ-1: Augmented Komnenoi Dynasty Member Augmentations Other Notes Alexios I Komnenos Artificial right arm and leg; subdermal ballistic fiber across torso and neck; artificial organ of unknown purpose in upper pelvic cavity. Decay of organic parts of corpse made the purpose of the extra organ unclear, but it seems to have been connected to the reproductive system. Anna Komnene None found; see notes. Body showed signs of post-mortem mutilation: eyes, lungs, heart, and left leg were missing. It is possible that augmentations were removed for reuse after death. John II Komnenos Entire digestive tract, from esophagus to colon, replaced with artificial organs capable of filtering out poisons and pathogens and digesting an number of substances normally indigestible by humans. Left arm artificial from elbow down. Replacement of left arm appears to have happened shortly before death. Manuel I Komnenos Full-body cybernetic replacement from the neck down. Several parts of body were missing, including right arm, both feet, several internal components, and pieces of the artificial skin and armor. (See Alexios II, below.) Maria of Antioch Artificial eyes, left leg. Left leg seems to be slightly shorter than right leg. Possible scarring around sites of implants indicates moderate to severe rejection syndrome. Alexios II Komnenos Right arm, both feet, heart, liver, and parts of skin replaced with artificial components. Implants match missing components from body of Manuel I, and are not proportioned properly for Alexios II's body. Possible scarring from surgery procedure around implant sites Andronikos I Komnenos Artificial left arm. Arm is made of bronze and silver, using contemporary metallurgy techniques. Contains no electronic components. Possibly made in imitation of advanced prostheses worn by earlier dynasts. Save for Andronikos I's primitive prosthetic arm, all of the prostheses worn by Komnenid emperors and family members were similar in aesthetic and composition, presumably deriving from the same source. Angelid Dynasty - SCP-4066-ο (1185-1204) The Angelid dynasty was heavily funded by a single instance of SCP-3201, which produced gold, silver, and bronze in exchange for icons of obscure saints. The Angelids believed that the SCP-3201 instance was an angel, who had been sent by God to give boons to their family; the founder of the family, Constantine Angelos, chose his surname to reflect this relationship. It is believed that this dynasty fell from power when the SCP-3201 instance was satisfied with its collection of icons and no longer provided them with precious metals. Palaiologan Dynasty - SCP-4066-π (1261-1453) The Palaiologan Dynasty was not controlled, supported, or composed of extraterrestrial entities; however, they were aware of the SCP-4066 phenomenon, and took steps to counteract the influence of extraterrestrial entities on Byzantine politics. Michael VIII Palaiologos, after reclaiming Constantinople from the Latin Empire, founded the Military Order of Saint Constantine the Great, an organization modeled on contemporary Catholic military orders like the Knights Templar and Knights Hospitaller; its founding document, the Creed of Saint Constantine, established the duties and responsibilities of the organization, and is reproduced below. Document SCP-4066-π-1: Creed of Saint Constantine Circa 1265. Marble inscription, Istanbul, Turkey. Greek. Translated by William Wentworth FitzWilliam, Viscount Milton, 1864. Show Document Hide Document We swear by the Trinity of the Lord God Almighty, the Father in Heaven Above and the Son Jesus Christ who died for our Sins and the Holy Spirit; And we swear by the Mother of God, the Virgin Mary, and by Saint Constantine the Great, and by all the other Saints who watch over us from Heaven; And we swear by our Loyalty to the Emperor and to the Empire of the Romans, the Bastion of Christendom, now and forever; We swear to protect the Empire of the Romans and all her Subjects and Protectorates from all Enemies and Influences that are not of this Earth, whether they seem to come from Heaven or from Hell or from some Unknown Sphere; And we swear to protect the One Holy Catholic and Apostolic Church from the same Enemies and Influences, and to obey the Teachings and Traditions of that Church; And we swear to use the Unearthly Weapons and Tools passed down to our Order by the Emperor to defend against their Creators, and to maintain the Condition of such Artefacts to the best of our Ability; And we swear to guard both Church and Empire from Dangers Within as well as Without, never allowing Unearthly Corruption to Take Root in any Office of those Sacred Bodies, and to thus guard our own Order, that our Righteous Purpose never be Suborned. This we swear, before our Brothers in Faith and in Arms, before our Emperor, before our Church, and before our God. Amen. Hide Document Membership in the Order was restricted to Byzantine nobility from families that had never had "the taint of the unearthly," and several prominent noble families, including the remaining branches of the Angeloi and Komnenoi, were thus banned from the Order entirely. While the Order of Constantine was not the first esoteric containment organization, it was the first to be more than moderately successful; they repelled a number of attempts by extraterrestrial and extradimensional forces to depose, control, bribe, or replace various Palaiologan Emperors, and on two separate occasions led the armies of the Empire to victory against full-fledged extraterrestrial invasions. These victories were recorded in the Συγγραφαὶ Ἱππῶν Κονσταντίνου (Histories of the Knights of Constantine), a compendium written by a number of Byzantine scholars and court scribes; an excerpt is reproduced below, describing the Battle of Nicomedia, fought in 1312 against an invasion force apparently comprised of both terrestrial and extraterrestrial mercenaries employed by an individual known as "Alexander Star-Born". Document 4066-π-12: Συγγραφαὶ Ἱππῶν Κονσταντίνου Book 7, Chapter 23 Circa 1315. Second-generation vellum copy, Saint Petersburg, Russia. Greek. Translated by Ioannes Pappapetrou, 1933. Show Document Hide Document The emissaries from Star-Born came on the eve of the battle. There were three of them, Alexander's most trusted companions and subordinates. Each was a king in his own right, but had sworn himself to the warlord in the hope of expanding his kingdom under another's protection and patronage. The first was Agaleüs Ironclad, a titan half again as tall as a man, whose body was more iron than flesh; he commanded five thousand infantry. The second was Gnephrou Dorokrates, an octopus the size of a small boy, who sat upon a large plate that flew at waist-height; he commanded two thousand cavalry on mechanical steeds and four hundred on plates similar to his own. The third was Theulian, called Suneater, a Nubian of modest stature whose skin was covered in shifting patterns of light; he commanded twelve sorcerers and their twelve-by-twelve demonic familiars. They delivered unto the Emperor and his advisors a proposition: if he were to swear fealty to the Star-Born and aid him in his conquest of the whole world, he and his descendants would be governors thereof until their line should die out. The Emperor, knowing this Alexander's true nature, his endless treacheries and his lust for power, refused. The emissaries returned to their master, swearing retribution. Before dawn, the two armies assembled on the plains outside the city's walls. The Star-Born's light-ballistae fired as the first rays of the sun came over the hills; they were deflected by the invisible Aegis granted long ago to Constans II by his benefactors, and an answering volley of stones and fire-jars came from our war-engines. These landed among the German mercenaries on the enemy's right flank, slaying many men and causing great confusion. As the armies marched toward each other, arrows and flame-lances and bullets filled the air. Our cavalry attacked the right flank of mercenaries, slaying those who had not been slain by the earlier attack; the flying cavalry of the Star-Born's forces tried to intercept them, but was repelled by a barrage of war-rockets. The infantry met in the middle, the metal-men commanded by Agaleüs crashing through our own ranks. The center held after the first charge, and was reinforced by our war-constructs, a scarce hundred of which had been captured after their last invasion. The battle continued throughout the day; neither side could gain the upper hand, so evenly were the forces matched. We thought we might fight until the last man fell, and still not truly repel this invasion. But the Lord God was with us on that day, and delivered us from such a defeat. Near sunset, the enemy began to retreat; and as they fled, the same commanders who had come before the Emperor on the previous day rode out bearing a flag of truce. His armor's air-passages having been clogged with the mud of the field and the gore of the men he slew, Alexander had suffocated; and, like his ancient namesake, he had not established his succession, and each general wished to return to his kingdom and consolidate his own power. They returned to their ships and their sky-chariots, and left our lands. Hide Document After the Fall of Constantinople in 1453, the Order of Constantine was split; one branch of the knights, believing that the Ottoman Empire had, by right of conquest, taken up the mantle of the Roman Empire, swore their fealty to the Ottoman Sultan, becoming an integral part of the Bab-i Mukhfi, while another branch fled for Russia, continuing their work in support of the Orthodox Church. The Russian branch of the Order was folded into the Tsar's Seers16 by Tsar Peter the Great in 1699, a Foundation precursor organization that specialized in the preemptive destruction of esoteric threats via precognition and thaumatological advanced-warning systems. « Art Is A Getaway Drug\|Hub\|The Obligatory Fanservice Story » Footnotes 1. The destruction of icons and other images for religious purposes; iconoclasm was practiced by Byzantine Christians during parts of the 8th and 9th centuries, and occasionally by the various Muslim empires that invaded and conquered parts of the Byzantine empire beginning in the 7th century. 2. "Gold-named", after his successful tax and coinage reforms that were later credited to the fictional Anastasius I. 3. The primary language spoken by the Lisk'Lurthan, an extraterrestrial species encountered via SCP-2088. The Lisk'Lurthan are pentaradially symmetrical, with an ovoid body approximately half a meter in height and a quarter meter in diameter surrounded by five three-jointed arms; on one end of the body there is a mouth surrounded by five compound eyes, on the other a cloaca for the expulsion of waste. The Lisk'Lurthan locomote primarily via brachiation in forests or on specialized structures, or by "cartwheeling" on flat ground. Most Lisk'Lurthan encountered in SCP-2088 have been performers, favoring various forms of gymnastics, a combination combat sport and performance art similar to human professional wrestling, and choral singing. 4. 437 CE. This dating scheme is anachronistic, not being put into use until 691 CE. 5. The Foundation does not currently have a full grasp on Lisk'Lurthan calendar systems; the current Lisk'Lurthan chronological era is the Era of the [Yellow/Bright/Precise] Star. 6. Probably a personal name, hereafter "Cartwheel" 7. A kind of guardian spirit, which was said to provide advice and guidance to the person it watched over. 8. A Hellenized version of the Egyptian god Horus, usually depicted making a "shushing" motion with his finger in front of his mouth. 9. Charlemagne, who was crowned Roman Emperor by Pope Leo III in 800, possibly in response to a woman holding sole rulership of the Byzantine Empire. 10. Also known as the "Hidden Porte", the main normalcy-preservation agency of the Ottoman Empire. 11. i.e. the year 794-5. Before the year 988, the secular calendar of the Byzantine Empire used 15-year administrative cycles, called "indictions", to measure time; the year started on September 1st, as opposed to January 1st. 12. i.e. Constantinople 13. Modern Ankara, Turkey 14. Translator's note: Probably a transliteration of a proper noun. 15. Translator's note: "τηλέφωνος", literally meaning "far-sound", is the modern Greek word for "telephone"; "διαδίκτυον", literally meaning "through-net", is the modern Greek word for "internet". For examples of similar linguistic phenomena, see Arvidsson and Nguyen, "Anachronistic Vocabulary in Glossolalia and Thaumotranslation," Journal of Paralinguistics 34.1 (2011), 45-70. 16. Πровидцы Царя (Providtsy Tsarya) ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4066" by ch00bakka, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4067	keter	An SCP-4067-2 instance mid-construction. Item #: SCP-4067 Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Delta-9 ("Pest Exterminators") is to track and disrupt SCP-4067 events if possible. The task force is to be equipped with long-range incendiary weaponry and neutralize both SCP-4067-1 and -2 instances. MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to aid in cover-up of SCP-4067 events. Items left behind from events are to be collected and be kept in Artifact Storage Vault 12 of Site-42 for analysis. The six live SCP-4067-1 instances in Foundation custody (designated -A through -F) are to be kept in reinforced, acid resistant containment chambers at Site-42. Interactions with -1 instances are to be accomplished via automatic means and if unavailable, Class-D personnel are to enter wearing acid resistant hazmat suits. Standard decontamination of equipment is to be performed and personnel are to be inspected for contamination afterwards. If found contaminated, subject is to be quarantined and diagnosed by the on-site medical team. Their fate will then be evaluated by the Site Director. Contained SCP-4607-1 instances must wear remote-activated shock collars at all times. The collar is set to deliver an automatic shock in the event of tampering. The remains of one -2 instance in Foundation custody are currently kept in cryogenic storage within Tanks 13 through 16. Access requires Level 4 clearance. Description: SCP-4067 refers to a yearly event that occurs in a random location throughout Western and Central Europe where a massive gathering of a race of insect humanoids occur. These humanoids are designated as SCP-4067-1 instances. Instances of SCP-4067-1 are sapient and are both bipedal and quadrupedal. DNA analysis of instances has shown traces of the American cockroach (Periplaneta americana), various members of the cicada super family (Cicadoidea), human (Homo sapiens) and several unidentified organisms. Instances are capable of producing speech1 though communicate via clicks more often among themselves. Some specimens possess two or four limbs connected to their torsos that terminate in three fingers. Dissections have shown the presence of a large green membrane at the center of the torso, and a large intestinal system along with glandular organs. One organ has shown to produce an acidic substance, which instances would occasionally drool in small quantities unintentionally. SCP-4067-1 instances are also infested with multiple non-anomalous diseases. Examples include salmonella, dysentery, gonorrhea, the bubonic plague, and Lyme disease. Instances are immune to the effects of these diseases, but pose a major risk for humans. Disposal via incendiary means is deemed sufficient. At the yearly event, -1 instances manifest from unknown sources in various numbers2 and create effigies from wood.3 These effigies are made to resemble an unknown deity worshiped by -1 instances, and are designated as SCP-4067-2. When it is built, -1 instances will gather any near-by humans or animals, and then in a ritualistic fashion have the bodies of subjects expand and merge with the -2 instance while chanting. Once a -2 is completely covered in the flesh of subjects, it will begin to animate and slowly crawl its vicinity in search of further subjects to consume, including -1 instances. A recovered offering possessing a carved depiction of the deity worshipped by instances. SCP-4067-1 instances have produced offerings at the events, such as carvings or sculptures, depicting their deity. Each depiction varies but is of an insect appearance. Usual depictions are sometimes humanoid or more resembling an ordinary insect. From interviews with captured -1 instances (Addendum 01), the deity is referred to as a female and is named "Kicothea". Currently, there has been no sufficient evidence to confirm the existence of this deity. It is not known where instances travel to and from for events due to attempts at tracking being met with failure. For example, GPS trackers cease transmitting until the next event where the instance it is attached to attends. An inter-dimensional origin is speculated. The Foundation became aware of SCP-4067 on 7-12-19██ in the Białowieża Forest in Poland after reports of "roach bug men" around the edges of the forest. Agents were sent to investigate and discovered a small gathering of -1 instances as they were constructing offerings and a -2 instance. The -1 instances immediately dispersed and evaded capture. The incident was logged and was encountered again the following year, which resulted in SCP status. Addendum 01: The following transcript is of an interview with a -1 instance. + Interview Log – hide block Interviewed: SCP-4067-1-E Interviewer: Dr. Heather Madeira Foreword: Dr. Madeira communicated with the specimen via intercom. <Begin Log> Dr. Madeira: Hello, do you understand me? SCP-4067-1-E: (Produces several clicks) Yes. Dr. Madeira: Alright. Can you tell me what you are? SCP-4067-1-E: (Produces several clicks) Sorry. No word in human tongue. Dr. Madeira: That's fine. How did you learn to speak English? SCP-4067-1-E: (Unresponsive while it produced chatter.) Dr. Madeira: You don't know? SCP-4067-1-E: No. Not exactly. Dr. Madeira: Alright. Well, I want to ask about the annual event your kind does. What's the purpose of it? SCP-4067-1-E: (Chirps) Remember. Dr. Madeira: Remember what? SCP-4067-1-E: Memory of… ruler. Our (click) Kicothea. Dr. Madeira: What is that? SCP-4067-1-E: Archon… our ruler. She is mother. (Clicks) Watched over us. Called endless swarms to her. Dr. Madeira: Hm. What happened to her? SCP-4067-1-E: Broken. No longer called. Know not why. Dr. Madeira: I see. Can you elaborate? SCP-4067-1-E: (Unresponsive while producing clicks before responding.) Cannot. Dr. Madeira: Very well. That concludes this interview. <End Log> Addendum 02: At an excavation site in Egypt, mummified remains of SCP-4067-1 instances were discovered surrounding several granite pillars marked with Daeva inscriptions, and a single depiction of an insect organism. A scroll containing Daeva script was also recovered. A translation of it is found below. Following this discovery, additional sites of mummified instances and pillars were found throughout the Middle East. + Recovered Scroll - ACCESS GRANTED The land is plagued by filth. The [servants/slaves?] of the now perished Kicothea, Archon of Her Undulating Vastness,4 construct effigies in honor of her while serving the hand of the Grand Karcist. They bring upon [rot/famine?] and must be [cleansed/purged?], by order of our Empress. We carve upon stone pillars and blessed it with rays of atrophy. Our Empress then is to carve forth the sounds of Kicothea, which were thought lost to memory, to attract the swarms. May they fall like their Archon. The pillars have been moved to Site-12 for research and have not displayed any anomalous properties as of yet. Testing is ongoing. Addendum 03: Level 4 clearance required to view. + Document - ACCESS GRANTED Keter Class Review Program To the O5 Council, Recently, reports have been submitted of an increase in size and frequency of SCP-4067 events with two occurring in the same year. The additional event occurred in Northern Africa. In response, we propose an immediate update to the special containment procedures. We propose the following: Involvement of the Global Occult Coalition (GOC): Due to current procedures in disrupting events by the neutralization of instances, involving the Global Occult Coalition in aiding in efforts could be beneficial due to their approach of neutralizing anomalies. They possess technology capable of being destructive while being covert. Reconstruction of Daevite Pillars: In regards to recent discovery, attempts at recreating the Daeva pillars supposed phenomenon may be feasible by thaumatology experts in the Foundation or in the Global Occult Coalition. The creation of the pillars would be sufficient in the event that complete neutralization of the SCP is required. Also, it would significantly lower the damage to the surrounding environment from the use of incendiary weaponry. The above proposals would lower the amount of resources invested in containment. It would aid in maintaining secrecy and limit collateral damages. The threat the anomaly poses would be easily overpowered. We wait for your response. It is best to act now so we are ahead. Sincerely, Charles Luther, Head of the Review Board of Keter Classed Objects Footnotes 1. Instances have spoken Akkadian, English, Adytite, and Daevite. 2. Instances that manifest often range from 50 to 200. 3. Instances would use alternative materials in construction but prefer wood. 4. An epithet of the Sarkic deity Yaldabaoth.
SCP-4068	keter	Memetic SCP-4068-1 communication. Item #: SCP-4068 Special Containment Procedures: Electronic and verbal communications of Fortune 500 companies will be monitored for any references to the phrase “a lovely little hotel in the Rockies”. Corporations flagged for this communication will be quarantined under the guise of epidemic prevention and all employees interviewed for the detection of SCP-4068. SCP-4068-1-A instances will be administered Class-C amnestics. SCP-4068-1-B instances will be terminated, and records of their employment history expunged. All communications affected by the memetic effects of SCP-4068 (including but not limited to electronic communications, posters, and letters) will be expunged, as well as any records of SCP-4068-2 policies. Description: SCP-4068 is a phenomenon affecting employees of major US-based companies1 (affected employees are henceforth referred to as SCP-4068-1). There is no apparent process for the incidence of SCP-4068 among individuals, but previous instances of SCP-4068-1 have been limited by the following criteria: Job responsibilities are largely corporate in function (i.e. not related directly to the sale of products, to manufacturing, or to custodial duties) All instances of SCP-4068-1 are employees of companies listed in the Fortune 500 for the year the instance initially manifests All instances have unusually high rates of agreeableness and poor critical thinking skills SCP-4068-1 instances proceed through two primary stages, henceforth referred to as SCP-4068-1-A and SCP-4068-1-B. SCP-4068-1-A instances will begin to reference a recent corporate retreat they attended. All instances to-date have referred to the event as “enlightening” and located in “a lovely little hotel in the Rockies”, though no evidence of the existence of these events nor the hotel has been found. Descriptions of what was learned at these events are invariably laden with corporate jargon to the point of being incomprehensible. SCP-4068-1-A will attempt to spread what they learned from the event to other employees, typically through emails, motivational posters, and verbal conversations. SCP-4068-1-A communications appear to exert a memetic effect on other employees of their company, who become convinced that information about SCP-4068 is meaningful and attempt to spread it to other employees (thus creating more instances of SCP-4068-1-A). Non-employees perceive the anomalous speech normally, and can neither understand SCP-4068-1 instances nor be influenced by the memetic effects of SCP-4068. The use of Class-C amnestics is effective at curing SCP-4068-1-A instances, though future exposure to SCP-4068 will cause a recurrence of the effects. SCP-4068-1-A instances progress to SCP-4068-1-B typically after remaining untreated for 4-5 weeks, though proximity to other instances of SCP-4068-1-A and SCP-4068-1-B will accelerate the progression. SCP-4068-1-B instances are completely incapable of comprehensible speech, devolving into a coprolalia2 of corporate jargon and buzzwords. This speech exerts a significantly strong memetic effect on other employees, greatly increasing the likelihood of the creation of SCP-4068-1-A instances. SCP-4068-1-B instances can also be distinguished by an extreme reticence to interact with non-employees, violent tendencies towards non-anomalous management theory literature (books, articles, etc.) and signs of psychological distress3. The administration of amnestics to SCP-4068-1-B instances appears ineffective at curing the instance, as mental deterioration has typically already occurred by this point4. Refer to Interview Log 4068-A. SCP-4068-2 are corporations who have reached a critical mass of SCP-4068-1 instances (approximately 60% of employees, though SCP-4068-2 instances can manifest earlier if the majority of the company leadership is affected). SCP-4068-2 will implement corporate policies that appear to be consistent with SCP-4068. Due to the incomprehensibility of SCP-4068-1 communications, the reasoning behind these policies is unclear, and attempts to discuss them result in further manifestations of SCP-4068-1-A. All instances of SCP-4068-1 will comply with the policies laid out by SCP-4068-2. Employees of SCP-4068-2 instances who are not yet affected by SCP-4068 typically become instances of SCP-4068-1 within a week following the implementation of these policies. A refusal to participate in SCP-4068-2 policies will elicit violent reactions from SCP-4068-1 instances. Refer to Evidence Log 4068-A. + Evidence Log 4068-A - Collapse SCP-4068-2 Instance Policies Implemented SCP-4068-2-3 All employees work in 24-hour shifts, seven days a week. Speakers are installed in every room of corporate locations and continuously project a recording of an SCP-4068-1-B instance speaking. SCP-4068-2-5 Nudity is actively encouraged as the appropriate dress code among staff. Bodily depictions of corporate logos and mottos (via tattoos, body paint, and in rare cases, self-inflicted scars) are common. SCP-4068-2-12 ██████ Co., formerly an oil & gas company, attempts to switch all resources to the manufacture of wristwatches, to the great financial detriment of the company. SCP-4068-2-13 Employees adopt extreme ascetic practices. ██ employees die of dehydration or starvation. SCP-4068-2-16 Polygamous office romances are mandated among the staff. The number of partners appears to be correlated with the individual’s position within the corporate hierarchy. SCP-4068-2-17 The color blue is strictly prohibited in corporate locations. SCP-4068-2-19 Poor performance reviews result in the [DATA EXPUNGED] of employees. SCP-4068-1 instances show no apparent signs of discomfort. + Interview Log 4068-A: SCP-4068-B-17 - Collapse Interviewer: Dr. G. Kyne Interviewee: SCP-4068-B-17 [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Kyne: When did your symptoms begin? SCP-4068-B-17: Outsourcing the speed-to-market of paradigms to downsize the upside of our enterprise cloud take-away. Dr. Kyne: Can you understand what I’m saying? SCP-4068-B-17: Give me push-back ecosystems of our core synergistic competencies to stay on the innovative growth hacking swim-lane. Dr. Kyne: What is causing your symptoms? SCP-4068-B-17: Moving the needle to my bleeding-edge pain points by the out-of-pocket disruptor drilling down from outside the box in a lovely little hotel in the Rockies. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. Employees of non-profits and governmental institutions appear unaffected. No employee of the SCP Foundation has been affected by SCP-4068. 2. The involuntary and repetitive use of obscene and meaningless language. 3. It is possible that SCP-4068-1-B instances are at least partially aware of their condition. 4. Autopsies of SCP-4068-1-B instances show partial degeneration of the Wernicke’s area of the temporal lobe, related to the development and comprehension of language. Although SCP-4068-1-B instances appear to suffer from some symptoms of Wernicke’s aphasia (typically characterized by producing fluent yet meaningless speech) they lack other necessary symptoms and seem perfectly capable of comprehending normal language, and are able to follow any verbal commands.

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