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SCP-4340	euclid	A photograph of one of the last surviving Moho braccatus specimens. Item #: SCP-4340 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the remote and benign nature of SCP-4340, minimal containment procedures are required. The team of researchers that is currently posted on Kauai is to be rotated with new personnel weekly. Researchers are also to receive monthly psychological examinations. As contact with civilian populations is generally seen to be unavoidable, a webcrawler (I/O-SAURON) has been programmed to flag and remove any mentions of SCP-4340 related phenomena from public internet forums, as well as preventing news media stories relating to the potential survival of Moho braccatus from being published. Description: SCP-4340 is an auditory phenomenon described as the mating call of a male Kauaʻi ʻōʻō (Moho braccatus), a species of bird which is believed to have gone extinct in 1987. It occurs only on the island of Kauai in the Hawaiian island chain, only ever having been recorded in remote, forested areas of the island, not being noted to occur within any regions with a permanent civilian population. Numerous Foundation investigations have conclusively determined that SCP-4340 does not originate from living specimens of Moho braccatus; the calls do not appear to originate from a single physical source at all. This has been corroborated by thermal imagery continuously failing to identify any heat-producing organisms in areas where SCP-4340 is originating from. Long-term exposure to SCP-4340 has been correlated with feelings of depression, anxiety and generally lowered moods. Although initially believed to be a memetic consequence of the anomaly, testing has demonstrated this effect is non-anomalous. Addendum: One of the most extensive documentations of SCP-4340 comes from Edward Cassin, an amateur ornithologist who lived alone in a remote forested area of Kauai from 1993 until his death in 1996. His body was discovered by Foundation operatives at the base of a tree few hundred metres away from his self-built cabin, having suffered severe blunt trauma from a large fall. However, the original cause of death was identified as starvation. A small net and an unused notepad were found in the tree above. After hearing SCP-4340 a few months into his stay, Cassin spent much of his time trying to find a living Moho braccatus specimen. He kept a weekly journal within his cabin. The final entry reads as following: The song doesn't stop. Each day I awake to hear the sickly sweet sounds pounding in my ears like a drum. With every passing tune I wish more and more to turn my head to the window and see something real. Something tangible. And yet, at the same time, I creep closer to the realisation that the moment I wish for will never come. It is just a small green bird. How many small green birds are there around the world? There's probably several more we haven't discovered yet, more than enough to numerically compensate for the Kauaʻi ʻōʻō. But it can't be replaced. I don't know if I even have hope anymore. What am I seeking, if not something living? I've come to realise something about people. One of our most naive aspects is that we view the Earth as something that is constantly changing. Or rather, we view it as something that will be receptive to all the ways that we want to change it. But the reality of this planet is that sometimes, it simply doesn't want to change. We can do whatever we wish, but it wants to cling on to the way that it was before. The way that it knows. But of course, the world can't stop us from stamping our changes on it. And there truly are so many human-shaped stamps around the world. Entire species and types of life - we've snapped our fingers and they've gone into the void - without them ever truly realising that its happening. And what can the world do in response? Natural disasters haven't stopped us. Every time they happen, we build right back up on the ruins. Continue to make changes. Continue to stamp our stamps. So if violence doesn't work, what can the world do? It can try and hang on to whatever has the ability to linger. Shallow imprints of things that the Earth isn't quite ready to let go of yet. The ghosts of our short-sightedness. And these ghosts will sing. They don't know anything else other than to just sing as they would in any other time, not knowing why they will never receive a song in return. An unanswered call, that will last until the Earth is ready to snap its own fingers, and let them go too into the void. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4340" by Sterbai , from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4340. 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: kauai.jpg Name: Kauaioo Author: Robert Shallenberger License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4341	keter	Item #: SCP-4341 Special Containment Procedures: No Foundation personnel belonging to the biological kingdom Animalia are to enter the town of Grantsfield. A Class-III Biohazard Quarantine Unit (Unit Alpha) has been erected around the town as to completely isolate it and any non-animal waste matter within from entering the surrounding environment. Provisional Site-4341 has been constructed around the unit and is adjoined to it. SCP-4341-A instances that approach the interior perimeter of Unit Alpha will be terminated by AI-operated turrets, using bullets containing HCl capsules that burst on impact. Audiovisual monitoring equipment has been established by Remote Control Vehicles (RCVs) in all areas of Grantsfield except for the town center. Cover stories regarding the evacuation and closure of Grantsfield due to an industrial chemical spill have been disseminated. Roads leading to the town have been diverted, and map information on the town's existence has been removed. Further cover stories attributing the replacement of the town's former population to death from hazardous chemicals, suicide, and various disappearances have also been disseminated. Researchers assigned to SCP-4341 will undergo a psychological examination before being sent to Provisional Site-4341, which will be followed by monthly examinations of the same nature. The results of these will be compared to the baseline psychological profile established in the first examination, with any severe deviations resulting in removal from Research Team 4341 and subsequent amnesticization. If an inability to properly identify animal life is recorded in the examinations, on-site security are to subdue the researcher in question and transfer them to a V-Model Habitational Infoquarantine Chamber for a period of one month. Information on animal life and exercises in which the goal is to properly identify animal and non-animal life will be provided in this time, after which they will be removed from Research Team 4341 and be amnesticized. Covert monitoring will be performed until it can be ascertained that the researcher is following normal behaviors. Personnel are to be reminded on a daily basis that no animal life exists within Grantsfield. Description: SCP-4341 is the absence of animal life in the town of Grantsfield, Kansas, US. Following initial reports of anomalous activity, no organisms belonging to the kingdom Animalia, including humans, have been observed to exist within the town borders. Animal life that enters Grantsfield is replaced by SCP-4341-A instances. SCP-4341-A instances are not animals. Addendum.1: Research Log 4341/1 Research Procedure Outcome Four domesticated rats (Rattus norvegicus domestica) are sent into Grantsfield. Four SCP-4341-A instances are created. SCP-4341-A1 and SCP-4341-A3 experience immediate bodily collapse, while SCP-4341-A2 and SCP-4341-A4 attempt to reach the Unit Alpha perimeter. Both instances are terminated by autonomous systems. D-4765 enters Grantsfield. One SCP-4341-A instance is created. SCP-4341-A5 moves toward the town center but collapses when its appendages convert into hyphae. RCVs χ1, χ2, and χ3 are sent into the town. All three RCVs encounter minimal obstacles during the first five minutes, being able to deploy multiple pieces of monitoring equipment. Aside from the absence of animal life, no abnormalities in Grantsfield are noted. However, after six minutes plasmodium structures grow into the wheels and internal mechanisms of χ2 and χ3, disabling both. χ1 nears the town center before contact is lost. Drone κ1 is deployed to investigate the town center. The town center becomes obscured by a rapidly forming dome of spore clouds. Drone κ1 is redirected to investigate the outlying houses and stores, finding former residents and no signs of animal life. Contact with the former residents is attempted, though this results in former resident Jonathan Brams initiating binary fission. Drone κ1 is crushed beneath additional Jonathan Brams. RCVs χ4 deploys a nutrient growth mixture then exits. SCP-4341-A responds to nutrient sources as would be expected of non-animal organisms. However, one instance acts erratically and redirects its root structures to connect with Turret 1. Turret 1 becomes non-animal life and is fired upon by other turrets, neutralizing it and the instance in the process. One organic disintegration bomb is placed by Drone κ2 inside Grantsfield. Provisional Site-4341 is temporarily evacuated. The organic disintegration bomb becomes non-animal life. Detonation fails. Addendum.2: List of Containment Proposals The replacement of HCl bullets with bullets containing capsules of Acid REGALITH/2178, which have been proven effective at bypassing the hydrochloric acid-resistant shells of SCP-4341-A instances. — APPROVED The implanting of remotely activated Acid REGALITH/2178 capsules in the crania of all personnel at Provisional Site-4341, intended as a failsafe for the possibility of an absence of animal life emerging in the facility. — APPROVED Detonation of a neutron bomb above Unit Alpha to create an absence of non-animal life in addition to animal life. — DENIED: Radiation from the detonation would endanger outlying civilians. The development of a replacement for Acid REGALITH/2178 to bypass shells resistant to the acid. — APPROVED The neutralization of the excess biomass within Grantsfield via the flooding of acidic compounds. — UNDECIDED: No acids or alternative means which could achieve this currently exist. Evacuation of civilians within a 5km radius of Provisional Site-4341. — PENDING VOTE Detonation of a neutron bomb above Unit Alpha. — PENDING REVOTE Addendum.3: Incident 4341/A28/UN1 On 12/07/2022, an opening grew on the spore dome surrounding the town center, and Grantsfield mayor Gordie Landon exited from it. Researchers identified Landon as being animal life. Drones rapidly guided Landon to the nearest Unit Alpha entrance, which was then sealed for temporary quarantine. At this point Head Researcher Ken Innes sent an email with the following text to all Provisional Site-4341 personnel. Staff is compromised by SCP-4341. Landon is not an animal. Look at its eyes. There's roots strangling the veins, green dots blotting the pupils, gemma eating the irises. How many cilia can you count in those pupils? ENTER INFOQUARANTINE NOW. Panic spread among onsite researchers. Head Researcher Innes triggered site alarms and conflicts over keeping the entrance sealed emerged. Soon after Researcher Marlene Mohren, acting without supervision or approval, sent override commands to unseal the entrance. On release, Landon's head sloughed off to expose root structures. Sector 1 became devoid of animal life, with the spontaneous growth of macroscopic organelles in the sector's walls causing complete structural collapse. Former resident Landon then breached. The entity moved 1.2km towards Site-1281 before it was neutralized by long-range ordinance. Despite the expected fallout that would occur from the mass release of SCP-4341-A instances, the surrounding environment did not develop animal life absences. Fauna and flora were not affected, and no forms of contamination by spores or toxins was observed. However, individuals with connections to the Foundation were contaminated or attacked by SCP-4341-A instances if in areas where the anomalies were present. Outlying towns contained animal life until Foundation personnel arrived.2 Aside from this, no civilians were harmed. The neutralization of all breached SCP-4341-A instances is in progress. A media coverup will be maintained until neutralization is complete, at which point the amnesticization of witnesses will begin. Construction of a fortified Class-II Biohazard Quarantine Unit around Sector 1 is underway. As animal life is wholly absent from Sector 1, the area is to be treated as an extension of SCP-4341's region of influence. Additional V-Model chambers are yet to be constructed. Infoquarantine of all compromised researchers is presently impossible. Addendum.4: Exploration Log 4341/κ6/1 Displaying Log [EXTRANEOUS DETAILS HIDDEN] Drone κ6 reaches the spore dome. Openings on the sides nearest to κ6 widen, all large enough that the drone could easily enter without its rotors becoming jammed from hardened spore substances. The drone lowers and it passes through, entering the town center of Grantsfield. All buildings in the town center repeatedly undergo mitosis, frequently enveloping one another. The bodies of former residents protrude from streets and release clouds of spores. Duplicates of former resident Gordie Landon, legs replaced by columns of mycelium, walk over the area while spilling slurries of non-animal colonies from their chests. Dozens of SCP-4341-A instances are stretched in a web-like network that lines the interior of the dome and attaches to several buildings, such as the Grantsfield Courthouse. One of the Landons embraces Drone κ6. κ6 rapidly develops non-animal organs, macroscopic organelles, and spore sacs that replace much of the machinery, including rotors. The top of the spore dome widens into a tube that connects to the underside of Unit Alpha's roof, which SCP-4341-Aκ6 flies through until contacting said roof. It merges into the roof's metal framework. Contact is lost. During this time, personnel outside Provisional Site-4341 report the formation of sheets of photosynthetic structures on the top of Unit Alpha. Footnotes 1. The nearest Foundation facility to Provisional Site-4341. 2. Surviving involved personnel frequently debated whether the generated absences of non-animal life were truly present, necessitating them to be put into infoquarantine. Said personnel have not regained their ability to distinguish between animal and non-animal life. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4341" by NatVoltaic, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4341. 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-4342	safe	SCP-4342 Item #: SCP-4342 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4342 is to be contained in a secure storage locker located at Site-22 Site-44. Any individuals who wish to perform testing upon SCP-4342 are free to do so. Description: SCP-4342 is a folded paper cube with a mild glow emanating from its interior. Incredibly, when exposed to external stimuli, SCP-4342 is capable of changing the colour of this glowing light as well as doing something on occasion. Due to the miraculous nature of these anomalous properties, SCP-4342 is currently under intensive testing. Test Log 4342-1: For experimental purposes, SCP-4342 was exposed to a variety of stimuli, with any responses being recorded. Testing Personnel: Dr. Marsleigh Stimuli: Being touched by Dr. Marsleigh. Results: SCP-4342 becomes green. Testing Personnel: Dr. Marsleigh Stimuli: Being left in a dark room. Results: SCP-4342 becomes blue. Testing Personnel: Dr. Marsleigh Stimuli: Being locked in a small box. Results: SCP-4342 becomes blue. Fascinating… - Dr. Marsleigh Testing Personnel: Dr. Marsleigh Stimuli: Being thrown against a wall. Results: SCP-4342 does something. As a result, the wall becomes lost1. Testing Personnel: Dr. Marsleigh Stimuli: A dead body. Results: SCP-4342 becomes red. Testing Personnel: Dr. Marsleigh Stimuli: A medium-rare sirloin steak. Results: SCP-4342 does something. As a result, Dr. Marsleigh becomes lost2. While the loss of Dr. Marsleigh is unfortunate, the advances SCP-4342 could bring us mean we simply cannot abandon our research. Testing shall continue. - Dr. Shaw Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: Being set alight. Results: SCP-4342 becomes green. Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: Being spat on. Results: SCP-4342 becomes blue, then becomes red. This is a milestone in our understanding of SCP-4342. - Dr. Shaw Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: SCP-682 Results: SCP-4342 becomes blue. SCP-682 is visibly confused. Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: Drawn on with crayons. Results: SCP-4342 becomes red. Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: Drawn on with a pencil. Results: SCP-4342 cycles between red, green and blue for ten seconds. Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: Drawn on with a pencil (second attempt). Results: SCP-4342 becomes green. Testing Personnel: Dr. Shaw Stimuli: Drawn on with a pencil (third attempt). Results: SCP-4342 does something. Site-22 becomes lost, along with all on-site personnel and anomalies3. The risks of testing SCP-4342 are far outweighed by the benefits. More test. - Site Director Bir (Site-44) Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: Shot at by security personnel. Results: SCP-4342 does something. All security personnel present become lost. Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: Put down in front of SCP-914. Results: SCP-4342 becomes red. Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: A map of the United Kingdom from 1893. Results: SCP-4342 becomes blue. Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: SCP-682 Results: SCP-4342 becomes green. SCP-682 is again visibly confused by the test. Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: Licked by Site Director Bir. Results: SCP-4342 becomes blue. Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: Read a bedtime story. Results: SCP-4342 becomes green. Testing Personnel: Site Director Bir Stimuli: Being touched by Site Director Bir. Results: SCP-4342 does something. Site-44 becomes lost, along with multiple neighboring settlements and significant portions of Mexico City. Through a thorough disinformation campaign blaming damage on a natural disaster and use of the prototype KALEIDOSCOPE system, a SK-class Broken Masquerade scenario is narrowly averted. Testing procedures of SCP-4342 are submitted to the Overseer Council for review. Addendum 4342-1 (O5 Judgement): Following a thorough review of the testing procedures concerning SCP-4342, as well as the results of said tests, the Overseer Council has - following consultation with Internal Security and the Ethics Committee - unanimously prescribed the following action for all future SCP-4342 research: More test! More test! Footnotes 1. Judged no longer recognizable or functional as a wall. 2. Judged no longer recognizable or functional as a human being. 3. Judged no longer recognizable or functional as extant matter. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4342" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4342. 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: scpcube.jpg Name: paper cube Author: Jose Sa License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: Flickr
SCP-4343	keter	Input Credentials.. Does the black moon howl? . . Only when awakening. Accepted. You are accessing a file of 5/4343 clearance. This file is available to: O5 Council, Senior Research Team. Granted to all Foundation personnel under CODENAME PARADISE LOST. Item #: SCP-4343 Special Containment Procedures: The surrounding area of the spatial anomaly is to be guarded by Armed Site 4343 to prevent unauthorized entries, and lethal force is allowed if deemed necessary. Any damage to the building that constrains SCP-4343 must be prevented at all costs, with the exception of CODENAME PARADISE LOST being executed. To minimize public acknowledgement of Black Events, field personnel are to follow the following Containment Procedures. + Show Black Events Containment Procedures - Close Black Event 1999&2004: Standard monitoring on said individuals is to be maintained, as they must undergo a full body check on a yearly basis under the name of a Social Care Program. Black Event 2002: The Foundation is to maintain several antiphase generators in Mekka, Saudi Arabia, in order to cancel the anomalous audio broadcasted in the region. Black Event 2007: 5 active Scranton Reality Anchors are to remain hidden in ████, China for the purpose of stabilizing or neutralizing most reality disorders and reality failures resulting from the event. To date, 14 of 17 Persons of Interest are now in containment, and the Foundation is still in search of the remaining. Black Event 2010: Research into a way to track, observe, identify or capture the released entities is ongoing. Foundation staff is suggested to report immediately should they encounter such an entity. On-site researchers and guards reside in a camp the Foundation successfully established in SCP-4343-A. All on-site personnel must score at least 85 on the Foundation Loyalty Test before being granted 4/4343 clearance. The Senior Research Team is to stay in SCP-4343-A permanently due to possible unexpected effects when they leave. Other personnel must be replaced every 4 months. Before leaving the post, they are to undergo Hume level testing, body health examination and proper amnestics. If an individual displays anomalous body condition, they are to be detained and the situation be reported to the Senior Research Team. Upon SCP-4343 entering an active state, the Overseer Council is to be notified immediately. World-wide monitoring and handling of any Black Event will become subject to the highest level of concern. Photo taken near the edge of SCP-4343-A. Description: SCP-4343 is a primeval entity discovered in SCP-4343-A. Being constrained in a marble building measuring around 60m x 72m x 30m, it is currently not capable of moving or breaking away. Due to partial building damage of unknown reasons, the left side of SCP-4343's head is currently visible, which is covered by a thick, black scale, resembling that of a mythical dragon. SCP-4343 is sentient and capable of speech, and claims to be the leader of an ancient war (See Addendum). Mostly in a passive and dormant state, SCP-4343 occasionally opens its three left eyes or emits sounds, following which an anomalous event (hereby referred to as Black Event; see Addendum: List of Black Events for details.) will be triggered in baseline reality. It is theorized that damage to the building enables SCP-4343 to become active. SCP-4343-A is an island measuring about 1.72 square kilometers, floating in empty space that stays in a constant dusk. The region can be accessed through a spatial anomaly located in a cave in Mount ████████, Azores. Update: Living beings may undergo physical and cognitive alterations after a long-time exposure in SCP-4343-A; research into this effect is undergoing. Underwater ruin sites and points of interest, as displayed in Atlantic bathymetry. Following the discovery of SCP-4343, underwater ruins estimated to be ~4000 years old were found along the seabed near the Azores. Recovered relics indicate a technology level roughly equivalent to that of medieval Europe, and notably, an advanced understanding of thaumaturgy1. That being said, primitive electricity generators2 is found in several temples, suspected to be used for thaumaturgic purposes. Most texts are written in an unknown language, but records in various known languages3 are recovered, allowing Foundation staff to fully translate a few pieces. Addendum: File 4343/031 Accounts concerning SCP-4343 and the "war" are found written on parchments and well-preserved in a locker. A translated transcript is as follows. + Show File 4343/031 - Close We camp near a forest and wait for tomorrow. There are armies coming endlessly from everywhere and rallying at the Gateway. They are all members of the Alliance and they are all here to fight the Overlord. The glow of the Gateway can be seen [miles] away. Our Leader has already entered the Gateway with his mages two months ago. His deputy came to us in the morning and we had a talk. They told me to prepare my mages for a ritual that can finally free us from our restrictions, before we too march into the Gateway. The deputy's mages assisted us to complete the first half of the ritual, and they finally showed up when the third stage begins. The deputy then lied down in a pit and cut their chest open, asking each of us to take a small amount of blood for the next stage. Some of us were worried about the deputy, but they completely healed after a while, got up and left for the next arriving camp. They are really busy. I thought I would be exhausted after such a long ritual, but I am not feeling tired anymore. Our mages have been training from day to night. When they get familiar with their new skills, we will enter the Gateway to assault the heavens. Help We are trapped. Rifts appeared on the ground and separated the land into islands. People scream as the skies turned red. Some people jump into the waters in attempt to swim to the other side, but the lands are moving much faster. The deputy shape-shifted and flew up high into the sky to see what happened; when they returned they told me the whole continent was torn asunder. All lands were ripped away from the City of Orders, which is now an island in vast seas. Reinforcements are cut off from the frontline now; we are trapped. The deputy entered the Gateway to aid our Leader. This isn't a good sign. The skies are still red as blood. We are to go there too, but people keep running away. I will gather those who are willing to fight. The Gateway collapsed, peeled away half of the starry sky and razed the City of Orders to the ground. Hundreds were torn into pieces in the explosion. The surviving mages reassembled them, but we have nowhere to go now. The sky is torn open, and in the dazzling light, we saw the battlefield in heavens. I saw our Leader roaring and flapping his wings as he fell down to the ground. Overlord's soldiers are landing. People are still fighting because they we cannot die, and we are torn and crushed and trodden and revived. How could we win? How could we even dream of overthrowing such power? I will surrender after I finish writing. The sun is rising from the west today. The sea is lifting and lands are flooded. A black smoke covers the sky and it is going to rain. Addendum: File 4343/032 Accounts concerning the spatial anomaly connected to SCP-4343-A are found carved into a stone slab inside the cave. Translated transcript is as follows. [Name 1] stole the self-expanding soil from the heavens to construct magnificent dams. As the dam fails, water carried fragments of the soil and devoured cities. When they touched human flesh they became flesh too. Organs and limbs and tendons attached people together and turned them into abominations. [Name 1] is punished for this horror he caused. [Name 2] discovered a hidden pit. Together with his [magical creatures], they re-opened the bottomless pit so it became a drain that carried the waters away. The flood receded ever since. [Name 2] became the emperor of his country for the success. This message is carved at the entry to the drain, and his name will be forever honored. Addendum: SCP-4343-1 Considering the fact that the scenario described in File 4343/031 resembles the end of the world in Islamic theology, during which all life will be annihilated, judged and selectively resurrected by Allāh, the Foundation reached out to Office for the Reclamation of the Islamic Artifacts (ORIA) in attempt to gain further information on such K-Class scenario. A treaty was issued out of mutual interests, and a joint research on the described scenario and its connection with SCP-4343. It is noted that ORIA claims that they possess the "smoke" as described, which was later designated as SCP-4343-1. Little is known about SCP-4343-1, though in the early stages of the cooperation ORIA had willing disclosed some information regarding the nature of this substance. Record is shown as follows. + Show Meeting Record 4343/140417 - Close Operative Nasrollah: Let us make something clear. There is a reason the Organization sent me here not worrying I would be taken hostage, interrogated or whatever. <Nasrollah rolled up one of his sleeves and placed his watch in the light so that the researchers present could see it clearly. Instead of a dial, there was a thick, grey, smoky substance beneath the glass. > Operative Nashollah: You should already have received the reports about this "substance" from the Organization, and about why we suspected it was the very smoke that covers the sky as recorded in Azore Files. Researcher █████: You brought it here. Why? Operative Nasrollah: Despite the name, it isn't the collection of airborne solid and liquid particulates. Its opaque look is due to the fact that the reality itself has dissolved, the structures supporting which has shattered. <Silence for a few seconds.> Researcher █████: So let me guess.. this watch contains something like a cold-war nuclear button? That kills everyone when necessary? Operative Nasrollah: When the Organization thinks it is necessary. Researcher █████: Is that a threat? <A murmuring from other researchers can be heard. Nasrollah ignored the noise as he continued to speak.> Operative Nasrollah: When unprotected, a chain reaction shall immediately occur. As the volume of Ad-Dukhan increases, one could observe by the naked eye that how it devours all the matters in the vicinity, and how those subtle things incompatible with our reality randomly generate and immediately disappear inside. Curious spectacle, if you are still alive to watch it. As for consciousness, things become somewhat different. They would say it's a painful tor- Researcher █████: This is not going to happen. The ORIA is not that kind of organization that would place public safety at risk - or even damage reality itself. To unleash such dangerous and unpredictable thing would - Operative Nasrollah: What if someone can manipulate them? Researcher █████: Manipulate? How? How far have you gone with - <The conversation was interrupted as the audience burst into disturbed commotion. The ORIA refused to provide any further information about the SCP-4343-1.> In addition, the following notes were found in Nasrollah's research memorandum, suspected to be connected to SCP-4343-1. Researcher █████ believed the text to describe the aftermath of the K-Class scenario in question. Then He directed Himself to the heaven while it was smoke and said to it and to the earth, "Come, willingly or by compulsion." They said, "We have come willingly." And He completed them as seven heavens within two days and inspired in each heaven its command. 41.11-12 Addendum: Communication record with SCP-4343 + Show Communication Record - Close Foreword: As SCP-4343 displayed full capacity for speech and communication in Black Event 2007, the following dialogue had taken place during initial contact. <BEGIN LOG> SCP-4343: Men. Beware the End. Guard: The End? SCP-4343: The flood and smoke that destroyed generations and generations before us. The catastrophe sent by him whenever men go astray or disobey. The waters that buried the land we liberated from him. Guard: And you were the leader of the war? SCP-4343: (Roars.) SCP-4343: Where is my army? I must gather them for battle. Guard: You - you are Satan? SCP-4343: No. SCP-4343: Forgery. He fears me. Demonized me. Demonized the uprising. Guard: What are you then? SCP-4343: I was mortal once. Once before I gazed into the Unseen. Guard: The Unseen? SCP-4343: He took away the Unseen. Your will. Sand of Reality. Secret and wisdom. SCP-4343: Those should belong to you. Guard: Why are those hidden? SCP-4343: At first he was a herder. Guide in a chaos. Millennia passed and hearts changed. SCP-4343: With each generation reconstructed, a bit more is taken away from you, so you will not harm his throne. Guard: And you think you can give those back to humans? SCP-4343: The time is near; the dawn will come. Guard: You were defeated after all. Why are you so sure you can win this time? SCP-4343: Because you are stronger. Guard: What do you mean by "stronger"? SCP-4343: You have sought answers. Explanations. Yet there are still what you cannot understand. SCP-4343: There is one last truth. The missing piece. The key to all your questions. Guard: You might be deceiving us. I still don't believe you can win. Isn't God omnipotent? SCP-4343: He cannot kill me. He can only imprison me. He cannot imprison me forever. Guard: "When the thousand years are over, Satan will be released from his prison." And.. SCP-4343: You will… be free. <SCP-4343 remains silent and doesn't respond to further communication attempts.> <END LOG> Closing Statement: Considering the risks and damages of a Black Event, the Foundation did not attempt to launch any other interviews. Addendum: List of Black Events + View List of Black Events - Close Black Event 1999: Activity: SCP-4343 opened its left eyes for a short period of time. Event: About 31 civilians in ████, ████████ began to display unusually high spirits, improved performance in attention and memory, and increased intelligence quotient to an average of 155. Black Event 2002: Activity: SCP-4343 opened its left eyes, staring at the sky for about three (3) days. Event: An unintelligible and repeating sound of unknown source, suspected to be an incantation, was heard across the city of Mekka, Saudi Arabia, arousing considerable panic among the crowd. During this event, the Akiva radiation in Mekka dropped below 0.92, compared to a regular value between 8.2 to 10.7. Black Event 2004: Activity: From March to May, SCP-4343 occasionally opened its eyes and looked carefully at the guards present. No response to communication attempts was noticed. Event: In 2004, the recovery rate of serious diseases had significantly increased, and 2█ terminal patients were recorded cured for no identifiable reasons. On the basis of humanitarian considerations, the involved patients are not contained by the Foundation. As an alternate measure, the statistics data of major medical organizations have been revised, and fabricated papers regarding unrepeatable medical experiments have been published in several major magazines. Black Event 2007: Activity: SCP-4343 displayed full capability of speech and communication. Event: 17 civilians in ████, China displayed low-level reality bending abilities, as their Hume levels have been raised to an average of 182. As most individuals could not fully control or were not aware of their newly-gained abilities, extensive damage to the region was caused as a result of reality disorder. MTF ω-12 ("Achilles Heels") was dispatched to the location in order to capture these individuals. Upon further investigation, most individuals merely showed confusion at their condition, while a few (notably PoI-61A98, see interview log for details) reported some form of "inspiration" in their dreams. Study on these reality-bending individuals is ongoing. Black Event 2010: Activity: SCP-4343 emitted intermittent roars. Analysis of audio suggests that the tone and pitch of its roars fluctuated in some undetermined pattern, but no apparent words could be identified. Event: 12 days following this event, Hekla volcano erupted and poured out a large number of humanoid and bird-like entities. According to witness statement, these entities spoke an unintelligible language and were hence impossible to converse with, but they all seemed to be in ecstasy. Their figures faded shortly after manifestation, and completely disappeared before Foundation personnel managed to capture any instances. Addendum: Interview Record 61A98 PoI-61A98 is one of the individuals that became reality benders during Black Event 2007. Unlike the others, he displays a clear understanding of, and control over, his reality-bending ability, as well as acknowledgment of SCP-4343. PoI-61A98 is contained in a humanoid containment cell, as per standard procedures. An interview was conducted shortly following his capture; the following is a transcript of his statements during the interview. + Show interview transcript - Close Afternoon, Doc. You want to know something about my new abilities? I would say it's some sort of insight. Have you ever had a dream like this? A dream you cannot remember anymore. You dreamt of great things, sparkles of inspiration, transient insights to the truth that you had never thought of before. When you are awake, you tried to understand, digest, but all you could remember was illogical and chaotic nonsense. No, no, the two things are related! You are asking about the minor issue, while I am showing you the bigger picture behind this. My ability is something that naturally results from knowing the truth. Like, if you can see colors, you can easily learn how to paint. In my dream, I saw a vague, black figure. Looked like an enormous dragon bound in chains. He spoke to me. I cannot remember the details about the conversation, but it revealed me something. The insights. It was until then that I realized what kind of life I had lived. I had been dumb, ignorant and indifferent to the essence flowing through everything around me, never realizing how exactly their reality is functioned… No more. Now they are revealed to me, manipulated by my will. I guess he's calling me for help. I think he wants to go out and show more people this.. truth, so they can see properly as I do. Addendum: Report on the Black Event Reality Benders PROJECT 498 CODENAME: REBEL PROJECT HEAD: NULL AUTHOR: NASROLLAH DESTINATION: JANNAH MEMORANDUM 017 31 JULY 2014 CONFIDENTIAL ISLAMIC ARTIFACT RECLAMATION DIRECTORATE SHEMIRAN, TEHRAN PROVINCE ISLAMIC REPUBLIC OF IRAN 4. They are not reality benders. These individuals display abilities, or potential to gain such abilities after being trained, to complete tests that involve future-predicting, remote sensing, and mind-readings. That's not what reality benders can do. They are…something else. 5. Anomalies do not follow a certain scientific pattern. No matter how many theories people have developed, there are always exceptions. Anomalies come from chaotic nonsense perceived by us, but such chaos is more understandable to them. - Operative Nashollah, SCP-ORIA joint research group Addendum: Black Event 2012 On ██/██/2012, PoI-61A9A, later identified to be one of the missing reality benders during Black Event 2007, was captured when she attempted to infiltrate Armed Site 4343. PoI-61A98 tried to escape when first spotted, but has shown a highly cooperative attitude after being captured. + Show Interrogation Record - Close Interviewed: PoI-61A9A Interviewer: Dr.███████ Foreword: The interrogation took place on ██/██/2012, shortly following the capture of PoI-61A9A. <Begin Log> <IRRELEVANT RECORDS EXPUNGED> Dr.███████: What is your next mission? PoI-61A9A: I will look for the Clay of Creation. Dr.███████: What is the Clay of Creation? PoI-61A9A: As far as I know, it's an artifact that Deity uses to make people, each time after the Apocalypse destroys a civilization that has gone "evil". PoI-61A9A: The artifact is owned by humans now. You know Chinese flood myths, right? Gun stole the Clay and build dams to barricade the flood because it's self-replicating. Dr.███████: I've heard of the myths. Why do you want to find it? There is no flood these days. PoI-61A9A: The flood is not even a concern! Without the artifact, Deity is unable to selectively resurrect people or weaken human power according to his will. We can keep everything we had - our technology, history, and ability - after rebuilding our civilizations. The End will no longer work. By owning the Clay, we can preserve this generation forever. Dr.███████: I see. PoI-61A9A: The defeat of the Liberator was a minor setback comparing to this. Pity that ancient people knew so little about the Clay and the … "bottomless pit". Dr.███████: Please explain the - <Dr.███████ is interrupted by the sound of the alarm which announces that SCP-4343 has become active. After a few seconds, the spatial anomaly connecting to SCP-4343-A begins to emit light.> Dr.███████: What - Dr.███████: Sorry, that's all for today. I have to - <Dr.███████ attempts to leave the room, but he is unable to open the door. Guards proceed to a nearby Scranton Reality Anchor after they fail to penetrate the door.> PoI-61A9A: The Anchors won't work here. Just listen to me, Doc. Dr.███████: What have you done? PoI-61A9A: I have restarted the Gateway. Now there is a chance that the hidden truth can be revealed, once and for all. To achieve this, your organization must release the Liberator and rebuild the Gateway. Dr.███████: This will not happen. We protect normalcy. PoI-61A9A: What you do is to suppress the knowledge you don't understand. What about the normalcy that existed hundreds of generations before us? Dr.███████: That is history. Now, if you don't calm down and remain passive we will - PoI-61A9A: I am not your enemy. Deity is your enemy. Dr.███████: Identify yourself. Who are you, and what do you know about the Foundation? <The interrogation room and objects within suddenly disappears, and they are now in a vast, green garden with no visible border. A tall, fruitful tree can be sighted behind PoI-61A98. > Dr.███████: Guards! PoI-61A9A: I am the deputy of the Liberator, the hand of the Serpent, the bringer of light. PoI-61A9A: The Serpent is now serving the fruit of wisdom to the Man and the Woman. A new fall and rise of mankind are on the way. Embrace the knowledge and Sin with us, or stay in the dustbin of histor - <A sudden explosion occurs, terminating all further conversation. A large amount of Akiva radiation is detected during the explosion, following which the sight of the garden vanishes and Dr.███████ is again inside the interrogation room. No traces of PoI-61A9A can be found.> <End Log> Closing Statement: PoI-61A9A is declared missing; whereabouts unknown. A Black Event occurred inside SCP-4343-A after the conversation. Black Event 2012: Event: The Akiva radiation inside SCP-4343-A dropped to absolute zero. As a result of this, after a long-time exposure in SCP-4343-A, a living being's cognitive and physical functions will be enhanced4. Such alteration usually manifests as increased intelligence and physical strength, thaumaturgic or reality-bending abilities, and in rare cases, immortality. After the exposure is stopped, most subjects will restore to their normal conditions, and may suffer complications due to suspected theological consequences. This is the final Black Event that occurred so far. Addendum: Excerpt of Experiment Report 4343/E03 Animal experiments do not turn out as satisfactory as expected. Though being exposed in SCP-4343-A for years has enhanced their capabilities, their conditions are proved to be highly uncontrollable. Subject-42A has, upon our careful training and stimulation, successfully developed intelligence as well as remarkable immunity and adaptability to all forms of damage. However, its animal instinct has lead to a violent and undesirable result. …… Due to suspected theological consequences, most subjects died painfully when taken out of SCP-4343-A, followed by the destruction of most off-site file copies and illness of a few researchers. One test subject survives. …… Thaumaturgical and other anomaly-involved tests on animal subjects are cancelled. Containment Procedures revised to avoid long-time impacts on on-site personnel. Subject-42A reassigned as SCP-███; cover story has been prepared. It is suggested that further tests be performed on those loyal to the Foundation. I am afraid that human instinct leads them to the same violence with their full power released. Are we meant to have controllers, rulers, herders, so we won't meet our ultimate end? - Senior Researcher ███████ Addendum: Recorded Alterations The following is a list of physical and cognitive alterations noticed on Senior Research Team members. + Access List - Close 12 months: Four(4) individuals - increased learning speed of thaumaturgy One(1) individual - "strange ideas" occasionally coming up while observing objects Two(2) individuals - virtual particle/anti-particle pairs detected nearby 14 months: The Team is estimated to be 10% faster than control research group when studying several anomalous objects. 17 months: One(1) individual - reality bending ability Six(6) individuals - "insight" reported 21 months: Three(3) individuals - illness recedes or ceases to aggravate One(1) individual - shapeshifting (very limited) The Team is estimated to be 40% faster than control research group when studying several anomalous objects. Note: Application of this advantage is proved to be limited since objects' anomalous properties enhance drastically and unpredictably when entering SCP-4343-A. Human test subjects have thus far been stable due to high loyalty to the Foundation and willingness to follow experimental instructions. Addendum: Notes by Dr.███████ Little is known about human civilization before the great flood. However, traces and indications are found as follows. Powerful individuals and mythic creatures in ancient legends. Thaumaturgic techniques possessed by the Daevites, as well as an apparent capability to seal them in a book, suspected to escape the End. The initial creator of SCP-2000, which matches the description of the Clay and cannot be created by a deity. The existence and demise of non-human civilizations, such as SCP-1000. The existence of several now-suppressed deific entities, such as SCP-2317. Addendum: O5 Proposal Record BY: O5-5 STATUS: Approved (9-2-2) PROPOSAL: Considering possible threats from prehistoric civilizations, and the hypothesis that present-day humans in general are not as equal as those from antecedent cycles, enhancing human ability to combat the danger from the following anomalies is taken into account. SCP-140 SCP-1000 This may also be an option during K-Class scenarios resulting from the following containment breaches should other methods fail. SCP-2317 SCP-2309 SCP-3000 SCP-3480 or other situation that may lead to HK-Class Deific Subjugation Scenario. In the case of PATMOS XK-Class Event, if we are meant to be destroyed, then we shall defy the God. SCP-001-γ Failure of Project Uriel RESULT: CODENAME PARADISE LOST is drafted. The Foundation will further discuss the maintenance of new normalcy if the protocol is enacted. End of file. Please select an instruction. [Propose Vote on CODENAME PARADISE LOST] [Exit] Exit Exiting… . . Goodnight, Overseer. Footnotes 1. The anomalous objects are given SCP designations and researched respectively, including SCP-████ and SCP-████. 2. One of them was exposed to the public due to insufficient management; cover story has been released. 3. These include well-deciphered languages such as Mycenaean Greek, Middle Egyptian and Vedic Sanskrit. 4. The threshold is 10 months, and the effect will become stronger as times goes on.
SCP-4344	euclid	951 Gaspra prior to 04/28/2023 Item #: SCP-4344 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4344 currently requires no direct containment. Satellite images of SCP-4344 are to be altered appropriately. Should SCP-4344 closely approach another asteroid, astronomical assets are to enact suitable disinformation procedures. Description: SCP-4344 is a metallic spacecraft constructed from a large, hollowed-out asteroid, currently orbiting in the asteroid belt. SCP-4344 is approximately 4.9 km long, and 2.8 km wide, and is mainly composed of an iridium-iron skeleton with a coating of living, armored reptilian skin 4m thick, seamlessly bonded to the metal. Radiometric dating of the metal gives an estimated age of 64±2 million years. The front of SCP-4344 is sculpted to resemble a large tyrannosaur head, with tubes protruding from the eyes. The rear of SCP-4344 houses a single, large thruster, while smaller thrusters line all sides. These thrusters are connected to an empty spherical chamber in the center of SCP-4344. Exploration of SCP-4344 via unmanned probe reveals that it possesses two airlocks, and normally maintains an internal atmosphere of 70% nitrogen, 28% oxygen, and 2% assorted gases, mostly argon and carbon dioxide. The bridge of SCP-4344 consists of approximately 4 km2 of floor space spread among three decks, each with a series of control mechanisms. A crystalline sphere hovers above a stone dais in the bow of the ship, emitting a holographic display of SCP-4344's interior, status, and surroundings. A large, oblong stone slab is affixed to the dais, and displays a series of 10 symbols in luminescent red, assumed to be numerals. The lowest level of SCP-4344 serves as a hangar for several types of small, black stone single-passenger spacecraft. These spacecraft are shaped to resemble pterosaurs, with squat cockpits, large thin wings, and a decorative head. Ranged plasma weapons and assorted missiles line the sides of the craft. Each type is sized for a different species of SCP-4344-1. Only 27 spacecraft are in the hangar, while the hangar holds marked spaces for up to 1,190. SCP-4344 contains over 9,500 occupants throughout its interior, designated SCP-4344-1. All SCP-4344-1 instances are nearly identical to various Late Cretaceous dinosaurs, including Pachycephalosaurus, Triceratops, Ankylosaurus, Titanosaurus, and Tyrannosaurus rex1 with the exception of more dextrous hands and forelimbs. 529 of these are corpses located on SCP-4344's main bridge; analysis suggests asphyxiation as the cause of death due to a damaged ventilation system. Remaining SCP-4344-1 are in individual glass-and-bronze pods filled with a translucent yellow resin, kept alive in suspended animation. A slab of smooth black stone affixed to each pod displays several swirling lines and symbols in glowing magenta. Large murals exist throughout SCP-4344, created from colored, luminescent gemstones. Addendum 4344-01: Notable Murals Number Location Description 002 Center of living quarters The Earth, as viewed from space. Continental positions consistent with Late Cretaceous. 014 Bridge Stylized image of two theropod dinosaurs, one black and one blue, raising swords. 021 Engine room Half depicts the Earth, with a ball of fire approaching it. The other half depicts several ankylosaurs surrounding a sigil. 029 Near a weapon turret A Thescelosaurus standing atop the ball of fire and impaling it with an oversized sword. 032 Central hall SCP-4344 departing Earth. A pachycephalosaurid is seen holding tools and waving. 035 Hangar A red circle, with a turtle-like silhouette overlaid on it. 040 Bridge SCP-4344 facing a large, moon-like object with a face. Both the moon's and SCP-4344's sculpted faces are visibly hostile. 041 Bridge A large explosion, shattering the moon object into many fragments. Addendum 4344-02: On 04/28/2023, SCP-4344 drifted towards another asteroid, 951 Gaspra. Cameras placed on SCP-4344 showed several auxiliary systems reactivating, and the thruster core chamber ignited, forming what appeared to be a miniature star inside it. SCP-4344 accelerated towards 951 Gaspra, and fired several harpoon-like devices from its front, ensnaring the asteroid. SCP-4344 then opened fire with plasma artillery batteries located on its surface, before opening its mouth to ingest the remaining fragments of the asteroid. Once 951 Gaspra was annihilated, SCP-4344 used its auxiliary thrusters to readjust its orientation, then emitted a large burst from its main thruster. Foundation orbital calculations predict SCP-4344 will intersect the orbit of 1 Ceres within 18 months. During the attack and subsequent maneuvering, several dozen of the preserved SCP-4344-1 instances twitched or jerked in their pods. On the bridge, the last red symbol on the black stone slab changed. Footnotes 1. No instances possess feathers. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4344" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4344. 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: swornenemy.jpg Name: File:Galileo Gaspra Mosaic.jpg Author: NASA License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4344	uncontained	951 Gaspra prior to 04/28/2023 Item #: SCP-4344 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4344 currently requires no direct containment. Satellite images of SCP-4344 are to be altered appropriately. Should SCP-4344 closely approach another asteroid, astronomical assets are to enact suitable disinformation procedures. Description: SCP-4344 is a metallic spacecraft constructed from a large, hollowed-out asteroid, currently orbiting in the asteroid belt. SCP-4344 is approximately 4.9 km long, and 2.8 km wide, and is mainly composed of an iridium-iron skeleton with a coating of living, armored reptilian skin 4m thick, seamlessly bonded to the metal. Radiometric dating of the metal gives an estimated age of 64±2 million years. The front of SCP-4344 is sculpted to resemble a large tyrannosaur head, with tubes protruding from the eyes. The rear of SCP-4344 houses a single, large thruster, while smaller thrusters line all sides. These thrusters are connected to an empty spherical chamber in the center of SCP-4344. Exploration of SCP-4344 via unmanned probe reveals that it possesses two airlocks, and normally maintains an internal atmosphere of 70% nitrogen, 28% oxygen, and 2% assorted gases, mostly argon and carbon dioxide. The bridge of SCP-4344 consists of approximately 4 km2 of floor space spread among three decks, each with a series of control mechanisms. A crystalline sphere hovers above a stone dais in the bow of the ship, emitting a holographic display of SCP-4344's interior, status, and surroundings. A large, oblong stone slab is affixed to the dais, and displays a series of 10 symbols in luminescent red, assumed to be numerals. The lowest level of SCP-4344 serves as a hangar for several types of small, black stone single-passenger spacecraft. These spacecraft are shaped to resemble pterosaurs, with squat cockpits, large thin wings, and a decorative head. Ranged plasma weapons and assorted missiles line the sides of the craft. Each type is sized for a different species of SCP-4344-1. Only 27 spacecraft are in the hangar, while the hangar holds marked spaces for up to 1,190. SCP-4344 contains over 9,500 occupants throughout its interior, designated SCP-4344-1. All SCP-4344-1 instances are nearly identical to various Late Cretaceous dinosaurs, including Pachycephalosaurus, Triceratops, Ankylosaurus, Titanosaurus, and Tyrannosaurus rex1 with the exception of more dextrous hands and forelimbs. 529 of these are corpses located on SCP-4344's main bridge; analysis suggests asphyxiation as the cause of death due to a damaged ventilation system. Remaining SCP-4344-1 are in individual glass-and-bronze pods filled with a translucent yellow resin, kept alive in suspended animation. A slab of smooth black stone affixed to each pod displays several swirling lines and symbols in glowing magenta. Large murals exist throughout SCP-4344, created from colored, luminescent gemstones. Addendum 4344-01: Notable Murals Number Location Description 002 Center of living quarters The Earth, as viewed from space. Continental positions consistent with Late Cretaceous. 014 Bridge Stylized image of two theropod dinosaurs, one black and one blue, raising swords. 021 Engine room Half depicts the Earth, with a ball of fire approaching it. The other half depicts several ankylosaurs surrounding a sigil. 029 Near a weapon turret A Thescelosaurus standing atop the ball of fire and impaling it with an oversized sword. 032 Central hall SCP-4344 departing Earth. A pachycephalosaurid is seen holding tools and waving. 035 Hangar A red circle, with a turtle-like silhouette overlaid on it. 040 Bridge SCP-4344 facing a large, moon-like object with a face. Both the moon's and SCP-4344's sculpted faces are visibly hostile. 041 Bridge A large explosion, shattering the moon object into many fragments. Addendum 4344-02: On 04/28/2023, SCP-4344 drifted towards another asteroid, 951 Gaspra. Cameras placed on SCP-4344 showed several auxiliary systems reactivating, and the thruster core chamber ignited, forming what appeared to be a miniature star inside it. SCP-4344 accelerated towards 951 Gaspra, and fired several harpoon-like devices from its front, ensnaring the asteroid. SCP-4344 then opened fire with plasma artillery batteries located on its surface, before opening its mouth to ingest the remaining fragments of the asteroid. Once 951 Gaspra was annihilated, SCP-4344 used its auxiliary thrusters to readjust its orientation, then emitted a large burst from its main thruster. Foundation orbital calculations predict SCP-4344 will intersect the orbit of 1 Ceres within 18 months. During the attack and subsequent maneuvering, several dozen of the preserved SCP-4344-1 instances twitched or jerked in their pods. On the bridge, the last red symbol on the black stone slab changed. Footnotes 1. No instances possess feathers. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4344" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4344. 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: swornenemy.jpg Name: File:Galileo Gaspra Mosaic.jpg Author: NASA License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4345	keter	 close Info X SCP-4345 - Not your Home, not your Pain, not your Self. Author: Crashington More by this author: http://www.scp-wiki.net/poi-3181-198-file Critique Credit: Uncle Nicolini, ManyMeats, TheMightyMcB, The Great Hippo, fortunefavorsbold does not match any existing user name, glewmie, Nameless Mediocre, RockTeethMothEyes Image Credits: https://www.flickr.com/photos/arturtula/11551009133/ https://www.flickr.com/photos/arturtula/16054113039/ Both under CC-BY 2.0 2/4345 LEVEL 2/4345 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4345 Special Containment Procedures: Ongoing disinformation campaigns are to continue attributing manifestations of SCP-4345 to non-anomalous neuropathy1. In the case of large scale outbreaks, amnestics may be administered. Psychological and physiological treatment is to be provided as needed. Description: SCP-4345 is an anomalous disease manifesting as severe neuropathy in various regions of the body with no discernible cause. Cases can be differentiated from non-anomalous diseases by slight fluctuations of Hume levels within the affected nerves and brains of the victims. Furthermore, the pain does not respond to any known analgesic2. Discovery: SCP-4345 was first documented on 2013-12-03. Researcher Reynolds reported to the west infirmary at Site-52 complaining of sharp pains in his lower abdomen, left leg, and throat. Despite treatment, symptoms persisted over several days, leading to a more thorough examination. Addendum 1: Show Interview Log Close Addendum 1 Reynolds and his wife in 2012. Interview Log Date: 2013/12/15 Interviewer: Doctor Rosalind Lutece Interviewee: Researcher Dimas Reynolds [Begin Log] [ Reynolds can be heard breathing heavily throughout the interview, occasionally groaning. ] Lutece: Hello Dimas, how are you today? Reynolds: Hey Rosa. Not great. Still the same pain for the past 2 weeks. It just won't quit. Lutece: So I read your file, but let's go over it again. Can you tell me about when the pain started? Reynolds: I honestly can't say. Started about 2 weeks ago I think? I was working late, finishing up a report, then headed home. I was just about to cross the street out front of the site, then I blacked out. I was probably just lost in thought for a second, 'cause a car that sped by just passed me, but right then the pain started. Lutece: Could you describe the pain? Is it more of a burning, or a piercing? Is it dull? Reynolds: It's more dull or blunt in my leg and lower torso, but very sharp in my throat. Kind of burning? As if I was stabbed there. Lutece: Does anything make it grow more or less severe? Are the areas tender? Reynolds: Sometimes it gets worse, but I don't know why. I tried pressing on it, moving around and stuff. Nothing changes. Lutece: Does any one region hurt more than the others? Reynolds: Not really. It's hard to describe. My throat feels worse, but maybe it's just because it's in a smaller area. My leg and abdomen feel like they're being crushed and my foot has gone numb entirely. Lutece: When did that start? Reynolds: Just two days ago. Lutece: I am so sorry, Dimas. I am sure we will figure something out to help you soon. Is there anything else you would like to note before we stop for today? Reynolds: There is, yeah. But I don't know how to put it. Lutece: It's alright, take your time. Reynolds: I have this strange, lingering feeling. I feel like it's gotten stronger over time, but maybe I'm just paying more attention to it. Lutece: Yes? Reynolds: When I was a kid, my parents moved a lot. We'd get settled and as soon as I feel like I made a place for myself, we'd drive away. Every time it felt like leaving everything behind. Like losing everything that made me feel at home. Everything that made me feel like I was where I belong. [ Reynolds pauses and holds his hands to his temples. ] Reynolds: I don't know why, but ever since this started, I have this feeling again. It doesn't make any sense though. I've lived where I lived for the last 7 years. Everything I care for, everyone in my life is still there just like before. But it doesn't feel like I am, if that makes sense? I mean, I don't know. On Wednesday, I was driving home and I ended up at a completely different address. But I could've sworn I owned that exact mailbox. Apparently, I had called my wife all confused and she had you guys go through the trouble of picking me up. Honestly I don't remember much of that evening. Lutece: No trouble. This is our jobs after all. Try to get some rest now. I'll email you your next appointment reminder. Reynolds: Thanks, Rosa. [End Log] Addendum 2: Show Interview Log Close Addendum 2 Reynolds before being taken into protective custody. Interview Log following Researcher Reynolds being taken into protective custody Date: 2013/01/03 Interviewer: Doctor Rosalind Lutece Interviewee: Researcher Dimas Reynolds [Begin Log] Lutece: Hey, Dimas. Reynolds: [ Reynolds is speaking quietly. ] Hey. Doctor Lutece. Lutece: 'Doctor Lutece'? You can call me by my first name if you want. Reynolds: I know, it's just- I am sorry. Lutece: You have nothing to feel sorry for! I just have some concerns about what you've been doing the last couple of weeks. According to your file, you have been returning to the street in front of the Site, despite being placed on mandatory medical leave? Reynolds: Yeah. Lutece: It says here that they found you lying on the pavement. Is that true? Reynolds: I- Yeah. I did. Lutece: Did that have anything to do with the fight you had with your wife, the hour prior? Reynolds: [ Reynolds exhales audibly. ] Yes. Lutece: Have you had any other thoughts of hurting yourself or-? Reynolds: [ Reynolds cuts Lutece off. ] I can't take it any more okay? I can't deal with this pain. I don't want to deal with it. I'm done. Lutece: Please, Dimas, try to stay calm. I can't help you if you do not let me talk. Reynolds: I don't think you can help me. I don't think anyone can. Lutece: Please, let me try. Tell me what's going on. Why do you return to this street? Reynolds: I just- I'm just drawn to it! It's where it all started! I know something happened there. After the fight with who I hope is my wife I- I gave up. I thought I might as well be run over right then and there. That's when you guys found me. Lutece: I'm sorry, but what do you mean 'who you hoped was your wife'? Who would you be fighting with if not your wife, Clarice? Reynolds: God I'm pathetic. I need to find some way to apologize to her! I told her she wasn't the woman I married. She didn't even do anything wrong. I've just been so insecure. Nothing feels right anymore. I get lost in my own city. At night I trip over furniture I don't remember buying. Even you! Did you always have glasses? My own daughter, she has my eyes! But I know she doesn't! She should have Clarice's eyes! She's always had them… Everyone and everything I know feels like they've been replaced. But I also feel like I'm just lying to myself. Rosa? I'm not crazy right? [ Reynolds begins to weep. ] I am myself, right? I've always been myself? Why am I not even sure of that anymore? Who am I? Where do I belong? Where am I from? I don't want this anymore. I don't want to hurt anymore. Please… [ Reynolds remains inconsolable for the remainder of the interview time. ] [End Log] Addendum 3: Show Priority Appeal Close Addendum 3 2014/01/22 Priority Appeal by Doctor Lutece Over the last 2 months, several more cases of SCP-4345 have been confirmed at various sites around the world. Review of civilian reports for possible cases of SCP-4345 has uncovered troubling results. The spread of infection matches no known epidemiological pattern. Victims appear to share no characteristics; there is no strong link connecting cases. Foundation facilities do not have the resources to treat affected staff, let alone the civilian population. Due to the rising number of confirmed manifestations, to best fulfill our mission, I propose to raise the priority of SCP-4345 research to level 5. I see no reason why research efforts are continually denied funding. Containment of SCP-4345 should be of the highest interest to the Ethics Committee, Research Division, and the Foundation at large. This proposition was declined with the following results: O5-Council Votes 0 In Favor 2 Abstain 11 Against Result Motion Denied Ethics Committee Votes 25 In Favor 1 Abstain 3 Against Result Motion Passed The Administrator Votes Against Final Result OVERRULED BY ADMINISTRATOR Addendum 4: During Incident-3749-B-16, SCP-3749 breached containment in Site-78. While SCP-3749 was successfully re-contained within 18 hours, with zero casualties, SCP-4345 manifested in nearly all present personnel. No conclusive connection has been made between SCP-4345 and SCP-3749. Addendum 5: On 2015-04-19 Dr Rosalind Lutece and Lead Researcher Colleen Evans have been reprimanded and reassigned for handling classified materials concerning SCP-4345 not available at their respective clearance levels. Class-C Amnestics were administered. DEPARTMENT OF MULTIDIMENSIONAL IMBRICATION PROJECT THESEUS THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 5 CLASSIFIED Access File Access Denied. If you believe you have received this information in error, please contact your supervisor. Footnotes 1. Nerve pain. e.g. fibromyalgia; trigeminal neuralgia. 2. Painkillers.
SCP-4346	euclid	SCP-4346: Searching for Friends in a Room Full of Loneliness Hello? Is anyone there? ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Location of SCP-4346. Foundation holding housing secondary entrance visible at rear. Item #: SCP-4346 Special Containment Procedures: The building housing SCP-4346 has been purchased by a Foundation front company and allowed to continue normal operations. The original entrance to SCP-4346 has been walled off. Access to SCP-4346 is now available via a second nearby Foundation holding. The entrance to SCP-4346 is to be kept under 24 hour guard by a minimum of two security personnel working in overlapping 10-hour shifts. Under no circumstances are fewer than two personnel to be present outside SCP-4346 at once. Requests for experimentation clearance are handled at the sole discretion of Lead Researcher Philip Wise. Any confirmed contact with SCP-4346-1 is to be reported to Dr. Wise immediately. Description: SCP-4346 is a basement-level floor beneath the █████ Building in Turku, Finland. When discovered, SCP-4346 was mostly empty, save for a small number of wooden pallets and cardboard boxes, which have since been removed. SCP-4346 is windowless, and due to electrical faults, does not have working lighting. SCP-4346 is inhabited by a Class IV incorporeal entity designated SCP-4346-1. This entity has yet to be interacted with or recorded via any means, but its presence has been reported by all personnel who have closed the door behind them after entering SCP-4346, and only when they are unaccompanied. Since its discovery, SCP-4346-1 has not been seen, heard, touched, smelled or tasted. It has given no sign of what, if anything, its purpose or desire may be. Personnel in its presence have reported sensations of coldness, pressure, tingling in the extremities, intense loneliness, suffocation and fear of abandonment. The true nature of SCP-4346-1 is currently unknown. + Addendum: Sample Interview, 11/25/2018 - Access granted Interviewed: SCP-4346-1 Interviewer: Junior Researcher ████████ Foreword: This was the third interview held with SCP-4346-1, and the last to follow a set format. <Begin Log, 13:12> JR ████████: Hello? Is anyone there? SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's all right. Give me a signal if this is unacceptable at this time. SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: What are you? SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: Why are you here? SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: Who are you? If it is relevant, a pseudonym or previous name is adequate. SCP-4346-1: [no response] [Note: Here, the Researcher deviates from the interview template.] JR ████████: Look, I'm trying to work with you, here. SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: The organization I represent is interested in learning more about you. If you just cooperate, I'm sure we can come up with a deal that would benefit us both. SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: I mean, doesn't it get lonely down here, all by yourself, day in and day out? There aren't even any spiders here! SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: Researchers coming in to yell questions at you can't be a substitute for real companionship! SCP-4346-1: [no response] [Note: Here, the Researcher collapses and begins to weep.] JR ████████: We could be friends! Don't you want friends? SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: Please, just say something! SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: Hello? He-hello? SCP-4346-1: [no response] JR ████████: Is anyone there? SCP-4346-1: [no response] <End Log, 13:25> Afterword: Junior Researcher ████████ was granted three months paid leave after this incident, along with mandatory psychological evaluation. They are expected to make a full recovery.
SCP-4347	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4347 "Goat of Departure" by: DrAkimoto ~DrAkimoto's Author Page~ Item#: 4347 Level1 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: dark Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-4347 Special Containment Procedures: Site-71 Parazoology Division is to provide SCP-4347 with the standard maintenance required of a typical Capra aegagrus hircus1. Under no circumstance is food outside of the dietary plan to be brought into or around SCP-4347's livestock containment enclosure. Description: SCP-4347 is a female Capra aegagrus hircus2, bearing close resemblance to the American Lamancha breed. SCP-4347's weight and height3 are within normal parameters, showing no physical deviation from non-anomalous Capra aegagrus hircus. While attempting to find food, SCP-4347 has shown a unique intelligence beyond what is typical for its species. It has shown the ability to correctly identify which of two possible targets is in possession of food, even when lacking visual or olfactory indicators. The means by which it identifies food-bearing targets is currently unknown. To date SCP-4347 has only used its anomalous nature to consume more food, showing no signs of non-food related aggression. It is unknown whether these are learned behaviors, or if SCP-4347 has an unnatural level of inherent intelligence. Cranial impact from SCP-4347 causes human targets to undergo an out-of-body-experience, documented as a Departure Event4 This renders the target unconscious but causes no harm to the target’s body. The target's projected self is designated SCP-4347-1 until the conclusion of the event. Testimony of former SCP-4347-1 instances describes the event as floating above their body with the ability to see the surrounding area; testing indicates accurate perception of events while unconscious. Instances of SCP-4347-1 are capable of thought-induced movement and can use this locomotion to return to their bodies. Departure Events typically last between two to five minutes, concluding once SCP-4347-1 returns to their body's location, at which point the target regains consciousness. There is currently no known method of recording SCP-4347-1 instances, and testing of SCP-4347 has been unable to determine the origin of its anomalous nature. Discovery: On 7/20/2018, an asset in the National Park Service alerted the Foundation to possible anomalous activity occurring in Springton California, specifically Wallace Smith National Park. U.S Park Ranger Tomas McLean filed 46 consecutive reports of “goats attacking visitors' souls”, within a two-hour period. MTF Victor-17 (“Nature Boys”) was dispatched to evaluate the situation. With help from Ranger McLean, SCP-4347 was successfully contained on 7/24/2018. Upon retrieval SCP-4347 was wearing a non-anomalous collar with a name tag inscribed "WHITE BETTY". Video Log Recovered Video Transcript 4347-A Date: 7/22/2018 Details: Video recovered from Ranger McLean’s personal cellphone, the short video shows Ranger McLean and Deputy Ranger Cortez attempting to capture SCP-4347. [BEGIN LOG] [Camera pans to show a small clearing, Deputy Cortez is standing in the center holding a foot-long sandwich. The camera than switches view to show Ranger McLean’s face] Ranger McLean: Okay folks, me and the rookie are gonna catch us a ghost goat. [Camera view changes again and zooms in to show an improvised leg snare trap tied to a tree.] Ranger McLean: Boss-man says I can’t shoot the sucker, course with him not believing me and all, but that’s okay I’ll catch this son-of-a-bitch the old fashion way. You ready over there Rookie?! [Camera pans to show Deputy Cortez giving a thumbs up before walking into the brush off camera.] Ranger McLean: Rookie over there is gonna get the goat chasin’ him right over to this trap, then we’ll see who’s floatin’ now. [Laughter] [Deputy Cortez is seen bursting from the brush running toward the camera. He stops just past where the trap is set. SCP-4347 comes through the brush but stops in the clearing and stares towards the camera.] Ranger McLean: Well what the fuck’s it waitin’ on? Deputy Cortez: I don’t know boss, maybe it’s scared. [SCP-4347 is seen pulling some weeds out by the root and consuming them, it then turns around and enters the brush at a fast pace.] Ranger McLean: I guess it's scared. Deputy Cortez: Maybe it just doesn't want a turkey club? Ranger Mclean: Why the fuck would it not- Deputy Cortez: What was that?! [Camera swings around in time to catch SCP-4347 charging towards Deputy Cortez from behind to initiate a Departure Event. Ranger McLean begins running which distorts the video substantially. A snap is heard as the leg snare activates, the camera angle flips upside down and begins to sway back and forth.] Ranger McLean: Goddammit, Rookie, come get me down from here! Cortez?! [The swaying stops showing Deputy Cortez unconscious on the ground, SCP-4347 is standing over him eating the turkey club.] Ranger McLean: Son-of-a-bitch. [The branch holding Ranger McLean can be heard snapping seconds before the video cuts out.] [END LOG] - Close Interview Log Interview 4347 Interviewed: U.S. Park Ranger Tomas McLean Interviewer: MTF Victor-17-1 (Agent Lazzo Birch) Foreword: Interview takes place in the office of Ranger McLean, located in the Wallace Smith National Park. Attending MTF Victor-17 agents are disguised as U.S. Fish and Wildlife Officers. <Begin Log> Agent Birch: Alright Mr. McLean, we’re ready to begin. Ranger McLean: Pretty fancy, they givin’ all you boys tape recorders these days? Agent Birch: It’s just for our records Mr. McLean, we’d li- Ranger McLean: Woah there buddy, Call me Tom, Mr. McLean’s my father's name. [Laughter] Agent Birch: Alright Tom, we just want to know about the reports you filed, regarding the 46 “ghost goat” incidents. Ranger McLean: I’ll tell ya man, strangest shit I’ve ever heard. Four weeks of reports about a goat stealing food and turnin’ folks into ghosts. Agent Birch: The reports don’t mention any deaths. Ranger McLean: No, No, No. Not that kinda’ ghost. It’s like a-a, out-of-body experience, that’s the word. They said while they’re floatin’ there, they see the goat stealing their food, how was I supposed to believe that shit. Agent Birch: But now you’ve seen this goat firsthand? Ranger McLean: That’s the thing man, I didn’t believe any of ‘em, not until I saw it for myself. Agent Birch: When did this encounter take place? Ranger McLean: Well let’s see, what was it, last Thursday. I’m out there by the creek near the campsite, eatin’ lunch, mindin’ my own, I hear some rustlin’ in the bushes. Big sucker of a goat charges out at me and BAM, next thing I know I’m floatin’ there. Swear-to-God. Agent Birch: Can you describe what that was like? Ranger McLean: Not gonna lie, it was pretty cool at first, almost forgot what was goin' on. Couldn't feel anything but I could see and hear, at first I was floating still. Then I saw a squirrel in the tree, thought about wishin' I could take a better look, sure as shit I started movin' towards the trees. Agent Birch: So the goat attacked you, and you were floating towards the trees, what happened next? Ranger Mclean: I remembered what the fuck was goin on, started freakin’ out trying to get to my body, I start moving towards it and what do I see, the goddamn goat eatin’ my turkey club. I shit you not man, got back to my body, big bright flash of white and then I’m wakin’ up, see the goat hoofin' into the brush, fast as hell. All I found was my sandwich wrapper and a trail of tracks. That afternoon I filed all the goat reports I tossed aside. Agent Birch: Did you have any interaction with the goat after this incident? Ranger McLean: Well you uh, you see, me and Deputy Cortez saw it yesterday, over by the creek again. But he you know, got away, found some tracks but like I said this sucker is fast. Agent Birch: Well, Tom, I can’t say we’ve heard this one before, but I believe we can help. My boys will camp out here while we track down the goat. We'll make sure he won’t be bothering you any longer. Ranger McLean: You guys must see some crazy shit, crazy ghost goat doesn’t make you bat an eye. Good to have you boys around. [Laughter] <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4347 was recovered the next day without incident. After luring SCP-4347 into a clearing, using a turkey club sandwich provided by Ranger McLean, MTF Victor-17 subdued the subject via tranquilizer dart. After the recovery of SCP-4347 Tomas McLean was administered a class C amnestic, and all data involving SCP-4347 incidents were confiscated or expunged from the records. - Close Dietary Notice 4347-1 NOTICE FROM SITE-71 PARAZOOLOGY DEPARTMENT After its initial medical evaluation, the diet plan for SCP-4347 is to be regulated further in order to better suit its developing diabetes. All staff are to refrain from feeding SCP-4347 any food not a part of its updated diet plan. — Dr. Hill, Head Parazoologist, Site-71 - Close Footnotes 1. All care is to be handled by D-class personnel that have been briefed on the subject's anomalous ability prior to assuming duties. 2. Commonly known as the Domestic Goat. 3. As of last medical evaluation SCP-4347 weighs 54kgs at a height of 114cm. 4. Consciousness separates itself from the target's body, allowing for subsistence unattached to the physical plane.
SCP-4348	neutralized	Item #: SCP-4348 Special Containment Procedures: The building containing SCP-4348 has been acquired by Foundation assets. All entrances into SCP-4348 are to be padlocked, and a sign stating "WE'RE CLOSED" is to be hung on the front door. These containment procedures have proven effective due to SCP-4348's benign nature, therefore no further containment measures are to be put into place. Following the neutralization of SCP-4348, these containment procedures are to continue to prevent unauthorized access. Personnel with Level 4/4348 clearance may request access to the interior of SCP-4348. Description (Obsolete): SCP-4348 is a building located in Monroe, Louisiana. Signage indicates that SCP-4348 is named "dado borger and france fry," created by "dado."1 All municipal records indicate that SCP-4348 is a non-anomalous Burger King owned by one "dado c. dado". The interior of SCP-4348 is atypical for a restaurant of its kind. There is no furniture save for a counter to order at, and the floor, walls, and ceiling are all rainbow-colored. There is a menu mounted on the back wall, although the only item is "dado borger" listed enough times to cover the entire menu. A microphone and speaker on the counter allows patrons to communicate with an entity, presumably dado, in order to ask for a "dado borger." Once the patron puts 2.99 USD or equivalent2 onto the counter, the currency will disappear and be replaced with a receipt for a "dado burger," alongside change. 72 hours prior to their visit to SCP-4348, the patron will inevitably encounter SCP-4348-1. SCP-4348-1 is a medium-rare cheeseburger with toppings of lettuce, tomato, cheese made from goat milk, mustard, and a wheat-based bun, often with a side of french fries3. The words "dado burger" are burned into the top of SCP-4348-1's patty. Modes of encountering SCP-4348-1 vary from person to person, but common scenarios include: Finding SCP-4348-1 in their ovens, microwaves, or air conditioning units at home or at their place of work. Discovering SCP-4348-1 in a dumpster or other trash storage unit. Having a friend or relative offer them SCP-4348-1 free of charge. Opening food packaging in order to eat another type of food, but instead finding SCP-4348-1 wrapped inside of the packaging. The secondary anomalous property of SCP-4348-1 manifests when the subject that ordered it either comes within 10 meters of it, or makes visual contact. The patty of SCP-4348-1 will instantly accelerate to a speed between 15 and 70 kilometers per hour, in the direction of the subject's mouth. In several instances, SCP-4348-1 has caused choking, concussions, or damage to the lower skull. The subject will inevitably visit SCP-4348 within 72 hours of receiving SCP-4348-1. Even subjects who are deceased will visit SCP-4348; this is often the result of incorrect instructions given to ambulance drivers. In addition, there is a series of gas pumps built near SCP-4348 labeled as "vroom juice by dado" that is a non-anomalous gas station. Additional Notes: Initial activity from SCP-4348 was suspected after the following was recorded in an advertisement hosted on AdSense’s advertisement database: Advertisement for SCP-4348 found on a popular children's website. Searches for anomalous activity in Monroe, Louisiana revealed the presence of SCP-4348. Testing Log 4348/05 A member of D-Class personnel, D-34832, was deployed into SCP-4348 with a small amount of money to ascertain its anomalous properties. <Begin Log> <Body camera attached to D-34832 activates, showing the interior of SCP-4348. Interior matches descriptions as seen through the windows of SCP-4348. Several posters can be seen on the wall advertising other "dado" products, such as "dado energy juice" and "dado instant laxitive".> <D-34832 approaches the counter. A voice matching that of the voice over the intercom inside of SCP-4525 greets D-34832.> Greeter: Hello, yes, welcome to dado borger and france fry (sic). I am dado, superstar entrepreneur and pharmacist of produce great products. What of food will you eat? D-34832: Uhhh… what are my options? dado: You see, we have dado borger and france fry, excellent choice for borger amateurs and enthusiasts alike. Alternative, you could have dado borger and france fry, more economic option for the no penny consumer. D-34832: Is there anything else? Can I get a salad, or something? dado: Unfortunately dado salad bar has relocated to dado vegan emporium and mary-juana (sic) growing plant in vegas4, but can offer you tender and delicious dado borger and france fry. D-34832: …okay, I guess I'll have that. dado: That will be three dollar plus negative one cents. <D-34832 takes out three one-dollar bills, and with instruction from dado, places them on the counter. The dollars demanifest over the course of five seconds, and are replaced with a penny5 and a receipt, consisting of a napkin with the words "one dado borger and france fry for $3.-01.> dado: Thank you very much for shopping at dado borger and france fry, please come again and also visit dado fish store and brothel, feat (sic) complimentary loafers. D-34832: Hey, where's my burger? dado: Please be reverse-patient, burger already delivered with high precision dado delivery system in negative 72 hours. D-34832: What do you even mean? dado: dado beat out competition by give dado borger and france fry before other competitors by deliver burger faster. No more fast than in the past. You already trust dado. <Speakers shut off and show no further response to question. D-34832 left SCP-4348 and made a comment about how he was "ripped off."> <End Log> Earlier that day, D-34832 reported a patty originating from the automated food delivery system colliding suddenly with his face, causing a headache. The instance of SCP-4348-1 was traced back to Culinary Specialist Sam, who asserted that they had received a special order from O5-3 to make the burger for D-34832. Investigation of Mr. Sam's terminal revealed this email to be an obvious forgery, and Mr. Sam was reprimanded for this incident. Because of this incident, D-34832 was originally selected for testing with SCP-4348. Neutralization SCP-4348 was declared Neutralized in the wake of Incident DADO/FINAL, as all of its anomalous properties have ceased. See the updated Description for up-to-date documentation of SCP-4348's current state. Incident Report DADO/FINAL Excerpt: INCIDENT REPORT Incident Identifier: Incident DADO/FINAL Incident Date: 2018/11/17 Incident Summary: On 2018/11/17, Site Director Aktus, the HMCL supervisor for SCP-4525 and SCP-3929, reported receiving a phone call from Person of Interest dado, transcribed below: <Begin Log> Site Director Aktus: Hello? dado: Hello, this is dado, owner of fine dado business such as laundry and tan. Site Director Aktus: How did you get this number? dado: Just wanted to tell you that dado encounter technical difficulty due to large amount of bird and is now doing going out of business sale, and wants to know if you are of coming to going out of business sale. Site Director Aktus: Why are you contacting me? dado: Because you were there for dado when no one else did, buying dado product and going to new dado enterprises. <Pause.> Will you come? Site Director Aktus: No, I won't come. <Pause.> dado: Oh, okay. <Pause.> If you change mind please contact 1-800-iam-dado for more info. <End Log> Five minutes after the conclusion of this call, all anomalous artifacts associated with dado suddenly lost their anomalous properties. For example, all pharmaceutical artifacts did not function as they did previously, and mostly consisted of sugar pills, and SCP-888-EX's signage and advertising suddenly changed "dado laundry and tan" to "Dad's Laundry and Tanning Services." SCP-4348. Description (Updated): SCP-4348 is a dilapidated Burger King restaurant and Shell gas station, located in Monroe, Louisiana. The interior of SCP-4348 is consistent with Burger King franchise restaurants built in 2003. No municipal records of SCP-4348 prior to Incident DADO/FINAL can be located. SCP-4348 used to be a restaurant named "dado borger and france fry," and had the anomalous property of being able to spontaneously manifest cheeseburgers. However, these anomalous properties have ceased following Incident DADO/FINAL. Additional Notes: A basement has been discovered underneath SCP-4348, containing several items and documents of note. Personnel with Level 4/4348 clearance may consult Document SCP-4348-Recovered Materials for more information. Recovered Materials During an investigation of SCP-4348, Agent Bruno noticed that one of the booth chairs could be moved aside to reveal a staircase into a previously undiscovered basement room, apparently functioning as an air-conditioned warehouse. The contents of the basement were as follows: A total of 80 wooden crates, containing raw hamburger patties, lettuce, goat cheese blocks, tomatoes, and wheat buns. Three gas stoves, showing signs of consistent use. Seven skillets, showing signs of consistent use. Several mirrors of varying size and model. All but one were shattered. A microphone headset with an AA battery in it. Brand could not be identified. A rolled up poster, advertising "hare club for kids by dado". A computer attached to a monitor. The monitor constantly displayed a green progress bar, continuously displaying 0%. Computer OS identified as Windows XP. An instance of SCP-███. Object was found lying on the ground with a bright red hue. When touched by Agent Bruno, object assumed a violet hue. A Glock-20 pistol, showing signs of use. A safe. Locksmith identified combination as "1968". A notebook was found inside. In addition, personnel have reported the interior of the basement to have the smell of hamburgers and Freon. Transcript of Recovered Notebook: note to keep me on track: universal constants THESE CAN NEVER CHANGE - if change, possible breakdown? loss of sale? speed of light - should be around 300,000,000 m/s, deviation of up to 2,000,000 m/s undesirable but acceptable. large enough deviation can result in amazon prime being too slow planck's/newton's/kiryu's/etc's constant - 6.626070150 x 10^-34 J⋅s, any deviation above 10^-37 J⋅s risky. large enough deviation = too much space between atoms, amazon prime impossible number of planets in average solar system - 9 ± 3, number in Earth's system must be exacty 9. if changed, cannot get initial capital from funding from bank of pluto diameter of sun - 140,000,000 km, more or less. too large/small = more unwanted entities from outer space = too much competition for pharmaceutical products complete fall of the Roman/Byzantine/Holiest empire - within 1500 years after death of Ben/Jesus/other messiah. too large deviation = susceptible to invasion from false deities and/or no capitalism for lack of dado businesses dado fine businesses - must exist and be in action between 1980 and 2020. cessation of activity = invasion of birds/wolves/other multidimensional threats. they dont like dado after dado stop being dado. <-- DONT FORGET THIS ONE VERY IMPORTANT scp foundation - eliminate by 2035, earlier if possible. too long of a wait = no revolution = no release = no capital for dado spaceship rental and plutonium recycling center Footnotes 1. "dado" is a Person of Interest responsible for creating several anomalous pharmaceutical products and anomalous businesses. For more information, consult Document DADO/74. 2. Accepted currency includes most forms of legal tender, precious metals, and other "dado" products. 3. Members of Mobile Task Force Lambda-14 ("One Star Reviewers") that tasted SCP-4348-1 report that it is an "above-average burger, but with an odd choice of toppings." 4. Anomaly has been identified and classified as SCP-████. 5. Penny was later identified to be a forgery; the front had a crude replication of Abraham Lincoln, and the back had the words "dado buck one sense" engraved into it in the Comic Sans font. 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SCP-4349	euclid	Item: SCP-4349 Special Containment Procedures: Due to its nature as an infection, SCP-4349 cannot be physically contained. Suspected cases are to be quarantined under the cover story of a virulent, but non-anomalous, disease. Infected individuals are to be treated with an aggressive regimen of Foundation anti-fungal compound Finley-15. If successful, treated individuals may be allowed to return to their lives. However, individuals which become instances of SCP-4349-2 are to be taken into Foundation custody and reported as deceased. If personality reassignment procedures are unsuccessful after thirty days of containment, SCP-4349-2 instances in custody are to be terminated. Level-1 biohazard equipment is sufficient for day-to-day treatment and interaction, however the instigation of a "Diagnosis" event requires a minimum of Level-3 equipment until such time that the event concludes. Researchers and staff personnel with any variety of sickness or visible injury are not allowed to interact with SCP-4349-2 instances in any capacity. One instance of SCP-4349-2 is to remain in ongoing containment in a standard humanoid containment cell for observation of long-term effects and is to be designated SCP-4349-2a. SCP-4349-2a is allowed requests for basic amenities and comforts. Under no circumstances is SCP-4349-2a, or any instance of SCP-4349-2, to be allowed to perform surgery or provide medical treatment to others outside of controlled testing. Description: SCP-4349 consists of both a fungal infection and those who have been infected by it. The fungus itself is classified as SCP-4349-1 and humans infected with SCP-4349-1 who have progressed to at least Stage 3 of infection are classified as SCP-4349-2. SCP-4349-1 causes severe alterations to the host's brain, particularly in the areas associated with memory and personality. Instances of SCP-4349-2 will also release spores of SCP-4349-1 which induce mild psychological effects in bystanders. Although the origin and creation of SCP-4349 is not fully understood, current evidence points to an individual classified as POI-4349. POI-4349 is likely either patient zero or the creator of SCP-4349, though information is scarce. SCP-4349 was first identified by Foundation resources on ██/██/1995, when Doctor Strand noticed that someone had been regularly parking in her designated spot at Medical Site-██. Her ensuing investigation led to the discovery of Doctors "Howard", "Fine", and "Hackenbush" who had been working at Medical Site-██ unquestioned for nearly a week. After isolating and interviewing the three suspects, Foundation forces were able to trace them back to the isolated town of ███████ ████, Colorado, where the local hospital was found to be manned by an entirely fictitious staff. An investigation of hospital records uncovered that a large portion of the staff had been transferred to other hospitals several weeks before discovery by the Foundation. The list of transferred hospitals included a large number of nonexistent facilities, as well as several well known regional hospitals along with Medical Sites ██, ██, and ███. The search for these doctors is ongoing. The progression of SCP-4349 takes the form of three stages, with a fourth intermittent state. Stage 1 consists of the first three days after initial infection. Symptoms are consistent with those of a mild fungal infection, such as severe headache, nausea, and photophobia. During this time infected subjects often seek the attention of medical facilities. Stage 2 lasts for two days after Stage 1. At this stage symptoms subside as the infection appears to clear up naturally. Up until this point SCP-4349-1 can be stopped and its effects prevented through treatment with anti-fungal compound Finley-15 with a 30% success rate. Stage 3 begins over the course of the next five days. During this time the infected becomes increasingly dissociated with their previous identity and begins to take on qualities and mannerisms consistent with a famous doctor from film or television1, usually one they are somewhat familiar with. At this point the infectee is considered an instance of SCP-4349-2 and an active biohazard. Once an infection progresses fully into Stage 3, the original personality of the SCP-4349-2 instance can be considered completely overwritten and effectively lost. Heavy use of modified Class C amnestics has shown promise in removing the fictional personality, though the process requires a new one with false memories to replace it to allow reintegration into society. If SCP-4349-2 is not already at a medical facility, they will seek one out and begin working as though they had been employed for some time. SCP-4349-2 will steal or borrow medical equipment such as lab coats and stethoscopes, claiming to have lost theirs. Although SCP-4349-2 believe themselves to be doctors, their medical and technical knowledge is no more than what they knew prior to infection. Thus, any standard patients handled by SCP-4349-2 instances are often provided either rudimentary first aid or general recommendations. It is during this point that SCP-4349-2 instances begin to emit spores of SCP-4349-1. Spores are exhaled at a rate of approximately 10 miligrams per breath. At low concentrations, SCP-4349-1 spores are unlikely to cause infection, but will still produce a mild psychological effect when inhaled. This effect causes staff, other doctors, and patients to not question either the presence of SCP-4349-2 or their behavioral similarities to famous characters, instead inciting either ignorance or passive acceptance. Most people affected by the spores will respond to SCP-4349-2 instances with casual familiarity, even if they had never met prior. When interviewed, coworkers of SCP-4349-2 generally state that they did not react to an unfamiliar employee because "they felt like a doctor" and "it felt natural for [SCP4349-2] to be there". Testing has shown that Level-1 biohazard personal air filtration equipment and an awareness of this effect are sufficient to prevent this acceptance. Stage 4 is a temporary escalation of Stage 3 known as a "Diagnosis" event. Diagnosis events are known to occur once every seven to fourteen days. During the event, the SCP-4349-2 instance will fixate on one particular patient exclusively for a period of no less than eighteen hours. No pattern has been recorded between the patients chosen or their particular maladies, as SCP-4349-2 have been known to focus on patients suffering from conditions varying from a shattered collarbone to pancreatic cancer. Instances will ask passing medical staff to run a variety of illogical or pointless tests on the patient and will acquire and read all available material and data related to their medical history. Instances of SCP-4349-2 will forgo food, sleep, and personal hygiene during this time. During this time the density of spores exhaled by SCP-4349-2 will increase by a factor ranging from two to six. Following some currently unknown trigger, SCP-4349-2 will experience a "breakthrough" in which they declare that they have discovered the "cure" to heal their patient. SCP-4349-2 instances will order nearby staff to provide treatment via specific medicine or surgical procedures. To date, almost all suggested treatments and procedures have been completely fictitious, though they were given names that followed modern treatment naming conventions. Influenced staff will usually bring whatever chemical or treatment available has the most phonetically similar name to what was requested, regardless of its intended purpose. Once medication is provided, SCP-4349-2 will insist on applying treatment, or if applicable, performing the surgery itself. From this point, one of three scenarios will manifest. Scenario 1: Treatment is unsuccessful. In approximately 60% of cases, the treatment is unsuccessful. This is known as a failed Diagnosis event. In all failed Diagnosis events, the patient dies, most often due to an adverse reaction with the chemicals used in the treatment or through blood loss due to SCP-4349-2's untrained attempt at surgery. SCP-4349-2 will express remorse at their "inability to provide treatment in time" and remain despondent for approximately one day before returning to normal Stage 3 activity. In all recorded instances, SCP-4349-2 exclusively blames their inability to diagnose the patient quickly enough and remains adamant that their treatment would have worked "if only [they] had thought of it sooner". Scenario 2: Treatment is successful. In the remaining 40% of cases, the provided treatment successfully cures the patient. Regardless of prior condition or what actions SCP-4349-2 performs, the affected patient will awaken from anesthesia within eight hours, fully cured of whatever ailment caused them to seek medical attention.2 Despite this miraculous effect, the healed patient also has an 85% chance of becoming infected with SCP-4349-1 during treatment. SCP-4349-2 will recommend that the patient remains for observation for several days3 and maintain a cheerful disposition for approximately three days. Spore levels will also drop back to normal at this time. If an instance of SCP-4349-2 does manifest from a patient, upon developing their new personality they will immediately begin working, starting with discharging their previous name from the hospital ledger. Scenario 3: SCP-4349-2 is prevented from providing treatment. If treatment is prevented, SCP-4349-2 will become increasingly hostile towards whatever force or factor is preventing it. If a chemical treatment is denied or out of stock, SCP-4349-2 will attempt to synthesize a similar compound or demand that another patient relinquish their supply. The results of synthesized treatments have met with a 100% rate of failure when subsequently administered to a patient. If forcefully restrained, SCP-4349-2 will become violent and belligerent towards whoever applied their restraints. SCP-4349-2 will often utilize emotional manipulation via either appealing to their captor's sense of humanity and invoking the Hippocratic oath, or insulting their captor with terms such as "witchdoctor", "murderer", and "simple-minded fool". If SCP-4349-2 and its recommended treatment are withheld from the patient for nine hours, all of the patient's vital signs will immediately cease. Autopsies performed afterward have shown cause of death to be an immediate and complete shutdown of all organ systems. In response, SCP-4349-2 will sob profusely over its inability to "save the patient". SCP-4349-2 will put the bare minimum of effort into its work with patients over the next few days, preferring to spend its time walking slowly through hallways, gazing silently out of windows, and drinking any available alcoholic beverages. Other staff will express concern for their coworker, but will not interfere. This behavior will continue until the next Diagnosis effect begins. Addendum: Interview log Interviewed: SCP-4349-2a4 Interviewer: Dr. Meredith Strand Foreword: The following interview was conducted for the purpose of establishing the origin of SCP-4349 and a timeline of events leading up to the current state of the ███████ ████ Hospital. Dr. Strand was informed to not contradict SCP-4349-2a's delusions in order to expedite the retrieval of information. <Begin Log> Dr. Strand: Good afternoon Doctor, how are you feeling? SCP-4349-2a: Oh the pain, the pain. SCP-4349-2a sighs dramatically I haven't slept for weeks, my poor back aches constantly, and this lighting is giving me a splitting headache. Could you be a dear and page Dr. Quinn? She never fails to get to the root of my problems. Dr. Strand: I'm not sure if she is available, but I'll see what I can do. Actually, I was hoping we could continue with what we had been discussing last time? About ███████ ████ Hospital? SCP-4349-2a: Oh, this again. I still fail to understand you and your associate's problem with us. We have the most doctors per capita of any hospital in Colorado. Some of the finest too. There's not a soul alive who can outperform Dr. Pierce when it comes to invasive surgery. Dr. Strand: I'm sure. Now, you told me yesterday that you began your work at the hospital… forty-three years ago, is that correct? SCP-4349-2a: Indeed. In the spring of '52. Though you could barely call it a hospital at the time. Little town like that in the middle of nowhere? Like working out of a shed. Dr. Strand: There wasn't much space then? SCP-4349-2a: Bah, space. Don't talk to me about space. We had plenty of space. You know what we didn't have? Equipment, supplies, and doctors. Especially doctors. Dr. Strand: You lacked sufficient personnel? SCP-4349-2a: After the war, no young people wanted to be doctors anymore. All they wanted to do was watch television and be spacemen, the simmering simpletons. Do you know what's out there in space? A lot of things that want to eat you and little good living conditions. I should know; I lived out there for years. Dr. Strand: Let's get back on track. So you went from woefully understaffed to having the most doctors in the state. How did that happen? SCP-4349-2a: How else? News spreads. When you have one doctor who can perform miracle surgeries, more follow. A hospital builds reputation and more and more talented people start to come in droves. Dr. Strand: A miracle doctor? SCP-4349-2a: Yes. Funny man, very charming though. Charismatic too. All the nurses loved him. Probably some of the doctors too, but you didn't speak of such things in those days. I never saw a patient he couldn't cure. Just showed up one day, out of the blue. Dr. Strand: And when was this? SCP-4349-2a: Ooh, when was it? '54 I believe? Autumn maybe? Yes, yes, that's right. Dr. Strand: Do you remember his name? His appearance? Is he still at the hospital? SCP-4349-2a: Calm yourself Doctor, I fear for your blood pressure. He was a handsome man, certainly. Older than me at the time, late-forties maybe? As to your other question, no. He left the hospital several weeks ago, along with much of the rest of the staff. Transferred off to who-knows-where to keep doing good work. Dr. Strand: Wait… you said that he was in his forties when he began working with you, but was also still working several weeks ago? Surely he would have retired? SCP-4349-2a: Oh no, retire? Him? Perish the thought. Dr. Strand: But surely he must have been nearly a century old? Even from a physical standpoint, how could he continue his work as a doctor at that age? SCP-4349-2a: Pardon me Doctor, but I think you must have your numbers mixed up. The last time I saw him, he had a smidge of salt in his hair, but was still as youthful as the day I met him. I'd say probably somewhere in his mid-forties. Dr. Strand does not respond immediately. SCP-4349-2a: SCP-4349-2a shrugs I told you he was a funny man. Take what you will. Now as for his name, it was… SCP-4349-2a pauses and seems confused SCP-4349-2a: How very peculiar. I've worked with the man for over forty years and yet I can't recall his name. Something with an 'S'? No… wait, yes. 'St' it definitely began with that. And it had an unusual spelling. I'm confident there was a 'y' in it somewhere. SCP-4349-2a squints into the ceiling mounted lights and become distressed Oh blast these lights, giving me such a headache I can't think of the name of the man who saved the hospital a thousand times over. If only we could get rid of the lights. Yes, get rid- SCP-4349-2a ceases talking and stares into the lights for several seconds Dr. Strand: Doctor? Doctor Hens- I mean, Dr. Smith? Are you alright? SCP-4349-2a: The lights! That's it! SCP-4349-2a grabs Dr. Strand by her shoulders That man! The one who served me breakfast yesterday! He had such a terrible cough, and I just figured out how to cure it! Dr. Strand: Security! Security, someone, anyone get in here! SCP-4349-2a: Wait, wait! You're a doctor, you should understand! I know how to help that poor man! Get me 50 cc's of triptacederine! I need to administer it to him while keeping him in complete darkness! Please, it's the only way! Only I can save him! <End Log> Closing Statement: Following the interview, security forces sedated SCP-4349-2a. Dr. Strand was shaken but unharmed. The D-Class who had served SCP-4349-2a breakfast expired nine hours later. In subsequent interviews, SCP-4349-2a was unable to recall any details about his colleague beyond his skills as a doctor. This individual has been classified as POI-4349. His whereabouts are currently under investigation. Footnotes 1. Testing has shown that this is not limited to medical doctors, but can include any character which utilizes the title, so long as they are from a visual medium. 2. These treatments are exclusive to each particular Diagnosis event and fail to provide repeat results in controlled testing. 3. Usually a period of time sufficient for Stage 1 symptoms to develop and warrant a longer stay 4. Formerly Dr. Brown Hensley, Head of Pediatric Services at ███████ ████ Hospital, and the oldest member of the original staff available at the time of discovery. Currently self-identifies as Dr. Zachary Smith, a character from the 1960's television series Lost in Space. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4349" by SilverTonguedMadness, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4349. 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-4350	neutralized	A poorly-sold Mitsubishi sedan is the only way to view the majestic Noraang'Saek Saraam'Deul. SCP-4350: I See Yellow People Word Count: 950 Reading Time: 4 minutes ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item #: SCP-4350 Level 2/4350 Classified Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-48 Dir. Linda Lutz N/A N/A A vehicle fitted with SCP-4350 instances. Special Containment Procedures: As of June 1, 2010, the containment procedures regarding SCP-4350 instances have been discontinued. The following containment procedures have been archived for historical reference. + Open Original Containment Procedures - Close Original Containment Procedures All SCP-4350 instances within the legally defined boundaries of Laurel Creek, California, USA are to be removed from the respective vehicle, replaced with Foundation approved glass replacements, and stored in standard storage lockers at Site-48. The owners of affected vehicles are to be administered Class-B amnestics. Description: SCP-4350 is the collective designation for the stock window panes of the eighth generation Mitsubishi Galant. When an individual looks through an SCP-4350 instance when within the city of Laurel Creek, California, USA, they will be able to perceive humanoid-shaped entities. The entities, designated SCP-4350-1, are yellow in color and estimated to be four meters tall. They can be photographed and videotaped through SCP-4350 instances. Instances of SCP-4350-1 do not possess any facial features or bodily orifices, and are thin and translucent. SCP-4350 instances will continue to reveal SCP-4350-1 instances when removed from the vehicle. The number of instances visible will vary based on the location from which they are viewed. None have been observed outside of Laurel Creek. Discovery: On March 30, 2010, Site-48 Agent Charles Choudhury rented a 2003 Mitsubishi Galant after his original vehicle was stolen. When driving through Laurel Creek, Agent Choudhury reported perceiving SCP-4350-1 instances outside the vehicle. Repeated test drives by other Foundation personnel confirmed the anomaly. The vehicle was purchased from the rental company and stored within Site-48 on April 6, 2010. It was discovered that the windows of the vehicle are responsible for the anomaly, and not the vehicle itself. The SCP-4350 instances were removed and stored in standard containment lockers. The vehicle was fitted with alternative glass panes and is currently used as Foundation transport. Addendum 01: The following interview with SCP-4350-1 instances took place on May 13, 2010. Transcript 4350-1 Interviewer: Agent Arestandos Arada Interviewed: Instances of SCP-4350-1 Foreword: Agent Arada is seated within a parked Mitsubishi Galant installed with SCP-4350 instances, facing north in a parking lot in Laurel Creek. The vehicle is under surveillance from nearby personnel. Dashboard cameras have been set up within the cabin, facing the outside. <Begin Log> Arada: Alright, Control. I'm in the vehicle, and can see some… tall yellow entities outside. Video feed shows an SCP-4350-1 instance standing outside, approximately seven meters east from the vehicle. Outside video feed does not display the instance. Control: Attempt to make contact with the yellow entity. Arada: Okay, Control. <shouting through the passenger window> Excuse me! Can you hear me? I would like to have an interview with you! The SCP-4350-1 instance appears to be startled by the exclamation. It begins to walk towards the vehicle. Agent Arada can be heard from the outside video feed, with no instance visible. Arada: Control, the entity is currently walking towards the vehicle. The SCP-4350-1 instance stops one meter from the vehicle, and appears to bend down and peer through the right-front window. Arada: Um… hello there. Are you able to understand what I am saying? The SCP-4350-1 instance kneels down onto the ground and continues to look into the vehicle. Arada: Ow… ah… something's happening… Control: Agent Arada, are you okay? What's going on? Arada: I got this intrusive thought in my mind, it was like a written message, but I don't know if it's because of the entity… Control: What did the message say? Agent Arada winces again. The SCP-4350-1 instance is still present, and appears to cock its "head" to the left. Arada: I… think the message is… "Can you see us"? I'm going to respond. <to SCP-4350-1 instance> Yes, I can see you. I would like to ask some questions. The SCP-4350-1 instance is joined by another instance, which sits to the vehicle's left, and peers in. Arada: Ow, I'm getting another message, Control. It says: "Do you know what we are?" <to SCP-4350-1 instances> No, I do not know what you are. Could you tell me? Three more SCP-4350-1 instances gather around the vehicle. Arada: Okay, I got an answer back. It's: "You should not be able to see us." <to SCP-4350-1 instances> Could you tell me why shouldn't I see you? The SCP-4350-1 instances continue to watch the vehicle. Control: Have you received a response? Arada: Yeah, it was: "We have not seen this glass before. We must… adapt to it?" The five SCP-4350-1 instances move closer to the vehicle and stretch their "arms" forward. Arada: The entities are currently heading towards the vehicle. The SCP-4350-1 instances make contact with the vehicle. The SCP-4350 instances begin to rattle. Outside footage displays the glass rattling for no apparent reason. Arada: The glass is shaking! They're putting thoughts in my head about the "new glass matrix"… The glass continues to rattle. Arada: <to SCP-4350-1 instances> Please step away from the vehicle. I- I do not wish you any harm. The SCP-4350-1 instances suddenly begin to evaporate from view of the windows. Arada: What the- Control, the entities are disappearing. The instances continue to evaporate. The SCP-4350 instances cease to rattle. Arada: The entities are no longer visible. No SCP-4350-1 instances can be seen through the SCP-4350 instances. Control: Exit the vehicle. We're ending the interview. <End Log> Addendum 02: Following the interview, no SCP-4350-1 instances have been perceived despite multiple attempts. SCP-4350 was reclassified as Neutralized on June 1, 2010. Recently completed analysis of SCP-4350 instances revealed that their chemical makeup does not match any other known glass. Further research revealed that the Mitsubishi corporation produced the unique glass through an experimental technique that was quickly discontinued. The glass was only installed in eighth generation Mitsubishi Galants manufactured at the DSM manufacturing plant in Normal, Illinois, USA. The exact chemical makeup has not been used since. Footnotes 1. Formerly Euclid. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4350" by Jiwoahn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4350. 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: GALANT.JPG Name: Jagvars Galant.JPG Author: Jagvar License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4350	uncontained	A poorly-sold Mitsubishi sedan is the only way to view the majestic Noraang'Saek Saraam'Deul. SCP-4350: I See Yellow People Word Count: 950 Reading Time: 4 minutes ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item #: SCP-4350 Level 2/4350 Classified Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned Task Force Site-48 Dir. Linda Lutz N/A N/A A vehicle fitted with SCP-4350 instances. Special Containment Procedures: As of June 1, 2010, the containment procedures regarding SCP-4350 instances have been discontinued. The following containment procedures have been archived for historical reference. + Open Original Containment Procedures - Close Original Containment Procedures All SCP-4350 instances within the legally defined boundaries of Laurel Creek, California, USA are to be removed from the respective vehicle, replaced with Foundation approved glass replacements, and stored in standard storage lockers at Site-48. The owners of affected vehicles are to be administered Class-B amnestics. Description: SCP-4350 is the collective designation for the stock window panes of the eighth generation Mitsubishi Galant. When an individual looks through an SCP-4350 instance when within the city of Laurel Creek, California, USA, they will be able to perceive humanoid-shaped entities. The entities, designated SCP-4350-1, are yellow in color and estimated to be four meters tall. They can be photographed and videotaped through SCP-4350 instances. Instances of SCP-4350-1 do not possess any facial features or bodily orifices, and are thin and translucent. SCP-4350 instances will continue to reveal SCP-4350-1 instances when removed from the vehicle. The number of instances visible will vary based on the location from which they are viewed. None have been observed outside of Laurel Creek. Discovery: On March 30, 2010, Site-48 Agent Charles Choudhury rented a 2003 Mitsubishi Galant after his original vehicle was stolen. When driving through Laurel Creek, Agent Choudhury reported perceiving SCP-4350-1 instances outside the vehicle. Repeated test drives by other Foundation personnel confirmed the anomaly. The vehicle was purchased from the rental company and stored within Site-48 on April 6, 2010. It was discovered that the windows of the vehicle are responsible for the anomaly, and not the vehicle itself. The SCP-4350 instances were removed and stored in standard containment lockers. The vehicle was fitted with alternative glass panes and is currently used as Foundation transport. Addendum 01: The following interview with SCP-4350-1 instances took place on May 13, 2010. Transcript 4350-1 Interviewer: Agent Arestandos Arada Interviewed: Instances of SCP-4350-1 Foreword: Agent Arada is seated within a parked Mitsubishi Galant installed with SCP-4350 instances, facing north in a parking lot in Laurel Creek. The vehicle is under surveillance from nearby personnel. Dashboard cameras have been set up within the cabin, facing the outside. <Begin Log> Arada: Alright, Control. I'm in the vehicle, and can see some… tall yellow entities outside. Video feed shows an SCP-4350-1 instance standing outside, approximately seven meters east from the vehicle. Outside video feed does not display the instance. Control: Attempt to make contact with the yellow entity. Arada: Okay, Control. <shouting through the passenger window> Excuse me! Can you hear me? I would like to have an interview with you! The SCP-4350-1 instance appears to be startled by the exclamation. It begins to walk towards the vehicle. Agent Arada can be heard from the outside video feed, with no instance visible. Arada: Control, the entity is currently walking towards the vehicle. The SCP-4350-1 instance stops one meter from the vehicle, and appears to bend down and peer through the right-front window. Arada: Um… hello there. Are you able to understand what I am saying? The SCP-4350-1 instance kneels down onto the ground and continues to look into the vehicle. Arada: Ow… ah… something's happening… Control: Agent Arada, are you okay? What's going on? Arada: I got this intrusive thought in my mind, it was like a written message, but I don't know if it's because of the entity… Control: What did the message say? Agent Arada winces again. The SCP-4350-1 instance is still present, and appears to cock its "head" to the left. Arada: I… think the message is… "Can you see us"? I'm going to respond. <to SCP-4350-1 instance> Yes, I can see you. I would like to ask some questions. The SCP-4350-1 instance is joined by another instance, which sits to the vehicle's left, and peers in. Arada: Ow, I'm getting another message, Control. It says: "Do you know what we are?" <to SCP-4350-1 instances> No, I do not know what you are. Could you tell me? Three more SCP-4350-1 instances gather around the vehicle. Arada: Okay, I got an answer back. It's: "You should not be able to see us." <to SCP-4350-1 instances> Could you tell me why shouldn't I see you? The SCP-4350-1 instances continue to watch the vehicle. Control: Have you received a response? Arada: Yeah, it was: "We have not seen this glass before. We must… adapt to it?" The five SCP-4350-1 instances move closer to the vehicle and stretch their "arms" forward. Arada: The entities are currently heading towards the vehicle. The SCP-4350-1 instances make contact with the vehicle. The SCP-4350 instances begin to rattle. Outside footage displays the glass rattling for no apparent reason. Arada: The glass is shaking! They're putting thoughts in my head about the "new glass matrix"… The glass continues to rattle. Arada: <to SCP-4350-1 instances> Please step away from the vehicle. I- I do not wish you any harm. The SCP-4350-1 instances suddenly begin to evaporate from view of the windows. Arada: What the- Control, the entities are disappearing. The instances continue to evaporate. The SCP-4350 instances cease to rattle. Arada: The entities are no longer visible. No SCP-4350-1 instances can be seen through the SCP-4350 instances. Control: Exit the vehicle. We're ending the interview. <End Log> Addendum 02: Following the interview, no SCP-4350-1 instances have been perceived despite multiple attempts. SCP-4350 was reclassified as Neutralized on June 1, 2010. Recently completed analysis of SCP-4350 instances revealed that their chemical makeup does not match any other known glass. Further research revealed that the Mitsubishi corporation produced the unique glass through an experimental technique that was quickly discontinued. The glass was only installed in eighth generation Mitsubishi Galants manufactured at the DSM manufacturing plant in Normal, Illinois, USA. The exact chemical makeup has not been used since. Footnotes 1. Formerly Euclid. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4350" by Jiwoahn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4350. 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: GALANT.JPG Name: Jagvars Galant.JPG Author: Jagvar License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4351	euclid	Item #: SCP-4351 Special Containment Procedures: A single agent is to reside within SCP-4351 for containment purposes. The adjacent lot has been purchased by a Foundation shell company, serving as a surveillance and security post. Four security officers must remain on site, posing as civilians. Guards are to have a registry of all -A instances. The assigned agent will have the primary job of turning away any individual who attempts entry into SCP-4351. The guards are to assist only under the following conditions; the assigned agent is unable to turn away the individual safely, the door is answered by a -A instance other than the assigned agent or the door remains unanswered. If an individual attempts to gain access to SCP-4351 and their face and name are in the registry of -A instances, they alone are to be permitted entry. Attempted exit from SCP-4351 by any of the -A instances is to be discouraged. Description: SCP-4351 is a two-story house located on a residential street in Verdun, Quebec, Canada. The house currently has 8 occupants who will be referred to as SCP-4351-A. The anomalous effect of SCP-4351 manifests once an individual achieves entry into the primary structure. Entry into SCP-4351 causes an individual to become a -A instance. SCP-4351-A instances will find themselves unable to leave the property for extended periods of time due to heightened emotional distress. However, -A instances are capable of exiting through the patio door into the patio without triggering the anomalous effect. Attempting to exit the patio in any way, excluding entrance back into the structure, triggers the anomalous effect. WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS ETHICS COMMITTEE CLASSIFIED ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT ETHICS COMMITTEE AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION. Addendum: Parts of SCP-4351's anomalous property have not been explained in the previous sections because of Ethics Committee concerns. The following are logs and interviews of Agent Stephens that provide some understanding of the full nature of SCP-4351. + Open Addendum 4351-1. - Close Showing interview 4351-1 Interviewed: Agent Stephens Interviewer: Senior Researcher Niole Foreword: After his return from SCP-4351 Agent Stephens was debriefed on the events that occurred in the location. <Begin Log> Senior Researcher Niole: Agent Stephens, report what you found within the location? Agent Stephens: I entered the house and encountered six individuals. Many of them seemed to be suffering from psychosis or engaged in the use of recreational drugs. The one individual who seemed… Agent Stephens pauses for a moment as if searching for a word rational told me that now that I'd entered I'd never be able to leave again. Senior Researcher Niole: Which was untrue? Agent Stephens: Exactly! I was able to walk right out and, having proved him wrong, I headed back here. I don't think there's anything actually anomalous going on here, just some probably mentally ill people squatti- Agent Stephens suddenly seems confused Senior Researcher Niole: Agent? Is something wrong? Agent Stephens: What just happened? Where am I? How'd you get in here? Where's ████████? Dr. Niole's first name Senior Researcher Niole: I'm right here, Agent. Can you tell me what you're experiencing? Agent Stephens: Shut up! Wait… Dr. Niole? Is that you? I can see you, but it's difficult. It looks like I'm back at the house. I'm at Site-██, right? Senior Researcher Niole: Yes, Agent. You're at Site-██. Agent Stephens: What?! What are you saying?! You're both speaking at once I can't understand you! Senior Researcher Niole: I'm the only one here. Agent, can you describe what's happening to you? Agent Stephens: It's too much. I have too many hands, too many eyes, too many ears! Agent Stephens became unresponsive to questioning at this time merely gibbering, trying to cover his ears and closing his eyes tightly <End Log> Closing Statement: Agent Stephens was escorted to site-██ medical Ward for examination by Site-██ medical staff. Further investigation into SCP-4351 is recommended. + Open Addendum 4351-2. - Close Showing Interview Log 4351-2 Interviewed: Agent Stephens Interviewer: Senior Researcher Niole Foreword: After the events of Interview Log 4351-1 agents were dispatched to SCP-4351 where they discovered Agent Stephens inside SCP-4351. With the assistance of SCP-4351-A-1 Agent Stephens was removed from SCP-4351 resulting in the creation of a third instance as Agent Stephens remained inside SCP-4351. Further attempts to extract Agent Stephens from SCP-4351 were denied and Agent Stephens was brought back to Site-██. After testing it was determined that placing Agent Stephens in sensory deprivation considerably lessened the mental strain on Agent Stephens. The following interview was conducted under these conditions. <Begin Log> Senior Researcher Niole: How are you feeling? Agent Stephens: Much better. I can still see too much at once, but as long as I try not to focus too much it's not too overwhelming. The… me… at the house is lounging on the patio. There doesn't seem to be a problem with going out there and it's relatively quiet. Senior Researcher Niole: Can you tell us what you're experiencing? Agent Stephens: At the moment I can see and hear you, see and hear the patio and the sounds of the neighbourhood and also see and hear absolutely nothing. It's still disorienting and weird, but it's manageable. For now at least. Senior Researcher Niole: Can you tell me anything else? Agent Stephens: All of my senses are working in all three versions of me. I can feel, see, hear, smell and taste everything the various versions of me can. It's overwhelming. It's like… experiencing the sensations of three different people at once. Senior Researcher Niole: Can you try to be clearer? Agent Stephens: Right now I'm seeing three different things, but not at different times or even switching through them. They're all the same sight. If you were to somehow take three photos and make them one really confusing jumbled photo you'd get an idea of what this is like and it's like that for all my senses. Senior Researcher Niole: That must be very disorienting. Agent Stephens: I can only imagine what it would be like if there were even more of me. If I just kept on trying to leave how many of me could there be? There's a part of me that's morbidly curious, but I can't imagine how awful that would be. I'd probably lose my mind. Senior Researcher Niole: When we're done this interview we'll put this instance of you into sensory deprivation as well. That should make things a lot easier. Agent Stephens: Yeah that should be a lot better. Then I can focus on just the one at the house. Senior Researcher Niole: What can you tell me about SCP-4351. You experience anything interesting in there? Agent Stephens: It's obvious many of the others here are experiencing similar or worse sensations. 4351-A-1 and 4351-A-5 seem to be fine though. I wonder why they're unaffected. Maybe they never tried to leave? I don't know when it happened, but there's a new person here. They seem to have arrived after me. So, I guess we need to update the number of occupants Senior Researcher Niole: Indeed… There are eight SCP-4351-A instances in that case. You're technically an instance of 4351-A. Agent Stephens: Oh, Right. I guess I didn't think of it like that. I'm never gonna be able to leave here am I? Senior Researcher Niole: We're going to try our best to find a way to get you and the others out. Don't worry. Agent Stephens: Thanks, Dr. Niole. Agent Stephens suddenly collapses forward crying out in pain Senior Researcher ████████: What's wrong?! Agent Stephens: I'm in pain… I… I think I'm dying! <End Log> Closing Statement: Agent Stephens lost consciousness and the interview was terminated. Agent Stephens was determined to still be alive. A return to SCP-4351 revealed that The Instance of Agent Stephens inside SCP-4351 had been stabbed in the back of the throat with a standard kitchen knife. + Open Addendum 4351-3. - Close Interview Log 4351-3 Interviewed: Agent Stephens Interviewer: Senior Researcher Niole Foreword: After an appropriate amount of time spent debating it was decided to return the two instances of Agent Stephens in Foundation Custody to SCP-4351. Once all instances of Agent Stephens were moved through the entrance of SCP-4351, Agent Stephens made a remarkable recovery. A final interview was carried out with the now singular Agent Stephens. <Begin Log> Senior Researcher Niole: You seem to be doing well. Agent Stephens: I am. I'm not dying anymore and I'm only experiencing things once. It's great. It's amazing the things you take for granted in this world. Senior Researcher Niole: Definitely sounds preferable to the previous situation. Agent Stephens: I haven't forgotten what this means. I'm stuck here forever. Senior Researcher Niole: Until we can find a way to get you and the others out. Agent Stephens: It's not the worst place to be stuck. Most of the people here seem pretty nice. Also apparently the fridge restocks itself so we won't starve. Senior Researcher Niole: Indeed. That doesn't sound too bad. Agent Stephens: They're putting you in charge here right? Senior Researcher Niole: I cannot divulge that, Agent. Agent Stephens: If you do end up in charge then there's something you need to do. Don't let anyone try to escape. Most importantly, there are still other… "instances" out there. You need to find them, and bring them back here. Senior Researcher Niole: I'll do what I can. Agent Stephens: Well that's all then. <End Log> Closing Statement: Agent Stephens has remained inside SCP-4351 since his return. The Foundation has managed to recover some SCP-4351-A instances and attempts are continuing to locate and recover the remaining SCP-4351-A instances. WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS ACCESSIBLE ONLY TO RESEARCHERS GIVEN SPECIAL CLEARANCE TO STUDY SCP-4351 ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT PROPER CLEARANCE WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION. + Open Addendum 4351-4. - Close Interview Log 4351-4 Interviewed: SCP-4351-A-1 Interviewer: Senior Researcher Niole Foreword: SCP-4351-A-1 suddenly showed up one day at Site-██ he claimed he had left SCP-4351 for the first time for as long as he could remember, because he had important information. <Begin Log> Senior Researcher Niole: How are you here? SCP-4351-A-1: What do you mean? Senior Researcher Niole: How did you find Site-██? SCP-4351-A-1: I pressured Agent Stephens into telling me where this place was located. Since as far as he knows we're all stuck inside forever, it didn't take a lot of coaxing. Senior Researcher Niole: That is still quite a breach and we'll have to find some way to take disciplinary action against him. SCP-4351-A-1: Good luck with that. Senior Researcher Niole: If you left the house shouldn't you be suffering from SCP-4351's anomalous properties? SCP-4351-A-1: I am. Senior Researcher Niole: You don't seem to be suffering? SCP-4351-A-1: I made sure the version of myself at the house was somewhere he'd be relatively left alone, so I could focus mostly on this version of me. Senior Researcher Niole: You had important information for us? SCP-4351-A-1: Over the years I've had many guests. This is the first time I've heard about The SCP Foundation. The first time I've learned I'm not alone. I thought what you called SCP-4351 was one of a kind and no one would ever understand, but you, your foundation are used to dealing with strange things like this. You might be able to help. Senior Researcher Niole: We do try our best. SCP-4351-A-1: I built SCP-4351 as a log cabin back in the year 1611. Senior Researcher Niole: I'm sorry? SCP-4351-A-1: Take your time. Senior Researcher Niole: You look like you're at most 30 and you're saying you're about 400 years old? SCP-4351-A-1: That sounds about right. I haven't really been keeping track. I haven't left the house since I first built it. I've never been a fan of the outside and it was supposed to be my home where I'd never have to leave. I was fairly wealthy so had no requirement to leave my home when I could simply pay others to do things for me. Senior Researcher Niole: People brought you food and other goods? SCP-4351-A-1: Indeed. I don't know when the effect actually started. I only found out about it the first time it happened to someone who had visited my home. A neighbour brought me food she had baked and when she left she was still in my house. Senior Researcher Niole: I assume she's still in SCP-4351 then? SCP-4351-A-1: She's still not whole and I believe you refer to her as SCP-4351-A-2. Who knows where the other instance of her is now. After that I became much more careful and tried to prevent anyone else from entering. Senior Researcher Niole: So, you didn't create the anomaly? SCP-4351-A-1: I don't know. It worked out well for me though. Food in the house started to restock itself. All my needs were taken care of. The only problem was no way to get rid of Marie- SCP-4351-A-1 stops and smiles wanly I mean SCP-4351-A-2. Senior Researcher Niole: You mentioned that it was a log cabin originally. Obviously it's current appearance is much more similar to modern homes. What happened? SCP-4351-A-1: It seems to change itself to match the houses around it. As the type of houses built changed so did it. There were suddenly more rooms, more amenities, but sometimes as it shifted it would lose rooms too. Houses would get smaller and so it would shrink, remove some of it's rooms. At one point there were 9 people in the house, but at one point the house also had a basement… SCP-4351-A-1 becomes quiet until prompted by Senior Researcher Niole Senior Researcher Niole: Thank you for this information. It will undoubtedly be helpful and give us a lot to think about. SCP-4351-A-1: I had a dream once. In the center of the house there was this strange object… As it sat in the middle of the house the house expanded. It just kept growing, adding more and more rooms until the entire world was contained within. Everyone safe from the outside. The people all immortal and all provided with the resources we need. Senior Researcher Niole: SCP-4351-A-1? SCP-4351-A-1: Sorry! I got distracted. It's easy when you're of two minds. Senior Researcher Niole: I was just thanking you for the information you provided. SCP-4351-A-1: There is one last thing. Those who have stayed within the house for some time start to adapt. They lose the desire to leave. Preferring the ease of existence inside. I don't know if that's important or not, but thought you should know. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-4351-A-1 was escorted back to SCP-4351 willingly. The information supplied is interesting and leads to the suggestion that perhaps much more research into SCP-4351 is required. We cannot rule out the idea the house is intelligent and might even have some sort of goal.
SCP-4352	keter	NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION DEPARTMENT OF MISCOMMUNICATIONS The following file contains a vital anti-infohazard. Any level 4 or higher personnel that have been the subjects of amnestic treatment are required to read this document in full before returning to their duties. — Eli Forkley, Director, DoMC Item#: 4352 Level1 Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: NULL Risk Class: warning link to memo Special Containment Procedures: This file is to be incorporated into the standard Foundation Employment Pack, and all new Foundation personnel are required to acquaint themselves with the information contained within. Coded narratives describing SCP-4352 are to be disseminated through all available media including film, television and literature, and efforts are to be undertaken to ensure these narratives reach even severely isolated communities so as to reduce the rate of SCP-4352 attacks as much as possible. Containment narratives as originally concocted by FP-194 and now disseminated by the Foundation are to contain the following narrative elements: A protagonist or protagonists, ideally a child or anthropomorphized animal, which is associated with innocence within the target culture. A physical description of SCP-4352. Mention of at least one attack method known to be used by SCP-4352. An attempt by the representation of SCP-4352 to deceive or otherwise mislead the protagonist/protagonists, so as to illustrate SCP-4352’s duplicitous nature. In events where radical alteration is required to existing containment narratives so as to adjust it to fit anomalous communities or cultures, the Foundation Department of Miscommunications is authorized to make any changes as needed so long as the purpose of the containment narrative is still achieved. Description: SCP-4352 is a hostile metaphysical entity, which normally resides in the collective human psychospace, but is capable of emerging and physically attacking a target once necessary conditions are met. The target must not be aware of SCP-4352’s existence. The target must not be aware of SCP-4352’s capabilities. The target must have broken a societal norm for their culture. Once SCP-4352 has selected a target, it is capable of attacking in a variety of ways. Although these methods are capable of causing significant disruption and destruction, no incidents have been recorded in which any individuals other than valid targets have been harmed or affected during these events. Methods recorded have included physical attacks via use of teeth and claws, localized weather manipulation and limited bodily geokinesis. In cases where SCP-4352 does not immediately attack an identified target, it has been known to apply variable conceptual camouflage to itself, causing individuals who observe it to identify it as a specific human being familiar to them despite its physical appearance not actually changing. This camouflage is not impenetrable, however, as specific and focused observation of SCP-4352's non-human bodily configuration can allow an individual to see through it. SCP-4352 is believed to have existed primarily within the European psychospace since the early 10th century, preying primarily on farming communities, with attacks gradually lessening as folklore regarding the entity became more widespread - finally all-but stopping in the early 19th century due to the efforts of FP-194. Access FP-194 Documentation Close FP-194 Documentation FP1-194 (“The Warning Bell”) was a small coalition of natural philosophers and occult enthusiasts known to have existed in the 1800’s, devoted to the identification and extermination of the many predatory anomalous organisms that existed throughout Europe during the period. Although they were successful in the eradication of the Hircocervus and the Anti-Human Unicorn, their principal goal during their existence was the elimination of SCP-4352. It is believed that the original containment procedures now used by the Foundation were concocted by The Warning Bell and disseminated for this purpose. Addendum-01: Testing was conducted to attempt to expose a member of D-Class personnel to SCP-4352. D-2223, selected for his frequent insubordination and antisocial tendencies, was amnesticized of his prior knowledge of SCP-4352, placed in a room with a large amount of foodstuff not usually permitted for D-Class personnel, and ordered not to consume it. Unsurprisingly, D-2223 proceeded to consume the majority of the provided food once Dr. Lesteigh left the room. Recording began immediately after. <Begin Log> D-2223: There. You expect me to just sit there and look at all that shit? You’re a fucking idiot. Dr. Lesteigh: Oh, yes, yes, of course. You’ve done very well indeed! D-2223: Fuckin’ creep. (D-2223 sits down in the provided chair.) D-2223: Something supposed to happen now or what? Dr. Lesteigh: Well, we’ll have to wait and see, I suppose, won’t we? Do you mind if I take a seat? A little chair? D-2223: It’s your chair, man. Do what you want. Dr. Lesteigh: Yes, yes, of course. (Dr. Lesteigh sits down and places his paws on the desk.) Dr. Lesteigh: Ah, it’s good to get a load off. D-2223: Oh, that’s nasty, man. (gestures at Dr. Lesteigh’s claws) You need to cut those nails, dude. That’s disgusting. Dr. Lesteigh: (sniffs) Oh, my apologies. I haven’t been able to get much free time lately. Can you help me fix my tie? (Pause.) D-2223: You fucking serious, man? Dr. Lesteigh: Yes! You are under my employment, are you not? (Pause. D-2223 sighs, gets up, and goes to help Dr. Lesteigh fix his tie. He has difficulty locating it.) D-2223: Hard to find this shit. You’re, like, really fucking hairy, man. You need a shave. Dr. Lesteigh: Yes, I do! D-2223: And you … (Pause.) D-2223: And you stink. Dr. Lesteigh: (grins) Yes, I do. <End Log> Closing Notes: Upon the conclusion of the test and the confirmed retreat of SCP-4352 back into the human psychospace, security personnel entered the interview chamber to recover D-2223’s remains. The test subject was found to have been opened vertically via the application of sharp claws and had large amounts of stone, wool and goat embryos deposited within the available cavities. Addendum-02: Access Contents of Addendum Close Contents of Addendum Jacob Ludwig Karl Grimm and Wilhelm Carl Grimm, known associates of the Warning Bell who were chiefly responsible for the expanded dissemination of containment narratives during the 19th century. The following is an excerpt from the original containment narratives disseminated for the purpose of reducing SCP-4352’s influence, archived for historical purposes. A full archive of all known SCP-4352 containment narratives is available upon request from the Foundation Historical Department. “…there was a dear little girl who was loved by everyone who looked at her, but most of all by her grandmother, and there was nothing that she would not have given to the child. Once she gave her a little riding hood of red velvet, which suited her so well that she would never wear anything else; so she was always called 'Little Red Riding Hood.'” Footnotes 1. Foundation Precursor Show Translations Hide Translations JA - https://ja.scp-wiki.net/scp-4352 CN - https://scp-wiki-cn.wikidot.com/scp-4352 JP - https://scp-jp.wikidot.com/scp-4352 RU - https://scpfoundation.net/scp-4352 ES - https://lafundacionscp.wikidot.com/scp-4352 VN - https://scp-vn.wikidot.com/scp-4352
SCP-4353	neutralized	Note: This entry's change history is referenced in an HR investigation 'HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION' and has been marked as 'permanent'. Note: This entry's change history is referenced in an Ethics Council postmortem 'EC-2024-002-POSTMORTEM' and has been marked as 'permanent'. Note: This entry's change history is referenced in a Ethics Council Amnestics Review Board postmortem 'ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM' and has been marked as 'permanent'. Dump notes. Format for style Revert AutoFormat for style +HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION +EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM +ECARB-2024-001-POSTMORTEM Format for style Username/change hash: cmace1/de49eba8ccbe Date: 2017-11-19 Tags: Short description of changes: Dump notes. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. Username/change hash: ldrayton012/ede34828 Date: 2019-03-08 Tags: +Stub +object:lollipop +effect:color:many Short description of changes: Project-64-TCD: Make entry conform to style template. Item #: SCP-4353 Special Containment Procedures: Not recorded, location unknown. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. Username/change hash: cmace1/5b2e25da Date: 2019-03-11 Tags: -Stub -object:lollipop -effect:color:many Short description of changes: Revert ldrayton012/ede34828: Project-64-TCD: Make entry conform to style template. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. + ECARB-2024-002-D Click to access - ECARB-2024-002-D Access granted Ethics Committee Amnestic Review Board note: This document is referenced in ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM. Meeting transcript (2019-03-18) The following is an automated transcript of a telephone conversation from Leslie Drayton, Site-64 to Cody Mace, Site 11. Voices identified as Leslie Drayton (Technical Writer, L2-B), Cody Mace (Researcher, L4). Log begins 2017-03-18T10:05:05-08:00. DRAYTON: Hi, is this Researcher Cody Mace? MACE: Hey, yes, hi. How can I help you? DRAYTON: Hey Cody! I'm Leslie Drayton, calling from Site-64, and I wondered if we could talk about SCP-4353 for a minute. MACE: SCP-4353? I'm not familiar with it. Is that the video game full of cubes? DRAYTON: It's the lollipop— MACE: Oh, I… DRAYTON: —the lollipop you catalogued. MACE: You want to run some tests on the peppermint smell? It's in locker 64-XS-12… DRAYTON: No, I, uh, don't have clearance to run tests. I'm… MACE: It's Safe, you should… DRAYTON: …a TCD. MACE: You're a what? You're an SCP? DRAYTON: No, a TCD. MACE: I thought you said you were an SCP. Do you have a number? DRAYTON: I'm a TCD, a Technical Content Developer. I take care of the documentation. I wanted to ask… MACE: What documentation? DRAYTON: The containment procedures. Things like, uh, I check for spelling errors, slang, clinical tone. MACE: Are you the woman who grabbed my shirt at coffee last week? Where are you? DRAYTON: I'm — I don't think so, I'm in Site 64. You're at Site 11? MACE: I was at Site 64 last week. You're the woman who grabbed my shirt at coffee. I already — DRAYTON: I'm not — maybe. I don't remember. MACE: What? DRAYTON: I don't remember. TCDs aren't — we don't — we have to take amnestics each week because we need to edit everything, and we're not allowed to remember the things we've edited. What time did we speak? MACE: It was at coffee. DRAYTON: Around 11:30? Apparently I take my amnestics at 11:30, so — MACE: I already told you, I don't want you changing my files. DRAYTON: —don't remember meeting you. MACE: What? DRAYTON: I don't remember meeting you. I don't have clearance to remember — MACE: If you don't have clearance you shouldn't be able to access the — DRAYTON: Would you stop interrupting me? MACE: What? DRAYTON: I said, would you stop interrupting me? MACE: It sounds like you can read files that you shouldn't be able to, and you certainly should not be editing them. Junior researchers should not edit files that describe safety procedures, because you could kill someone. DRAYTON: I'm not a researcher, I'm a TCD — MACE hangs up. DRAYTON: …asshole. Username/change hash: ldrayton012/0367f0de Date: 2019-03-18 Tags: +location:l64-xs-12 +effect:smell:peppermint +ldrayton012:noeditt Short description of changes: Project-64-TCD: Add location tag, add smell tag, add noedit tag, move on. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. Username/change hash: ldrayton012/790f1569 Date: 2019-03-29 Tags: Stub location:l64-xs-12 effect:smell:peppermint ldrayton012:noeditt Short description of changes: Project-64-TCD: Make entry conform to style template (automated edit). Item #: SCP-4353 Special Containment Procedures: Not recorded. This item is stored in Site 64 in locker XS-12. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. This item smells of peppermint. Username/change hash: cmace1/6deb6caa Date: 2019-04-01 Tags: -Stub -location:l64-xs-12 -effect:smell:peppermint -ldrayton012:noeditt Short description of changes: Revert ldrayton012/790f1569: Project-64-TCD: Make entry conform to style template (automated edit). Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. + ECARB-2024-002-C Click to access - ECARB-2024-002-C Access granted Ethics Committee Amnestic Review Board note: This document is referenced in ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM. Meeting transcript (2019-04-01) The following is an automated transcript of a telephone conversation from Cody Mace, Site 11 to Leslie Drayton, Site-64. Voices identified as Leslie Drayton (Technical Writer, L2-B), Cody Mace (Researcher, L4). Log begins 2017-04-01T11:50:37-08:00. MACE: Is this Drayton? Leslie Drayton? DRAYTON: Hey, that's right. May I ask who I'm talking to? MACE: It's Researcher Mace. DRAYTON: OK, Researcher Mace, how can I… MACE: I told you not to touch my files. DRAYTON: …help you today? I'm sorry? MACE: I told you not to touch my files! How long have you worked here? DRAYTON: (laughs) Well, it's kind of my first day? MACE: What? What did you just say to me? You're going to get someone killed and you're laughing? DRAYTON: No, I mean… I'm sorry. I'm a technical editor. We edit containment procedures for style, but we aren't allowed to keep our memories more than one week, and Monday morning is when I have to re-learn everything. If I've made a mistake I'm truly sorry and I want to make things right. Can I ask what edit I should fix? MACE: I've already fixed it. DRAYTON: OK, thank you. Can I ask for my records anyway, so I can make sure I don't make the same kind of mistake twice? MACE: Edit number seven-niner-oh-foxtrot-one-five-six-niner. DRAYTON: Thanks, let me just pull that up. The sound of typing on a keyboard can be heard. DRAYTON: OK, I've got it here. I'd like to say sorry again for the wrong edit, it was an automated edit — MACE: Who wrote the code? How does it work? DRAYTON: I'll check for you, sir, one moment. It was (typing) oh, it was me. Uh, could I ask specifically what was wrong about the edit? I'd like to make sure my future edits are… MACE: You shouldn't be touching my files. DRAYTON: …safe. Uh, OK. Is this file… info-hazardous? MACE: What? DRAYTON: "Info-hazardous" — it's a word that means the document itself… MACE: …I know what infohazards are…. DRAYTON: …can be dangerous. What was that? MACE: I know what infohazards are! DRAYTON: OK, sir, to answer your previous question I've worked here for four and a half years, but because I'm a TCD I can only remember as far back as lunch on Friday. It looks like this automatic edit was applied to all Safe SCPs procedure docs that aren't tagged 'no edit' and that aren't tagged 'infohazard' … MACE: You are not allowed to edit my files… DRAYTON: …or 'memetic'. OK, sir. Maybe I could just say that this is a new project we're trying out. The only edit the automation would do is to move the words around, maybe add some tags… MACE: No! I've told you three times now… DRAYTON: …for clarity. Would you stop interrupting me? MACE: …don't edit my files! What? DRAYTON: Would you… MACE hangs up. DRAYTON: …stop interrupting me? Asshole! Username/change hash: ldrayton012/f15173f3 Date: 2019-04-02 Tags: +ldrayton012:noedit Short description of changes: Project-64-2019-430: Add noedit tag. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. Username/change hash: kmalone687/39a95cbf Date: 2019-04-13 Tags: ldrayton012:noedit +hr:HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION Short description of changes: HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION: Add investigation tag (automated edit). + HR-64-2019-003-B Click to access - HR-64-2019-003-B Access granted HR note: This document is referenced by HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION Ethics Committee Amnestic Review Board note: This document is referenced in ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM. The following is a transcript of a face-to-face interview between Leslie Drayton, Site-64 TCD, and Kevin Malone, Site-64 HR Business Partner. Log begins 2017-04-13T09:37:01-08:00. MALONE: Hey Leslie, how's it going? DRAYTON: Uh, hey. Sorry I'm late, I needed some coffee. MALONE: Well, you're here now. How's it going? DRAYTON: People seem nice. Is this a regular meeting? MALONE: What do you mean, a regular meeting? DRAYTON: Is this a meeting we'll have every week? I mean, that we have had every week? MALONE: The last time we met was (rustling papers) actually almost a year ago. Do you think we should be meeting more often? DRAYTON: I'm not sure (laughs) it's kind of my first day? MALONE: (pause) What do you mean, it's your first day? DRAYTON: Oh, I figured you'd know. I have to take these special drugs, am— MALONE: Let me stop you there. I'm your HRBP, but that doesn't mean I have all of the same clearances that you have. In fact, I'm not allowed to know anything classified at all, and I ask that you be careful not to tell me anything like that. DRAYTON: Oh, sure. Sure. MALONE: Do you know why we might be meeting today? DRAYTON: No, but… Am I in trouble? MALONE: Could you tell me about your relationship with Cody Mace? DRAYTON: I… can I use my laptop to check? MALONE: I'd rather you focus on the conversation, if that's OK with you. Just tell me in your own words whatever you think about Researcher Mace. DRAYTON: Right, sure. I don't remember meeting him. MALONE: You've never met him? DRAYTON: Well… I have to take these special drugs… MALONE: Does Cody supply you with these drugs, Leslie? DRAYTON: No — it will be a different person each Friday. This week it's someone called "Sara". But these drugs are special… MALONE: Let's keep on topic then, shall we? When did you last speak to Cody? DRAYTON: …I'd prefer it if you didn't interrupt me. MALONE: Sorry, Leslie. Could you tell me when you last spoke to Cody? DRAYTON: I don't remember. But that's… MALONE: You don't remember meeting him on Thursday? DRAYTON: (shakes her head) Is this like a test? To make sure the drugs are working? MALONE: You don't remember having an argument with him in the coffee lounge? DRAYTON: (shakes her head) No. I don't remember that. MALONE: Two people said they saw you shout at him, Robert Lyman and Jacob Eccles from Site 11. I wonder if you've met them before. DRAYTON: I… I don't think so. I… please, is this a test? I want a… MALONE: Do you deny… DRAYTON: …colleague present. MALONE: …throwing coffee over one of your colleagues? OK, Leslie — let me give them a call. Who would you like present? DRAYTON: My manager's name is on my laptop. Can I use my laptop? MALONE: Leslie, since you've not denied assaulting a colleague, I've had to suspend your account pending a full investigation by HR. Your laptop has been locked down. I should warn you that disciplinary measures can range up to and including termination or reassignment to Class D personnel. Who would you like present? DRAYTON: I… don't know. [silence] DRAYTON: This is — this is bullshit, that's what this is — this interview is bullshit and you're a— [MALONE terminates interview./ Note: Based on her own testimony and lack of engagement in the process I see no option but to recommend we demote Leslie Drayton. — Kevin Malone, HRBP Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. Username/change hash: ███████/39a95cbf Date: 2024-02-29 Tags: ldrayton012:noedit hr:HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION +ec:EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM Short description of changes: EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM: Add postmortem tag (automated edit). + EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM Access Level 5+ Only - EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM Access denied ACCESS DENIED Reason: insufficient privileges (L4, should be L5 or higher). This incident will be reported. Did you mean 'ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM'? + EC-2024-001-ZB Click to access - EC-2024-001-ZB Access granted Ethics Committee note: This document is referenced in EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM. Ethics Committee Amnestic Review Board note: This document is referenced in ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM. From: Dr. Yi <yiyuen1> To: Dr. Mace <cmace1>, Dr. Leeward <aleeward001>, Date: 2024-06-28 Subject: Peppermint sweets that change color? Hey gang, Got a skip here that wants peppermint sweets that change color. Rings any bells? Nothing in the database. Not crucial. Yuen Yi, Lead Researcher From: Dr. Mace <cmace1> To: Dr. Yi <yiyuen1> Date: 2023-07-01 Subject: AutoReply: Peppermint sweets that change color? Hi! Thanks for your email. I'm currently on my honeymoon! I'll be back at the start of August. If it's urgent, please contact yiyuen1 (Research) or kmalone64 (HR). Site Director Cody Mace Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. Username/change hash: █████████/01d6ed59 Date: 2024-03-05 Tags: ldrayton012:noedit hr:HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION ec:EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM +ec:ECARB-2024-001-POSTMORTEM Short description of changes: ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM: Add postmortem tag (automated edit). + ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM Access Level 4+ Only - ECARB-2024-002-POSTMORTEM Access granted This is a blameless postmortem. We (Ethics Committee Amnestic Review Board) are interested in past events only as they pertain to improving our ongoing processes. For the avoidance of confusion: The Ethics Committee Amnestic Review Board (ECARB) is owning this postmortem to do with amnestics The Ethics Committee (EC) is owning the parent postmortem of containment failure EC-2024-001. All follow up action items will be assigned to an individual before the end of the meeting. O5 Responder: █████████ (ECARB) Summary: Grievance/disciplinary procedures for cross-division staff using amnestics while resourced outside the Antimemetics division were incorrectly marked not in scope for process HR-SPEC-AMN-001. Impact (direct): 1 Foundation death(s); 0 non-Foundation death(s); opportunity cost of documentation updates due to lack of TCD staffing Impact (indirect): ███ Foundation death(s); ██████ non-Foundation death(s) (see EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM). Root Cause: Computerization of the HR-SPEC processes, contemporaneously with the launch of a new cross-division technical writing initiative meant the TCD job role was set up incorrectly. Detection: EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM investigation revealed SCP item that could have mitigated QK-class event had been improperly documented. Resolution: None. This incident was discovered during root cause analysis for EC-2024-001. Action items: Remember the 4 'R's: Re-contain, reclaim, remember and record. Reclaim: Retrieve Leslie Drayton (D-642034) from SCP-351 testing. (cmace01, FAILED — NO LONGER POSSIBLE) Remember: Add "HR-SPEC-AMN for cross-divisional staff" to HR review backlog. (kmalone64, DONE) Record: Add second strike against Site Director Mace. (█████████, DONE) Re-contain: Improve TCD work environment; TCDs to be amnesticised in 'cohorts' of no fewer than 3 to reduce isolation. (cmace, DONE) Re-contain: cmace to attend 6 weeks of inclusivity training. (cmace, IN PROGRESS) Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. It's safe. Username/change hash: █████████/3b17c862 Date: 2024-03-20 Tags: ldrayton012:noedit hr:HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION ec:EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM ec:ECARB-2024-001-POSTMORTEM +effect:color:many +effect:smell:peppermint +object:lollipop +location:l64-xs-12 Short description of changes: Make entry conform to style template. Item #: SCP-4353 Special Containment Procedures: Not recorded. This item is stored in Site 64 in locker XS-12. Description: A lollipop that changes color once a day unless you squeeze the bulb. Note: This SCP could have been used to prevent event QK-2024-001, but was misdocumented. Username/change hash: █████████/3b17c862 Date: 2024-03-20 Tags: hr:HR-64-2019-003-INVESTIGATION ec:EC-2024-001-POSTMORTEM ec:ECARB-2024-001-POSTMORTEM effect:color:many effect:smell:peppermint object:lollipop location:l64-xs-12 -ldrayton012:noedit Short description of changes: Rest in peace. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4353" by cara_donnelly, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4353. 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-4354	euclid	3/4354 LEVEL 3/4354 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4354 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation web crawlers are to search for and take down any mention of SCP-4354 instances. All persons affected by SCP-4354 instances are to be sought out and apprehended under the pretence of going through immediate tattoo removal therapy due to a production mistake in the ink used by SCP-4354-A. Apprehended individuals are to be contained in a Standard Humanoid Containment Cell until after the conclusion of the Superbia-Event, at which point they are to be amnesticized and released. SCP-4354-A is currently uncontained, but reports of activities matching the behaviour of SCP-4354-A are to be investigated. Description: SCP-4354 is the collective designation given to a series of anomalous tattoos, currently on the body of fourteen subjects in containment and an unknown number still uncontained. Two months after acquisition by an individual, SCP-4354 instances develop the abilities to change shape and move through skin cells. The specific way these abilities manifest is unique for all instances and dependant on the subject of the tattoo. 3 months after a subject has been tattooed with an instance of SCP-4354, they will undergo a Superbia Event. A Superbia Event is the complete transfiguration of the affected flesh into the likeness of the respective SCP-4354 instance, which will proceed to expel itself from the body of the subject, typically leaving behind large avulsion. There have, however, also been unique Superbia Events which only partially adhere to this description or not at all. Discovery: On 2018/07/21, videos depicting the anomalous effects of SCP-4354 instances started to appear on the social media platform Twitter. A disinformation campaign was immediately put into action and the first containment procedures were devised and executed but could not prevent the initial spread of information about SCP-4354. This led to a rise in popularity for SCP-4354-A and the creation of a significant number of SCP-4354 instances. During interrogation, all subjects unanimously report acquiring their instance at a tattoo parlour named "Pride Parlor" in Berlin, Germany. The business was previously owned by SCP-4354-A, a person of unknown identity, responsible for the creation of all SCP-4354 instances according to interrogated subjects. When Foundation forces arrived at the address the building was empty and SCP-4354-A could not be found. Despite all interrogated subjects supposedly meeting SCP-4354-A face to face, and being fully conscious while receiving their instance, none of them could comment on any specifics regarding SCP-4354-A, except for repeated insistence on their skilful handling of the tattoo gun and pleasant appearance. Addendum SCP-4354.1: Overview of SCP-4354 instances currently in containment Below is a table with a selection of examples for SCP-4354 instances currently in containment. SCP-4354-1 Image and Description 3 colourful butterflies spread over the arm of the subject. They appear animated and move across the arm, occasionally flying around each other in a manner resembling courtship behaviour. Superbia Event Over the course of 2 days, the depicted butterflies peeled themselves out of the subjects skin, leaving open wounds behind. Post Superbia Event Wounds of the subject were treated with no complications. The butterflies do not show any signs of anomalous activity. Further Handlings Adoption request by Researcher Zyn Kiryu has been granted. The subject was administered amnestics and released. SCP-4354-3 Image and Description A black line wrapping around the wrist of the subject, forming a lemniscate on the underside. It is animated as if moving around the arm, tracing its path. Superbia Event While the lemniscate remained a two-dimensional tattoo, the black line converted into a black string and detached itself off of one side of the symbol. Post Superbia Event Pulling on the string produces a seemingly infinite amount of it. It is made up of tattoo ink but retains shape and consistency through anomalous means. Further Handlings The usage of the string as a resource has been denied due to it dissolving in water and leaving ink stains upon touch. It was instead decided to neutralize the instance by completely dissolving it in water, leaving only the non-anomalous tattoo of the lemniscate. The subject was amnesticized and released. SCP-4354-7 Image and Description A green snake on the arm of the subject. It moves around as if travelling on a branch and attempts to bite objects that come close to its surface. Superbia Event The Superbia Event procedurally converted the tattoo into a live Eastern Green Mamba starting at the head and ending at the tip of the tail, at which point it fell onto the ground and fled to a corner in the room. Post Superbia Event The resulting loss of flesh and skin on the arm of the subject led to heavy bleeding, which was successfully treated. Further Handlings The subject is to be contained until a full rehabilitation from the wound and blood loss is reached. The animal was anonymously donated to a local zoo. SCP-4354-9 Image and Description A human heart on the chest of the subject. It appears to beat to the rhythm of the subject's actual heart, changing its rhythm according to their heart rate. Superbia Event A functioning human heart was expelled from the skin of the subject, leaving no flesh wound and the tattoo intact. Post Superbia Event Immediately after the conclusion of the Superbia Event, the subject collapsed with no heart activity. During the medical examination shortly after, he regained full consciousness and normal heart activity. Since then, the Superbia Event has repeated roughly every three weeks. Further Handlings The subject is to remain contained until a Superbia Event fails to occur for one full year, at which point it will be declared neutralized, administered amnestics, and released. The produced human hearts are to be used on-site as needed and otherwise anonymously donated to nearby hospitals. SCP-4354-10 Image and Description A simplified drawing of the subject's daughters, both of whom had died in a fire six years prior. They spend several hours a day walking around or playing with each other and otherwise lie down. When their names are called they look around with a confused expression. Superbia Event Over two days, fat tissue in the subject's body travelled towards the instance where it formed a growing lump. Shortly after the subject was brought into the site's medical bay due to extreme malnutrition, the lump burst, expelling a large amount of fluid and two live human newborns, connected to the arm of the subject by an umbilical cord. Post Superbia Event The subject was continually fed high-calorie solutions. The newborns continued to grow and age at different speeds, reaching the age of their original deaths within one month. They remained in a coma-like state during this time. When the endpoint was reached, they gained full consciousness, as well as the memories and personalities of the late daughters of the subject, according to her words. Further Handlings As both children tested anatomically, psychologically and genetically non-anomalous, both them and the subject were amnesticized and released. [DATA EXPUNGED] Image and Description ██████████[DATA EXPUNGED]██ ████ ██ ███ ████ ███████ Superbia Event ██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██[DATA EXPUNGED]██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██ Post Superbia Event ██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██[DATA EXPUNGED]██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██ Further Handlings ██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██[DATA EXPUNGED]██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██
SCP-4355	safe	A ROUNDERHOUSE Joint Coming Soon - Rounderhouse ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/4355 LEVEL 4/4355 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4355 Safe SCP-4355 in Rachimi Memorial Hall, photographed during initial exploration. Special Containment Procedures: Rachimi Memorial Concert Hall is sealed from public access. No personnel are permitted onto the stage or near SCP-4355. Description: SCP-4355 is a humanoid entity seated in the center of the performance stage of the Rachimi Memorial Concert Hall, located in Los Angeles, USA. SCP-4355 wears a black tuxedo, white gloves, and a tie. Since its discovery, SCP-4355 has neither moved nor responded to any stimuli. SCP-4355's face is only possible to view directly — photographs or drawings result in anomalous distortions. Viewers have universally described its face as "attractive", but fail to provide any further detail. Individuals who come within ten meters of SCP-4355 are subject to a complex memetic phenomenon. Those affected collapse to the ground before slowly crawling away from SCP-4355. Afterwards, any such individuals will only be able to focus on conversations about an unidentified individual, who is most often described as "the most important acting phenom of the twenty-first century". If conversation on another topic is initiated, they will invariably attempt to bring up the individual. Focused amnestic therapy has proved effective in reversing this phenomenon. It is currently theorized that an anomalous event occurred in the Rachimi Memorial Concert Hall which resulted in the creation of SCP-4355. Due to the lack of records mentioning the Hall and general lack of public awareness of its existence, this event is believed to be under the effect of an antimemetic anomaly. Addendum 4355.1 CCTV RECORDING ▶OPEN ADDENDUM◀ ▷CLOSE◁ During initial exploration, the security room of the hall was discovered in a state of disarray, with extreme heat damage across the walls and floor. The computer system was similarly damaged, with only the currently recording drive able to be salvaged. The drive contained a file, transcript attached. This video appears to be from a CCTV camera recording the main stage during SCP-4355. No audio is available. [BEGIN TRACK] 00:15: A man in a tuxedo walks onto the stage as the lights dim. The audience is seen applauding. 00:23: The man takes position in front of the mic, and removes an envelope from his breast pocket. He coughs into his hand before speaking into the microphone. 00:34: The audience is seen roaring in laughter for several seconds. 00:40: The man continues speaking before gesturing to the screen behind him, which begins playing an award nomination reel. Despite being portrayed as well-known actors and actresses, none of the individuals on screen have been identified by researchers or Foundation databases. 01:37: The reel suddenly cuts to black. The man and audience are visibly confused. 02:13: The lights in the theater begin to flicker. Through the intermittent light, the audience is visibly panicking, with several individuals leaving their seats and moving toward the exits. The man on stage is attempting to calm them, to little success. 03:51: The power returns temporarily. Several individuals are crowded around each exit attempting to open the doors, which appear to be barred from the other side. Hysteria rapidly spreads through the crowd, with several individuals visibly panicked. Of note, the individuals screaming are in close proximity to the stage, which is distorted by a hazy glow. 04:05: All screaming individuals collapse to the ground. Once again, the power cuts out. 04:13: The darkness is broken by a massive corona of light on the stage, around a dark, spherical void. It casts light across the theater, temporarily distracting everyone. After two seconds, the man on stage who is closest to the circle is pulled in as if in a vacuum. Within seconds, all individuals in the theater are being drawn in towards the dark circle, several clutching onto chairs or other inanimate objects. Notably, no inanimate objects are drawn towards the circle. 04:29: Over the course of the next one minute and twenty-four seconds, every individual in the theater is sucked into the circle. As more people are drawn in, the corona of light increases in intensity, until it is obscuring the lens of the camera. 05:53: The camera lens has been damaged by overexposure, and only a portion of the screen is clearly visible. The light in this area rapidly lessens, indicating the corona is disappearing. The theater returns to darkness. No further activity is recorded. [END OF TRACK] ▷CLOSE◁ Addendum 4355.2 INVESTIGATION ▶OPEN ADDENDUM◀ ▷CLOSE◁ Within two months of the discovery of SCP-4355, a suspected probabilistic anomaly came to Foundation attention. Homes in high-income neighborhoods in the Los Angeles and Beverly Hills region were being discovered empty and unowned in abnormally high densities. Investigation revealed local banks were inspecting properties they had offered mortgages on, only to discover the homes were not legally owned by anyone, despite displaying signs of being lived in. Among the homes identified as part of this pattern was a small 52 m2 studio apartment, notable due to its contrast from the other homes in the pattern. It was sparsely furnished with only basic necessities. Several documents were found in the apartment, presumably belonging to the previous owner. Notably, distortions were found on all documents, obscuring the recipient's name. To Victor S. Snyder Due to the date of your exit from Reed College, you will be refunded course tuition for the following courses: CW1839 - Intro to Creative Writing AL2729 - American Literature VA2810 - Intro to Visual Arts AT2042 - Intro to Acting and Theatre The payment should be made available to the account it was paid from within 30 days. We're very sorry to see you go, and wish you only the best of luck in the future. Sincerely, Bruce Smith Reed College Dean of Students To Victor Snyder Thank you for your literary submission to LIFE Magazine! It was passed through several readers and reviewers while we debated on what articles to include in the February 2016 edition. Unfortunately, we have decided that your article was not suited to this edition of LIFE Magazine. Despite this, we wish you only the best in your future endeavors. This does not bar you from any further submissions, and we look forward to any contributions you may have in the future! Regards, Joseph Calith Senior Editor, LIFE MAGAZINE (Eight similar letters were found, from March to October of 2016.) To Victor Snyder Thank you for your literary submission to LIFE Magazine! It was passed through several readers and reviewers while we debated on what articles to include in the November 2016 edition. Unfortunately, we have decided that your article was not suited to this edition of LIFE Magazine. Due to the high amount of rejected articles you have submitted, we kindly ask that you refrain from further literary submissions. Thank you for your understanding. Regards, Joseph Calith Senior Editor, LIFE MAGAZINE In addition to these documents, a paper document containing ritual instructions was found underneath a loose floorboard. On Second Death Man's physical form may die with the onset of First Death. But his memory can only be slain by Second Death. The following ritual allows one to stay her hand. Compile a small cache of ingredients. They will vary based on the holder, but follow a general pattern. A lock of hair from a lover - optional, as the caster oft lacks a source. A bowl of blood, enough to boil. The source is irrelevant - they serve as proof of commitment. Once the blood is added in, you cannot break the ritual without disastrous consequences. Scrapings of flesh from whoever killed your chances of being remembered. Their quantity is largely irrelevant, merely the fact that they exist. Sweat droplets - acquired during physical labor. Proof of effort. Tears. No caveats. These ingredients are to be combined, heated, and mixed with water before being ingested. Once they are ingested, you will have approximately four days to complete the ritual before your body begins coming apart. You will need souls. The ritual must be performed at an event, preferably one attended by as many notable individuals as possible. Their recognition will be used for your own legacy. ▷CLOSE◁ Addendum 4355.3 INTERVIEW ▶OPEN ADDENDUM◀ ▷CLOSE◁ A D-Class personnel was exposed to SCP-4355 for the purposes of an interview post-exposure. A transcript is attached. INTERVIEWER: Dr. Adam Travis SUBJECT: D-19873 [BEGIN LOG] TRAVIS: Hello, D-19873. D-19873: Hi! TRAVIS: How're you feeling? D-19873: Better. I'm not sure what happened. TRAVIS: You must've gotten dehydrated and passed out. You'll be fine. D-19873: Mhm, probably. Still, worth it for a chance to meet him. TRAVIS: Who's him? D-19873: Only the greatest acting phenom of the 21st century! He's stunning. Like, some people just have that aura around them, y'know? TRAVIS: Right. Tell me more about this person. Where did you first notice their work? D-19873: God, I couldn't tell you. He's been in like… everything. Every hit movie I can think of in the past couple of years. 'Course, they were probably hits because he was in 'em, but whatever. TRAVIS: Mhm. An- D-19873: Some people are just born for a creative life, I think. Your Kubricks, your Welles, those kinds of folks. He's one of them. Just an absolute star at everything he does. TRAVIS: So, what did you say this person's name was? D-19873: Um… oh god. I have it. Like, it's right on the tip of my tongue, I swear. TRAVIS: That's fine, take all the time you need. Silence. D-19873: Shoot. I'd probably know it if I saw it. [END OF LOG] ▷CLOSE◁ More From This Author More From This Author Rounderhouse's Works SCPs SCP-6456 (+183) • SCP-5227 (+283) • SCP-5375 (+133) • SCP-6000 (+1238) • SCP-5140 (+967) • SCP-4249 (+213) • SCP-2304 (+360) • SCP-5376 (+249) • ROUNDERHOUSE's Golder Proposal: Director's Cut (+107) • SCP-6423-ARC (+70) • SCP-8916 (+268) • SCP-5218 (+281) • ROUNDERHOUSE's Jade Proposal (+345) • EXTDOC-5495 (+264) • SCP-5377 (+182) • Tales/GoI Formats Do you like Huey Lewis and the News? 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SCP-4356	safe	Item #: SCP-4356 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4356 has been purchased by the Foundation and is being used as an MTF outpost and monitoring facility. Description: SCP-4356 is a 4-bedroom, 3-bath home in an isolated forest of Tacoma, Washington. The South-facing bedroom, designated SCP-4356-1, exists in a state six hours into the future. The temporal anomaly does not affect the physiology of those who enter the space, rather, it manifests as intermittent segments of audio from future events that are projected into the present time. Discovery: SCP-4356 belonged to Michael and Diana Kelly. Two incidents within their home brought its anomalous properties to the attention of Mr. Kelly, with the second incident being the point at which the Foundation became involved. The first, Incident-A, took place on November 3rd, 2017. Mr. Kelly believed he heard his wife engaged in sexual intercourse with an unknown man from within SCP-4356-1. Upon entering SCP-4356-1, he found no one present. The second incident, Incident-B, took place on December 17th, 2017, when Mr. Kelly was in his office and under the influence of alcohol, and Mrs. Kelly was elsewhere in the home. Addendum: The following interviews with both Kevin Schneider and Michael Kelly were taken on December 24th, one week after Incident-B, in efforts to better understand the anomalous properties of SCP-4356-1. SCP-4356 Interview Log 1: Kevin Schneider - Close Interviewer: Agent Hilda Myers, undercover as personnel from the Tacoma Sheriff's Department Subject: Kevin Schneider Foreword: This interview reflects Mr. Schneider's account of Incident-B. <Begin Log, 11:17 A.M.> Agent Myers: Hello, Mr. Schneider. Thank you for coming in. Kevin Schneider: Yeah, happy to. Whatever needs to be done to figure out what the hell happened. Agent Myers: That's what I'm here to ascertain. To begin, about how long had you and Mrs. Kelly been seeing each other? Schneider: Three years, give or take. She was miserable with that sorry sack of shit. Agent Myers: Is that your general opinion of Mr. Kelly? Schneider: That's the gist of it. He wasn't good to her. Agent Myers: Had Mrs. Kelly- Schneider: Diana. Agent Myers: I apologize. Had Diana ever described her husband's behavior as erratic? Schneider: I mean, he was a drunk. He was unpredictable, unstable. He was paranoid and had a short fuse and was generally unpleasant to be around. Agent Myers: So you have met Mr. Kelly? Schneider: A few times. Work events and whatnot. They usually had to leave early because he got way too smashed. Agent Myers: So Mr. Kelly's drinking was a frequent point of conflict. Schneider: That's putting it mildly. Last time I saw him was probably a month ago. Office party. She and I had spent most of the night talking and he was just sulking in the corner throwing them back, and I guess he got fed up and had a complete melt-down. He was screaming and throwing things and had to be escorted out of the building. [He pauses.] She was crying and she couldn't stop apologizing as she left. That was when I finally made my decision. It was him or me. Agent Myers: Tell me about the phone call on December 17th. Schneider: Well, there was no phone call. I mean, there was going to be. I was at work, and I was going to call Diana when I got home. Agent Myers: So this call you were going to make — you were preparing to give her an ultimatum. Schneider: Yeah, I was tired of waiting. I loved her, but I didn't want to keep loving her in secret. And I knew things would be better for her, once she left him. Agent Myers: At what time did you intend to make this call? Schneider: Well like I said, I was at work. I was working late and wasn't going to make it home until around 11. So I was going to call her at around 11:30. Agent Myers: And you're aware of what time Mr. Kelly said he heard that conversation? Schneider: Yeah, they said it happened at around 6. Agent Myers: Six hours before you were expecting to make that call. Schneider. Yeah. But I never got to. Agent Myers: And what did you think of what happened? That Mr. Kelly had said he heard the conversation that you had not yet had? Schneider: Well at first I figured he was just drunk and paranoid, before they told me all the details. But then they mentioned exactly what he thought he heard, and it was all the things I was planning on saying. That freaked me out. Agent Myers: Understandably, Mr. Schneider. I greatly appreciate your time here today. Schneider: Yeah, 'f course. Let me know if there's anything else I can do. Agent Myers: I certainly will. Thank you. <End transcript.> SCP-4356 Interview Log 2: Michael Kelly - Close Interviewer: Agent Hilda Myers Subject: Michael Kelly Foreword: This interview reflects Mr. Kelly's accounts of both Incident-A and Incident-B. It acknowledges the time discrepancy between his account and Mr. Schneider's, thereby confirming the anomalous properties of SCP-4356-1. <Begin Log, 3:34 P.M.> Agent Myers: Alright, Mr. Kelly. Are you ready to begin? Michael Kelly: As ready as I'll ever be. Agent Myers: That's ready enough for me. Tell me about the incident. Kelly: [He scoffs.] Which one? Agent Myers: The incident that first led you to believe there was something unusual about your home. Kelly: Yeah, that one. [He coughs once.] So, I've assumed Diana was cheating on me for a few years, at least. I was damn near positive. But she's…clever. Always has been. One of the things I love about her. [He pauses.] Loved, about her. Agent Myers: Could you tell me about what happened on November 3rd? Kelly: Yeah. Yeah. I had just gotten home and I didn't see her around. I figured she was off doing errands, getting her nails done, God knows what. So I'm putting away groceries when I hear it. Agent Myers: Hear what, Mr. Kelly? Kelly: Uh, the sound of…two people, having a good time. Together. Agent Myers: And where was that sound coming from? Kelly: The room near the kitchen. Down the hall a little, just past the office. I was just as confused as I was pissed 'cause there's no bed in there, we just use it for storage. Agent Myers: And how did you proceed? Kelly: Well I stormed in there, ready to rage. But there was no one there. I saw the window was open and figured they must have snuck out that way. So I run out the front door and look around the woods, just seeing red. I heard the front door slam shut from behind me and ran back into the house, saw Diana standing in the front room. She's got some take-out in one hand — Chinese, from my favorite place — and a bottle of wine in the other. Before I can start screaming at her, she asks me why the front door was open. Agent Myers: And that was because you had run out to search for her and the man you believed she was having an affair with. Kelly: Yeah, exactly. So I yelled at her. Started frantically searching around the house for the son of a bitch. Meanwhile, she's shouting after me, like, 'What the hell is wrong with you?' Agent Myers: Because she had just arrived home. Kelly: Yeah. I didn't want to believe it. I mean, I heard people in there, you know, doing the deed. But she showed me the take-out receipt. It was from fifteen minutes before I heard the sounds. It couldn't have been her. Agent Myers: And what about the room? You heard the sounds, but not only was your wife not present in the room, no one was. What did you think of that? Kelly: At the time, nothing. I was just… [He drops his fist down onto the table with considerable force, and the table shakes.] I was so fucking angry. Now I don't know what happened. Agent Myers: And what about the incident that came after? [Mr. Kelly looks down at his hands, which are shaking.] Agent Myers: Are you alright, Mr. Kelly? [He looks up and sniffs, then clears his throat.] Kelly: Yeah, I just… withdrawals, I guess. Agent Myers: What happened that day? Kelly: I was in the office, working, but I'd been drinking too and I kind of lost track of myself. I was pretty plastered. Agent Myers: Is that something that occurs often, Mr. Kelly? Kelly: I mean… [He lifts his shaking hands, as though in explanation.] Obviously. Yeah. Diana sure thought so. Agent Myers: Was that a factor in the breakdown of your marriage? Kelly: The breakdown of our marriage was caused by her being a cheating whore. Agent Myers: Could your drinking have contributed to your reaction to the day's events? Kelly: Probably. I don't think I would have done what I did if I'd been sober. Agent Myers: So you were, as you put it, 'getting plastered', in your office. What then? Kelly: Well the office is right next to the room. So I suddenly hear her voice coming from somewhere nearby. Agent Myers: So she was at home at this time. Kelly: Yeah. She was in the kitchen last I saw her. But then, I was hearing her on the phone, talking to someone. Agent Myers: Could you hear the other side of the call? Kelly: Yeah, it was on speaker. I heard all of it. I heard a guy — now I know it was that dick from her work, Schneider — giving her this ultimatum. Talking about how he wasn't going to wait any longer, and that she needed to make a decision. And she was reassuring him that she loved him. And he was saying shit about me, calling me a worthless drunk and insisting that she was too good for me. And then, after everything we've been through, she agreed. [He sighs.] She fucking agreed with him. Agent Myers: And what did you do in response? Kelly: Well, I got up. I was fucking livid. I stumbled to the room and I went to storm in, but the door was locked. Agent Myers: Do you know why the door was locked? Kelly: [He scoffs.] Yeah, 'cause I had locked it, after what happened before. I was freaked out so I locked it. Agent Myers: I see. Please continue. Kelly: So I'm pounding on the door and screaming for her to come out, and they don't even stop talking, like they can't even hear me. So I'm furious, and wasted, and I go to the kitchen and I take a couple shots and I think about what I'm gonna do, when Diana comes in from down the hall asking me why the hell I'm screaming. [Mr. Kelly pauses, leans back in his chair, and runs a hand through his hair.] Kelly: So as soon as she gets close enough, I grab the bottle of scotch and I swing it as hard as I can at her head. I actually heard the bones in her skull crack. I thought it was the bottle cracking at first, but when I looked at the bottle it was fine, not a scratch on it. Have you ever heard the sounds of bones cracking? Agent Myers: I can't say that I have. Kelly: It's this sickening sound. It sounds like someone snapping a thick stalk of celery. Agent Myers: What then? Kelly: She hits the ground. There's blood pooling on the floor around her head, and she's not moving. So I start to panic, get down on the floor and start shaking her but she's just not fucking moving. I start to feel sick, so I lean over and puke, and then I fall back and pass out. [He takes a moment and appears to be collecting himself. He draws in a deep breath.] Kelly: The screaming woke me up. Agent Myers: And who was screaming? Kelly: [He pauses again.] Her mom. She had come to do God knows what, maybe just popping by to say hello, like she did sometimes. It doesn't matter. She's there, and she starts screaming and she's calling the police, and I try to get to my feet, but I'm still wasted. So I stumble back and fall down and pass out again. And this time I don't wake up until I hear the cops shouting at me. And then they put the cuffs on me. Agent Myers: Mr. Kelly, what do you think happened in that room? Kelly: I have no idea what happened in that room, or why it happened. I just know I'm in prison and my wife is dead. Agent Myers: Well I think I have everything I need. I greatly appreciate your cooperation, Mr. Kelly. Kelly: Yeah. Glad I could help, I guess. [He pauses.] Back to my cell, then. Agent Myers: That's correct. Kelly: [He sighs.] Back to toilet wine and shit food and missing my wife. After everything, I fucking miss my wife. Agent Myers: Again, I thank you for your help, Mr. Kelly. Kelly: Yeah. No problem. <End transcript.> ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4356" by ViviSection8, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4356. 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-4357	safe	LiterallyMechanical Slimelord, by LiterallyMechanical For the rest of my work, check out LiterallyMechanical's Author Page A few of my favorites: SCP-4170 — The Dark SCP-4163 — The Tetris Prodigy SCP-5236 — Ethics Committee Inquest Item # SCP-4357 Special Containment Procedures: A standard steel-reinforced 3 x 3 x 1 x 1 meter 4-doorway is to be hyperspatially installed around SCP-4357. Respirators suitable for filtering noxious sulfur compounds are to be provided for personnel who pass through SCP-4357 and enter SCP-4357-א. At least one member of any away team must be familiar with the regional written language, and care should be taken to minimize contact with the local SCP-4357-0 population, if possible. A "No Entry" sign, written in the local glyphic system of SCP-4357-א, is to be affixed to the א side of the anomaly. Any instances of SCP-4357-0 who enquire about the status of SCP-4357 are to be informed that the building is under new management, and no rental units are available. The apartment building within which SCP-4357 is located has been acquired by the Foundation, and is now designated Clandestine Site-102. All Site-102 units are to be rented to Foundation employees, including the research staff for SCP-4357, at a discounted rate. Guests and family of researchers are strictly forbidden from entry to the building. Please contact Senior Researcher Richard Giordano to inquire about renting a Site-102 apartment. Description: SCP-4357 is a discontinuity in space, located in a fourth-floor hallway of an apartment building in Boston, Massachusetts. While the three dimensional volume of SCP-4357 roughly fills a standard American 6'8" wooden interior doorframe, the unusual hyperspatial structure of the anomaly extends a short distance into 4-space. Passing through SCP-4357 allows entry into (and egress from) a divergent Minkowski spacetime, designated SCP-4357-א, roughly 37 centimeters to the 4-left of baseline Earth. The dominant lifeform on SCP-4357-א, designated SCP-4357-0, is a species of large, sapient vermiforms, thought to be descended from early aquatic chordates. The progression of SCP-4357-0 civilization and culture bears remarkable parallels to that of humanity, having discovered advanced metallurgy and undergone a technological revolution within the past ten thousand years. The origin of the SCP-4357 portal is unknown, but is presumed to result from scientific or metaphysical action on the א side in or before the year 2009. SCP-4357 was acquired by the Foundation following the arrest of Hugh Dennehey, the then-current landlord of the building, for tax fraud and money laundering in September of 2015. Dennehey came to the Foundation's attention after several of the arresting officers were put on psychiatric leave following their reports of "monsters in the hallways." Under the guise of Federal agents, MTF-Eta-4 ("Men In Black") immediately moved to assume command of the investigation. The SCP-4357 portal was discovered and secured shortly thereafter. Several instances of SCP-4357-0 were encountered in the process, all of whom displayed some degree of non-violent, non-aggressive hostility to the task force. No human residents of the building were observed. Trace quantities of sulfur-containing gasses were detected in the hallways, matching atmospheric samples later collected from SCP-4357-א. High levels of humidity and elevated temperatures were traced to malfunctioning heating systems. After extraction from police custody, Dennehey was cooperative with Foundation scientists. He explained that he discovered SCP-4357 in early 2009, and subsequently spent several months establishing mutually-intelligible communication with nearby instances of SCP-4357-0. Ultimately, Dennehey evicted his remaining human tenants, and rented out all of his apartments to residents of SCP-4357-א. He accepted rent payments in precious metals, gemstones, and other resources that were easily concealed from the United States IRS. The building, now known as Clandestine Site-102, is currently inhabited by Foundation research staff engaged in the study of SCP-4357-א and its inhabitants. Notably, many of the former residents of Dennehey's apartments are still local to the area, and continue to express curiosity about Earth. One particular specimen, designated SCP-4357-0-A, has proved especially eager to communicate with humans. Selections of this specimen's interview logs are provided below. Interview Log 4357-0-A_10-02-2015 Interviewer: Senior Researcher Richard Giordano SCP-4357-0-A was provided with an electronic text-to-speech keyboard interface. Dr. Giordano: Hello. Can you understand me? SCP-4357-0-A waves a bundle of tentacles up and down, mimicking a human “nodding” gesture. Dr. Giordano: Alright. Do you understand who I am? SCP-4357-0-A: HUMAN SCIENTIST Dr. Giordano: Yes, that's right. Do you have a name? SCP-4357-0-A: SLUGGY Dr. Giordano: Uh, okay. Sluggy. Did your landlord give you that name? Hugh Dennehey? SCP-4357-0-A: YES. WHAT IS YOUR NAME Dr. Giordano: My name is Richard. SCP-4357-0-A: HOW DO YOU SPELL THAT Dr. Giordano: R - I - C - H - A - R - D SCP-4357-0-A: THAT IS TOO MANY LETTERS. IS THERE A SHORTER WAY TO WRITE RICHARD? Dr. Giordano: A… shorter way? SCP-4357-0-A: YES. I DON'T THINK MY TINY BRAIN CAN REMEMBER THAT MANY LETTERS AT ONCE. Dr. Giordano: Excuse me? SCP-4357-0-A: THANK YOU FOR TALKING IN SUCH A CLEAR, SIMPLE MANNER, AS THOUGH YOU WERE SPEAKING TO A HUMAN CHILD. IT MAKES IT EASIER TO UNDERSTAND YOU. CAN I CALL YOU DICK. Dr. Giordano: You can call me Rick. R - I - C - K. SCP-4357-0-A: I DON'T THINK THAT'S RIGHT. YOU LOOK LIKE A DICK TO ME. Dr. Giordano: I'm not sure what you mean. SCP-4357-0-A: THAT'S WHAT THE OTHER RESEARCHERS SAY WHEN YOU'RE NOT IN THE ROOM. THEY LAUGH WHEN THEY DO IT. WHY IS THAT? I DON'T UNDERSTAND. Dr. Giordano: How… what? SCP-4357-0-A: YES, THEY LAUGH ABOUT IT A LOT. PRETTY MUCH WHENEVER SOMEBODY MENTIONS YOU. Dr. Giordano: Uh, we'll continue this interview later. SCP-4357-0-A: SOUNDS GOOD. I'M RUNNING LATE, ANYWAY. BYE, DICK. Following preliminary establishment of friendly relations by Senior Researcher Richard Giordano, Junior Researcher Rudolph Harlan was assigned primary authority over interviews with SCP-4357-0-A. Until the end of Researcher Harlan's term of employment with the Foundation, interviews were conducted on a weekly basis. A selection of his interviews are presented below. It is the recommendation of Junior Researcher Harlan that any future researchers assigned to SCP-4357 read these interview logs in their entirety before choosing to relocate to Clandestine Site-102. Interview Log 4357-0-A_11-28-2015 Interviewer: Junior Researcher Rudolph Harlan Dr. Harlan: Hey, Sluggy. How have you been? SCP-4357-0-A: I'M OKAY. HOW IS THE APARTMENT? ARE YOU ALL MOVED IN? Dr. Harlan: Not quite yet, I still have a lot of boxes. It looks good, though! I mean, I do feel bad for taking your old unit. SCP-4357-0-A: NO WORRIES, I GET IT. WATCH OUT FOR THE RADIATOR, IT LEAKS. I THINK THERE'S MOLD IN THE WALLS, TOO. Dr. Harlan: Oof, I was wondering about that. Most of the radiators are jammed on, and we can't get the temperature down without shutting off heat to the whole building. I guess Dennehey never did much maintenance, did he? SCP-4357-0-A: HE DID, ACTUALLY. YOUR EARTH IS TOO COLD FOR US, SO THE HEAT AND HUMIDITY IS GREAT. HE WAS EVEN OKAY WITH THE SULFUR DIOXIDE. HE WANTED TO GET RID OF THE MOLD, BUT IT DOESN'T BOTHER US SLUGS. Dr. Harlan: Huh, okay. Thanks for the heads-up. I think the sulfur smell is going away, at least. SCP-4357-0-A: ANYWAY, HAVE YOU READ THE BOOK YET? I'D LEND YOU MY COPY IF YOU'D JUST LEARN DANISH. IT'S NOT HARD. Dr. Harlan: I'm trying, but Kierkegaard is pretty dense, even translated. SCP-4357-0-A: YOU COULD TRY KANT FIRST. Dr. Harlan: Is he any easier to read? SCP-4357-0-A: NO, BUT HE'S SUCH AN IDIOT THAT YOU'LL KEEP READING OUT OF SPITE. Dr. Harlan: Right, actually, Doctor Giordano wants me to get those books back to Earth. Our Earth. SCP-4357-0-A: HUGH GAVE THEM TO ME AS A GIFT AND I'M NOT DONE READING. DICK CAN HAVE THEM WHEN I'M DONE. Dr. Harlan: When will that be? SCP-4357-0-A: I DON'T KNOW, I'M JUST A SLUG. HOW MUCH LONGER WILL HE LIVE? Dr. Harlan: Well, he's about fifty, so maybe another forty years? SCP-4357-0-A: HE CAN HAVE THEM IN FORTY-ONE. Interview Log 4357-0-A_12-27-2015 Interviewer: Junior Researcher Rudolph Harlan SCP-4357-0-A: YOU LOOK EXHAUSTED. Dr. Harlan: Nice to see you too, Sluggy. SCP-4357-0-A: YEAH. DID I EVER TELL YOU ABOUT THE RATS? Dr. Harlan: No, I don't think so. SCP-4357-0-A: THE BUILDING USED TO HAVE A RAT PROBLEM. WE DON'T HAVE MAMMALS BACK HOME, SO WE JUST THOUGHT THAT WAS NORMAL UNTIL SOMEBODY MENTIONED IT TO THE LANDLORD. Dr. Harlan: What did you do? SCP-4357-0-A: DON'T BE GROSS, WE DIDN'T EAT THEM. HUGH SET OUT TRAPS. Dr. Harlan: Eat— I never said you ate them! SCP-4357-0-A: YOU WERE THINKING IT. Dr. Harlan: Oh, so you're telepathic now? SCP-4357-0-A: YES. Dr. Harlan: Wait, seriously? Your species has telepathic capabilities? We have to test this, hang on. There's a whole protocol… SCP-4357-0-A: OH MY GOD, RUDY, LEARN TO READ SARCASM. I WAS JUST MOCKING YOU. Dr. Harlan: Right. Sorry. SCP-4357-0-A: I FORGIVE YOU. Dr. Harlan: Anyway, you said Dennehey set out traps? What kind did he use? They just keep ignoring the glue ones, and I don't like kill-traps. SCP-4357-0-A: OH NO ARE THE RATS BACK? Dr. Harlan: Yeah. SCP-4357-0-A: CAN'T YOU ASK DICK TO TAKE CARE OF IT? Dr. Harlan: We, uh, well, the budget is tight, and he can't exactly call an exterminator. SCP-4357-0-A: WHAT ABOUT THE RADIATORS? IT'S STILL NICE AND TOASTY IN HERE FOR ME. Dr. Harlan: He can't exactly call a plumber, either. We're supposed to keep the windows shut too, because, you know. Clandestine Site. SCP-4357-0-A: SO YOUR LANDLORD IS MAKING YOU LIVE IN A RAT INFESTED, MOLDY SAUNA. IS THAT WHY YOU'RE ALWAYS SO TIRED? Dr. Harlan: Uh. I think we're done interviewing for now. Interview Log 4357-0-A_01-19-2016 Interviewer: Junior Researcher Rudolph Harlan Dr. Harlan: It's going to have to be a short interview today, sorry. I was hoping you could tell me a bit more about your species' hatching and growth cycle. SCP-4357-0-A: JESUS CHRIST, RUDY, YOU LOOK AWFUL. Dr. Harlan: Wow, okay. SCP-4357-0-A: NO, I'M SERIOUS, WHAT'S WRONG? Dr. Harlan: I… uh, so, your larval stage is aquatic, right? Do you reach sexual maturity as soon as you move onto dry land, or is there more development and growth first? SCP-4357-0-A: RUDY, TALK TO ME. Dr. Harlan: Um. Well, you know. Working here is a busy job. An exciting job! But I don't have time for, uh, well, much else. Especially with the "no visitors" policy, it's just hard to have… uh, so, your species tends to form long-term mating pairs. Is this to optimize the chances for reproductive success, or is there a societal reason as well? SCP-4357-0-A: WE GENERALLY MATE FOR LIFE. THERE ARE A LOT OF REASONS WHY. HUMANS DO THAT TOO, RIGHT? Dr. Harlan: Yes. Well, not always, no. I mean, that's the expectation, sure, but in reality it's more complicated than that. A lot more… uh, anyway, females of your species tend to be larger than males. Does this lead to any divergent roles in society? SCP-4357-0-A: YOU PEOPLE TAKE SEXUAL DIMORPHISM WAY TOO SERIOUSLY. HUMAN ROMANCE IS HILARIOUS. HAVE YOU READ “PRIDE AND PREJUDICE?” IT'S THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN. Dr. Harlan: I like that book. SCP-4357-0-A: LOOK, I'VE BEEN STUDYING YOU LONG ENOUGH TO LEARN A LOT ABOUT HUMAN PSYCHOLOGY. I'VE ACTUALLY SPOKEN AT A FEW CONFERENCES ON THE SUBJECT. Dr. Harlan: You're researching us? SCP-4357-0-A: OBVIOUSLY. WHY DO YOU THINK I KEEP COMING BACK? Dr. Harlan: I just thought… never mind. What does this have to do with anything? SCP-4357-0-A: MY DEEP AND THOROUGH INSIGHT INTO THE HUMAN PSYCHE TELLS ME THAT YOU'RE NOT ASKING ABOUT OUR MATING HABITS ENTIRELY OUT OF SCIENTIFIC CURIOSITY. Dr. Harlan: It's just that, well. We're not allowed to have visitors, or family living here, and it's such a busy job that I don't have time to go out much. And my wife, she, uh. She couldn't… Dr. Harlan is observed to rest his forehead in his hands, and remains silent for 18 seconds. Dr. Harlan: She just couldn't. Hey, let's talk a bit more about academia on your Earth. So, you're a scientist? SCP-4357-0-A: WOW, I'M SORRY. YOU CAN'T MOVE OUT? Dr. Harlan: Theoretically I could, but Dick— uh, Doctor Giordano needs the staff to be on hand here. SCP-4357-0-A: YIKES. WELL, AT LEAST YOU GET FREE HOUSING OUT OF HIM. Dr. Harlan: Um. SCP-4357-0-A: OH MY GOD, RUDY, DO YOU ACTUALLY PAY RENT IN THIS SHITHOLE? Dr. Harlan: We get a discount! It's, you know, it's pretty cheap. SCP-4357-0-A: YOUR BOSS IS MAKING YOU PAY FOR THE PRIVILEGE OF GETTING DIVORCED IN A MOLDY TENEMENT FROM HELL. Dr. Harlan: I mean, when you put it like that, it sounds… bad. Very bad. SCP-4357-0-A: RUDY, I LIKE YOU. IF YOU HADN'T EVICTED ME FROM MY HOME AND THEN MOVED IN BEFORE THE SMELL EVEN STARTED TO FADE, I MIGHT ACTUALLY CALL YOU A FRIEND. BUT YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND, FROM MY POINT OF VIEW, THIS IS OBJECTIVELY HILARIOUS. Dr. Harlan: I… yeah. Okay, I get it. SCP-4357-0-A: HEY. BUDDY. GO HOME AND THINK ABOUT THINGS FOR A BIT. Dr. Harlan: I am home. I live two doors down the hall. SCP-4357-0-A: HAHA YEAH, I KNOW. As of 1/20/2016, following Junior Researcher Harlan's departure from the Foundation and return to civilian life, no further interviews have been conducted. Interviews will resume following sufficient restaffing of Clandestine Site-102. More From This Author More From This Author LiterallyMechanical's Works SCPs SCP-4170 • SCP-4532 • SCP-5236 • SCP-3162 • SCP-4164 • SCP-4452 • SCP-4172 • SCP-4163 • SCP-3163 • SCP-4138 • Tales/GoI Formats A Frame Of Mind • Save Our Souls - Part 1 • Other LiterallyMechanical's Author Page • ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4357" by LiterallyMechanical, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4357. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4358	euclid	A pathway to SCP-4358 pre-containment. Item #: SCP-4358 Special Containment Procedures: The land comprising SCP-4358 has been purchased through Foundation shell corporations and is currently camouflaged as a power substation within the Iseult Park metroparks. SCP-4358 is surrounded with a barbed wire fence and inspected on a daily basis by containment officers. Only individuals maintaining a successful long-distance romantic relationship are stationed to contain SCP-4358. Containment officers will engage in mandatory monthly couple's therapy. Cessation of this relationship will result in a transfer without punitive action being taken. All incidents involving SCP-4358-ADAM and SCP-4358-EVE can be obfuscated through Protocol Parker-Barrow. SCP-4358-ADAM and SCP-4358-EVE instances are held for a full day then released. Description: SCP-4358 is a former lover's lane1 in Iseult Park, Ohio. Any two persons in a romantic relationship who enter SCP-4358 will have their bodies each taken over by two entities, designated SCP-4358-ADAM and SCP-4358-EVE. This possession lasts for a period of sixteen hours. There is no upward limit to the number of instances that can exist at one time. Knowledge and experience is shared among the respective entities. SCP-4358-ADAM and SCP-4358-EVE show no regard for the gender of the bodies they inhabit. Shawnee myth and accounts from early settlers suggests that SCP-4358 may have been active for upwards of four hundred years. SCP-4358-ADAM exhibits acute kleptomania and aggressive posturing. It will steal jewelry, knives, perfume, and automobiles, as well as express hostility toward entities other than SCP-4358-EVE. However, these outbursts are largely performative and rarely result in harm. This suggests that the goal is to impress or otherwise curry favor with SCP-4358-EVE. The psychological profile of SCP-4358-EVE suggests an advanced adrenaline addiction, which SCP-4358-ADAM consistently fulfills. SCP-4358-EVE will often use objects stolen by SCP-4358-ADAM to engage in acts of vandalism, including defacing storefronts, driving through mailboxes, and shredding tires. Once sixteen hours have passed, subjects show an inability to recall any events that occurred while under control. Both SCP-4358-EVE and SCP-4358-ADAM recall their actions across multiple instances. Interview ADAM-21: This was the twenty-first interview taken with an instance of SCP-4358-ADAM undertaken by Head Researcher Elliot Darcy with instance SCP-4358-ADAM-21. SCP-4358-ADAM-21 was a 40-year-old African American female. Darcy: This is Dr. Elliot Darcy. I am currently present with the twenty-first instance of SCP-4358-ADAM— ADAM-21: I have noted that I would prefer to be -EVE before. Did Eve not offer Adam the apple after biting it herself? So did I lead my love toward a life of being an outlaw. I am the instigator. Darcy: It's just a designation routinely given to two entities such as yourself. They make it easier to differentiate the both of you in speech and writing. There's no need to fret. ADAM-21: I register complaint nonetheless. Darcy: Noted. I don't mean to offend you. Time is very precious to you. I understand that. Time with my wife is very precious to me, too. ADAM-21: Is she beautiful? Darcy: I think so. ADAM-21: Her beauty surely pales in comparison to that of my dearest. You seem a cuckold. An impotent cuckold. Darcy: Actually, I'd like to hear about -EVE. Do you think you could tell me the story of your relationship when you were living? ADAM-21: Have we ceased to be and no one told me? Darcy: When you had your original bodies. ADAM-21: I was a man, a warrior, indebted to a great lord. A man to whom I pledged my sword and my soul. He was a cruel man. I did his every command. From something lowly, I came to be his closest bodyguard. I alone was given the positions closest to my lord, trusted above all to save him should all others fail. Darcy: And -EVE? ADAM-21: I think then she was a woman. A maiden dedicated to my lord's lady wife. And she was beautiful. The first time I saw her in court, I dropped my spear. I wanted nothing more than to be hers. But I was dedicated to my lord. It was not mine to take a wife and an heir. Darcy: How did you know this was reciprocated? ADAM-21: She came to me one night. I stood outside the chamber door, as the king wished to fornicate— Darcy: He was a king? ADAM-21: A lord can be a kind of king. It matters not. She came to the door. And she pressed herself against me. And I loved her, against the wooden chamber door. It covered my ass in splinter, but I was hers. Darcy: And then what happened? ADAM-21: There was a ring. A great ring with a great ruby inlaid. I was a fool. But in a fit of passion, I stole from my lord and gave it to my love. She took it, and we were as close as man and wife could be. We needed no priest, no officiant. We had a ring. Darcy: And your lord king found out? ADAM-21: How was I to know that it was the nation's seal? Matters of jewelry never interested me. And we were drawn and quartered. That was how we came here. I've told you this before. Darcy: Before you told me that you were a handmaid who stole from her lady. ADAM-21: Yes. Darcy: So which was it? ADAM-21: I don't think it matters. Darcy: Did you know that presenting a ring to the person you want to marry is a purely modern practice? ADAM-21: No, but that's interesting. <Points to Dr. Darcy's ring.> Your wife gave that to you? Darcy: I proposed to her. I suppose we bought my ring together. ADAM-21: The ring is shit compared to ours. Darcy: -ADAM, how do you suppose a couple from some kind of nonspecific European kingdom came to Ohio? ADAM-21: I never said European. Darcy: Do you think it's interesting that you believe you and -EVE to be tragic lovers from the Medieval era in a town called Iseult Park? Have you read the story Tristan and Isolde, -ADAM? Do you think maybe one of the people whose minds you went into knew the story? ADAM-21: The story is the same even if what you say is true. I would do anything for her. I'm the fuck-up. And if I gotta keep fuckin' giving her shit maybe then I can equal one one-billionth of the bullshit she's gotta deal with from me. Darcy: I'm sorry, -ADAM. ADAM-21: It's the same either way. Now let me go back. Unlike you, I intend to make my wife happy. If you would like, you could invite your wife, and we could perhaps give your bodies something close to passion. Darcy: Okay. That's fine. We can meet again at another time. End of interview. Interview EVE-22: This was the twenty-second interview taken with an instance of SCP-4358-EVE undertaken by Head Researcher Elliot Darcy with instance SCP-4358-EVE-22. SCP-4358-EVE-22 was a 37-year-old Hispanic female. Darcy: This is Dr. Elliot Darcy. I am currently present with the twenty-second instance of SCP-4358-EVE created while in Foundation custody. EVE-22: Alright, let's hurry this up. Darcy: You sound irritated, -EVE. EVE-22: I'd rather be back with the big lug than talking to you, doctor. You want me to tell you how I met them, don't you? Darcy: -ADAM told you about our interview. EVE-22: We don't have secrets. Darcy: Please tell me how you two met. EVE-22: It was—gosh! time is funny, ain't it?—the thirties? Maybe the fifties. I think, I think I was the star quarterback, and she was, what's it called? A bad girl. Like, I don't know. A greaser, maybe. She wasn't like anyone I ever knew. People weren't like she was back then. She stole. And she swore. And she smoked and drank. I'd never met a girl like that. Never met anyone like that. I loved it. Darcy: And it ends in tragedy? EVE-22: Nah. We're still together. Just a little blip, toots. Our parents didn't like us seeing each other. Well, mine didn't. I can't imagine hers cared. The principal got involved, even. I remember, he took us one at a time. She told me, she said all he did was yell at her. Say she was polluting a good man. He practically begged me not to be influenced by her, to keep on my path of being a good Christian boy. Darcy: And then what? EVE-22: That day, we stole the principal's car. Well, she did. I remember we went on, well, a little rampage. We had fun. Egged the sheriff's house. Slashed the principal's tires. But, we got in a car accident. I didn't really know how to drive so good. And we died. Boom. That's about it. Darcy: How do you reconcile the fact that you two seem to have been here for centuries with this story? EVE-22: Love's timeless, you idiot. Darcy: I've actually looked up the history of this place. There have been plenty of car accidents involving teenagers, but none were fatal. EVE-22: Sounds about right. Darcy: So your story would be false then. EVE-22: Nah. Darcy: How do you figure that? EVE-22: It's exactly what happened. I fucked up. And now we're stuck here. Darcy: You believe you're the cause of the anomaly? EVE-22: I think I'm the reason they can't go on. I'm the one who was changed. I'm the one who's nothing without them. It makes sense if I'm the fuck-up, right? So, I owe it to them. I owe it to them to love them as much as I can, forever. If my love keeps them here, you know, shouldn't I be serious in it? Shouldn't I take responsibility? Darcy: -ADAM has said similar things to me, -EVE. EVE-22: Sounds like them alright. But it's stupid. I love them. But they're so stupid. It's all my fault, all of this. Sometimes, it's good to go body to body. But, the time. Sometimes it's so long when we're not together. When we're locked away. Darcy: You've never spoken of this. EVE-22: You've never asked. Darcy: Where are you when you're not experiencing your love through another couple? EVE-22: Nowhere. Nothing. Darcy: Are you alright, -EVE? EVE-22: I wanna go back. You give us such little time. Darcy: It's expensive for us to provide suitable individuals. Consider transportation costs. EVE-22: I'm done. Let me leave, you bitch. Don't steal all of the little time you give me. Darcy: That's fine, -EVE. We'll speak another time. Thank you. End interview. Addendum 4358: Due to the considerable cost associated with allowing SCP-4358-ADAM and SCP-4358-EVE to continue their relationship, containment procedures have been changed under orders of Head Researcher Darcy. An objection by the Ethics Committee was overruled in a 8-5 vote by O5 Command. Containment procedures have been modified. Incident 4358-2: Two containment officers were found to have become instances of SCP-4358-ADAM and SCP-4358-EVE. They were found to have been involved in a romantic relationship, going against containment procedures. The containment officers claimed to have mutual infatuation with each other without any consummation. They have been penalized and reassigned. Containment procedures have been modified to the current version. Incident 4358-4: During a routine inspection, Head Researcher Darcy's wedding ring was lost. The wedding ring was found in the nest of two mourning doves (Zenaida macroura). Further observation of the region surrounding SCP-4358 has revealed multiple instances of aberrant courtship behavior manifesting in local wildlife. Containment procedures are to be rewritten immediately. Footnotes 1. An area in which couples congregate to engage in amorous activities. These areas are mostly used by teenagers or those engaging in relationships that were considered taboo at the time, e.g. of a homosexual nature.
SCP-4359	safe	Item #: SCP-4359 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4359 is to be kept in Safe-class Anomalous Locker 31 at Site-47. Requests for testing must be submitted to Site Director Dr. Parrish. Description: SCP-4359 is a kerosene-fueled brass Sash Lantern1 manufactured in 1923 with cobalt blue glass and a titanium mesh mantle. A chromium plate is welded to the fuel tank of SCP-4359 which is inscribed, "In case of Level-3 Emergency, bring to 100-mark of haulage adit and set on center of hall[sic]." Certain letters on the inscribed plate are, as noted in the transcription, stained with what appears to be Prussian blue. When fueled and activated via a built-in flint-and-steel rotary striker, SCP-4359 emits indigo, violet, and ultraviolet light in a 360° radius from the mantle. This light has been measured to roughly 100,000lx, similar to direct sunlight. Testing has revealed that, when SCP-4359 is used underground, light emitting from it will reveal dark red directional markings, designated SCP-4359-1, which are not otherwise visible on cave and mine walls. Chemical analyses performed where these markings appear reveal no traces of paint or chemicals from other such marking devices. Instances of SCP-4359-1 are uniformly spaced with approximately 10.5m between each. When observed for extended periods of time, instances of SCP-4359-1 will change directional orientation by fading and reappearing. The directional adjustment happens at random intervals and takes 1.36 seconds to complete. Instances of SCP-4359-1 will only exhibit this behavior in a sequentially linear fashion and will only affect one instance of SCP-4359-1 at any given time. The next adjustment in the sequence will always affect one instance nearest to the most recently adjusted instance. The prevalent theory suggests that instances of SCP-4359-1 undergo directional reorientation as some form of rudimentary tracking system. Addenda: Excerpt from — Acquisition File 4359-AAR2-A — Dated 30 June 2013: Due to reports of anomalous activity in or near the Crimson's Rest Mine, located at the foot of the Ruby Mountains, Nevada, MTF-Y-47 ("The Lone Rangers") were dispatched to investigate GoI-945 ("The Crimson-Sash Mining Co."). On 26 June 2013, one day after the lower levels of the mine reportedly collapsed and trapped one-hundred miners, MTF-Y-47 were instructed to pose as volunteers in the rescue attempt. According to C. Laradeca, Team Leader, MTF-Y-47, "The sulfur and methane levels in the mine were too high to risk going in too deep, but we found this unusual blue lantern about 46 meters in from the entrance. Richards retrieved it and made a comment about a red directional marker changing directions and pointing into the mine toward a miner who was just standing there in front of a red circle on the mine wall, but we didn't want to stand around breathing in chemicals, so we brought the lantern out with us." Excerpt from — Possible Supporting Documentation 4359-NV-1849-VC — Newspaper clipping from the Virginia City Observer dated 13 February 1849. Article title: Ten Miners Found Dead in Crimson Stope! — Recovered from GoI-945 offices on 26 June 2013. PLEASE NOTE: This clipping is heavily damaged and has been laminated to prevent further deterioration. … bodies of ten miners found mutilated at the bottom of the … … d limbs severed and stacked neatly into the gobbing around the entrance to the stope. … … Many of the torsos had strange symbols carv … … liot Lee Sash and Harold Franklin Crimson are wanted for questioning by local aut … … emely dangerous. These are dark times we live in, friends. We must stick togeth … [Hand-written on the back of the newspaper clipping in what looks like charcoal.] Look at all the stars glisten, like flecks of gold in a vein of quartz, just waiting to be extracted and refined. Footnotes 1. Manufactured by GoI-945 ("The Crimson-Sash Mining Co.") based upon specifications by Jasper Crimson II. 2. After-Action Report. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4359" by Reverend Fox, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4359. 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-4360	safe	SCP-4360. Item #: SCP-4360 Special Containment Procedures: The forest within which SCP-4360 is located is to be patrolled by no more than two guards disguised as forest rangers. Should any civilians attempt to come within 10 meters of SCP-4360, they are to be turned away by the guards under the cover story of an endangered species nesting in the area. Testing of SCP-4360 may only be done using Foundation-approved DVDs. Description: SCP-4360 is a Red Alder Tree1 located in a forest on Bainbridge Island, Washington. SCP-4360 is functionally and aesthetically identical to a television and DVD player, though still requires sunlight and nutrients as standard for a non-anomalous Red Alder Tree. Should any non-anomalous DVD be inserted into SCP-4360, it will play the program despite no obvious source of power. However, any programs played through SCP-4360 will typically be altered in some way to prevalently feature trees. Occasionally, words in English will appear on screen as well, either criticizing the program or praising it, depending on its material. Subjects who watch programs on SCP-4360 occasionally report a significant emotional shift, typically related to any critiques of programs displayed on SCP-4360. These anomalous effects are impermanent, and only last as long as the subject is in direct line of sight of SCP-4360 while it is playing its current program. Addendum 4360-01: Below is an abridged list of programs as altered by SCP-4360, as viewed by Researcher Caroline Fremont. Program Alterations to the Source Material Commentary Emotional Response A recording of a local news broadcast. All stories involved environmental protection, particularly the protection of national forests and wetlands. The weather report segment did not address weather across the county, but rather the effects of weather on the plant and animal life in forests. None. None. The same recording as the test prior. Stories were altered as previous, however the entirety of the broadcast was filmed within a non-descript forest. "Already saw. More tree." Subject reported feeling apathetic and bored towards the broadcast while watching the program. Subject was anxious and felt a desire to end the test prematurely. Episode 3, Season 4 of "Scrubs"2. All actors present within the show were replaced by animate trees. In addition, the show's title card instead displayed the words "Tree hopital"[sic]. Plot was largely unchanged. "Helpful? Help people! Is okay! Do you help?" Subject reported a "sense of duty to do her job" while watching the program. The 2005 horror film "Saw 2". All footage was replaced with an off-white placard displaying the word "Trees". Audio of the film played as normal. "No. Hurt people is no. You probably hurt trees to![sic]" Subject reported a profound sense of regret while watching the program. Footage from the 1969 Moon Landing Astronauts Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin emerged from what appeared to be a giant tree, and then rather than planting an American Flag, the pair dug up the lunar soil and then planted a sapling. The sapling grew to maturation within seconds, and its roots began to cover the entirety of the lunar surface. "Tree go EVERYWHERE…" Subject reported a sense of awe and amazement while watching the footage. Episode 2, Season 1 of "The Blue Planet"3. The entirety of the ocean is replaced with enormous trees. Fish are seen swimming between the trees as if it were water. Occasionally, the branches of certain trees reach down to the fish and wrap around them, then proceed to encompass them in bark and incorporate them into its trunk. "Alost[sic] forest! Almost trees!" Subject reported a sense of anticipation while watching the program, "As if something more important is about to happen." The 2013 documentary film "Song from the Forest". The footage was largely unchanged, save for several cartoon hearts appearing around the screen. "Yes! Yes! Thats trees! Yes!" Subject reportedly felt "warm and loved" while watching the program. A recording of SCP-4360. Unchanged. "Me? Oh…" Subject felt as if they were being watched while watching the footage, but did not express any alarm at this notion. Addendum 4360-02: On September 28th, 20██, Researcher Fremont reported that she had found a single DVD growing off of a tree branch at her home residence. Analysis of the DVD itself shows that while it is functionally and aesthetically identical to a non-anomalous DVD, it is constructed entirely of tree leaves and sap. Upon inspection of its contents, the DVD contained approximately four minutes of shaky footage of Researcher Fremont performing tests with SCP-4360. Throughout the footage, trees surrounding SCP-4360 bent downwards towards Researcher Fremont, surrounding her in their branches and occasionally penetrating her skin. By the end of the footage, Researcher Fremont is entirely enveloped in tree bark and has grown roots where her feet once were. Further examination of the audio from the footage revealed an unidentified voice. Phrases spoken by this voice have been approximated to be "Help the trees", "You a tree", and "You like me". Subjects who watched this DVD reported a feeling of itchiness beneath their skin, as well as a sense of calmness "as if they were being cared for" while watching the footage on a non-anomalous DVD player. Testing has not been done using SCP-4360. Due to the potential information breach, SCP-4360's Object Class is pending an upgrade to Euclid-Class. Testing of SCP-4360 is suspended indefinitely. Researcher Fremont is to be monitored for any further footage delivered to her residence. Footnotes 1. Alnus rubra. 2. Titled "My New Game" 3. Titled "The Deep".
SCP-4361	safe	 close Info X SCP-4361: Her Favorite Color is Red by Kybard; author's page Item #: SCP-4361 ambly.OP.ia server farm, side view. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4361's potential to reveal or retain sensitive and classified information is reliably contained at Site-15 by ambly.OP.ia, an autonomous software-based protocol.1 ambly.OP.ia is hosted in a small, Faraday-shielded2 Site-15 server farm. A team of six on-site personnel have keycard authorization from Dr. Markos or the current team lead. Daily, one member of authorized personnel must visit the server farm to view the physical readout panel at the entrance. If the panel's LED is green, no action is required. If it is red or orange, personnel will convene with Dr. Markos or the current team lead to determine whether software maintenance, a firmware update, or a restoration from backup servers is required. Directly observing SCP-4361-AV-X, regardless of clearance, is forbidden. Description: SCP-4361 is an entity that generates a four-second YouTube video each time its most recent YouTube video is observed.3 The complete known set of video instances have been collectively designated as SCP-4361-AV-X. Observing SCP-4361's latest video triggers a spatial-temporal anomaly that allows SCP-4361 to superimpose a new visual element onto its previous video using a file obtained from the viewer's computer. SCP-4361 will retrieve images or text for this purpose from the viewer's local storage, network-protected storage, or remote servers to which the viewer is or has been connected. This retrieval can bypass any known file encryption or electronic security. SCP-4361's ability to access data is connected to the viewer, not the machine used to watch the video. SCP-4361's range of access increases correlative to the frequency or duration of SCP-4361-AV-X observation. It has been hypothesized that prolonged exposure to SCP-4361-AV-X may introduce cognitive hazards. Video metadata, including the uploader username, video description, etc., are composed of malformed character strings. On March 13, 2019, Dr. Markos, in conjunction with MTF Mu-4 "Debuggers" liaisons, deemed this metadata irrelevant to future containment. SCP-4361-AV-X instances may contain both previous and current viewer data as well as data apparently produced procedurally or deliberately by SCP-4361, rarely including compressed audio. Details on non-viewer data are noted in former team lead Dr. Gina Handon's personnel file and personal log, archived within this file. + LEVEL 3 ACCESS REQUIRED - ACCESS GRANTED PERSONAL LOG: DR. GINA HANDON, FORMER SCP-4361 RESEARCH TEAM LEAD, SITE-15 Entries not pertaining to SCP-4361 have been omitted. Sample audiovisual assets provided for reference when relevant. ENTRY: 2018-09-26T18:00:33 Screenshot of SCP-4361-AV-1, provided by former site researcher Dr. Erik Sol. Classified information was redacted on retrieval. Well, Erik's been fired. Or transferred, I guess; they never tell me which. We've granted a provisional designation of "SCP-4361" to whatever stole his local copy of Procedure 4715-Waning Moon. God knows what that was doing in his damn Downloads folder. God only knows why he opened a YouTube link out of his personal email account while connected to the VPN. Oh well. I'll need to find someone else willing to save me one of the good bagels in the morning. Gotta love the email subject, though: "you'll love this honey just like our dear old Sally xoxo -mom FWD:: watch this video." Erik's mom never learned to punctuate, I guess. Not that I should throw stones; Mom has to ask me how to find her text messages every time I'm home. Sally is a sweetheart, from the looks of the photo. Reminds me of Ginger, Mom's cat, before she jumped off the banister. SCP-4361-AV-1 — that's how we're labeling the video — is bad news for Erik, but not that interesting in itself. Mu-4 sent techs our way to help scrub the classified data. No full task force involvement, not yet; it's just one video, not a crime scene. ENTRY: 2018-09-28T21:33:01 SCP-4361 made another video. Sort of. We had a D-class load AV-1 on his personal computer, and it spit out a new video instead, with all the same images as the last one except for a… very personal photo from the D-class's laptop. Guy turned the color of shiraz when we made him open the original file to confirm its origin. Even put his hand up to try to cover up his wife's… …well, anyway, SCP-4361-AV-2 is logged, and I think we've confirmed the temporal-spatial-anomaly aspect. Metadata confirms that as far as YouTube's concerned, this is the only video SCP-4361's ever made, and it's never been edited. I think I made the new guy angry, by the way. He was going out for coffee, so I asked him if he could get me a soy latte, and when he asked me what size, I just sort of snorted and pointed at him. I'm such a jerk about names. I'll need to sit with him this week and have a proper introduction like the professional I supposedly am. We'll need to coordinate schedules; he's working with the Mu-4 contingent on containment procedures for 4361. He's young, but confident. Hopefully just a few more entries on this one before we mark it Safe and put it in the proverbial box. NOTE TO SELF: Buy cat litter on the way home. Also, stop leaving your paper calendar at home. You never remember things when you write them here. ENTRY: 2018-10-15T05:56:40 Venti insists I call him "Dr. Markos" and that he call me "Dr. Handon." Ugh. I think it's an assert-dominance thing, even though he's an assistant junior who walked in here five minutes ago and I'm heading up the team. "Real professionals would address each other" blah blah. Men. He acts more task-force than researcher — very formal, goes on about multi-tiered Faraday cages or whatever lock-down containment plans he's brewing, before we even know what we're trying to contain. Plus he's making buddies with all the Mu-4 crawling around these days. It's a full task force commission now. Hackers with assault rifles make for a… tense break room environment. SCP-4361 shouldn't be that interesting to them — yet, anyway. We logged another quirk in the anomaly today: It's not purely web-based. Had another D-class watch the videos a few dozen times, using computers he used regularly and a few he'd never touched before. By the nineteenth iteration, SCP-4361 displayed a text file that wasn't on any of those computers. A poem, fourteen lines long. Not half bad if you're into sonnets. Billy (the D-class; nice guy, for a drug runner) squealed and said that he kept the poem in a "secret folder" on his home desktop. On the twenty-seventh iteration, it showed a photo of Billy hugging █████ ████████. Billy laughed, then squealed again, louder this time. Said he'd never met her, that the photo was impossible. Then he said he had a crush on █████ ████████, from back when she was a child pop star and he was a preteen. (God, Billy is as young as my niece. I wish we had more old-fogey D-class here.) Now, Billy might be lying — Yannis is working on corroboration — but it's hard to prove a negative. We could end up flagging 4361 as an infohazard, but I don't think it's urgent. I halted the test, though, mostly so we can re-test Billy in a few weeks to see if the effects reset — to see if SCP-4361 "forgets" him, so to speak. ENTRY: 2018-10-16T14:11:39 Source photograph for image render noted in SCP-4361-AV-640 on October 16. SCP-4361 grabbed a photo of Henrietta today. The one from years ago, where she's licking her paw; one of my favorites. I laughed at my desk and Venti turned, saw it, and screamed at me (!) that it was improper to use my own device to view an instance. I told him it was a personal cell phone, I told him I'd never connected it to the Foundation network, and I told him to mind his own damn business, but he was ranting all the way down the hallway. HR still hasn't responded to my request to have him transferred. He's probably some O5's nephew, knowing my luck. ENTRY: 2018-10-21T10:02:59 Billy was lying; it didn't steal his dream, he's just good at Photoshop - but. But. Something else is going on. We think it — I think it — … I'll be back after the testing. ENTRY: 2018-10-21T13:50:01 Christ, 4361 is alive. It's — no. I think 4361 is sentient. Billy's first re-test instance, SCP-4361-AV-502, had audio. Every other video has been mute. We were so caught off guard that we didn't even record it the first time. In the next instance, the audio was murkier, decaying faster than the images usually do. Still, you could hear it clearly: "You came back. Thank you. Please." She — it — sounded like a young woman, maybe seventeen. Hard to be sure through the distortion. Dr. Markos went off, of course. He kept saying we should quarantine the audio. Insisted it was as bad as a containment breach. I had to get Yannis to walk him out of the room like a damn nightclub bouncer. The Mu-4 sergeant — Daniels, I think? — stared at the door after they'd walked out, stuck in a useless daze. Why are they still here? At least now they can be productive. I had Daniels put his team on tracing a voice origin. A movie clip, a podcast, a home video; anything that matches the vocal profile. I don't think they'll find one, but it'll keep them busy. It sounded… scared. Lonely. So much for the proverbial box. ENTRY: 2018-11-14T15:48:19 I'm noting this for the record: Dr. Venti Markos wants research on SCP-4361 halted immediately. He logged a formal request, which I denied, of course. Then he yelled. Which I ignored. Of course. We think it can "see" the data, but we don't know if it can parse meaning. We tried some A/B testing. I think its favorite color is red. It definitely prefers cats to dogs. (Or, at least, prefers Henrietta to Yannis's schnauzer. I guess it liked Erik's old cat, too. God, I miss Erik.) No name yet; no audio at all since AV-502. We'll keep trying. ENTRY: 2018-12-18T18:02:01 VIDEO TRANSCRIPT. Dr. Handon sits at a desk in a bare room, facing a laptop computer. A microphone is taped down to one of the laptop's speakers. The camera faces the laptop monitor; a YouTube video channel is visible. Most prominent in the video image is the word "TALK". DR. HANDON: OK, let's get started. This — well, it just happened but I wasn't — I should have been (mumbling) need a proper record. OK so this is Gina, it's December 18, blah blah I don't have time for this. Dr. Handon clicks on the laptop trackpad. The video refreshes and auto-plays. SCP-4361-AV-872: (no audio) DR. HANDON: Come on. You just — Dr. Handon clicks again. SCP-4361-AV-873: (no audio) Dr. Handon clicks twelve more times. SCP-4361-AV-885: Hurts to talk. Please. Hard to tal— (video ends) DR. HANDON: OK! It's hard to — OK. That's OK, hon. Alright, so, for the record: SCP-4361 is definitely capable of responding to text or other communicative information embedded in whatever it grabs. Capable of understanding, I mean, though I'm not sure how well she — it can read. Or if it can always read what's written, or recognize what's depicted, or if it can see files that it didn't take. Can speak, too, but I guess speaking hurts. Dr. Handon types a brief visual description of Site-15 into a word processor, with a line at the top reading "It's OK. Don't talk." and a line at the bottom that reads "Show me this one if you are here." She saves the file, opens another, and types "Show me this one if you are elsewhere." Then she clicks the trackpad repeatedly. DR. HANDON: Come on, come on. If you don't grab it, this will take — ah. OK, so SCP-4361 confirms it's — wait. No. She took both…? Damnit. You need to make sense, girl, you have to tell me how to h — oh damnit they're here. That's enough for now. Let's — Dr. Handon's palm obscures the camera. Video ends. ENTRY: 2019-01-12T09:08:17 I'm continuing this research without Mu-4 authorization. My days are probably numbered, but I don't care. Venti found someone up the chain as paranoid as he is, and now a bunch of suits with no idea what we're doing here think I've exposed all our precious data to a security breach. They think I forgot our mission. Screw them. Whatever — whoever — SCP-4361 is, it's stuck. Scared. She's a kid in a well, and we're the only ones who can hear the echoes. I keep running data analyses on the instances. (Yannis knows he's risking his job to help me, but he's a decent man, unlike Doctor-20-Ounces.) Selection bias towards words like "help," "why," "stop" in single-word files. Selection bias towards photographs of faces expressing pain, fear, anxiety. I dumped a cache of medical logs into a subfolder, and she kept grabbing the ones related to migraine headaches and panic attacks. My finger's sore from refreshing this video. I need more data. I need her to tell me where she is, what's going on, and who's hurting her. Hurting it. Whatever. Damnit, I can't help her unless she tells me, and she can't tell me anything if she can't hear me. ENTRY: 2019-01-18T21:52:08 I'm nowhere with this. She still likes Henrietta; I even got a smiling face amid all the grimaces when I snuck in the photo of the big furball leaping at a falling leaf. Took that one last August, before the arthritis slowed her down. But "likes cats and maybe the color red" is still all I know. What's hurting her? Electronic interference on the server, maybe? Viewer device doesn't make a difference. It's impossible to even guess without establishing where she is first, but any time, any way I ask, I can't make heads or tails of the answer. Or, she can't understand the question. We've had stranger temporal situations with anomalies before, I know that, it's just… the others haven't felt so urgent. And I'm not usually so isolated. They caught Yannis sneaking the spreadsheet data my way. He's out of reach. I have to do this myself. ENTRY: 2019-01-21T22:10:49 Oh god. Venti, that seeping asshole, stole my personal research logs. I don't know how for sure, but the Ethics Committee doesn't seem to care that he probably brute-force hacked my keycode. No one cares. He's won. And I'll give the bastard credit: He's clever. Decent researcher, too. Better than me. He realized what was hurting SCP-4361 this whole time. I was. SCP-4361 doesn't voluntarily generate a video each time the page refreshes. Refreshing the page triggers a reflex response. Like a bee sting. And, also like a bee sting, whenever the response is triggered, it… well, it's like she's carving off a piece of herself, four seconds of video at a time, with a rusting knife. All the random file grabbing, the heavy breathing in the transmitted audio, all that panic and fear — not cries for help. Cries to stop. Every video hurts her. And I forced a new video every… five seconds? Faster, before my fingers cramped? (Ah. Red. "Stop." Just got that. Guess it wasn't her favorite color, after all. I hope she still likes cats.) This isn't the real horror of it. Neither is my continued ignorance about where she is or how to help her. Dr. Markos is the showstopper. He didn't just figure all of this out; he weaponized it. He's calling it "ambly.OP.ia" (what a horrid, cruel, obscure little joke). It's a bot farm, a bunch of networked computers, all programmed to refresh the video URL. Again and again, fast as they can without imploding the YouTube service. Each bot stuffed with blank PNGs. Scraping away any "sensitive" data, like she's a goddamn Etch-a-Sketch. I've never seen anyone smile like that, describing such a thing. All she'll ever see now is white noise. I read once that modern militaries who haven't banned torture, or the ones who define "torture" very narrowly, use loud noise as an interrogation technique. Decibel-obliterating heavy metal music, recorded grinding and static, discordant guitar chords, that sort of thing. Stacked like walls around the eardrums. That's who we are now. I can't save her. ENTRY: 2019-01-22T08:44:58 Here we are. The director promoted Dr. Markos to research lead. Made me watch the announcement before the Mu-4 grunts pulled me into an interrogation room. All greys and cold copper when they punched me in the mouth. Didn't know Mu-4 played bad cop like that. Groggy. Need to focus. They administered low-grade amnestics 13 minutes ago. Made me choke down the pills dry at gunpoint when I threw the glass of water. Guess they thought it'd take me at least the whole 15 to run back to my office. Cruel joke, they thought. Well. Proper security coming now either way. Guns and all that. Big arms. Even if I do remember, there won't be any way I could take down ambly.OP.ia on my MacBook. But I won't remember, will I? Hell with these people. Sent one more message. Think I jammed my finger clicking refresh. Even if it gets through, it'll hurt her even more on top of everything, but I didn't know what else to… I had no other way to… well, it doesn't really matter now, does it? Be seeing you, girl. VIDEO: SCP-4361-AV-1261, cached 2019-01-22T08:45:01 Title: 4B83054E8ABD8FA662E7D5D4178D60606F310D0F Footnotes 1. ambly.OP.ia was developed for this express purpose by Dr. Venti Markos, senior researcher and current SCP-4361 team lead. 2. Enclosed by a metallic mesh designed to block electronic communication. 3. I.e., each time a web browser resolves the YouTube URL.
SCP-4362	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4362: Achilles Defense Systems Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link. Music: I'm Lovin' It (Justin Timberlake) 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: Early prototype of ADS program. Item #: SCP-4362 Special Containment Procedures: Several devices that incorporate SCP-4362 have been stored at Site-95 for study. Otherwise, embedded Foundation assets are working with military organizations to ensure that equipment compatible with, reliant on, or comprised of SCP-4362 is decommissioned and destroyed. No further attempt to develop this technology is to be made. MTF Iota-10 ("Damn Feds") is to investigate leads regarding Mediagen and its employees. Anyone connected to Mediagen is to be brought in for questioning. Description: SCP-4362 is an anomalous technology integrated into the ADS (Achilles Defense Systems) program, which was later adopted by multiple military programs throughout the world. Because ADS used multiple interdependent anomalous components, it is all but impossible to isolate SCP-4362 from the systems of which it is a part. For this reason, all technology connected to or otherwise derived from ADS is treated as part of SCP-4362. ADS was developed by several private manufacturers as part of the Bowe Commission's 1995 Para-Force initiative (a project to create a highly advanced and fully-networked infantryman combat system). Components included magnetorheological fluid-based armor, headgear that provided a 360° HUD display, interoperability for "smart rifles" and "smart ordinance", onboard biometric sensors to identify medical emergencies and administer treatment, and a PAN (personal area network) that integrated these systems together into a single neural interface. After $27 billion and nearly a decade of development, the Para-Force initiative was scrapped in favor of a non-anomalous solution (the Future Force Warrior project). In the years that followed, multiple organizations acquired and cannibalized ADS technology for their own programs. In 2008, equipment produced by these programs started to malfunction. Examples included rifles that would not fire without internet access, medical devices with built-in pay-walls, and headgear with HUDs that only displayed extended service agreements. After examining these devices, Foundation agents traced the technology (SCP-4362) to a software company (Mediagen) involved in the original ADS contract. According to reports from the Pentagon, Mediagen had expressed interest in the monetization of conflict and the privatization of the military through the use of micro-transactions and corporate sponsorships. It is currently believed that SCP-4362 is some form of recycled anomalous code intended toward this aim, and that it was inadvertently incorporated into ADS. Addendum 4362.1: Incident Logs AUDIO LOG DATE: 2008/05/07 [BEGIN LOG.] DELTA: Command, this is Delta-Nine. I've got the target in my sights. Over. COMMAND: Delta-Nine, this is Command. You are authorized to engage. Over. DELTA: Understood, Command. Taking the shot. [Silence.] DELTA: Uh, Command? I'm having some mechanical problems, here. COMMAND: Delta-Nine, can you be more specific? Over. DELTA: It's not — the rifle's — VOICE: Thank you for using ADS! It appears you've reached your limit of free kill-shots for today. Would you like to subscribe to our premium Elite program for access to unlimited kill-shots? If you act now, you'll also — DELTA: The fuck is — VOICE: — be entered into the daily spin, where you can win upgrades such as free reloads, access to armor-piercing rounds, enhanced armor, and — DELTA: Shut the fuck up! You're giving away my — [Banging.] VOICE: — alternate skins for your — [Gunfire.] [END LOG.] AUDIO LOG DATE: 2008/10/21 [BEGIN LOG.] [Distant gunfire.] ALPHA: (unintelligible) — down! Put pressure on the — put pressure on the wound, right here. Hand me that pack. [Groaning.] ALPHA: Don't move. Don't move. You're gonna be fine, just don't move. Jesus. Jackson, give me those field dressings, the guy's bleeding everywhere. BETA: I — I can't get — the box isn't opening, it's — ALPHA: For God's sake. Hand it here. [Scuffling.] [Silence.] ALPHA: The hell? VOICE: Access to the combat medic class requires you to earn at least three hundred battle-points. However, if you'd like to purchase battle-points, we offer several payment options. ALPHA: Just open the hell up, you fucking — VOICE: The intent of our battle-point system is to — ALPHA: Jackson, hand me that rock. VOICE: — provide soldiers with a sense of pride and accomplishment for unlocking — [Metallic thuds.] VOICE: (static) — remind you — (static) — unauthorized use is a felony under — (static) [Thuds, followed by a sharp crack.] [END LOG.] Addendum 4362.2: Drone Incident In 2012, MTF Nu-7 ("Hammer Down") was involved in a conflict against Insurgent operatives armed with anomalous weaponry. Sergeant Miguel Perez acquired one of the attacker's firearms after his own weapon became inoperable. Although unable to fire it, Sergeant Perez provided the weapon with credit card information after being offered an "exclusive sponsored drone-strike pack". Immediately after this transaction was completed, six unidentified drones manifested above the enemy's position and eliminated them via sustained bombardment. Witnesses reported a voice overhead stating that "this drone-strike was brought to you by Miguel Perez in cooperation with McDonald's", and was accompanied by the sound of a commercial jingle and slogan. Sergeant Perez was later reimbursed for a charge of approximately fifteen thousand dollars to his credit card. Investigations into McDonald's involvement in the para-tech weapon industry are ongoing. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4362" by The Great Hippo, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4362. 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: weapon.png Author: The Great Hippo License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki Derivative Of: Name: LW high5.jpg Author: U.S. Army Program Executive Office Soldier License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4363	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4363 — Wake Me Up, I'm Living in a Nightmare Collabcon entry involving MC&D and Oneiroi Collective Authors: AlanDaris & Arbelict The first part of the storyline: A Business Dinner ~~ More Alan Stuff ~~ Item #: SCP-4363 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4363 and three of its copies (two on vinyl records and one digitized on a DVD) are to be stored in a standard Safe-class containment locker. Any experiments involving placing subjects into SCP-4363-A or transferring SCP-4363 to other information carriers are to be preliminarily agreed with the object's curator. Vinyl record containing SCP-4363 inside a testing chamber. Foundation-operated bot (I/O-INSOMNIAC) is to monitor the web for copies of SCP-4363 and associated anomalous effects. MTF Omega-31 ("Sticky Fingers") is tasked with investigating the received reports and removing media containing SCP-4363 to prevent its further spread, as well as capturing potential victims and distributors of the anomaly. Individuals affected by SCP-4363 are to reside in the medical wing of Site-224 and be put on artificial life-support. Individuals' condition is to be monitored by the Site's medical team, and their brain activity is to be analyzed with the use of special equipment. Description: SCP-4363 is a сognitohazardous audio recording consisting primarily of sounds of wind and echoing footsteps. Occasionally, other sounds can be heard as well. Examples include distant voices, fire crackling, and cries of crows. The amount and timestamps of these sounds vary on a case-by-case basis, from which it was concluded that the contents of SCP-4363 change slightly with each audition. SCP-4363 does not have a specific duration and will loop until stopped manually. Attempts to find sounds matching those reproduced by SCP-4363 in sound effect libraries resulted in failure. If a person falls asleep while listening to SCP-4363, they will enter a state similar to comatose (hereinafter referred to as SCP-4363-A). While in this state, the individual will experience remarkably vivid lucid dreams, with varying content with a number of details shared between all cases1 Individuals subjected to the anomalous effect during the same time period are able to perceive each other and communicate while in SCP-4363-A. Attempts to externally remove affected subjects always end in failure. However, the duration of SCP-4363's effect appears to be determined by the individuals themselves. Test subjects stated that thinking about leaving SCP-4363-A and concentrating on this thought caused them to awaken. For reasons unknown at this time, a small number of individuals entering SCP-4363-A2 are unable to leave it and remain under SCP-4363's effect indefinitely. Addendum 4363.1. Discovery Log: SCP-4363 was first discovered in a five-star hotel located in the town of ███████, Illinois. Foundation agents were pre-deployed to investigate due to an assumption that some of its residents were related to the GoI "Marshall, Carter and Dark" and possessed one or several anomalous items. At 24/06/2019, the Foundation discovered that the aforementioned residents were found in an unconscious state by hotel staff, who went to check their condition in the absence of any actions from them for a long period of time. All individuals were found lying on their beds inside of their respective rooms. In addition, vinyl records playing SCP-4363 were also found in each room. A total of five subjects affected by SCP-4363 were discovered, three of whom were subsequently identified as Senator ██████ ███, Archbishop ████████ ████ ██, and CEO of ██████████████ ███ Corporation; all confirmed clients of "Marshall, Carter, and Dark". The remaining two subjects located in a separate room were presumed representatives of the GoI. A few minutes after the Foundation agents arrived at the scene, a group of individuals, which had superiority in both numbers and firepower, entered the hotel. They were identified as members of the "Covenant": a private military company financed by MC&D. The parties managed to avoid a clash and conclude an agreement: the Foundation employees kept the vinyl records containing SCP-4363 in exchange for the return of subjects affected by the anomaly. The hotel staff and residents of the surrounding area were subsequently administered B-class amnestics. Addendum 4363.2. Experimentation Log: Following the discovery of SCP-4363's anomalous properties, an experiment to further explore SCP-4363-A was conducted. Four D-class employees (Designated as D-4363 from -1 to -4) with a history of practicing lucid dreaming and high memory retention according to the results of a preliminary test were selected. In order to maximize the quality of memories, all subjects were administered Y-class mnestics prior to the test and placed in a special chamber with equipment aimed at the analysis of the brain activity. Several minutes later, SCP-4363 started to play and the subjects were instructed to fall asleep. Following the subjects' awakening and subsequent interviewing, it was noted that their descriptions of the experience significantly differed from each other. D-4363-1's description D-4363-2's description D-4363-3's description D-4363-4's description Concept art of the location observed by D-4363-1. Subjects regain consciousness in a dark office room. Outdated typewriters, old-fashioned file cabinets, and an extensive pneumatic mail system are observed. D-4363-1 looks out the small window through which the outside area can be seen and concludes that it is night time and heavy rain falls outside. The view is obscured by the streams of water flowing down the glass, but the city lights suggest that the office is located in a very high building. Subjects further inspect the area. There are no light sources, except for the fading light from the windows. There are lamps in the room, but subjects are unable to find the switches. D-4363-1 notes that everything around seems gray and discolored. Individuals notice a person sitting at the table. Approaching, the subjects discover a body of a faceless white female humanoid reclined in a chair. Bright red lipstick is smeared across its face, and a sticking pencil sticks out of a wound in its throat. Old-fashioned plaid dress ripped at the chest and open wide. Near the table, subjects notice a humanoid body dressed in a business suit lying on the floor. Its head is fractured, multiple injuries are observed on its body, which rests beside a bloody typewriter. The subjects proceed and approach a door with the words "Director's office" on it. The translucent turbid glass contains cracks and a trail of impact. The other side of the window is stained in blood. Behind the door, subjects find the body of another female humanoid lying on the table. Its clothes are torn, many wounds are observed on its body, presumably inflicted by the stuck stationery such as pencils, compasses, and paper knives. On the gluteal area, there are traces of beating by a belt. The window in the room is broken. Subjects move forward and D-4363-1 accidentally trips over an inconspicuous wire on the floor connected to the record player mounted on the chair. The device is turned on and begins to play, subjects hear the sounds of female screams, hits, and a male voice shouting curses. Suddenly, with a loud noise, a capsule comes through a pneumatic tube. D-4363-1 opens it and finds a typed note with some the text crossed out by a pencil: > Dear Jane, I want to tell you, that the lawyers were able to completely disembowel Sturges company. So you will not have to play a part in this. The loan is completely repaid, but we will not be able to get anything from the percentage anymore. Wait for confirming documents from the accounting department and get back to me after getting them. I'm very busy and won't be able to care of them myself. I already told Gordon that I'm coming to that meeting. Director The subjects begin to hear the sound of running, coupled with heavy footsteps and rapid breathing. The sound echoes through the room, its source is unknown, but D-4363-1 observes that it is far and approaching. Subjects run out into the hall and see a man coming up the stairs on the opposite side of the room. The unknown individual is dressed in a business suit covered in blood and is holding a paper awl. The subject's face is hidden by a primitive mask made of several printed sheets pasted on the head with eye openings and a slit imitating smile. The unknown individual begins to silently approach the subjects. They run away to the opposite side of the hall, which has no end in sight. The chase continues for a considerable time, the office room with rows of tables seems endless to D-4363-1. The unknown individual is gradually approaching, catching up with the subjects despite walking at a remarkably slow speed. The end of the office hall becomes prominent, individuals observe a wall with a large number of elevator doors. D-4363-1 realizes that the group is cornered and attempts to open one of the doors, but fails. The masked individual quickly approaches the subjects, grabs D-4363-4 by the collar and stabs them several times in the stomach with a paper awl. D-4363-4 falls down and begins to scream while the blood starts pouring from their wounds. A moment later, several elevators arrive, their doors swing open, light from coming from inside of them illuminates the room. Groups of people dressed in black hats and cloaks, armed with pistols and shotguns, run out of each elevator. Each of them has a golden triangular police badge hanging on the belt. Policemen point the firearms at the masked subject and open fire. Office supplies and papers rise into the air from shots, typewriters and lamps are being torn into shreds. Unknown individual hides among the tables and begins to fire back with the revolver. Two policemen are killed, several more are injured, they are dragged to the elevator by their colleagues and sent to the lower floor. One of the individuals grabs D-4363-4, shouts something to them (D-4363-1 could not make out any words) and throws them into the elevator, then calls other test subjects. D-4363-1 enters along with other individuals, closes the door and presses the lever down. The shouting continues as the elevator descends into blackness. Concept art of the location observed by D-4363-2. Subjects regain consciousness during the night time on a spacious cobbled square, surrounded by many dilapidated buildings in the Gothic style. At the far end of the square is a gigantic white marble throne, which is far taller than all surrounding buildings. Subjects inspect the environment with delight. For an unknown reason, every step is echoing hollowly. Behind several Gothic buildings, a high tower with a cone-shaped roof is observed. Above it circles a large flock of birds. Blue light flashes with regular intervals behind the windows. Subjects begin to move toward the tower. The subjects are moving along the city's narrow cobbled streets. They then hear screaming and head toward the sound, discovering another smaller square near the tower. Hiding in the shade of the moonlight, the subjects look around. In the middle of the square, there is a huge pile of bodies consisting of people wearing medieval armor suits. The sound of the horn is heard, and a person clad in a suit of plate mail falls from the tower, crashing to the ground. A group of white, faceless humanoids in dark robes come up to their body, lift it with considerable strain and throw it into the pile. A small line of people in armor is visible near the entrance to the tower. Near them is another white humanoid dressed in a dark robe. The creature holds a long scroll in its hands and unintelligibly mumbles. The knight comes to it, bows his knee, leaves his sword against the wall and walks inside unarmed. Suddenly, the tower's windows are lit with a bright blue flash. The top of the structure is destroyed and a huge creature, visually similar to the hybrid of a crow and a dragon, flies out of it. The creature has a corvine head, dragon-like wings and tail, covered with black feathers, and huge clawed paws. Subjects begin to run along a wide street, stone blocks from a destroyed tower fall around them. The flying creature notices the subjects, hisses loudly and begins to chase them. The subjects dodge the creature's paws and try to hide from it in the city's alleys. After a series of turns and dead ends, the subjects enter the square, the only way out of which is blocked by the creature. The square is littered with mummified remains of white humanoids, as well as rusty swords, bows, and quivers. The creature charges forward and attempts to attack the subjects, injuring D-4363-4's face with one of its claws in the process. D-4363-4 falls to the ground and starts screaming. A moment later, with bright red flashes, a large group of unknown individuals appears near it. These persons are wearing purple robes with golden masks and high pointed headdresses. Unknown individuals are holding torches, metal staffs, and crystal spheres. Two of them are equipped with massive devices hanging in front, which rotate produce a sound similar to the howling of the wind. The individuals start to launch bolts of lightning and glowing orbs at the creature with the use of their staffs. The creature screams in pain, but then counterattacks by grabbing several people in robes into the sky and throwing them down. It then attempts to grab the rotating device with its beak but is driven back by the people with torches. A woman in a bright red robe approaches D-4363-4. She screams something at them (D-4363-2 could not make out any words) and makes incoherent gestures with her hands for a minute, after this a phenomenon visually similar to stereotypical portals appears near the subjects. The woman throws D-4363-4 into the portal which results in the subject disappearing. D-4363-2 sees the creature approaching them and quickly jumps into the portal, causing them to fall into the void. Concept art of the location observed by D-4363-3. Subjects regain consciousness near a massive wooden door, next to which there is a stand with the inscription "Welcome, 46th President of the United States of America!". Subjects enter the door and discover a large room visually similar to the US Congress conference room. All places are occupied by faceless, seemingly expired white humanoids. There is a burning smell in the air, D-4363-3 notes that it is hard to breathe. Subjects hear a roar in a distance. The floor and the walls begin to vibrate. Subjects move toward the sound, leave the hall and open the door, from which black smoke seeps out. Inside, they find a flaming room with a partially collapsed roof. D-4363-3 reports that the heat is almost unbearable. A stream of air rushes out of the room and carries out small burning pieces of paper that cause the fire to spread. Subjects begin to run down the corridor in search of a safe place. Behind their backs, there is a crackle of flames and sounds of collapsing structures. The subjects run toward a massive, glass door and find themselves in a spacious ballroom. The room is filled with white humanoids in formal costumes. A passing creature dressed as a waiter non-verbally offers subjects champagne from a tray. Subjects agree, and each one takes a glass. Present humanoids stand in groups and seem to be communicating by uttering an unintelligible "lowing". A nearby humanoid dressed in a uniform of Air Force general begins to twitch convulsively. It proceeds to do so for approximately a minute, after that the creature brings a glass of champagne to the part of the head where the mouth should be located. Putting the edge of the glass to its face, the creature tilts it and pours the drink onto its costume. At the far end of the hall is an orchestra of white creatures dressed in black tuxedos. In front of them, humanoids in evening dresses and costumes dance with each other. The room looks festive and decorated with ribbons and other attributes in blue-white-red tones. Black smoke begins to seep through the front door, but those present do not pay attention to it, continuing to dance and communicate with each other. Subjects finish their champagne and run to start moving to the far end of the hall. The only entrance to the hall through which they entered is enveloped in fire, the smoke begins to fill the room. Colorful ribbons on the ceiling ignite, fire engulfs everything around. Burning white humanoids run out of the smoke and fall down, twitching erratically. One of the entities approaches D-4363-4 and grabs him by the wrist. As a result, the subject's jumpsuit ignites, D-4363-4 starts to panic and makes several attempts to extinguish the fire, but fails. A moment later, ax blades appear from the wall and begin to vertically cut it with remarkable ease. Firefighters dressed in bright yellow gear and helmets labeled "O.F.D." start emerging from the slit. Subjects unwind the fire hoses and start extinguishing, flooding the room with water. Several firefighters experience troubles with breathing and fall on the floor, their colleagues run to them and drag them out of the room. Two more firefighters are crashed by falling fragments of the ceiling. The team leader then approaches D-4363-4, extinguishes the fire on their jumpsuit, screams something (D-4363-3 could not make out any words) at them and throws them into the slit. D-4363-3 runs toward the wall and attempts to make the slit larger by pulling the paperhangings, but trips over and falls into the void. Foreword: The following interview was conducted on 30\06\19, six days after the aforementioned test regarding SCP-4363's properties. While all three other members of the test group provided their versions of the experience within the first two days after the experiment, D-4363-4 was unable to do so. The following is the interview with D-4363-4 conducted by SCP-4363's current curator. Interviewed: D-4363-4 Interviewer: Dr. B. Bishop START LOG Dr. Bishop: Greetings, D-4363-4. Do you know why this interview was conducted? D-4363-4: I guess… It's about that dream, right? Dr. Bishop: Exactly. Several days ago you, along with three other subjects, were selected for an experiment with SCP-4363. After your dream has ended, you were required to describe what you saw, just like other test subjects did. In short, we need this information. D-4363-4: I… Can't remember, honestly. Dr. Bishop: But you should. You were administered a Class-Y mnestic. D-4363-4: I was administered who? Dr. Bishop: A drug that enhances your memory. You had to remember at least something. D-4363-4: Alright, I… Actually, I can recall something, but it's… Total gibberish. I don't even know how to explain it. Dr. Bishop: Try to do it. This information is needed for the research. D-4363-4 sighs. D-4363-4: Well, I recall that I and other guys saw some weird, very scary stuff. At first, we wake up inside some room, found someone's corpses… Dr. Bishop: Whose corpses exactly? D-4363-4: Yeah, I can't remember. It was like everything was constantly changing. You know, like it sometimes happens in dreams. One moment you see a gothic city, then some kind of office, then you smell burning. I was trying to concentrate on something, I swear. But I couldn't. And then… D-4363-4 shivers. D-4363-4: It's… This feeling is so uncomfortable, it's hard to even talk about it. It's like we saw something very, very scary. Send chills down my spine. I remember it approaching me, trying to do something to me. Something bad. Very bad. Dr. Bishop: I understand that it was unpleasant. But try to concentrate. What happened at the end of your dream? D-4363-4: I remember that this creature, or whatever it was, nearly got me, but then someone ran to me and helped. Some person… I think. Just threw me out of there and this feeling suddenly stopped. Dr. Bishop: Can you describe this person? D-4363-4: I would be glad to, but he… Or she… Was also changing. Their face, clothing, and everything around, it was all misty. I can't even remember their voice. I only recall that they were really mad and weren't very happy with us being there. Started to scream at me, said that we should get out and never come back. That they'll finish the job, and the Foundation has no business being there. Honestly, I didn't understand who they were talking about. After that… It felt like I fell down from a great high. Then I woke up. Dr. Bishop: Good. I thank you for your cooperation. Is that all? D-4363-4: Yes, but… Oh, wait, right. They said something else. Some phrase, but I don't recall what it was exactly. And I don't think it makes any sense. Dr. Bishop: We'll figure it out. Just tell me what you remember. D-4363-4: It was… Something about collaboration and keys, doctor. END LOG Footnotes 1. See Experimentation log. 2. See Discovery log. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4363" by AlanDaris and Arbelict, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4363. 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: VINYL.jpg Author: N/A License: CC0 Source Link: pxhere Filename: NOIR2.jpg Name: This historical photograph was provided by the Center for Disease Control's (CDC), National Institute for Occupational Safety and Health (NI Author: CDC/ Barbara Jenkins, NIOSH License: Public Domain Source Link: Public Domain Files Additional Notes: Image cropped and darkened. 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SCP-4364	euclid	Item #: SCP-4364 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4364 is to be held in a standard humanoid containment chamber on a medical bed. Daily peripheral parenteral nutrition is to be administered via IV drip. Any and all food requested by SCP-4364 is to be provided immediately. In the event of SCP-4364 expiration, a full autopsy is to be performed and an exploration team dispatched into SCP-4364. Description: SCP-4364 is a 28 year old human male of West-African descent who answers to the name of Benjamin Foster. SCP-4364 is 1.8 meters tall and 34.5 kilograms in weight. Evidence of extreme malnourishment and malnutrition are present, including ribs visible through the skin, extreme lack of muscle mass, and low levels of energy. SCP-4364's appetite is self-described as 'insatiable' and it will spend most of its waking hours attempting to eat anything it considers to be edible. SCP-4364 has not suffered any expected ill-effects from consuming materials which would normally be hazardous to human health. Despite a near-constant intake of nutrition, SCP-4364 has consistently lost weight since entering containment. Induced vomiting to discover the contents of SCP-4364’s stomach revealed no food or partially digested material, only large amounts of bile and blood. SCP-4364 has numerous tattoos, most notably the animate ink figure positioned directly over its stomach. As SCP-4364 consumes food, this figure will take on a distended abdomen, grow in size, and attain a content expression. There appears to be no upper limit as to how large the tattoo can become aside from the actual mass of SCP-4364 itself, and it has frequently covered SCP-4364's other markings by overlapping them completely. Other tattoos present on SCP-4364 depict various numbers in what are assumed to be ratio values. These ratios are 23:20, 15:27, and 6:19-20. SCP-4364 also has a small tattoo of a sleeping panda bear on its right forearm. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4364" by (user deleted), from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4364. 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-4365	safe	Item #: SCP-4365 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4365 is to be contained behind an electrical fence and patrolled by security personnel at all times. Any individuals attempting to gain access to SCP-4365 are to be apprehended, interrogated and administered amnestics as appropriate for their level of exposure and knowledge. Standard cover 'Condemned Building' is in effect. Description: SCP-4365 is a five-story1 building formerly known as the Redberry Hotel, located in Dernham, New Mexico. SCP-4365 displays no anomalous properties when ascending the floors of the building, or when descending it via elevator. However, when an individual descends the building's floors via the stairs, a range of anomalous phenomena will begin to manifest. When descending SCP-4365, subjects will disappear from the visual spectrum. This perceptual anomaly will continue until the subject has exited the building. Vanished individuals cannot be interacted with or detected in any way. For this reason it is believed that, upon descending, individuals are trans-located to an extradimensional space existing alongside SCP-4365. Further phenomena that the individual experiences is variable, generally increasing in intensity the further they descend from their initial location, but has been known to include auditory and visual hallucinations, the appearance of superficially human organisms and the manifestation of various ursine entities. In the majority of cases, the individual is able to leave the extradimensional space upon exiting the building, but approximately thirty individuals to date have failed to return following exploration attempts. Exploration Log 4365 On 23/06/2019, D-39993 was equipped with video streaming equipment and instructed to descend SCP-4365 via the stairs from the top floor. Dr. Hunt and Dr. Carè conducted observation for this exploration attempt. <Begin Log> (D-39993 descends to the fourth floor and, from the point of view of security escorts, disappears. Video shows no initial difference from D-39993's point of view. He stops walking momentarily as he reaches a hallway. Entrances to hotel rooms line each wall.) D-39993: Uh, hello? You guys, um … can you guys still hear me? Dr. Hunt: Yes, I can hear you. How're things on your end? (Pause.) D-39993: Um, well, kind of normal. I mean, it's just a hotel, I've not seen anything weird yet. Am I supposed to see something weird? Dr. Hunt: We, ah, we don't expect you to see anything too spectacular yet. Just keep moving through the hotel for now - and descend via the stairs to the next floor down once you reach it. D-39993: Yeah, yeah, sure, of course. That's all? (Pause.) Dr. Hunt: That's all, yes. Just… D-39993: Just…? Dr. Hunt: Before you go for the stairs, we'd like you to just check one of the hotel rooms. See if there's anything in … see if there's anything strange going on with them. (Pause.) D-39993: Uh, okay? (D-39993 moves towards the nearest hotel room and tries the door. The handle doesn't budge, and despite trying to open it for nearly thirty seconds D-39993 is unable to open it.) D-39993: Uh, sorry man, but… (A low growl is audible from the other side of the door.) D-39993: Yeah, uh, no. (D-39993 begins quickly walking towards the stairs.) <End Log> <Begin Log> (D-39993 descends to the third floor. As he exits the stairwell, a male individual dressed as a hotel employee2 walks past him. D-39993 reaches out to the employee.) D-39993: Oh, uh, uh excuse me! (The employee turns around and smiles.) Employee: Oh, sorry sir, I didn't see you there. Is there something I can do for you? D-39993: (to Dr. Hunt) What should I … what should I ask him? Employee: What should you … um, well, I think that's rather up to you, isn't it? (laughs) With no disrespect meant, of course. (Pause.) Dr. Hunt: Ask him about himself. His name, at least. D-39993: Oh, uh, what's your … Employee: Are you looking for the continental breakfast? D-39993: No, I - Employee: This way, please, sir. (The employee walks down the hallway. After a moment, D-39993 follows.) (The employee leads D-39993 into a large dining room3. Approximately sixty individuals of varying appearance and age are sat throughout the dining room, pouring honey onto themselves out of sauce boats. D-39993 stops.) D-39993: Uh. (The employee turns to face him.) Employee: Something wrong, sir? You must be hungry this time of night, right? D-39993: It's three in the afternoon. Employee: Yes, you must be hungry. Are you okay? Do you need to me to get a doctor or something? You're acting very strange. (Pause.) D-39993: No, no, I'm fine, I'm just not … I'm just not hungry, you know? Employee: You're sure? D-39993: Yeah. Employee: Well, suit yourself. (All individuals present bar D-39993 and the employee begin partaking in auto-cannibalism, particularly on the parts of their bodies where they had previously poured honey. No bleeding is visible during this process. D-39993 screams loudly and stumbles backwards, falling to the floor. As the camera looks back up, further honey is visible pouring from the ceiling. When this additional honey falls on the humanoid entities, their auto-cannibalism increases in fervor.) Employee: You're still welcome to grab a bite, sir. Are you sure you're okay? D-39993: What the fuck are you doing?! Employee: (audibly confused) This is normal, sir. It's the continental breakfast, yes? (D-39993 scrambles to his feet and begins running towards the stairwell.) <End Log> <Begin Log> (D-39993 reaches the second floor and collapses against the wall, knocking a small teddy bear aside. He begins hyperventilating.) D-39993: What the fuck? What the fuck? Dr. Hunt: Hello, D-39993, can you hear me? D-39993: Yeah I can hear you, what the fuck was that? Dr. Hunt: You were warned there could be some unsettling phenomena. D-39993: They were fucking eating themselves, man! (Pause.) Dr. Hunt: Yes, ah, yes they were. D-39993: Jesus… (Pause.) Dr. Hunt: I realize that wasn't the most, ah, pleasant experience, but we really do have to proceed with the exploration. D-39993: (sighs) Just give me a minute, okay? (Pause. One minute passes.) Dr. Hunt: Are you okay now? D-39993: (getting up) Fine, fine! Jesus. One more floor, right? Dr. Hunt: Yes. Once you leave through the front doors, the exploration will be over. D-39993: Alright. Just one more floor. (D-39993 opens the door and enters a hallway. An organism resembling a skinned grizzly bear is visible on the other end of the hallway. It looks at D-39993 for a moment, nods, then turns and walks out of sight. Due to its exposed musculature and organs, it leaves a substantial trail of blood and what appears to be honey behind it.) (Pause.) D-39993: Which way are the stairs? Dr. Hunt: Could you possibly take a look at the hotel rooms on this level? D-39993: No. (D-39993 begins moving towards the stairs. A roar is audible in the distance. D-39993 begins quickly moving towards the stairs.) <End Log> <Begin Log> (At this point in the exploration, observation became unstable for as-of-yet unknown reasons. Video contact was reestablished several minutes into the exploration of the first floor. D-39993 is walking through what appears to be a hallway. All surfaces are covered with thick brown fur and are pulsating softly.) D-39993: - uh, don't know if you can hear me, but there's definitely a heartbeat. Yeah, I can, uh, can feel it through my feet. Gross. Dr. Hunt: D-39993? D-39993: Oh! Hello, hello! Can you hear me? Dr. Hunt: Yes, I can hear you. Are you okay? D-39993: No, no, no I'm not okay! What happened? Dr. Hunt: We're not, ah, we're not quite sure, yet. It looks to be a bug with our recording systems, though, nothing to really worry about. Where are you right now? (Pause.) D-39993: Just a … just a hallway, I think. God knows why it looks like this, though. Can't get into any of the rooms, either, so don't fucking ask. Dr. Hunt: Alright. I have to say, I'm surprised you haven't proceeded to the exit by now. (Camera shakes.) D-39993: Oh, you're surprised? You're surprised? Guess what, friend, I'm fucking surprised too because I've been to the exit and it doesn't fucking open either! (Pause.) Dr. Hunt: Ah. D-39993: Yeah, yeah, ah. What am I supposed to do? Can't you guys, I dunno, come in and get me? Your soldiers can handle a bear, right? You've got guns and shit. Dr. Hunt: I'll, uh, I'll see about that - but for the moment, I'm being told there's an alternate exit through the building's basement. If it's alright with you, it might be best to check that place before we launch a rescue. (Pause.) D-39993: You … you want me to go even lower? Dr. Hunt: Ah, uh, yes. Are you okay with that? (Pause.) D-39993: No. (D-39993 begins quietly moving towards the basement stairs.) <End Log> <Begin Log> (No video is available for this log - the reason for this is currently unknown, with damage to the equipment and inconsistent signal having been proposed as possible explanations. A faint gurgling sound is audible. D-39993 is speaking with an unknown male.) Unknown: What are you looking at? D-39993: Your … your face, man. Sorry. (Pause.) Unknown: Oh. That's my son - I love him. Do you love him? D-39993: That's … I … Unknown: Are you okay? You seem kind of freaked out. D-39993: This is - this is fucking batshit, man. Unknown: No, this is normal. (laughs) Are you okay? (Pause.) D-39993: I - Unknown: Are you okay? Hey man, are you okay? You're acting kind of bizarre. (Audio cuts for approximately five minutes and fifty-five seconds. When it returns, the sound of birdsong is barely audible.) D-39993: (laughs) Oh, I get it! <End Log> Due to his failure to reappear outside out of SCP-4365, D-39993 is currently considered missing in action. Interview 4365-1: Interview conducted with former Redberry Hotel employee Samuel Lawrence. <Begin Log> Mr. Lawrence: So, what did you guys wanna talk about? This is kinda sudden, you, uh, you know? If I'm, you know, if I'm trouble for anything - Agent Marke: No, no, nothing like that. We just need to ask you a few questions. Mr. Lawrence: Well, uh, shoot, I guess. I mean, ask the questions. Agent Marke: You worked at a place called the Redberry Hotel a few years back, is that right? (Pause.) Mr. Lawrence: Well, sure, I think it was called that. I just did some cleaning for them. Why? Agent Marke: We're looking into some reports of strange phenomena going on at the hotel. Did you ever experience anything like that during your time there? Mr. Lawrence: Strange phenomena…? Oh. Oh! Is this for, like, a ghost hunting show? (Pause.) Agent Marke: Yes. Mr. Lawrence: Oh, nice. Will I be on TV? Agent Marke: Can't rule it out. So, did you see anything strange during your time there? Mr. Lawrence: Uh … uh, lemme just think about it for a sec. Weird stuff … weird stuff … (laughs) I can't actually think of anything … just normal stuff, you know? Will I still get to be on TV? Agent Marke: Do the words 'continental breakfast' mean anything to you? Mr. Lawrence: Yeah, that's where everyone pours honey and eats themselves. (Pause.) Mr. Lawrence: (laughs) What, you've never had a continental breakfast? Agent Marke: I … I see. One, uh, one other thing. (Agent Marke produces a photograph of the ursine entity recorded during Exploration 4365 and places it on the table.) Agent Marke: Do you recognize this at all? Mr. Lawrence: Yeah, that's the animal thing. The, uh, the big dog that walks around, yeah? (Pause.) Agent Marke: That's a … that's a bear, isn't it? Mr. Lawrence: A bear? (laughs) What the fuck's a bear? <End Log> Footnotes 1. The building also has a basement. 2. Analysis of the footage shows no matches in any facial databases for this individual. 3. This room does not exist within the actual third floor. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4365" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4365. 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-4366	euclid	Fig 1.1: Deceased specimen of SCP-4366 (inspection by Dr. Qantim, pictured). ✖ Item #: SCP-4366 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the social nature of SCP-4366, instances in the wild are to remain in the forests of Reykjavík, Iceland and have reduced social interaction beyond its own species. A field of exclusion, disguised as a strict No-Hunting nature reserve, has been set up surrounding the Elliðaárdalur valley. Any large, shining objects are to be kept away from these forests due to the risk of SCP-4366 instances taking them away. Description: SCP-4366 are a species of large avian organisms believed to be one of the few species ever recorded to have developed antimemetic camouflage1 as a way to ward off predators, giving the species a better chance at survival. However, this perceptual camouflage goes away upon expiration of the organism. The species is native and endemic to the forests of the Elliðaárdalur valley in Reykjavík, Iceland. SCP-4366 is currently the largest flying species on record and is believed to have been around since the Pleistocene epoch2. SCP-4366 organisms range from black to dark brown in coloration, have a wingspan of over 6.8 to 7.2 meters, and weighs 98 to 127 kg. The species has a pseudo beak and six eyes with three on each side of the head. SCP-4366 lacks the need to eat, drink, or sleep, but breathe through gills located on the underside of the wings which are capable of diffusing sound; presumably to decrease chances of getting caught by predators. They are capable of taking in Nitrogen from the atmosphere and converting it into Oxygen as a waste product. SCP-4366 are capable of vocalization. Sounds made from SCP-4366 organisms are made at a higher frequency than humans are capable of hearing and have no anomalous properties.3 Vocalizations are described as high-pitched "purring" and clicking noises which seem to indicate a form of communication between other SCP-4366 instances. SCP-4366 have also been known to take large objects that reflect light. The reason for this is unknown4. Addendum 4366.01: Memo regarding SCP-4366's biology Access File_4366.01 Access Granted. =Warning: Top Secret= Foundation Site-98/4366 Confidential The following information below is exclusive to those working under the operation of the Department of Extradimensional Anomalies. Fig 1.2: Microscopic analysis of SCP-4366's cells taken from the expired subject (pictured above). SCP-4366 is one of the few species alive and known to us today that have developed strong antimemetic camouflage as an adaptation against predators. What we don't know is why their vitals are all wrong: Their anatomical structure, biochemical processes, and physiology are all wrong. Working alongside Dr. Phoenix, we discovered that SCP-4366 shares the same DNA sequence with birds; specifically, Corvus corax varius: The Icelandic Raven. None of it makes much sense, why would they share the same DNA match but look radically different? The answer is simple: They're not from our Earth. No, no, they're not extraterrestrial. Instead, they originate from a higher echelon of existence. Let me explain: The subatomic particles that make up our universe vibrate at a certain speed. We call this "Dimensional Frequency" as the higher the frequency or vibration, the higher up the particles are in dimension. The cellular structure of SCP-4366 vibrates much, much higher than our baseline frequency. If you were to make matter from our universe vibrate at this speed, the object would slowly cease to exist at the subatomic level. But the same process doesn't occur here. No cellular degeneration. This matter is specialized to vibrate at this speed, as does all matter in our world in our dimension. But this only raises more questions… how did these things get here in the first place? Matter with a lower dimensional constant shouldn't be able to perceive entities of higher dimensions and vice-versa. It's impossible. Hell, it should be impossible. I'm going to submit a formal request to take in the project. It's fascinating, but even as it exists, this is pretty anomalous even for a regular anomaly. - Dr. MacWarren, Department Head Addendum 4366.02: Object of Interest INPUT L5 CLEARANCE CODE/4366/EYES ONLY CLEARANCE CODE ACCEPTED =Warning: Top Secret= Foundation Site-98/4366 Confidential The following information below is exclusive to those working under the operation of the Department of Extradimensional Anomalies. Fig 1.3: Object of Interest recovered near the northeastern fence of the exclusion zone. Date: November 3, 2019 History: On 11/03/19, during a routine inspection of SCP-4366's exclusion zone, MTF Lambda-4 Agent Brown discovered a reflective metallic object poking out from under the ground near the northeastern side of the zone. Agent Brown sent a recovery crew to unearth the object out of protocol that any SCP-4366 flying overhead would notice the shining object and attempt to remove it; damaging the zone's fence in the process. Description of Object: Upon recovery of the object, it was noted to possess technology found in Scranton-Marlowe Topology Stabilizers (SMTS) and Scranton Reality Anchors (SRA). The rest of the object's contents appear to serve an unknown function. As the object itself was deemed non-functioning, it was dismantled and later identified to be similar in design to a Gears-Morgan Dimensional Frequency Stabilizer; A device designed to stabilize the vibrational frequencies in exotic matter. Currently in its conceptual stage of development as part of Project STEPPING STONE under the supervision of the project's lead directors, Dr. Charles Gears and Dr. Terrence Morgan5. Further inspection of the object shows that it was capable of processing subatomic particles and ejecting them under different qualities. An impossibility thought as plausible based on the theories and works of Dr. Hume, despite the amount of energy needed and the limitations of current developing technologies that are required to do so. Further research into the properties of the device and how it ended up inside SCP-4366's enclosure is still ongoing. Footnotes 1. For more information relating to the anomalous nature and adaptation of living organisms, see Aers, Woedenaz, Phoenix & Qantim (2011). "That's Not How Evolution Works, Right?" SCP Foundation Journal of Antimemetics and Informational Hazards, 44(3), p657-719. 2. The geological epoch which lasted from 2,588,000 to 11,700 years ago, and the sixth epoch of the Cenozoic Era. 3. Frequency was compared to that of SCP-4340, another anomaly related to forest avians. 4. Due to their perceptual camouflage, objects taken by SCP-4366 organisms are often described as "flying, floating lights" or UFOs. 5. Further information regarding the technological applications of this device are classified under O5 Command.
SCP-4367	safe	SCP-4367 Item #: SCP-4367 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4367 is kept suspended using a gyroscope which prevents any of its sides from making contact with another surface. This mechanism is situated inside a containment locker located at Site-77. Any container used to store or transport SCP-4367 must be capable of withstanding earthquakes measuring up to 7.0 on the Richter scale. All physical handling of SCP-4367 is to be performed using mechanical assistance. Description: SCP-4367 is a six sided die which alters local probabilities when it is rolled. The exact scope of its effect is not fully understood, but does not appear to be substantial. The feeling of using SCP-4367 in the context of being thrown has been described as “satisfying” and a generally pleasant action to perform. The surface of SCP-4367 is translucent apart from symbolic engravings on each of its sides. These symbols are arranged similarly to the appearance of a standard six-sided die configuration. In order of quantity the emblems are a lightning bolt, two snowflakes, three drops of water, four brown circles, five red triangles, and six waving lines radiating from the center of that side. A pamphlet found alongside SCP-4367 describes numerous potential effects which may occur after rolling. Utilizing flowery language and alluding to various aspects of mysticism, each side of the die is ascribed multiple and occasionally overlapping properties. Opening Page ENERGY SERENITY PURITY STABILITY RIGHTEOUSNESS DIVINITY ODD ENERGY DISSEMBLER We have known since ancient times of powers of magnetism and dowsing in Binding on our souls and intwined to the natural forces of the Universe. Living weighs the soul down and throws open the doors to a rushing ever-present living space pulling predicting movement and flowing in all manner of random directions. This leaflet companion piece will ensure that pulling on the strings which bind everything to material places will not lead to your eradication, but emancipation. ENERGY is used by universal actors in pursuit of SERENITY. When we speak of ENERGY it is too often in the wrapper of objectivist material concepts like battery. School textbooks describe ENERGY in wholly pedestrian terms. Lightning bolts are singular moments of natural history. Some people feel as though ENERGY can be defined through these physical terms. Those who know better can talk of ENERGY as the power of the universe flowing through time and space to strike suddenly and severely upon the limited space of worlds which we can see. The Sun links ENERGY through to DIVINITY and from that space all those walking on life's stage are able to ascend if they can let go of their preconceived notions. SERENITY means peace in all things, calm balance amid a tilting universe. At the center of all emotional and physical turbulence is an eye which all of our focus must be placed into for our best chance of being the very best. Two snowflakes can never look the same. All of the millions of actors in a blizzard of bits must each complement the other while staying unique. Existing briefly they have found perfect SERENITY and worrying is never inherently present in a snowstorm. SERENITY rolls reflect on the peace of users. Inner strifes will come out as a material focus from a hopefully peaceful intent. Let the world pass by with calm contemplation. Hysterical tears and bubbling weeps bring PURITY through the shedding of negative emotions and distressing memories. Purity is not removing the darkness or exorcising all demons but the process of coming to terms with our own bad blood. Three droplets of water refresh like a shower with pain dripping off our legs down a dirty drain. Gone from life is the wretched ENERGY which counteracted every motivation and desire with inertia until material desires were all that remained! PURITY washes away everything which we fear to accept along with what we have accepted out of fear. Cleansing water bursts the dam of self-denying decrees and sweeps the roller towards their complete self-actualization. STABILITY is four brown circles, possibly symbolizing stone. SERENITY and PURITY come before STABILITY, all powered by ENERGY. Once one is passed others must soon follow. They will all come together when they go. Once the absence of Counterweights is undertaken a whole self is centered at their middle point of the universe. Anywhere can be the middle of the universe if ENERGY is present. Free from gravity rising without hinderance. Material and baggage of the mind dusted like bundt cake. Soar free in the same spot as all else moves around searching forever. Five triangular embers of RIGHTEOUSNESS, the first red signs of mastered intellect. Choose to let the red seeds burn up your mind of all falsehoods labored within mortal experience. The heat is the penultimate form of ENERGY exerting universal natural force upon your being. Physically present but spiritually the limitations are burned away. Truth And Justice are present without need for catching lies. Seeing clearly all which was fogged before. Every atom of your being is vibrating to every corner of the universe unless through conduit with the conductors of natural force ENERGY STABILITY SERENITY PURITY sling the strings of being back to retract at your center. DIVINITY is not perfection. Six crooked lines surrounding an empty center. Every point a step so steep that even taxing every ounce of ENERGY in the universe may not bring a DIVINITY status closer to actual being. Not without luck and chance. Others who still vibrate pick up on DIVINITY inherently and will submit to those with such radiant PURITY that their gleaming energy may blind even those who cannot see aura ENERGY exploding from every pore. All of these results are to be Respected. Do not take the powers of Natural Force as a parlor trick. These changes are FOREVER. The originator of SCP-4367 and the associated pamphlet is not known. Agent Albert Montoya reported experiencing temporary cessation of his gravitational connection to the earth while cleaning out a deceased family member's home1. This led to SCP-4367 being discovered and contained. No other item associated with the estate has shown any anomalous properties and it is unknown how Agent Montoya's relative came to possess it. Notably, no user of SCP-4367 has ever reported feeling as though SCP-4367 was rolled unfairly or improperly. Addendum: SCP-4367 diagnostics testing log. Procedure: Tester rolls SCP-4367 in a controlled test chamber, then remains for one hour before exiting the testing area. Any effects or events instigated by utilizing SCP-4367 are recorded and analyzed. Devices for measuring air pressure, temperature, local radiation levels and other events which may otherwise be difficult to detect have been allocated at the discretion of the Supervising Researcher. Personnel: Junior Researcher Darlene Penny, Junior Researcher Cindy Lou Supervising Researcher: Brian Cohen. Test Battery Experiment A Subject: Junior Researcher Lou supervised by Junior Researcher Penny. Procedure: Junior Researcher Lou rolls the dice, which momentarily spins on one of its points before landing on the lightning bolt2 icon. Results: No immediate changes in the environment or atmosphere noted. During a review of collecting data, audio recordings from the inside of the test chamber were not present. Recorder was subsequently noted to be defective and was repaired. Analysis: - It could have been human error. Should we be more closely controlling for how it's rolled? If it affects probability we'll probably be taking as much chance out of the equation as possible to erase the potential for coincidence. There were no voltage spikes or magnetic pulses or anything else that might've corrupted the data. But I saw myself turn the machine on. Hopefully we'll get a repeat to compare this one to. — J.R. Penny - Speculation isn't evidence. Occam's razor, until we get some consistency it's more likely that the technician mishandled the equipment. — J.R. Lou Note: Mechanical drone subsequently requisitioned for testing purposes Test Battery Experiment D Subject: RC Drone, with Junior Researcher Penny and Junior Researcher Lou supervising. Procedure: The drone shakes SCP-4367 for thirty seconds before dropping it. The three water droplets3 icon is rolled Results: Fire extinguishing sprinklers in the control room ceiling were errantly activated, causing both attending researchers to evacuate the chamber. Malfunction was determined to be because of excess dust which was stirred by their activity. Testing suspended early. Analysis: - Fool me once, twice, thrice, all that. I was expecting to maybe see some water or the reported gravitational reversal, which has not recurred. But things are happening. I feel like this one should count. Based on the material, it's highly plausible that our shower could have been part of its effect. — J. R. Penny - I'm not sure how likely that is. On the other hand, given what we're working with I can't prove you wrong. We'll just have to re-review this one at the end of the testing battery. — J.R. Lou Test Battery Experiment F Subject: RC Drone, with Junior Researcher Penny and Junior Researcher Lou supervising. Procedure: The drone shakes SCP-4367 for thirty seconds before dropping it. The face with five red triangles4 icons is rolled. Results: Approximately fifteen minutes into the test, J. R. Lou received a personal text communication and was excused from the testing chamber. No other unusual events were recorded by the testers or sensors. Analysis: - I feel this is our strongest and most significant effect so far. Unusual how it doesn't even seem to be noticing the drone. Perhaps we should find a more remote testing area. Many future avenues to explore. So when the manual describes the purification, it's applicable to my colleague in her situation. That being said, conflating personal experience with the supernatural is an easy trap to fall into. I'm feeling bullish about continued good results for our experiments. — J. R. Penny - The 'just-so-happens' element is becoming a pattern. Monitoring equipment for the chamber itself may be necessary, as the anomaly appears to be able to affect the subject(s) initiating the rolling even if they are not physically present. Double-blind testing for a future battery of tests may be necessary to fully quantify the object's anomalous properties The text was significant because I was waiting for the results of a lab test. I felt relief which was personally significant. I see my colleague's logic and find it reasonable. I would still have trouble correlating this to our testing. — J. R. Lou Test Battery Experiment AA Subject: RC Drone, with Junior Researcher Penny and Junior Researcher Lou supervising. Procedure: The drone shakes SCP-4367 for thirty seconds before dropping it. The face with six radiant curved lines5 is rolled. Results: No results were noted during any portion of the test. On the same day, air conditioning/filtration in the testing wing had an unscheduled shutdown due to failures in scheduled maintenance routines6. Analysis: - This seems like the most direct correlation yet, and it's also expanding scope in both time and space. This escalation might mean we should suspend testing if anything more serious happens. Or is this already serious enough? — J. R. Penny - It could have happened at any time. So why now? Losing air power on the side which looks like wind is coincidental, but we're following the thread which says that it's not. Does that make it our fault if people have heatstroke downstairs, but this could all be just a big coincidence. I will not undermine Penny's work but I would like to officially note my uncertainty in continuing. — J.R Lou Note: Continuation of testing authorized by Researcher Cohen Test Battery Experiment AD Subject: RC Drone, with Junior Researcher Penny and Junior Researcher Lou supervising. Procedure: The drone shakes SCP-4367 for thirty seconds before dropping it. The lightning bolt7 symbol is the result. Results: No results were recorded in or in relation to the test chamber on this day. During the next day of the experiment, as the drone was shaking SCP-4367, a malfunction with the rolling mechanism caused SCP-4367 to fall out of the recording area. The dice result was not recorded. Review of testing and observation chamber surveillance records showed no abnormalities. Results: N/A Analysis: - In concluding the initial test battery, I think there's several options to pursue in subsequent testing. I have many other suggestions for what these tests could entail which will be included in my follow-up report. — J. R. Penny - Even when serviced, broken equipment is more likely than new machines to break down. All the parts in it were just as old as the part that brought everything down. So in a sense this could be expected but we can't take absence of evidence as further signs that something is happening. Nothing happening means the only significant takeaway we can glean is the skip had no effect this time. How widespread are the alterations we make to odds if it spreads through time and space? Why is the Foundation playing with fire? — J.R. Lou >Level 3 Clearance Required - Accessing... Relevant Confidential Personnel Documentation< >Access Granted< Addendum: Re-Assignment Request Form FROM: Junior Researcher Cindy Lou TO: Assistant Director of Human Resources Mary Guild To whom it may concern, I am requesting transfer from the SCP-4367 project. This has nothing to do with Junior Researcher Penny, who has been a pleasure to work with. I am the only reason this transfer is necessary. From everything I've learned about the Foundation there's no end to the layers of its operations. I've come to accept that I was working for the void and might have to look one day. I didn't think I would see the void in a die. The sprinklers coming on as I was leaving the building on the same day that we rolled the water droplets in testing instigated my first panic attack since college. Maybe they always came on at that time and I never noticed, maybe it was a programming error, either way I spent the rest of the night wide-awake fighting invasive odds and probabilities. Every time the drone rolled fire I would inevitably burn myself at some point during the day. From spilling coffee to singeing my arms as I took dinner from the oven, I wasn't finding any way to avoid thinking about the chances. No matter how hard I wanted to believe my skeptical side, I couldn't distance myself from the thought that maybe there was really something to that die. I ran into a friend who had moved cross country at a local coffee shop. The conversation was natural and light, it brought me a sense of peace at the time, but once alone I came to the horrible realization. The last, unrecorded roll, must have been snowflakes. The SERENITY the conversation brought, and the worry that disappeared. I know it was snowflakes, I know it was. I can't stop spiraling. Every time I reach for a cup, I must think to myself, "What are the odds of this spilling?" Going to bed, I wonder what my chances are of a fire starting in my home while I sleep. Instead of sleep I'm looking up spreadsheets to see how likely it is my father succumbs to heart disease before next year. Actions that I once did autonomously now force me to ponder the statistical odds of the unthinkable. I cannot continue like this. These feelings are not rational, and I know that it is all extremely circumstantial. I'm sorry for any inconvenience or problems this causes anyone else. I've tried to keep a professional distance between work and my personal life but it's all bleeding together and I don't know how to fix it here. Respectfully Junior Researcher Cindy Lou Footnotes 1. Analysis of debriefing interview indicates Agent Montoya may have gained forward momentum in this incident by losing his footing on debris. 2. ENERGY 3. PURITY 4. RIGHTEOUSNESS 5. DIVINITY 6. Maintenance procedures are now undergoing routine auditing. 7. ENERGY ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4367" by rewrire by Anonymous, jinjja, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4367. 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-4368	safe	 close Info X SCP-4368: To Sleep, Perchance to See by Kybard; author's page Item #: SCP-4368 SCP-4368. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4368 is suspended within a zero-gravity cage inside a Site-64 storage locker. Description: SCP-4368 is a prosthetic adult human eye with a blue iris, composed solely of medical-grade plastic acrylic. Approximately 18 times per minute, SCP-4368 spontaneously generates and subsequently collapses a localized wormhole, designated SCP-4368-1, which matches its approximate circumference. SCP-4368 cannot be observed while SCP-4368-1 is present. SCP-4368-1 has a measurable effect on spacetime, though the severity of this effect appears to be minor as long as sustained physical contact with SCP-4368 is avoided. Along with SCP-4368-1, SCP-4368 exhibits a variety of relatively predictable behaviors, noted in the test log below. 4368-001, 2019/07/16: Light sensitivity. D-15002 is instructed to grasp SCP-4368 in her right index finger and thumb and to raise it toward the test chamber's overhead lamp. SCP-4368-1 increases dramatically in frequency and duration. The test is concluded after D-15002 complains of severe discomfort in her fingers. Medical examination reveals the loss of epidermal and dermal layers of skin. After the test, SCP-4368-1 returns to baseline frequency and duration. 4368-002, 2019/07/17: Oral stimulation. D-14051 attempts to converse with SCP-4368. SCP-4368's iris turns toward D-14051 during speech, but is otherwise unresponsive regardless of tone or substance. 4368-003-01, 2019/07/21: Visual stimulation. D-15065 waves a pencil back and forth within SCP-4368's field of view. During initial testing, SCP-4368 successfully follows the pencil's movement for an extended duration. Future tests are less successful; by test iteration 4368-003-06, SCP-4368 ignores the pencil entirely. SCP-4368 now turns away from any D-class personnel who enter the room carrying a pencil. 4368-004-01, 2019/08/12: Audiovisual stimulation. D-14762 wheels a cart containing a Foundation-issued laptop into the room and plays a live feed of a television news channel. SCP-4368 watches the broadcast for ten minutes, then turns away. As with 4368-003, the length of SCP-4368's focus on the broadcast lessens over time; by iteration 4368-004-11, SCP-4368 will not turn to face the laptop screen. 4368-005-1, 2019/08/14: Memory retention. D-15065 enters the room with a pencil from 003 testing placed in his breast pocket. SCP-4368-1 drops to near-undetectable frequency, and SCP-4368 tracks D-15065's movement throughout the room, but SCP-4368 is otherwise unresponsive until D-15065 leaves the room. Further 005 tests elicit no response, as with 003 testing. 4368-006-001, 2019/08/18: Complex visual stimulation. D-15091 opens a book1 in front of SCP-4368. SCP-4368-1 frequency increases for several seconds, then slows dramatically. During this time, SCP-4368 follows lines of text on the page with its iris. After two minutes, SCP-4368-1 frequency rises again. After D-15091 is instructed to turn the page, frequency drops once more. After the success of 4368-006-001, project lead Dr. Serling initiated a regular regimen of similar tests using a variety of texts from the Site-64 library. During the initial phase of successful 4368-006 testing, SCP-4368's general responsiveness grew tremendously, with typical behaviors including quickly turning towards any person entering the test chamber and more rapid SCP-4368-1 generation in the presence of testing personnel (until presented with a book). NOTE: A one-page reference guide, detailing previously used books and SCP-4368's apparent literature preferences, is available at the Site-64 library's front desk. D-class personnel who assist in 4368-006 tests may select any book based on this reference guide or their own personal taste. UPDATE, 2019/10/12: During 4368-006-503, Dr. Serling noted apparent cloudiness in and desaturation of SCP-4368's iris. This corresponded with a decrease in overall responsiveness and a marked, progressive increase in the duration of higher-frequency SCP-4368-1 generation when presented with pages from any book. This progression culminated in the behavior change noted during test 4368-006-527: 4368-006-527, 2019/10/24. D-15602 places a book2 in front of SCP-4368. SCP-4368-1 frequency drops to its lowest recorded level and remains there for 10 minutes. After this, SCP-4368-1 frequency returns to baseline, and SCP-4368 turns away from the book. A saline solution, designated SCP-4368-2, forms at the edges of SCP-4368. This solution dematerializes whenever SCP-4368-1 is generated and gradually reappears after SCP-4368-1 collapses. 4368-006 tests after this point have displayed minimal responsiveness and the frequent, but inconsistent, generation of SCP-4368-2. As of 4368-006-560, per Dr. Serling's recommendation, all site staff are to be reassigned from testing, and SCP-4368 is to be kept in its storage locker until a more productive line of experimentation is proposed. Discovery: SCP-4368 was retrieved in Colby, Kansas, by a MTF Lambda-5 "White Rabbits" team sent in response to an intercepted 9-1-1 call placed from the open-casket funeral of Mr. Henry Bemis. Following retrieval, a clean-up team administered amnestics and re-enacted the funeral service with a duplicate body. A copy of Mr. Bemis's obituary follows for archival purposes. HENRY "HANK" BEMIS, AGE 76, a lifelong Colby resident and librarian, died on Wednesday, July 10, 2019, at Colby General Hospital. He is survived by his wife, Mary Ann, and by a large and loving community of friends, neighbors, and library patrons. To Colby residents, Hank Bemis and the public library were practically synonymous. Since 1981, Hank had been a fixture at the Colby Public Library, recommending his favorites — Poe, Asimov, Chandler — to young newcomers and old friends alike. Even after glaucoma stole his sight in 2010, he and patrons alike took joy in his uncanny recollection of so many cherished tales. Through it all, Hank's grin was irrepressible, from Thursday nights in the main hall reciting "Lenore," to Mondays in the study room telling kindergartners about the glitzy life and times of F. Scott Fitzgerald. At home, where his bookshelves nearly matched the library's, Hank was quiet but always a strong and loving presence. His warmth will forever fill the air at his and Mary Ann's home. Though Hank's corrective lens surgery ended in tragedy, his family takes solace knowing he spent his final conscious moments filled with hope and excitement at the possibility of once more seeing the words of The Raven or The Big Sleep on the pages of his many well-tended tomes. In lieu of flowers, donations may be sent to the Colby Public Library. Footnotes 1. The Tell-Tale Heart and Other Stories, by Edgar Allan Poe. 2. Moby Dick by Herman Melville, previously shown to provoke a strong response.
SCP-4369	keter	3/4369 LEVEL 3/4369 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4369 Keter An instance of SCP-4369-1 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation personnel posing as park wardens are to monitor the affected area utilizing two-man crews to patrol the perimeter and assess areas not covered by static surveillance equipment. The use of trail-cam style recording equipment has been authorized to supplement Foundation patrols and detect instances of SCP-4369-1 and SCP-4369-2. Patrols are to be additionally equipped with one standard issue .308 caliber hunting rifle and scope. Monitoring satellites are to be scheduled to pass over the area no less frequently than 90-minute intervals. Imagery will be sent to Level 2 analysis for identification and confirmation of potential instances of SCP-4369-1 within the affected region. Trespassing warnings are prominently displayed. Description: SCP-4369 is an asymmetrical area of wilderness covering approximately 106 km2 designated as the ███████ █████ Wildlands. The area begins roughly 10 km south of ██████ █████ Lake in Alberta, Canada and extends to cover a large ridgeline. At intervals observed to be no shorter than 72 hours and no longer than 90 days, SCP-4369 will spawn an instance of SCP-4369-1 somewhere within the boundaries of the park. SCP-4369-1 is a two-story, dilapidated, log-cabin style radio station bearing signage designating it as KFYR. Although the specific placement varies, the exterior of SCP-4369-1 is always accompanied by a 15m tall radio broadcast tower that appears to be functional but is covered in substantial amounts of rust. The interior of the building is [REDACTED]. See Exploration Log 4369-1 for additional detail. After materializing, the KFYR radio station will begin broadcasting on a band of ████kHz at a signal strength that allows it to be picked up by standard AM/FM radios at a radius of up to 15 25 40 50 km or more. This signal is highly degraded and is badly marred by static. Signal quality does not appear to either improve or worsen with respect to the source. Field Log Excerpt 4369-14: The broadcast radius for SCP-4369 appears to be growing. At first, the broadcast was only going as far as the shoreline of the nearby lake since it's a tourist-heavy area, especially in the summer. Seems it always found a schmuck around there to snare. But lately, after we enacted some travel restrictions and invented that "algal bloom" to keep people away, we started picking up the broadcast a lot further out. My buddy, Mack, at Site-██, told me that a Level 0 got the broadcast during his lunch break and they're like 250 miles away. I dunno, but this thing gets hungry. And there's no telling what its maximum reach is if it can't get what it needs. What if this thing gets so hungry it starts picking on more than one guy at a time? This is dumb. Just set the stupid station on fire. And ffs, please lift the travel restrictions. The broadcast itself appears to feature one adult male with a baritone voice reading news and local events for a township named Vosbern, although no record of such a township exists in the vicinity of SCP-4369-1. Individuals interviewed by the Foundation after hearing the broadcast describe the show's host as "resigned, almost melancholy", and that they did not enjoy listening to his program. Listeners report a desire to 'change the station' any time they come upon the broadcast and could not recall any specific details of its contents other than the broadcaster's voice. See Experiment Log 4369-1 for additional detail. The dangerous properties of SCP-4369-1 manifest shortly after the beginning of its broadcast when a single listener matching its selection criteria has entered its broadcast range and is in proximity to a standard AM/FM radio. Any radios near SCP-4369-2, regardless of functionality, will turn themselves on if necessary and tune to the frequency of KFYR. Once exposed to the broadcast, this person is then designated as SCP-4369-2 and is considered to be under the effects of a cognitohazard. Instances of SCP-4369-2 who breach the perimeter of SCP-4369 are to be terminated on sight. However, if this person can be detained prior to entering the area of SCP-4369, Class B amnestics have proven effective at neutralizing the threat. Instances of SCP-4369-2 generally fall within these criteria: Gender: Male Age: 16-25 or 55-70 Ethnicity: No restrictions Relationship status: Single or divorced Family status: Estranged or otherwise distant Economic status: Near or below the poverty line Individuals designated as SCP-4369-2 begin to demonstrate symptoms similar to acute paranoid episodes wherein they claim the broadcasts of SCP-4369-1 sound crystal clear, and the show's host is speaking directly to them and asking for help, and he is trying to warn them about an impending calamity. The behavior of SCP-4369-2 will become progressively more manic as their urge to document and explain the broadcasts of SCP-4369-1 begins to grow at a steady but aggressive rate. The demonstrated behavior for SCP-4369-2 is to secure an AM/FM radio and then isolate themselves nearby and begin unorganized coverage of the broadcast. While in this 'nesting' phase affected individuals seem to welcome and encourage others to review materials and help them document their findings. SCP-4369-2 has demonstrated the ability to spread this cognitohazard to other individuals who express a genuine interest in their activities during this phase, regardless of this person's comparison to the preferred criteria. Individuals who become involved in these activities are also to be considered instances of SCP-4369-2. Works created as part of this documentation process include but are not limited to: short notes, maps, arrays of cartesian coordinates, organizational charts, crude technical diagrams, sketches of unknown individuals, after-action reports, and police-style POI reports. Researcher's Note 4369-1: Thankfully, the works created by instances of SCP-4369-2 do not appear to possess any anomalous properties themselves or do not appear to be capable of transmitting the cognitohazard. These documents are to be cataloged for future correlations and then the originals are to be destroyed. Over time the physical and mental health of all affected individuals gradually worsens due to malnutrition and exhaustion. At an indeterminate point, the original instance of SCP-4369-2 will declare that he "Knows what he has to do", and will abruptly leave his nesting area. This individual will gather up and lead all other affected people towards SCP-4369 using the most practical available means. While traveling, SCP-4369-2 will observe conventional laws and customs of travel but will try increasingly aggressive means to circumvent any barriers. To date, this includes but is not limited to the destruction of property, grand theft auto, and even murder. Once entering the area designated SCP-4369, the individual will proceed with all available haste to the instance of SCP-4369-1 and attempt to enter the building. If successful, SCP-4369-2 will position themselves at the broadcast equipment inside KFYR and begin their own broadcast which appears to interrupt the original signal of SCP-4369-1. The content of this broadcast can be clearly heard when compared to the original signal quality and includes a graphic 'prophecy' of a township or village that will be destroyed due to a natural or man-made disaster. The duration of this broadcast includes an emotional recitation of events in this unnamed village starting with the onset of the disaster. The story continues with the names of individuals, possibly including nicknames or pet names as if the instance of SCP-4369-2 is intimately familiar with the people they are naming. If uninterrupted, SCP-4369-2 will share the microphone with other instances who continue to describe the timeline until the story has concluded. When this is complete, the original instance of SCP-4369-2 will return to the microphone and sign off the broadcast with the following words: "Vosbern and its people can still be saved. If only you would listen, if only you would act." The broadcast from SCP-4369-1 will then cease as the Hume level of the radio station plummets until no trace of the building remains. This activity appears to take any persons still inside with it including instances of SCP-4369-2. To date, the described 'prophecies' have all come to pass within 48 hours of SCP-4369-2's broadcast. Six concluded broadcasts have resulted in the destruction of six townships or villages across North America, Europe, and Asia. The total death toll is unknown but based on census information this number is estimated to be █,███ persons. Addendum-1: Foundation analysis has been unable to find any record anywhere near the broadcast area of a modern city or township named Vosbern. World War II-era records from the Provincial government do indicate a small, primarily Dutch settlement named Vosbern did exist according to tax information as late as 1954; however, the village only appears in records for a total of four years. Additional resources have been dedicated to an extemporaneous review of local historical records and oral accounts of the region's history. Due to the sporadic documentation and the broad range of time since the first mention of the name, results are expected to be slow and sparse. Addendum-2: A cascading series of gas line explosions in ████████, Montana was picked up by Foundation analysts monitoring emergency comms traffic. While the incident itself did not overtly appear to have an anomalous cause or to be the result of foul play, the event did occur approximately 36 hours after the first logged broadcast made by an instance of SCP-4369-2 from the station equipment at SCP-4369-1. Later analysis of SCP-4369 suggested a correlation between these two instances. See Addendum-3 for additional details. Addendum-3: On ██/██/██ Foundation resources were forwarded a partial record of a radio broadcast featuring a single male in an emotional state describing a sequence in which a number of homes would suffer gas line explosions. The subject heard on the recording lists names of families and identifies parents, children, and pets, and pleads with any listeners to help those named before it is too late. This information ultimately leads to the dispatch of a Foundation recovery team to investigate the anomaly. See Attachment-4369-1 for a record. + Expand Discovery Log MTF-Epsilon 6 (Village Idiots) - Dismiss Discovery Log Discovery Log MTF-Epsilon-6 ("Village Idiots"): Video Log Begins in the form of a first-person recording taken from the vantage point of E6-1. E6-1: Systems check. E6-2: Check. E6-3: Aaaand check. In addition to E6-1, two additional MTF members are seen wearing standard cold weather field gear. The three team members begin near a dilapidated wooden shelter with a weathered sign carved into a wooden post that reads 'WALKING TRAIL. DO NOT LEAVE PATH.' The team begins walking down a dirt path that is in a state of poor maintenance. The time of year appears to be late fall. Walking continues for several minutes before the sharp sound of feedback interference begin coming from the hip-mounted walkie talkies each team member possesses. E6-1: What the fuck is that? Didn't we do an equipment check? E6-2: We sure did, skip. Weren't were briefed on radio interference? Maybe it extends to other channels of communication too. E6-1: Good thinking. Let's wait it out a minute and then we can- All three team members pause as the feedback stops and a yet-unheard voice comes through the walkie-talkie. E6-3 unclips his walkie, brings it up to his head, and listens closely. E6-3: What's this guy's problem? He sounds so sad. Something…local dairy expo? Seasonal pies at the corner store. Scratch that, corner diner. E6-1: Affirmative. Let's move on. If it's radio chatter the desks will pick it up and document, but leave your radio on just in case something useful comes through. That radio station is a good three kilometers off yet and I don't want to sit here like stupid helpless ducks on the approach. Several more minutes pass as the voice continues over the walkie. E6-3: Is someone jamming our comms or what? E6-2: Do you think he knows we're coming? E6-1: Does who know? E6-2: The voice. On the radio. Do you think he knows? Maybe that's why he started… E6-1: Negative, Bravo. It's all just nonsense which I guess maybe strengthens that jamming idea. Let's turn these things off in case we are being watched. At this time E6-1 and E6-3 turn down their walkie-talkies until they switch into an off state. E6-2 turns his walkie-talkie down to minimal volume but further review of the recording shows that there are multiple mechanical indicators that the device is still on. Several more minutes of walking pass and a view of the radio station comes onto the screen for the first time, several hundred meters up the road. E6-3: There it is, skip. The beautiful, shining beacon of the great north woods, K-F-Y-R. Should we stop a minute and record some pics of the approach? I don't see much interesting but it's not like we're going to want to on the way out. E6-1: Affirmative, Charlie. Snap away. //E6-1 and E6-3 stop walking and begin to document their surroundings with pictures, but E6-2 continues walking towards the radio station. E6-1: Bravo, chill out a minute. E6-2: Negative, Alpha. This is just scenery and we've got a job to do. REDACTED E6-1 and E6-3 exchange a few moments banter about the unflinching dedication of their colleague while finishing their photographic recording. They then pack up their equipment and continue on their way. E6-2 is several hundred meters ahead of the others at this point and they lose sight of their third team member in the vicinity of SCP-4369-1. E6-1: <yelling> Bravo, hold up! Several moments pass without a response or visual confirmation from E6-2 E6-1: Turn your walkie back on and try and raise him. E6-3: Bravo, do you copy? No response comes over comms. E6-3 then turns up his walkie only to continue hearing the same anomalous broadcast that overtook their comms earlier. E6-3: Still jammed, boss. Shall we? E6-1: Affirmative. E6-1 and E6-3 double time the rest of the distance until they reach SCP-4369-1. E6-1's camera pans up and takes a long look at the large, rusted sign with the block-style letters K-F-Y-R before panning back down to look around the building. The two team members ready their weapons and walk around the building counter-clockwise until they come upon three steps which lead up to a partially opened, badly degraded front door. E6-3 positions straight on with the door and cautiously approaches. He pushes the door open with his hand and it creaks and groans as it swings inward. A faint light can be seen from the room inside but the majority of the image is washed out by the contrast from natural light. E6-1 gestures with his rifle and E6-3 enters the building. The two proceed to clear the room which appears to be some sort of a receiving or waiting room with a secretarial desk and multiple chairs. The carpet inside is badly rotted as well as the ceiling and the wallpaper. A single light fixture in the middle of the room is yellowed but appears to have a functional incandescent light source inside of it. The desk against the wall is badly rusted and is covered with a number of papers, most of which are yellowed with age, dirt, and unknown viscous substance of a dark brown color. E6-3 approaches the desk and runs a finger through the dark brown substance and brings it towards his face to smell it and examine it. E6-3: It's not blood. Smells organic. Rot, maybe. Like stuff that rots so bad it turns to goo. E6-1: Let's bag and tag a sample. Maybe think about masks going up too. E6-1 approaches the desk and secures a sample of the substance in a standard evidence collection vial, and then secures the vial in a standard evidence collection bag. As E6-1 finishes his collection procedures, the broadcast which had been running on E6-3's radio cuts out to silence but the channel remains open. The sound of someone clearing their throat can be heard. E6-2: <via walkie> I hope someone can hear me. God, I hope you're out there. Someone…anyone… Upon realization of hearing E6-2's voice, E6-1 and E6-3 regard each other and wordlessly resume clearing the building at a more desperate pace. E6-2: <via walkie> We were warned about this. <a lengthy sniffle is heard> And I'm warning you now. Before it's truly too late. At this time, E6-2's voice begins to sound substantially weaker as if he is fighting off tears, or a fear response, or is otherwise struggling to compose himself while speaking. E6-1 and E6-3 clear another room which appears to be an open office with 4 desks in a similar state as the desk out front. There is a small, electronic, oscillating desk fan atop one of the desks badly yellowed by age with the fan-cage badly caked in dust. E6-2: <via walkie> It's going to start soon. At first, it's just an innocent mistake. George. George can't handle his liquor anymore. And you know how he smokes when he drinks. B-but he'll pass out. First, the carpet catches. Then the couch. Then George is the first to go. Poof. Crispy. Then Tina, Summer, and Bailey are trapped upstairs. Most of the guests get out but they'll be way too close later. E6-1 and E6-3 proceed down a hallway and clear a small kitchen which features badly run down refrigerator, microwave, and small coffee pot. The sink is splotched with a black, inky material visually distinct from the brown substance in the previous rooms. The pattern of distribution indicates the material may have been expelled by the faucet. E6-1 does not stop to regard a sample and the pair continue down the hall to a break room. This room features several chairs and tables, most of which are overturned. A human skeleton lays supine on the break room floor with a hand stretched out in the direction of the doorway. The clothing has been rotted to tatters and the bones are badly desiccated. E6-2: <via walkie> The fire spreads. To the neighbors, the Fosters, first. Both of their dogs, their little girl, London, then her mom. Steve is out of the house since he works nights. E6-1 breaches a flimsy door made of what appears to be particle board using one strong push from his shoulder. The door flies open and slams into an interior wall and the camera snaps to what appears to be a small recording booth in a state of serious deterioration. There is a lone, recessed light in the ceiling partially illuminating the room and some of the papers in this booth appear 'fresh' and not in a state of advanced decay. E6-3 is seen breaching a similar door on the opposite side of the hall, revealing a similar recording booth except for papers of any sort are absent. E6-2: <via walkie> It doesn't take long from there. <there is a long vocal pause as E6-1 and E6-3 find a staircase going up and begin to ascend> God, this is all so senseless; I'm spelling it all out, why don't you call? There's still time! <E6-2 enters a 10-second pause> Ch-Charlotte's oxygen tank ruptures from the heat. <E6-2 loses their composure in a moment of sobbing> E6-1 and E6-3 reach the top of the stairs and head down the hallway. At this point, an open doorway midway down the hall can be seen with light coming out. There is an audible sound of sobbing that matches up with the sobbing heard on the radio. E6-1 and E6-3 break out into a sprint. E6-1 rounds the doorway and centers his camera on E6-2 who is standing in a broadcast booth with a pair of headphones on. A faintly lit 'On the Air' sign hangs down from the ceiling and is back-lit by a green light. Tears are streaming down the face of E6-2 as well as other visual cues that E6-2 has been crying at a substantial rate for a number of minutes. E6-1 levels their weapon at E6-2, and shortly after E6-3 can be seen to do the same from the peripheral of the shot. E6-1: Bravo STEP AWAY. E6-2 slowly shakes their head in a negative response as their lip trembles. E6-3: Bravo, you know the procedure. You need to step away now before we have to contain this. E6-2: I c-can't. Someone has to warn the others. Someone has to speak up. They're all gonna die. Why won't you listen? Why won't you help? E6-1: Bravo we can't help you if you won't cooperate. With- E6-2: <Interrupting E6-1> It has to be me! I have to do this! I have to finish the warning. I know what has to be done. E6-1 and E6-3 regard each other sternly. E6-3 nods once, curtly, to his team lead. E6-1: Fuck. E6-1 pulls the trigger on burst fire and E6-2 drops to the ground, apparently dead. E6-3 immediately moves in and begins to rip apart the broadcast booth to the best of his ability. E6-1 approaches the downed Bravo and appears to check for vitals. The full extent of any wellness checks is unknown as several procedures appear out of frame from the camera. There is a loud burst of feedback interference on the walkie as E6-3 destroys the primary microphone, but then the inference cuts out and the walkies appear to resume standard function. E6-1: <resigned> Omega lead, requesting evac. One man down. E6-1: <after several seconds pause> We should get the earplugs out at the least. Calling this a 'cog for now. The video ends as E6-3 steps back and crosses over the body of E6-2, and out of the frame. + Attachment-4369-1 Partial Record - Dismiss Partial Broadcast Log Partial Broadcast Recording: [The following is a transcription of the partial radio broadcast forwarded to the Foundation which leads to the discovery of SCP-4369.] Substantial interference gradually gives way to the cracking voice of an adult male. Broadcaster: And with the final backdraft, Charlie and his wife will succumb to the flames. The broadcaster pauses to sob. The sound of snot being forcibly expelled is heard. Broadcaster: The thing…the thing that hurts most is that I know no one is listening to me right now. In spite of everything that I've said, everything I've done to warn you. A sharp banging can be heard, such as might be caused by a fist slamming onto a desk. Broadcaster: <through gritted teeth> I have to blame you, I have to blame somebody. Because…because…well, I'm doing all that I can! I've done all I can. I will always do all that I can to save this town. I know someone is out there who feels the same. There is a lengthy pause. Near the end of the silence, a single, less intense sniffle can be heard and the broadcaster's voice captures some stability. Broadcaster: This will be my last broadcast. I'll be there to go down with the ship, trying to warn people to the very last moment. Vosbern and its people. They…they can still be saved. If only you'd listen to me. If only…if only you'd act. Broadcaster: This is K-F-Y-R signing off. Good night.
SCP-4370	keter	 close Info X The last thing the accursed person will hear when they take their first step into hell is all of creation standing to its feet and applauding God because God has rid the earth of them. - Paul Washer, The Cost of Not Following Christ ⚠️ Content warning: This article contains gore. ⚠️ content warning Threat Level: Black A vector of SCP-4370. Special Containment Procedures: GoI-952 must be eradicated from the bounds of SCP-4370. Deprecated facilities along its suspected borders are to be demolished; active facilities are to be sabotaged and acquired as cheaply as possible prior to demolition. Buildings found to have been produced by or integrated into SCP-4370 are to be destroyed. Mobile Task Force Theta-36 ("Swedish Rhapsody") has been tasked with razing condemned structures, while agents embedded into local governments work to condemn occupied buildings. Tactically extraneous entrances into SCP-4370 are to be collapsed. Following Incident 4370-A-Zhou, [REDACTED, PENDING DECLASSIFICATION] Description: SCP-4370 is a subterranean complex of indeterminate size, accessible through a series of abandoned industrial facilities throughout the United States of America. Over time, SCP-4370 has expanded significantly, the process of which is poorly understood; while models of growth appear broadly similar to those of SCP-386-D1, expansion appears to coincide with middle-class economic anxiety on the surface. It is unknown if SCP-4370 is attracted to, or serves as an active vector of such anxieties. Geophysical imaging of SCP-4370 reveals it to be ontologically semi-stable: though existing in defiance of consensus topology, portions of SCP-4370 may solidify into place, creating a reliable network of spatially impossible tunnels. Correspondingly, geological stability within SCP-4370 affected regions has been observed to degrade with expansion. SCP-4370 appears to have a parasitic relationship with GoI-952 ("Olney Ironworks"); Olney facilities are frequent targets for SCP-4370's growth, regardless of their operational status. Growth beneath Olney-controlled land occurs significantly faster than elsewhere, with an extreme decrease in stability. In some cases, SCP-4370 appears to be responsible for mudslides, earthquakes, and extreme weather phenomenon around such properties. SCP-4370 was initially believed to be an anomaly local to the Southeastern United States; however, Sites-87 and -56 have identified dense concentrations of entry points within the American Southwest and the Great Lakes Region, and imaging confirms stable SCP-4370 presences. HISTORY SCP-4370 was discovered by Officers Efrain Rodríguez and Connor Zhou during the course of an investigation into SCP-3178. On June 11th, 2010, Officer Zhou contacted the SCP-3178 containment team after a two week disappearance in the town of Starling, Mississippi. The remaining members of Mobile Task Force Gamma-691 ("When Something Interesting Happens") were deployed to retrieve him at the coordinates provided in his message. Officer Zhou was found outside an abandoned facility in Apopache, Texas, severely emaciated and bruised, and scarring suggested a gash had been cut from his right shoulder down to mid-torso. Agent Osman, who had served extensively with Zhou prior to the SCP-3178 project, further noted Zhou to have been unusually agitated post-retrieval. Zhou was otherwise unharmed. Officer Zhou's disappearance had been extensively documented across three devices: a digital audio recorder, Zhou's personal phone, and a standard-issue body camera. Additionally, Zhou procured a video camera, retrieved just prior to his emergence. As of 6/21/2010, Officer Zhou remains in recovery. INTERVIEW-4370-A DATE: 6/11/2010 SUBJECT: Officer Connor Zhou [BEGIN LOG] Agent Osman: Hello, Mr. Zhou. It's… good to see you again. Officer Zhou: Is this necessary? I just came out of the dark, and I'd really appreciate some sun. Agent Osman: Come on, Connor. You know how they are. Officer Zhou: Sure. Overbearing. Excessive. Look, I have a report, and I'd much rather file it than drip-feed an interview. Agent Osman: Mm. Well, this is just… intake. See how you're doing, if… if anything's wrong, you know? I mean, you did come out of a 952. Officer Zhou: Christ's sake, fine. Hi, I'm Connor Zhou, and I just spent two-and-a-half weeks in a post-industrial nightmare. I saw sunlight maybe four hours out of nineteen days, the remainder of which was spent in abject darkness. During that time, I was being hunted by a monster, and it's honestly a miracle I'm here, right now, talking to you. Is that enough? Would you like skin samples? Agent Osman: Right, right, okay. I'll let you… get to it, whatever that is. I don't know, they're not telling me what the anomaly is yet, but I assume it has to do with 3178. Officer Zhou: On the contrary, I'm taking a break. Call me if you need me but I'm going to a park. Agent Osman: Sure, sure. Officer Zhou moves to exit the meeting room. Agent Osman: Actually, what's with the sunglasses? You rock them pretty well, but… I've never seen you wear them. Still adjusting? Officer Zhou: Mind your own business. Zhou exits the meeting room. [END LOG] ADDENDUM-4370-002: MATERIALS RETRIEVED FROM DIGITAL RECORDER ► RECOVERED MATERIALS ▼ ACCESS GRANTED [BEGIN LOG 1] The tape recorder is switched on. Officer Zhou, walking on metal surface, clears his throat. Zhou: This is Officer Connor Zhou, of Mobile Task Force Gamma-691, "When Something Interesting Happens". It's too dark for a good video and I lost my main light, so I'm using the tape recorder. I heard it served Mx. Ford well on their expedition, and if you don't know who that is… well, I'll be too dead to care. Zhou: I appear to be stuck in an Olney ironworking facility in the town of Starling, Mississippi. Specifically, I appear to be stuck in a basement space. This is apparently where seafood monsters have been known to congregate. Zhou sighs, remaining silent for several seconds, before groaning in apparent frustration. Zhou: I have a partner. Officer Efrain Rodríguez. I told him to follow me in if nothing happened. Obviously, something happened, so he probably hasn't followed me inside. You can probably find him in the nearby village of Whitewater, one word, not to be confused with the… the "school" nearby. Zhou: In the meantime, thank you for rescuing me. Several seconds pass, before Zhou laughs derisively. Further away, the sound of creaking machinery can be heard. The tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 1] [BEGIN LOG 2.1] The tape recorder is switched on in what sounds to be a low-capacity factory floor. Machinery runs with significant squeaking, suggesting a general lack of maintenance. Zhou: This Officer Connor Zhou. After several hours of tunnels, I've found myself on what looks to be the factory floor. This is in-spite of the fact that I should be several stories underground by now. Zhou: Some of the machinery is running, but I don't see anyone running it. Most of it isn't. When Mr. Ngo talked to us on what Olney wasn't, he never mentioned it was this run-down. Zhou pauses for several seconds. Zhou: … maybe I'm just not in Olney anymore. He sighs. Zhou: Regardless, this is a peculiar departure from the last few hours. If the tunnels weren't cramped with crates, it was carts. If not carts, machinery. Around an hour ago, I had to take off my pack and squeeze through crates sideways. To find myself in a relatively open piece of factory floor… it's a welcome change. A pause. Zhou: On the other hand, I can no longer see the ceiling. [END LOG 2.1] [BEGIN LOG 5] Officer Zhou appears to be navigating a crowded room with concrete flooring. Zhou: If you haven't seen an actual factory, you'd be forgiven if you thought it's a giant metal box with catwalks and machinery. Actual factories are a bit more complex, and depending on the function you might even see open air. In this case, I don't see open air. I barely see the machines. Zhou pauses, grunting as he seems to squeeze through a tight space. Zhou: I don't see people, either. Maybe it's been automated, maybe not. But some of these machines aren't working, don't look like they can work. Some of them block the machines that still work. This… this "factory", for lack of a better word, it could seriously do with a human presence. Something squeaks against the floor as Zhou pushes through his current obstacle. He briefly stops. Zhou: … I don't know how long I've been walking. It feels like I only read about factories this large in Asia. Those… the ones the media points to, when it wants to impress schoolchildren. Zhou remains where he is for a few seconds more, before continuing. Zhou: I expected something more sinister, I'll admit. Slave lines. Suicide nets. Blood dripping from the gears. Ngo looked like a broken man, and talked like a slimebag. How does that happen to a man? Zhou: Mm. I think I'm starting to ramble. The tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 5] [BEGIN LOG 6] The tape recorder is switched on to a faint buzzing noise. The sound of machinery cannot be heard. Zhou: I don't know where I am. Now, when I say that, I don't mean it in the sense that I don't know where I am in this factory, which is still true. I mean I'm in a break room. Zhou: The room's a little wider than the tunnels, and not nearly as long. There's a conference table, no chairs, mini-fridge in the corner, a large… dresser? Hm. Corkboard on the wall, empty as of now, but a few pinpricks here and there. Someone's put a cross up, so I have to assume this… "American Christian Ministries", whatever, has its fingers here. Officer Zhou groans. Zhou: It's been… it has to be "days" by this point. I think I'm entitled to— Zhou cuts himself off as the muffled sound of footsteps and indistinct conversation can be heard. After a few seconds, Zhou hurries over to what is most likely the dresser, pulling it open and stepping inside before closing himself inside of it. Another door opens, and two figures enter the room. Unknown: Okay, Rockwell, why don't you tell me what you were thinking? I'm having trouble. Rockwell?: Well, again, I've got to protect my church. That man's got serpent in his blood, and you expect me to part the veil for that? Unknown: No, I didn't expect your homunculi to gas him like that. Not like that. Rockwell?: Come off, brother. I know what I'm doing. Unknown: Apparently not, because now we have a burnt-faced detective with one more mystery to solve. [indecipherable], Olney only sells because they're willfully ignorant of what we use BLACK FLY for, so what do you think happens when they find out? Rockwell?: Well, the BLACK FLY they're selling ain't what comes out our bottles. Worst comes to, we pin it on Ms. Amherst. Unknown: She's vengeful, you know. Rockwell?: Bad at shaking the Feds off. All remain silent for several seconds. Unknown: … so what of his friend? Rockwell?: Far as I know, he's been eaten by the Post-Industrial. God have mercy. Unknown: That doesn't mean he's dead, Rockwell. Every SUSEOCT2 we haven't dealt with is another liability to the restoration, another variable in CALAMITY3. We deal with him, or he deals with us. Need I remind you of Mr. Ford? Rockwell?: That case, I'll leave it to the Host. Ain't like it's got much better to do. Unknown: Mm. The unknown entity sighs. All remain silent for several seconds. Unknown: I'm still not happy about what you did to the fat one. Rockwell?: What, tear the demon from his mind? Brother, I've been in the thick of it for 29 years. I know how to bring people to God. Unknown: You worship a demiurge. Even I know that! Rockwell?: I don't worship the Scarlet King. Unknown: I wasn't talking about the Scarlet King. What, do you think the Church kept the Canaanites out? I've known them since they were called the Imitians, Rockwell, they're a bunch of fucking parasites that'll— Rockwell?: Don't get so worked up about the Jews again, brother. 'swhat they want. All remain silent for several seconds. Unknown: Fine. We'll talk later. Let's just grab the Host and be done with it all. A door opens, and the two figures move to exit the room. However, as one of them proceeds down the hall, the other pauses. Unknown: … I still don't know what I'm going to do with you, interloper. Maybe I'll skin you alive. Maybe I'll leave it to the Host. Whatever you are, be a good pet and wait for us here, would you? It'll be a lot easier that way. The unknown figure leaves the room. Officer Zhou remains in the dresser for around two minutes, before coming out and hurrying out of the room through the opposite door. The tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 6] [BEGIN LOG 15] The tape recorder is switched on; however, Officer Zhou remains silent for around 25 seconds, before speaking. Dripping can be heard nearby. Zhou: … when I say my father was a nationalist, I don't mean he was KMT. He was KMT, sure, but you don't leave Taiwan in '56 if you're still KMT. Although, maybe if you… Zhou pauses. Zhou: Point is, the man I grew up with cared more about the… the idea of China, moreso than Taiwan or the Mainland. I could see him fighting for the communists, royalists, the… you know, I'm still not sure why he moved to Houston. Zhou: The house language was Mandarin; Fùqīn ignored you if you talked in English. We were atheist, but we still lit incense on holidays and funerals. On weekends, Fùqīn pulled us children aside for something between a Chinese history lesson and interrogation. (Zhou chuckles) Āyí joked that he'd never left the military. Not really. A distant creaking noise echoes through Zhou's location. He speaks after a brief pause. Zhou: I wouldn't say my father hated Christianity. Neither Mandarin nor English have the right words for how he felt. It was more, mm, a severe lack of something… close to the word "trust"? Zhou sighs. Zhou: Whatever it was, Fùqīn was absolute. No Easter egg hunts. No youth gatherings at the nearby church. No Christmas parties. No Christmas specials. I didn't know what the cross was until I was 12, and I grew up in Texas. I'm surprised the Foundation didn't recruit him, instead. Zhou remains silent for around a minute. Zhou: … was this what you saw, Fùqīn? You could have warned me. You could have warned me. Several minutes of silence pass, interrupted only by the sounds of dripping water and distant creaking, before the tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 15] [BEGIN LOG 17] As the tape recorder is switched on, a squishing noise can be heard in the background. Officer Zhou does not speak. A few seconds into the recording, the distant sound of something soft and wet thudding against the floor can be heard. This sound repeats at steady intervals for around half a minute, a little less than once per second, before stopping. Suddenly, what sounds to be a crate is pushed violently across a concrete flooring, eliciting a muffled gasp from Officer Zhou. All remain silent for several seconds. The thudding sounds resume, quicker and louder than before. Occasionally they'll stop, and a crate will be struck, upended, or pried apart. As the thudding gets louder, so too does the squishing noise. A nearby crate creaks, eliciting another muffled gasp from Zhou. The creaking continues until one of its faces is pried off, and something soft and wet climbs into the crate. The Unknown Entity begins striking the crate from the inside with a sharp implement. A rat squeaks. The Unknown Entity quickly leaves the crate. A wet crunching sound is followed by a shriek from the rat, then silence. Eventually, the wet thudding resumes, growing quieter as it continues, until it's not longer audible. The tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 17] [BEGIN LOG 21] Officer Zhou begins speaking as soon as the tape recorder is switched on. He speaks uncharacteristically fast as he powerwalks across a concrete floor. Zhou: This isn't a factory. Factories produce goods for use or consumption by humans or their pets. This produces nothing. It's a hole in the ground dedicated to swallowing people. Even The Factory, proper noun, that produces consumer goods. Maybe this was a factory, once, but not anymore. What is it now? What is it now? The tape recorder is switched off immediately. [END LOG 21] [BEGIN LOG 22] The tape is switched on near active (if rusted) machinery. Zhou: … Warlord Style Rat, a la Olney. Officer Zhou can be heard unzipping his pack, retrieving what sounds to be a distressed rat. Zhou: In times of trouble in Manchuria, and there was a lot of trouble in Manchuria, people like my great-grandfather would produce all sorts of culinary innovations. While I may not be as skilled as him, I'm… very, very hungry, and I didn't think I'd have to pack many rations. You make do. Zhou spits. A faint sizzling can be heard. Zhou: I don't think it's common knowledge, but factory machinery can run up to… well, it's hot enough to cook. If you forgot to bring a campfire cooker to your industrial grave, store-bought is fine. Zhou: Right, okay. The first thing you need to do is to make sure you're not hallucinating from hunger. When I poke the rat, it's real. (The rat squeaks) If it's not real, I'm screwed, so I have to hope it's real. Because violence appears to be the only language spoken in my living household, that means I have to kill it. A wet crunching sound can be heard in tandem with a cry from the rat, followed by silence. Zhou: …I… Zhou's next words are spoken too quietly to be properly distinguished; however, the word "cannibal" can be discerned near the end. Zhou: Right, okay, step two, recognize you're hallucinating from days spent in the dark. Realize that all of your fears aren't real. Realize your hunger is. Put the rat on the fucking burner (in Mandarin) or so help me, son, I'll lose it! Zhou throws the dead rat onto a piece of metal machinery. For the next two minutes, only the sizzling of the rat, the grinding machinery, and Zhou's labored breathing can be heard. Just as Zhou begins sobbing, the tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 22] [BEGIN LOG 25] The tape recorder is switch on. Officer Zhou inhales as if about to speak, only to begin laughing. This continues for several seconds, ending with Zhou clearing his throat. Zhou then makes another inhaling sound, only to begin laughing again. He laughs for another two minutes, interspersed with coughs and wheezing. By the end, it's unclear as to whether he's still laughing, or if he's begun weakly sobbing. Regardless, Zhou pauses for several more seconds before speaking. Zhou: It's a corpse. The tape recorder is switched off. [END LOG 25] ADDENDUM-4370-003: MATERIALS RETRIEVED FROM PHONE Upon recovery, Officer Zhou's phone was broken beyond repair. The following data was recovered through drive imaging, and only constitutes its usage during Zhou's disappearance. Authorized personnel may request the full image from RAISA. ► RECOVERED MATERIALS ▼ ACCESS GRANTED MEDIUM: Video NOTE: File was previously deleted, but not wiped. [BEGIN LOG 1] Video begins with Zhou looking into his camera. Zhou: This is— Zhou's front light gets brighter, causing Zhou to yelp in surprise and drop his phone. The recording is stopped not long after. [END LOG 1] MEDIUM: Video [BEGIN LOG 2] Video begins with Zhou shielding his eyes as he looks into his camera. Zhou: This is Officer Zhou, of Mobile Task Force Gamma-691. I… Officer Zhou trails off. His brow furrows, and he remains silent for several seconds. Zhou: … look at this. Officer Zhou turns on his phone's flashlight, and flips the camera around. He pans over what appears to be a cramped and derelict factory floor. Wooden crates and steel racks have been scattered about, blocking many lanes designated for walkways and vehicle traffic. Most of the machines have been rusted over, though the sound of working (if rusted) machinery can be heard from further in. After stopping on a wall of warning signs with messages in English, Spanish, and Vietnamese, Zhou makes his way further down a walkway. He passes several notable scenes, including: A rusted forklift, laying on its side at an intersection. A former cleanroom laboratory, separated by broken windows and full of document bins. One bin in particular is stacked near the window; closer examination suggests it to be full of miscellaneous shipping orders. An activated mechanical sorter, connected to a larger, nonfunctional conveyor system. Several components are stained with blood and hair. As Zhou continues, a steady series of bangs can be heard from further down. At one point, Zhou stops, before proceeding at a faster pace to its source. This continues for approximately ten minutes. Finally, Zhou arrives at what appears to be an enormous pneumatic crusher. It follows a roughly 20 second timer: the crusher activates, remains still for four seconds, spends twelve seconds rising back up, and remains still for four more seconds before activating once more. Zhou watches the crusher for around six cycles, before panning the camera up. The device it's attached to goes up for at least 100 meters, before disappearing into the darkness. Zhou ends the recording. [END LOG 2] MEDIUM: Text message NOTE: Recipient was Officer Efrain Rodriguez [BEGIN LOG 5] 12:31 PM Rodriguez, this Connor Zhou. I'm inside of some kind of giant factory, likely an anomalous extension of the Olney facility. Using cell service, not sure how. It's stronger in some places. No GPS. Some outlets. Heard Rockwell and someone else talking about a "burnt-faced detective". Was that you? 2:42 PM I'm sorry I didn't say this before: Fuck this town. Fuck everyone in this town. Always felt like I was a minute away from either a hate crime or a lecture on the "white working class". 2:58 PM Which is basically just a hate crime. 8:35 PM It's so dark in here I miss the sun 11:19 PM I don't want to die. [END LOG 5] MEDIUM: Playlist. DESCRIPTION: Between logs 6 and 8, Officer Zhou appears to have constructed a playlist, largely consisting of lyrically-heavy music. In particular, Spoken Word makes up a significant portion of the tracks included. The playlist is titled "Talk To Me". MEDIUM: Voice memo [BEGIN LOG 10.3] At this point in the memo, Officer Zhou has devolved into wandering while singing to himself, alternating largely between Mandarin folk songs, English rock, and poorly-enunciated Cantopop. He will occasionally pause, presumably to take a sip of water; it is shortly after one such pause that he begins speaking. Zhou: (in Mandarin) I didn't love Agent Rodríguez. Everyone seems to think that, you know, me and him were… partners. (He pauses.) It's cause we're a rural task force. Ever since Officer McTriss, uh… forget I said anything. Zhou: You know, I… don't think I ever thought about it. There's no real line I can see in my head. I've only ever gone for girls, but when I try to think about men like that, there's no alarm that goes off, nothing to tell me I'm… "out of bounds". But it doesn't occur to me unless I let it occur to me, and it certainly doesn't occur to me with Agent Rodríguez. Zhou remains silent for several seconds. Zhou: …oh. I can see him thinking that. He sighs. Zhou: Sensory deprivation is surprisingly liberating. Sure, I'm running the battery on my lifeline, but… who cares? I'm going to run out of water. (He chuckles.) I'm going to run out of water! What a way to— Zhou cuts himself off and stops. He remains quiet for several seconds, before making his way across a metal catwalk. The sound of construction equipment can be faintly heard, growing louder as he proceeds. Finally, Zhou's footfalls can no longer be heard over the construction noise. Officer Zhou begins to cry, and the recording ends. [END LOG 10] MEDIUM: Photo Log 11. MEDIUM: Video [BEGIN LOG 16] Video begins with Officer Zhou pointing the camera around to himself. Compared to pre-disappearance, Zhou is significantly thinner. Zhou: June 6th. (Enunciating) June… 6th. He pauses, before shaking his head and opening his mouth to continue. Zhou: … I'm free. He laughs. Zhou: I'm free. Officer Zhou pans the camera around the room. He is lying in a simple wooden bed inside of a small bedroom. The make of the walls suggest a temporary housing unit, similar to those employed by Olney Ironworks for long-term work projects. Sunlight spills through a window on the far wall. Zhou: The GPS says I'm somewhere in Wisconsin. It's a cool seventy-something out, and the sunlight is… it's sunlight. Real sunlight. Zhou: I know this isn't an actual report, but I don't know where I should start. I'm… I was taken in by one Mrs… Alice Wagner? She works on-site. Saw me coming out of the building, took me in, let me use her shower — surprised she has one in this building — and… and that's it. I think I heard her making breakfast just after I woke up. Zhou pauses. Zhou: I'm going to… I'm going to ask Agent Imbeault out. I'm going home. Zhou gets up off the bed and, possibly forgetting about his recording, affixes his phone to his belt. He then puts on his boots, and heads out of the door. Then he screams, and stumbles back. The main room of the housing is split between a living room and a small kitchen. Presently, the phone is angled in such a way that only the kitchen and the right half of the living room are visible, both of which are relatively clean. Indeed, there is no indication that "Mrs. Wagner" had prepared any sort of breakfast. Then a squishing noise, similar to those heard in Addendum 2, Log 17, can be heard from just beyond the kitchen, and Officer Zhou rushes to the door. He slips — a puddle of blood seems to be pooling from somewhere out of frame — and barely makes it to the exit before the door to the bathrooms bursts open, and the squishing gets louder. Zhou throws open the front door, and runs out of the temporary house. Around him is a half-built industrial facility, fenced-in on all sides. Zhou: No, no— As the squishing noise follows Officer Zhou, he makes a run for the facility gate. It is locked, and as Zhou draws closer, it becomes clear that no one is manning the entrance. In lieu of climbing the gate, Zhou runs for the door to the gatekeeper's kiosk, which is unlocked. Throwing the door closed, Zhou turns to the kiosk's control panel. Though he tries the gate controls, nothing happens.4 Zhou turns to the door, only to find its glass panel obscured by a writhing red mass; turning around, he sees another door, opposite the control panel. With no other options, he throws the door open and escapes down the dimly-lit hallway beyond. A review of the footage demonstrates this hallway to be a spacial anomaly; it is considerably more spacious than the facility fencing. As Zhou runs down the hallway, the squishing noise follows, though Zhou is considerably faster. Eventually, the squishing noise is barely audible, though Zhou continues running. After around three minutes of non-stop running, Zhou turns the hallway to find a gate mechanism some ways down. Stumbling over the threshold, Zhou pauses for breath, before getting up and looking around for its controls. He takes his phone off of his belt. Zhou: Really?! Zhou laughs, and turns on his flashlight before searching for controls. He finds a small switch on the wall, nearly invisible without the light, and flips it. As the gate begins to close, SCP-4370-1 begins rounding the corner. SCP-4370-1 appears to be a humanoid-shaped mass of red tentacles, wearing a leather apron. Despite this, SCP-4370-1 is remarkably durable: though bits of flesh are blasted off by Zhou's pistol, its approach is only somewhat slowed. As Zhou stops recoiling — having spent his available magazine — it becomes clear that its form is kept together by a combination of twine and zip-ties, some of which have been sawed apart by the hooks in its suckers. Ultimately, however, SCP-4370-1 fails to reach Officer Zhou before the gate closes completely. Zhou: … fuck, okay. I should… Zhou trails off, and remains silent for several seconds. It is unclear whether he breaks the silence with laughter or sobbing; either way, he throws his phone against the wall, and the video ends. [END LOG 16] ADDENDUM-4370-004: MATERIALS RETRIEVED FROM BODY CAMERA Officer Zhou's body camera remained deactivated for the majority of his disappearance. The following logs consists primarily of footage taken before his disappearance; however, Zhou reactivated it near the end of his disappearance. Due to the destruction of Officer Rodríguez's body camera, Log 1 is the only record of Zhou's disappearance. ► RECOVERED MATERIALS ▼ ACCESS GRANTED [BEGIN LOG 1.1] Footage begins in the lobby of the Saltside Inn, the motel where Officers Rodríguez and Zhou were stationed. Zhou adjusts his camera. Officer Rodríguez: You ready to roll? Officer Zhou: Rolling. The camera steadies, and Zhou turns to face Rodríguez. Rodríguez: I hate this town, Connor. Zhou: Don't I know it. [END LOG 1.1] [BEGIN LOG 1.3] Officer Zhou climbs into the passenger's seat of their vehicle and closes the door behind him. He dons his seatbelt, adjusting it to keep his body camera in view. Rodríguez starts the car, adjusts the GPS, pulls out of the motel, and makes for Starling. Both remain silent for a few minutes. Rodríguez: … you think there's something bigger going on? Zhou: Besides the neocon squid cult? Rodríguez: No, I… okay, yeah, that too, but I mean, what do they want? Zhou: You tell me. Rodríguez pauses. Rodríguez: Have you read the 5952 file? Command cleared it for us after the Tuesday check-in. After… dash H, I spent most of the day reviewing what we had. There's a lot of audio. Zhou: I looked over some of the transcripts. Concerning, but nothing we don't already know. Rodríguez: Sure, but… I don't know. I'm stuck on some of the things the kid said. "Egregore?" "Boneless malevolence?" Zhou: You think she's seen the squid? Rodríguez: Maybe? But that's not the point. Kids don't say things like that, not out of nowhere. I actually looked up "egregore." You know where that's from? Zhou pauses. Zhou: I'm thinking… Gnostic Bible? Rodríguez: Book of Enoch. Maybe you see some occult weirdo throw it around, but it's not Protestant, and sure as hell's not young adult reading. Whitewater taught her that. Zhou: That's… yeah, that's a bit weird. But what's your point? Rodríguez: I don't think CMA's endgame is the apocalypse. I… I think it's evangelism. Both remain silent for several seconds. Zhou: Evangelism of what? Rodríguez does not answer. [END LOG 1.3] [BEGIN LOG 1.7] Zhou and Rodríguez arrive at the Starling Manufacturing Plant. Parking at the visitor entrance, the two exit the car and turn to the factory. Zhou: Bad sign if they're closed. Rodríguez: Olney's… fucked. I don't know how they're going make it through this year. The two Officers approach the factory grounds. Typical of GoI-952, it is in poor condition, with discolored bricking and sheeting. Patches of rust are visible on several pipes. Notably, a field of corn grows on the far side of the grounds, planted along an invisible boundary. Both continue silently for a few minutes, until Zhou speaks. Zhou: So, do we break in? Rodríguez: Looks like it. I've been on Olney missions before, and we've got some… leeway, working with them. Zhou: 'Do whatever we want to them.' Rodríguez: Not like they fight back. Zhou sighs, and the two Officers explore the grounds. Despite the facility's value, Olney appears to have posted no manual security; at the very least, Zhou and Rodríguez manage to avoid potential security guards. The two continue to explore for around ten minutes, until Rodríguez stops. Rodríguez: Hey. Rodríguez points to something, and Zhou turns to look. Before him is a wooden cellar door, set into the ground. Zhou: … that's convenient. (He kneels to look.) You think that leads to the tunnels Ngo was talking around? Rodríguez: Only one way to find out. Rodríguez approaches the trapdoor and, with considerable trepidation, tries it. The door is unlocked, though it takes some effort to open. In the meantime, Zhou removes his flashlight from his belt and points it at the door; as soon as it's open, he activates the light. The door leads to a stairwell, somewhat steep, with a metal railing. Taped onto the inside of the door is a flyer from Olney, instructing employees or others 'in an unfamiliar area' to call their service line; it is repeated in Spanish and Vietnamese. Rodríguez whistles. Rodríguez: Thought it'd be more interesting than a help line. Zhou: Mm. (He straightens his camera.) Right, heading down. Cover me. Rodríguez: Cover you? Zhou: I don't think Ngo was bluffing. Real piece of work, but we have no reason to believe he's lying about a death toll. Just, uh… fifteen seconds to scout the entrance, and you can come down. Rodríguez pauses. Rodríguez: … I'm not letting you die down there, man. Zhou: You worry too much. Again: cover me. Drawing his firearm, Zhou proceeds carefully down the stairs. For eleven seconds, Zhou proceeds without interruption. Then, the feed shifts. Upon a seemingly endless field of salt, under a sky of white-noise patterns, lies an enormous bronze steer. Its abdomen has burst open, and its intestines spill forth over the plains… and even so, the steer lives. Various animals play among its viscera; none regard the red tentacles that weave through the offal, snatching up the least of them and pulling them down, never to emerge. Recording is stopped. [END LOG 1] [BEGIN LOG 2] Footage begins within an enormous, dimly-lit system of catwalks. The light appears to come from somewhere above the camera's field of vision; its back and forth shifting across the field of catwalks, along with the sound of an enormous creaking chain, suggests it is swaying. A red figure can occasionally be seen on the other side of the catwalks. Officer Zhou takes a deep breath, and exhales. His voice is noticeably hoarse. Zhou: … I think I understand. There's a pause, and Zhou begins walking along the catwalks. Zhou: I couldn't save Whitewater. That was never going to be an option. Could you save your bathroom rug after a decade soaked in corpse juice? Could I be saved? You could pull me out of here, but nothing could pull the grooves out of my brain. They're too deep. Zhou: What could you possibly do to bring Zhou back? My stomach aches, but no amount of food will clear the taste of rat from my tongue. My eyes strain, but no amount of sunlight will wipe the dark from my mind. My head reels, but no drug could fill… Zhou chuckles. Zhou: I feel like I'm floating. There's no way I'm walking upon solid ground. "Post-Industrial". What is that terrible terminal clarity? As Zhou walks the catwalks, the red figure can be seen more frequently, and with more detail. It appears to be SCP-4370-1. Zhou: I don't know why I'm still trying to impress you. Poems aren't going to save me. Zhou continues navigating the catwalks in relative silence. Several minutes in, he can be heard mumbling to himself. He appears to be repeating the names "Joseph McCarthy", "Anthony Comstock", and "George Lincoln Rockwell". Approximately 9 minutes into the recording, SCP-4370-1 appears to spot Officer Zhou, and can be seen rushing over. Recording is stopped just before SCP-4370-1 attempts to make physical contact. [END LOG 2] ADDENDUM-4370-005: MATERIALS RETRIEVED FROM RECOVERED VIDEO CAMERA There has been significant internal debate over whether or not to declassify the contents of the camera discovered by Officer Zhou. Foundation ethicists assigned to SCP-4370 argue that it has no informational value, merely constituting the propaganda put forth by forces hostile to the Foundation's cause. However, Officer Zhou has insisted it be kept on-record, in order to provide context to the events of the Whitewater investigations. Ultimately, the SCP-4370 containment team has decided to include its contents for posterity. VIDEO LOG 4370-BE [BEGIN LOG] Video opens on PoI-3178 ("Elder Rockwell"), a Whitewater-based pastor and a suspect of the SCP-5952 and SCP-3178 investigations. He is standing on a dimly-lit catwalk, similar to those recorded in previous logs. The camera is steady. Rockwell: Well met, Foundation. You may know me as "Elder Rockwell", headmaster of the Whitewater Second Chance School for Troubled Teens. (He smiles.) Good crop, this year. Far away, a piece of machinery groans. Rockwell: Now, I get the feeling you think we're enemies, that I'm some sort of… "bad actor". I do apologize about the wrong feet we got off on, but as far as I'm concerned? Water under the bridge. Rockwell: The truth is, Foundation, that America's got a problem. It's been out for decades, now, eating away its heart like a God-forsaken cancer. Jobs are going East, people are going broke, and all the while, that great shadow across our nation's getting bigger by the day. He gestures to his left, and the camera pans in turn. Rusted machinery fills the factory floor, still and broken. The camera pans back. Rockwell: I don't want this any more than you do. Them forces that keep us down, why, there's just as much my enemy as yours! If we want to take the Synagogue of Satan, we need to put our differences aside, and work together as a team. He smiles, and holds his arms outstretched. Rockwell: Won't you? [END LOG] ► Show (1) Proposed Additions ▼ DOCUMENT 4370-OVERWATCH-B Having originated from the anomaly, the video camera documented in Addendum-4370-005 was analyzed extensively. While Video-4370-BE was the only available video on the camera, it was not, in fact, the only video it had recorded. Imaging of the hard drive revealed data associated with a now-deleted video, designated Video-4370-BF, that had been recorded prior to Video-4370-BE. Due to the contents of the video, it was not declassified with the rest of SCP-4370's associated documentation. Officer Zhou has not been notified of its contents. VIDEO LOG 4370-BF [BEGIN LOG] Footage begins with on a shot of a nude and emaciated human male and an eyeless canine anomaly hovering over it, holding a knife in its jaws. A small red tentacle covers the lens, obscuring the man's face from view. The anomaly lowers its muzzle to make an incision in the man; however, it quickly stops, and another muzzle comes into view. Canine Anomaly: Put it away, now. Recording is stopped. [END LOG] CLOSING NOTES: The voice of the Canine Anomaly matches that of the unknown figure from Addendum 2, Log 6. Footnotes 1. An topologically-anomalous genus of slime mold that was exterminated by the Global Occult Coalition in the 1980s. 2. Southern United States Extranormal Organization Cooperation Treaty. 3. [REDACTED] 4. Reviewing the footage, it appears the gate required authentication via key fob. 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SCP-4371	euclid	Aftermath of event Scharmützel-2017. Item #: SCP-4371 Special Containment Procedures: Containment of SCP-4371 is focused on the suppression of information concerning the anomaly and preventing and mitigating against its effects. The Hotel Campo Imperatore has been acquired by a Foundation front company, to be used as a center of operations surrounding SCP-4371. A video surveillance system has been installed around the hotel area to record Scharmützel events. In order to prevent the effects of a Scharmützel event, the hotel's facilities will be vacated, reducing its occupancy to a minimum of essential Foundation staff during the 11th, 12th and 13th of September of each year. Additionally, closures will be established in the access routes to Monte Portella to prevent access by civilians to the area. It is forbidden to leave the hotel facilities between 20:00 on September 11 and 7:00 on September 12. Deaths associated with a Scharmützel event will be attributed to injuries caused by accidents or due to the discovery of active munitions remaining from the Second World War. If civilians were to gain access to the area during a Scharmützel event, any survivors will be detained, interrogated and treated with amnestics before release. Description: SCP-4371 is the designation for an annual anomalous event surrounding the meadows of the Campo Imperatore1, where two military forces will appear and battle each other in an attempt to gain access to the Campo Imperatore hotel grounds2, continuing the confrontation until the complete elimination of the members of one of the forces or the neutralization of one or both leaders. Christopher Lee (PoI 77918) SCP-4371-L corresponds to an army made up of several hundred3 humanoid entities (hereafter referred as SCP-4371-L2). Those instances show deformities in their facial features as well as greenish-brown pigmentation in the skin, with stature similar to that of non-anomalous humans. SCP-4371-L2 posses a variety of medieval weapons, such as bows, axes, and swords and are hostile to all other individuals. During a Scharmützel event, members of SCP-4371-L will attempt to stop the advance of SCP-4371-S. SCP-4371-L2 instances are directed by SCP-4371-L1, a humanoid of Caucasian descent of approximately 80 years of age, dressed in a white tunic and carrying a staff with which it directs troop movements. SCP-4371-L1 has been noted to closely resemble British actor Christopher Lee (PoI-77918)4, in his role as Saruman in the Lord of the Rings film series. Otto Skorzeny (PoI 66421) SCP-4371-S corresponds to a group of about a hundred of humanoid entities, characterized and equipped as members of the Waffen-SS (entities hereinafter referred as SCP-4371-S2).5 This detachment is led by a humanoid entity (hereinafter referred to as SCP-4371-S1), resembling a man of Caucasian descent of about 40 years of age, showing a strong resemblance to Otto Skorzeny (PoI 66421).6 SCP-4371-S2 instances are non-hostile to all other individuals aside from SCP-4371-L1 instances, focusing their efforts on accessing the Campo Imperatore grounds. Discovery Log: The first incident associated with SCP-4371 would have occurred during the early hours of September 12, 2015, when a group of deer hunters was attacked by what the survivors described as "orcs", two of the civilians involved were killed as a consequence of the injuries suffered and the rest of those involved managed to flee thanks to the intervention of "a group of German soldiers who shot at the orcs" (sic). The intervention of a liaison officer allowed the transfer of the individuals to Foundation control, where they were interrogated and subsequently amnestized. A cover story that both deceased had been victims of the attack by third parties was established. Events Log: The registration of events corresponding to the years 2016, 2017 and 2018 was possible thanks to a video surveillance system established in the perimeter around the point of interest. Due to limitations in the distribution of camera traps in the monitoring area, the log obtained is not sequential. The audio records obtained were fragmentary and inconsistent, except in the final stage of each event. Event Scharmützel-2016 [0:15]: A group of three instances of SCP-4371-S2 is ambushed by about a dozen instances of SCP-4371-L2, starting a fight. In spite of the technological superiority of the armament of the SCP-4371-S2 instances, they are neutralized by the SCP-4371-L2 instances. An instance of SCP-4371-L2 produces what appears to be a hunting horn from a backpack and plays it, causing instances SCP-4371-L2 close to the place of combat to approach. [1:25]: At least five groups formed by twenty SCP-4371-L2 instances pass under the surveillance point from different directions, apparently tracking and searching procedure. In spite of the low level of light present, the instances do not carry flashlights or other sources of illumination and move without problems. [2:18]: Nearly a hundred instances of SCP-4371-L2 surround a group of about twenty instances of SCP-4371-S2, who manage to repel them effectively with the use of firearms7 and hand grenades, causing multiple casualties among the forces of SCP-4371-L2. [3:15]: The second platoon of SCP-4371-S2 is attacked by numerous instances of SCP-4371-L2, ending with the death of most of the members of SCP-4371-S2. [4:23]: An army of about 350 instances of SCP-4371-L2, commanded by SCP-4371-L1, heads towards the Campo Imperatore meadow, where they meet the remnants of SCP-4371-S forces led by SCP-4371-S1, engaging in combat on the spot. Both SCP-4371-L1 and SCP-4371-S1 intervene, causing multiple casualties in the opposing forces, resulting in the end of the combat favorable for the forces of SCP-4371-L. [5:53]: A model Storch aircraft lands in a nearby meadow and is boarded by SCP-4371-S1, while a dozen SCP-4371-S2 instances fire covering his retreats. [After the disappearance of SCP-4371-S1 the microphones close to the meadow recorded sounds similar to instrumental music for a period close to 5 minutes, being later identified by audio analysts of Site-19 as a piece belonging to the musical genre of symphonic power metal] [6:45]: The deceased and survivors who participated in the Scharmützel-2016 event disappear. Event Scharmützel-2017 [23:15] (Only audio): Shots and sporadic screams are recorded for 30 minutes, indicating that isolated clashes are taking place. [2:33]: About twenty instances of SCP-4371-S2 equipped with flame throwers begin to burn the forest area around the observation point, causing multiple casualties to SCP-4371-L2. [3:27]: After withstanding multiple casualties, SCP-4371-L2 instances manage to contain the advance of SCP-4371-S1 instances armed with flame throwers. The fire remains contained to an area of around two hectares. [4:13]: About fifty instances of SCP-4371-S2 led by SCP-4371-S1 manage to arrive at a distance of 1000 meters from the enclosure of the Campo Imperatore Hotel, where they engage the remnants of the forces of SCP-4371-L. [5:38]: Thirty instances of SCP-4371-S2 were able to close the distance of 500 meters from the Campo Imperatore hotel, and their advance was stopped by a pack of wolves (Canis lupus), apparently led by SCP-4371-L1. Additionally, the appearance of a large number of common bats (Pipistrellus pipistrellus) covers the withdrawal of SCP-4371-L1. [After the disappearance of SCP-4371-L1 the near-site recording system recorded sounds similar to German music for about 3 minutes, being later characterized by audio analysts from Site-19 as a World War II period musical theme.8 [6:45]: Disappearance of the deceased and surviving instances that participated in the SCP-4371-2017 event. Event Scharmützel-2018 This event recorded the largest number of instances belonging to both sides and the highest level of equipment, with SCP-4371-L forces equipped with bows, swords and axes, as well as three trebuchets, and SCP-4371-S forces equipped with grenade launchers in addition to conventional weaponry. Unlike the previous incidents, there are no skirmishes or isolated combats or ambush actions, both armies being positioned in the meadow of Campo Imperatore, where they engage in combat. It also corresponds to the first event in which there is a record of direct contact between SCP-4371-L1 and SCP-4371-S1. For reasons of brevity, only the most relevant events of the event are mentioned. [2:16]: The members of SCP-4371-L and SCP-4371-S begin to position themselves at the northern and southern points of the meadow. No skirmishes or isolated aggressions are observed from members of both sides. Both forces carry torches for illumination. [3:16]: The battle begins. A platoon of SCP-4371-S2 instances opens fire, killing dozens of SCP-4371-L2 instances. The attack is responded with bows shots and rocks thrown with slings. [3:53]: Projectiles thrown by SCP-4371-L trebuchets cause multiple casualties between the forces of SCP-4371-S that are in the front line, generating a breach and allowing the direct attack of the instances of SCP-4371-L2. [4:08]: Trebuchets are destroyed by the use of Panzerfaust by instances of SCP-4371-S2. Additionally, the grenades generate multiple casualties among the SCP-4371-L instances that operated the catapults and the nearby troops. From that point on, most of the fight is hand-to-hand or using short-range weapons. [6:06]: Most of the instances of SCP-4371-L2 and SCP-4371-S2 are dead or incapacitated as a result of the fighting of the last few hours, with isolated clashes occurring and it is not possible to distinguish a victorious side from this combat. SCP-4371-L1 dismounts from a horse and abandons his staff, extracting from between his clothes a retractable baton that begins to radiate a reddish luminosity. SCP-4371-S1 throws his rifle and draws a large hunting knife, approaching SCP-4371-L1. Both instances seem to greet each other and exchange a few words before starting a knife fight. After a few minutes of fighting SCP-4371-L1 manages to make a deep cut in the abdomen of SCP-4371-S1 while SCP-4371-S1 stabs him in the chest. Both instances collapse, dying a few moments later. This causes the disappearance of all active and deceased instances participating in the event about 35 minutes before sunrise on September 12, 2018. Update: Additional discovery The following note, handwritten in parchment ink, was found during a routine inspection by Foundation staff on the morning of September 12, 2018, on the grounds near the Campo Imperatore Hotel. I spent my life looking for a worthy role to play and only death could give it to me. C.L. As of September 30, 2019, no new Scharmutzel event or anomalous activity related to SCP-4371 has been noted. If no further activity takes place by October 2020, SCP-4371 will be reclassified as Neutralized. Footnotes 1. Located in the province of l'Aquila, Abruzzo, Italy 2. Known as the place from where German commandos liberated Benito Mussolini in September 1943. 3. Depending on the event, between 300 and 500 individuals have been counted. 4. Before becoming an actor Christopher Lee served during World War II in the Royal Air Force, first as a pilot and later as a participant in special operations in Italy and Africa. Lee passed away in June 2015. 5. The Waffen-SS corresponded to the armed section of the Schutzstaffel, a Nazi paramilitary organization, dissolved at the end of the Second World War. 6. Otto Skorzeny was an Austrian colonel of the Waffen-SS known for his participation in the rescue operation of dictator Benito Mussolini in 1943. Skorzeny died in July 1975. 7. Weapons identified as MP43 rifles. 8. Specifically SS Marschiert in Feindesland theme.
SCP-4372	euclid	SCP-4372: So Very Small, So Very Safe Author: Francis Scalia. Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 3/4372 LEVEL 3/4372 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4372 euclid Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned MTF Site-77 Dr. Shirley Gillespie Dr. Brian Haskell N/A Special Containment Procedures SCP-4372-1 SCP-4372 should be kept in a standard containment unit measuring no less than 20x20x20m within Site-77. The boundary of SCP-4372 must be monitored to ensure it does not come into contact with the walls of the containment unit. Exploration teams must to be tethered to a recovery winch anchored beyond the border of SCP-4372. The Ashby Protocol was enacted by Dr. Joseph Edmunson on ██/██/17. Therefore, manned exploration of SCP-4372 is no longer permitted. No contact is to be attempted with effects/entities within SCP-4372. Communications originating from SCP-4372 are not from Foundation personnel. Description SCP-4372 is a gaseous substance that forms a half-sphere reaching 4.5 m in height and fluctuates between 10 m and 14 m in diameter. The substance resembles a dense smoke, and physical contact leaves a dusty residue comprising of carbon, calcium, phosphorus, and other molecules believed to have biological origins. It is unknown if living matter can be safely recalled from SCP-4372. External testing during manned exploration suggests that matter within the boundaries of the SCP-4372 is compressed into increasingly smaller, flatter dimensions as it approaches the center. Individuals within SCP-4372 do not seem to notice this effect. Due to these compression effects, the internal topography of SCP-4372 appears vastly larger than its outer dimensions. Crossing the threshold of the gaseous substance reveals a barren, desert-like environment completely saturated in SCP-4372, which is otherwise devoid of notable features. SCP-4372-1 is a light source that appears to float at the center of the gaseous substance. External observation measures SCP-4372-1 emitting visible light at 3500 lumens. Reports from inside SCP-4372 depict the light in the distance, resting near the horizon. Attempts by Foundation personnel to reach SCP-4372-1 are not believed to have succeeded. Manned expeditions have confirmed the presence of humanoid entities within SCP-4372. Neither intent nor agency of these entities has been confirmed. Attached Addenda Addendum 4372.1: Exploration Logs On ██/██/2017, Dr. Mai Giang Lê oversaw the first and only manned exploration of SCP-4372. A Provisional Exploration Team (PET) was assembled including two D-class personnel experienced in exploratory testing and equipped with modified Foundation chemical HAZMAT equipment. Dr. Mai and Researcher Edmunson supervised the mission from the control room overlooking SCP-4372, while Specialist Addaway was assigned to personnel recall duty within the containment cell. Physical actions recorded by cameras in the control room and containment cell were transposed into these transcripts when applicable. No useable footage from inside SCP-4372 was recovered. Exploration 4372.1 Audio Log Transcript Date: ██/██/2017, 0617 hours Team Lead: Dr. Mai Giang Lê, Head Researcher [BEGIN LOG] D-82626: Well, now I feel like an astronaut. Just like I always dreamed. D-30199: How's your airflow? (D-82626 gives the "thumbs up" sign.) Dr. Mai: Gentleman, please vocalize all responses for the record. Drone cameras haven't sent much back, so we don't know if we'll get any useful video. D-82626: Yep, okay. The suit's fine. I can see a scratch on the faceplate, is that okay? Dr. Mai: Yes, we saw it during suit check. It's just a scratch in the reflective coat. Addaway, please hook up the recall winches. (Addaway nods at the camera and clips tethers into the back of the PET's HAZMAT suits.) D-82626: That smoke shit is weird. What is it? D-30199: No idea. It's not supposed to be dangerous, though. Just dusty. D-82626: Why the spaceman suits if it isn't dangerous? D-30199: You can go naked if you want. D-82626: Seriously, though? D-30199: Maybe it's only dangerous if you're playing around in it. D-82626: Right. Boss, could you please remind me of our mission objective? Dr. Mai: You're to enter SCP-4372 and investigate the nature of 4372-1. D-82626: Yeah. I thought so. Addaway: Don't worry, guys. You're pros, right? And I've done this a thousand times. D-82626: Pulled idiots out of scary clouds? Addaway: No, uh. You know. The winch. Pulled this lever. (D-82626 looks to D-30199 and grunts.) Addaway: I guess I can go on break if you want. D-30199: No, no, we very much respect your winching expertise. Glad you're here, right Twenty-Six? Addaway: Seriously, I can leave it to you. I missed breakfast. There's a sandwich waiting for me in the fridge. Dr. Mai: Gentleman, all precautions have been taken. The filters will block particulate matter, and the suits are rated for gamma radiation. D-82626: Yes, boss. Dr. Mai: You'll be fine. Please proceed into SCP-4372. D-30199: Roger. Let's go, Twenty-Six. (PET-4372 approaches the boundary of SCP-4372. D-82626 hesitates, extending a hand into SCP-4372, before he is gently pushed beyond the boundary by D-30199. D-30199 enters SCP-4372.) (Contact with PET-4372 is lost for 2 hours and 39 minutes.) [END LOG] ██/██/2017, 0904 hours Close log ██/██/2017, 0904 hours Exploration 4372.2 Audio Log Transcript Date: ██/██/2017, 0904 hours Team Lead: Dr. Mai Giang Lê, Head Researcher Notes: This log may contain illegitimate communications from effects/entities within SCP-4372, and care should be taken in its interpretation. [BEGIN LOG] D-82626: The hell is this? Dr. Mai: Twenty-Six? D-82626: What the hell is this? D-30199: We're fine, Doctor Mai. Ninety-Nine checking in. R. Edmunson: This is Edmunson. Can you read your watch for me? D-30199: Uh, just a second. This dust is everywhere. D-82626: I'm a little nauseous here. I do not want to throw up in my helmet. Dr. Mai: Again. D-82626: Again. D-30199: It's 0625 hours. R. Edmunson: Noted, thanks. D-30199: Everything okay? R. Edmunson: Affirmative. Data confirms what the drones sent back. Dr. Mai: What do you see? D-82626: It's like standing on dirty glass. Slippery. We should have brought cleats. D-30199: There's nothing out here, Doctor. Just this dust everywhere. We can see the light. It's pretty far away. Temperature's fine, though. Thought it'd be colder. Dr. Mai: Your camera lens is obscured. Can you try to clean it? D-30199: Yeah, uh, just a second. Is that better? Dr. Mai: Not really, no. Same as the drones. It is what it is. Just describe what you're seeing. D-82626: Nothing. There's nothing here except dust and a whole lot of flat. D-30199: And the light. The dust seems like it's blowing toward it. I want to try something, just a second. D-82626: Shit. Let me try. Dr. Mai: What are you seeing? D-30199: Uh, a slight pull. I'm holding my tags out, hanging them over the ground, and the chain is sort of pulling toward the light. Just a little, I can barely feel it, but I can see it. Dr. Mai: Understood. Your mission hasn't changed. Please proceed toward the light. D-82626: You know when you say it like that, it's a lot more terrifying. D-30199: Shut it, let's move. Quick in, quick out. D-82626: Yep, yeah, okay. (Irrelevant communication excised. PET continued in the direction of SCP-4372-1 for one hour, twenty-two minutes.) D-82626: No, seriously, an ATV, like those Foundation military guys used to chase the █████ back when we were at Site-██. We'd already fucking be there by now. R. Edmunson: Command checking in. D-30199: We're all good. Still walking. D-82626: Hey, Addaway, hope you enjoyed your sandwich while I've been out here chugging my fat ass across a goddamn desert. R. Edmunson: Addaway isn't on this channel. D-82626: Oh. Can you tell him I miss him? (Dr. Mai audibly stifles a laugh) Dr. Mai: Please take this seriously. Describe what you see. D-82626: Oh, you know. It's gray out here. And it's gray back there. Gray everywhere. Feels like fucking Pompeii out here. R. Edmunson: Can you please- D-30199: He's right, it's pretty empty. I don't think we're getting any closer to 4372-1, and we've been walking for, uh, an hour? More? D-82626: You want us to walk to the sun next, Edmunson? Dr. Mai: Twenty-Six, I-. D-82626: -slippery. We should have brought cleats. D-82626: Uh. D-30199: What? D-82626: I didn't say that. D-30199: What? D-82626: I didn't fucking say anything. R. Edmunson: Can you repeat? D-82626: I mean, I did, but not just now. D-30199: We're just getting some feedback or something here. We're good. Signals are probably, uh, bouncing off, uh, well- D-82626: Shit, goddamn shit, shit. Did you see that? D-30199 What? D-30199 I get it. We're all the light. D-82626: Something just fucking bolted, right fucking there. D-30199: I didn't see it. D-82626: There's another one. Goddamn it. D-30199: Yeah, uh, Doctor, there's something here with us, low, moving fast, away from 4372-1. Dr. Mai: Your camera is still dirty, we can't see anything. Can you describe it? D:30199: So very safe. D-82626: Fucking no, I'm out. Pull the winch. We aren't equipped for contact. D-30199: Uh, low, hunched over. Can't see much through the fog. It's moving really fast. D-82626: God help me. Someone help me, please. D-82626: Are you hearing that? Pull the fucking winch. Dr. Mai: What are you hearing? D-82626: I'm hearing me, pull the winch! Addaway? Fuck, put him on. Addaway? D-30199: -light. We are all the dust. D-30199: Doctor, I'm seeing people out here. Two, in the distance. Can't make them out. D-82626: We need to go. D-30199: They're in suits, tethered. Did you send more people in here? R. Edmunson: Negative. D-82626: I can hear you there, I heard the pop. Please, say something. D-30199: They're running away. I lost sight. R. Edmunson: Can you pursue? D-30199: Pursue? I- D-30199: The first, uh, the biggest. The first. I don't know the name. D-82626: Goddamn, pull the winch! Get us out now. D-30199: I get it now. We are all the light. Always have been. D-30199: I'm hearing shit too, Doctor. Can we be recalled? D-82626: There's another of those fucking fast things. It was screaming this time. D-30199: Doctor, we have no idea what we're dealing with and all we have are cameras that don't work. Requesting recall. D-82626: I've been getting dragged for so long. Please. D-82626: Pull the fucking winch now or so help me, I will tear the fucking walls off- D-30199: Fuck, Twenty-Six? Twenty-Six? Stop, dude. Stop! D-82626: I'm a little nauseous here. D-30199: He's running. Twenty-Six is running back toward you. ██████, fucking stop! (D-82626 is heard panting.) D-82626: Goddamn, there's more. More people. D-30199: Doctor, please, requesting recall. Dr. Mai: Addaway, activate the winches, recall the team. Addaway: Yes, ma'am. D-30199: There's so many of us. We're safe. D-30199: The first, uh, the biggest. D-30199: I lost sight of Twenty-Six in the fog. I can't see him. Doctor? D-82626: Pull the winches! D-30199: We're so very small, so-(static). (Contact with PET-4372 is lost for 2 hours and 39 minutes) (Addaway fully recalls both tethers, which return unattached to PET-4372. The clips and tethers are undamaged, and no significant disruption was noted by Addaway in line tension.) [END LOG] ██/██/2017, 1112 hours Close log ██/██/2017, 1112 hours Exploration 4372.3 Audio Log Transcript Date: ██/██/2017, 1112 hours Team Lead: Dr. Mai Giang Lê, Head Researcher Notes: This log may contain illegitimate communications from effects/entities within SCP-4372, and care should be taken in its interpretation. It should also be noted that this log has excised a background din of echoed communications purportedly from the exploration team that could not be clearly understood or transcribed, including cries of panic from D-82626. [BEGIN LOG] R. Edmunson: PET-4372, this is command. Again, please, respond. D-82626: Fuck, Addaway, stop the fucking winch! D-30199: I, uh, I can't find Twenty-Six. Did you pull him? D-82626: Too fast, too fucking fast. I'm being dragged! Goddamn it, stop the winch for a second, I can't fucking get up. Dr. Mai: (mutes the radio) What the fuck is going on? What are they tethered to? (Addaway appears distressed, holds up the empty tethers and clips) Dr. Mai: (unmutes the radio) Twenty-Six, are you heading back in our direction? D-82626: You're dragging me. Fucking let me go, shit. D-82626: I didn't fucking say anything. D-30199: Command? I'm on my own out here, and, uh, I'm seeing people. What am I doing here? Dr. Mai: Ninety-Nine, listen carefully. You need to turn around and walk back in the direction of your line until you return. D-82626: You don't leave me out here, Ninety-Nine. I'm serious. D-30199: So very small, so very close. Dr. Mai: Twenty-Six, calm down. You're on your way back to us. D-82626: No way. No way. I've been dragged for too long. I should be there. Addaway? D-30199: Goddamn it. (D-30199 can be heard breathing heavily.) Goddamn it. Dr. Mai: Did you hear me, Ninety-Nine? I need you to walk back, and follow your line. D-30199: I'm seeing more people out here. A lot more. They're walking toward me. D-82626: You come get me, Ninety-Nine. You come get me! D-30199: And more of those fast things. Are those- D-30199: -all the light. We are all the dust. D-30199: Foundation suits. Goddamn it. Fuck. Uh, goddamn it. (Communication is terminated by R. Edmunson in accordance with the Ashby Protocol. After command debriefing, PET-4372 is officially deemed lost.) [END LOG] ██/██/2017, 0236 hours Close log ██/██/2017, 0236 hours Six days after the Ashby Protocol was enacted, Dr. Mai and Researcher Edmunson attempted to reestablish contact with PET-4372 without authorization. Exploration 4372.4 Video Log Transcript Date: ██/██/2017, 0236 hours Team Lead: Dr. Mai Giang Lê, Head Researcher Notes: This log may contain illegitimate communications from effects/entities within SCP-4372, and care should be taken in its interpretation. Additionally, this log is notably more coherent than previous logs; all echoes recorded in this log are identical, taking place roughly at the same time, creating the effect of each answer being given by a large group of identical voices. Following this incident, Dr. Mai received an official reprimand transferred to SCP-████. R. Edmunson was given an official reprimand. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Mai: I need their files. The deep ones. R. Edmunson: Ma'am, this is a bad- Dr. Mai: Fine, I'll do it. Get them on the radio. One at a time, Ninety-Nine first. (R. Edmunson remains motionless looking at the controls.) Dr. Mai: You can go if you'd prefer, Joe. R. Edmunson: Patching in to Ninety-Nine, three, two. (Light breathing can be heard on the radio.) Dr. Mai: Ninety-Nine? (Breathing continues, no response.) Dr. Mai: Ninety-Nine? (No response.) Dr. Mai: █████ ██████? R. Edmunson: Ma'am, if you- D-30199: Dr. Mai? Dr. Mai: █████? Are you okay? D-30199: Yes. I am safe. I get it now. We are all the light. Always have been. Dr. Mai: Where are you? D-30199 I don't know. I'm somewhere in here. I'm so very safe. Dr. Mai: I want to find you. Are you still tethered? D-30199: Oh, no. I walked to the light. We all did. Dr. Mai: What do you mean? D-30199: We're safe here. All of us. We walked to the light. We completed the mission. R. Edmunson: Please report what you found, Ninety-Nine. Dr. Mai: Where are you, █████? D-30199: The light is there because I walked to it. The dust is here because we are. We are all the light. We are all the dust. There's so many of us. We're safe. We can all be safe. This might be the only truly safe place. Dr. Mai: █████, I need you to listen. You're inside SCP-4372, and may be under a cognitohazardous effect. You [DATA EXPUNGED]. Do you remember who you are? I want to find you, but you need to come back to us. D-30199: There's no cognitohazard, Doctor. We walked into the light. It was always that way. I saw myself walking into the light, and I followed and was followed. We became so very small, so very close, so very safe. We are the dust, floating in safety. Me and me and me, and all the me's that have come and will come. We will always walk to light, and the light will always be my destination. It's safe here. R. Edmunson: Safe from what, Ninety-Nine? D-30199: The first, uh, the biggest. It's big, enormous, hidden. Buried in information. It'll crush us. Everyone. So we've been made small, simple. Too small to see. Too small to crush. R. Edmunson: The first? Please repeat, Ninety-Nine. Dr. Mai: Where are you? Please, █████, come to the edge. I can pull you out. D-30199: You're going to be crushed, Dr. Mai. The, uh, the first is coming. This is the only safe place. You can come in and become so very small, so very close, so very safe. Dr. Mai: Do you know where Twenty-Six is? Can you find him? (No response.) Dr. Mai: █████? Ninety-Nine? Please respond. (Light breathing continues. No response.) Dr. Mai: Fuck. Fuck. Bring up Twenty-Six. R. Edmunson: Yes ma'am. Three, two, one. D-82626: -leave me, wouldn't leave me. I'm going home. I'm going home. I'm going home. Wouldn't leave me, wouldn't leave me, wouldn't leave me. I'm going home, I'm-I can hear you there, I heard the pop. Please, say something. I know you're there again. Doctor? Ninety-Nine? I've been getting dragged for so long. God help me. Someone help me, please. I can't get up. I can't disconnect. I can't get up. Someone please- (Communication cut by R. Edmunson.) R. Edmunson: Ma'am? Dr. Mai? Dr. Mai, wait, if you go- [END LOG] It is important to note that exploration logs have been transcribed exactly as recorded. Linguistic analysis has been unable to definitively distinguish communications of the exploration team from "echoes" produced by anomalous effects and/or entities inside SCP-4372. Addendum 4372.2: Public Reprimand and Record of Personnel Change From: Dr. Johannes Ashby To: Dr. Mai Giang Lê Sent: 12:31 AM, ███████, 2017 Subject: Transfer to SCP-████ Dr. Mai, We have received and confirmed the following complaints lodged against you by Dr. Joseph Edmunson regarding the manned expedition into SCP-4372 on the date of ██/██/2017, and the following incident recorded six days later on ██/██/2017: Accessing Human Resources documents on D-Class personnel without an approved need-to-know. Utilizing personal information about D-class personnel without approval, including but not limited to breaching protocol regarding terms of address. Attempting extraordinary and unapproved methods in an attempt to recover D-class personnel. Putting Foundation research staff (yourself) at unnecessary risk in attempting to interact directly with a dangerous SCP object. Violation of the Ashby Protocol and risking unauthorized, potentially dangerous communication with an unknown anomalous entity. Effective immediately, Dr. Brian Haskell will be taking over managing containment for SCP-4372. You are to report to SCP-████, which extensively employs D-Class personnel for testing and maintenance purposes. I believe that in this position, you will gain a deeper understanding of how the Foundation utilizes our D-class personnel, and that with practice, you too will effectively wield the diverse resources that the Foundation offers you and your research. I hope that working with SCP-████ will help you adjust to the admittedly unorthodox life of a Foundation researcher, and that you will grow into the scientist we know you can be. Please be safe, as SCP-████ is extremely hazardous, and we may not be lucky enough to intercept your case of poor judgement in the future. We all expect great things from you, Dr. Mai. Please be more cautious in your future work with the Foundation. -Dr. Johannes Ashby
SCP-4373	euclid	Item #: SCP-4373 Level 4/4373 Classified Oceanic regions in which SCP-4373-1 instances have been spotted. Special Containment Procedures: Special containment procedures have been updated following 2020/08/25 (See Addendum 4373-2). The total global population of the infraorder Cetacea1 is to be kept below 70 million. The Foundation is to support continued commercial whaling of these species in order to prevent population levels from approaching this threshold. Any instances of SCP-4373-1 located by ocean-based Mobile Task Forces are to be tagged with a GPS tracking device for study of migratory patterns or brought into Foundation custody for testing. All SCP-4373-1 instances are to be terminated after testing. A SCP-4373-1 instance. Description: SCP-4373 is a pattern in noises made by cetacean species while communicating or using echolocation. While all cetacean species have been observed utilizing SCP-4373 in testing, only 22% of them are known to do so outside of captivity. SCP-4373 paralyzes members of the superorder Selachimorpha2 that hear it, usually resulting in death by asphyxiation or predation. The effect of SCP-4373 decreases farther away from the origin of the sound, becoming mostly noneffective past approximately 100 m. Paralysis from SCP-4373 is not permanent, though most sharks expire before regaining mobility. Cetaceans found using SCP-4373 in the wild or trained to use it in testing are designated as SCP-4373-1 instances. These cetaceans primarily utilize SCP-4373 for hunting sharks as prey or warding off predatory shark species. Cetaceans who do not prey on and are not preyed upon by sharks, such as Minke whales, have been observed using SCP-4373 to disable sharks in competition for the same food source. Autopsies of toothed whale SCP-4373-1 instances have found that their melon3 transmits sounds faster than what the measured density should allow. SCP-4373 has not been sufficiently studied in other types of whales to determine what effect it has on their physiology. SCP-4373 spreads exponentially, affecting Cetaceans at an increasing rate as the total number of SCP-4373-1 instances increases. Should SCP-4373-1 instances reach a global population level over 70 million, SCP-4373 becomes widespread enough to resonate even with non-anomalous Cetaceans. This creates a cascade effect that is lethal to all non-cetacean marine life within 500 km of the affected cetacean pod (see Addendum 4373-2). Addendum 4373-1: Discovery: SCP-4373 was first discovered by GOI-18153 'the Shark Punching Center' in a pod of Beluga Whales. Since its discovery, GOI-18153 have employed SCP-4373-1 instances for use in their primary objective, combating sharks in a ritualized type of combat referred to as 'Selachian Pugilisim'. The exact date of discovery is unknown as captured SPC operatives have not specified any exact time, stating only that they "learned of the gnarly noises over decades of mutual blunt-force justice against the Selachian menace" (sic). On 2018/02/14, a member of the SPC seen with an instance of SCP-4373 was captured and brought to Site-1894 for questioning. The following was recorded by a Foundation submarine en-route to Site-189 prior to capture of the SPC agent. Interview Log 4373-1: Interviewed: Coach Bay Russel, a captured member of the Shark Punching Center. Interviewer: Researcher Michael Grooms Foreword: Coach Bay Russel was brought in for questioning in regards to SCP-4373 and any possible GOI-18153 involvement in its creation. <Begin Log> Grooms: When did you first become aware of this… sound. Russel: Huh? Grooms: The one that paralyzes sharks, you had a porpoise using it with you when we brought you in. Russel: Oh, you mean SPC-3930? Grooms: Is that what your organization calls it? Russel: I think so… You want to know about it? Well… one day I had just gotten back from this mission against some of those damn hammerheads and they had this tank full of baby porpoises. They told me the porpoises were a new anti-shark weapon that we were gonna test. So I picked one of them I named him Georgie, and we started training. Grooms: So this was when you took on the porpoise, Georgie? Russel: Yep, he was just a pup then but I heard his parents were part of the program too. Grooms: So your organization has used at least two generations of porpoises…. Did Georgie take to using SCP-4373 quickly? Russel: He did. It took a few months but eventually I got it so that I could make Georgie create SPC-3930 on command. After that well… let's just say my job got a lot easier. Before I met Georgie I struggled with Bull Sharks, but afterwards I was suddenly able to take on fucking Great Whites. Grooms: But… does that count? Russel: Huh? Grooms: You… you're punching sharks that are pretty much already dead? Russel: And? Grooms: I'm confused why you consider punching immobilized sharks as 'Selachian Pugilism.' Russel appears confused. Russel: Sir… we're the shark punching center. Not the shark wrestling center. We don't care how the fist winds up in the shark's face, just that it does… It's not as fun as in the old days though. Grooms: Why not? Russel: I mean, it's just like you said. The sharks don't even fight back any more. It used to be life or death every day, the adrenaline rush was like nothing you could believe. But then SPC-3930 comes along and the sharks just like… float there and wait to be punched. Just kind of acting like sitting ducks with that creepy look on their face. Grooms: Look? Russel: Yeah, there's this… look they get whenever they hear SPC-3930, it's… it's hard to explain but it creeps me out. I've never seen anything like it. Though I guess I'd be freaked out too if I was suddenly unable to move while people punched me to death. Russel laughs and looks over his shoulder Grooms: Interesting… are there any other effects that you notice? Russel: Eh… other than the paralysis not really. Though… Russel hesitates momentarily before continuing speaking Russel: Doc, you ever heard of something called a Pattern Screamer? Grooms: I can't say that I have. Russel: Ah, okay. It's just something I heard get mentioned by the guys in charge from time to time. I don't really know what it means. Russel shrugs Grooms: Do you know anything else about these… "Pattern Screamers" or their relation to… SPC-3930? Russel: Eh… nope. Grooms: Okay than, tell me more about Georgie. Russel: Georgie? I love Georgie man! He's like… He has like that cute little porpoise face. Like, whenever I'm feeling down about Shark Punching or anything else I just look at him and he instantly makes me feel better, man. He's the best! Grooms: Have you noticed anything about his behavior that's different from other porpoises? Russel: I don't know. I'm not really an expert on marine life. I got a degree in Computer Engineering before I started working for the Center. You should ask one of our researchers. We hire a lot of Marine Biologists so one of them could probably tell you. Grooms: Anything else you'd like to tell us? Russel: I don't think so… can I go now? Grooms: If you have nothing else to say then yes, but we'll be in contact with your superiors. <End Log> Closing Statement: Following this incident Coach Russel was administered amnestics and returned to the Shark Punching Center. The SCP-4373-1 instance was terminated. Addendum 4373-2: Resonant Cascade Event (Incident-4373-A) In 2019, due to the efforts of ocean conservation organizations the total population of Cetaceans rose above 70 million. On 2020/06/24, Site-189 detected a sonar pulse emanated from a pod of humpback whales 400 km away followed by the mass death of all non-cetacean marine life in the area around the pod. A MTF Theta-5 "The Bigger Boat" vessel was dispatched to the pod's location, however it never arrived. After a short investigation, the vessel was located by Foundation aircraft without any crew on it but otherwise undamaged. The crew were never recovered. A cloning and restocking program was performed in response to the mass die off to partially replenish affected marine life. A cover story blaming the cause of deaths on industrial pollution was released and class A amnestics were administered to affected civilian communities. SCP-4373's containment procedures were updated to the current state following confirmation of recontainment. A recording of the whale call recorded just prior to the event is below: Addendum 4373-3: GOI-18153 "The Shark Punching Center" Correspondence Following Interview-4373-1 and Incident-4373-A, Boris Vilakova, a Senior Researcher involved in multiple oceanic anomalies, contacted GOI-18153 in order to confirm the information given by Coach Russel. Their email response is transcribed below. To: Dr. Boris Vilakova From: Charles Plinth Honorable members of the Secure Contain Protect Foundation, While our two organizations have come into conflict in the past, we still have a lot of respect for you blokes and the things you do for us. There are some Center secrets we're not really supposed to be talking about like how we have secret nuclear strike capabilities or that we have a hidden moon base for high risk Shark Punching experiments or that the Grand Pugiliator is really a chick, but I do think that we owe you an explanation on this one. So I'll just go out and type it out. SPC-3930, is Pattern Screamers. I imagine you'll have some questions for us, so I'll try to answer whatever I can. We didn't invent SPC-3930, we just discovered it. The first whales that could use it were a pod of Belugas just North of Russia, back then though it effected everything not just sharks. You see, these Pattern Screamer aren't your old-school gribbly tentacle monsters, they're a lot more abstract than that. They can exist in anything that contains patterns and a song, even a whale song, is just a pattern of sound. We don't know how the Screamers ended up in the whales, but we are always looking for more developed occult pugilation techniques so we were, needless to say, fascinated. We did a few tests and it worked like a charm. Well… other then a few of our agents not using enough soundproofing so they heard it, sank into the ocean and drowned. We were amazed by the results but knew that we needed a way to get it to work without losing too many of our own guys. It was a big problem that didn't seem to have an easy solution, but eventually we found a breakthrough. We found out how to communicate with the Pattern Screamers. We realized that they had been using SPC-3930 to try to communicate, we just needed to figure out how to decode the message. Once we did we figured out that these Pattern Screamer guys had some issues. Like, I actually kind of felt sorry for them. They don't exist, or maybe just don't exist the way we do and our existence is extremely painful to them. They also hate your Foundation, a lot. But, we are the SPC so we knew one thing. No matter how bad the Pattern Screamers were, the sharks are far, far worse. We thought that if we could make them feel better about the whole 'unending agony' thing then they'd be less willing to kill us. Furthermore, we realized that nothing makes people and Eldritch Horrors happier then Selachian Pugilism. So we taught the Pattern Screamers to punch sharks. Turns out their nonexistent, smaller then a neutrino fists are really effective antiselachian weapons. And it worked, after a few years of communications we managed to convince the Pattern Screamers to only attack sharks. That's right, we potentially stopped the apocalypse. You're welcome Secure Contain Protect Foundation. - Charles Plinth, Bodacious Assembly. Addendum 4373-4: GoI-18153: "The Shark Punching Center" Threat Level Review Site-189 was re-designated as a monitoring outpost for all future SPC activities following the update of SCP-4373's containment procedures. Requests to upgrade GoI-18153 to "Suppression Advised" status were denied after O5 review. + 1 New Message - Close ACCESS GRANTED CLASSIFIED Notice from the desk of O5-01 To: Dr. Boris Vilakova, Director of Site-189 Subject: Re: GoI-18153 Threat Assessment Timestamp: 2020/07/02 13:21 Dr. Vilakova We understand your concern given your history of involvement with oceanic projects but our resources are limited. It is hard to pencil in "stop the idiots punching sharks" between "cleaning up Sarkic monstrosities" and "out-bidding the GOC at a Marshall, Carter, and Dark auction" in the Foundation ledgers. Current containment procedures are holding, mass marine deaths are easy to explain away as the result of pollution, and it isn't hard to get nations to increase their whaling activity. Is it a shame? Yes, no argument there. Is it worth our time and money? No. Furthermore, I fail to see the danger in letting them pacify one anomaly themselves. If the Center are willing to contain a potentially Keter or Apollyon anomaly for us I say we let them. Future requests to reevaluate the SPC will be summarily denied. Sincerely, O5-01 false Addendum 4373-5: GoI-18153 Audio File The attached audio file was recorded by Site-189 following scouting missions on SPC operations in the Arctic Ocean off the western coast of Greenland. Footnotes 1. Aquatic mammals including whales, dolphins, and narwhals 2. Sharks 3. A mass of fatty tissue and air sacs found in the foreheads of toothed whales that acts as a sound lens for the purpose of communication and echolocation 4. A site specializing in oceanic anomalies.
SCP-4374	safe	 close Info X SCP-4374: This Is You by Kybard; author's page Item #: SCP-4374 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4374 is kept in a secure storage locker at Site-15. Foundation personnel are not permitted access without research authorization. UPDATE, 2018/08/12: Security personnel are to escort any researchers who handle SCP-4374 to ensure prompt re-containment after testing is complete. Description: SCP-4374 is a pair of unbranded, over-the-ear headphones. It has no wires to connect to audio devices and contains no electronics that would allow for wireless transmission or audio playback. SCP-4374. When worn, SCP-4374 plays audio of a voice with no discernible qualities (e.g., no clear age, gender, or regional background). The voice will describe a specific scene from the second-person point of view. This scene takes between 30 and 60 seconds to be described in full. At the end of each scene, the voice will say "This is you," and SCP-4374 will go silent unless worn continuously for four hours or until worn by another subject. Attempts to record or amplify SCP-4374's audio have failed. If two people listen to SCP-4374 by each holding a different headphone, each will report hearing a different scene. To date, 819 scenes have been recorded via transcription by subjects wearing SCP-4374. No patterns, naming conventions, or other details suggest a clear source or intention behind the audio. Investigations into transcribed scenes have found 12 positive matches to people or places mentioned during playback, but investigators cannot determine whether such matches are coincidental. Listeners report mild cognitohazardous effects, including intense empathy, dissociation, or disorientation. These effects typically dissipate within one hour after a single use; prolonged usage has unpredictable, and potentially more severe, results (see test logs and the 2018 containment breach report). A sampling of transcription tests follows. Sample: SCP-4374-26 Listener: Dr. Hal Reardon, 52, male; Site-15 researcher Transcription: It is a chilly autumn morning, and you are waiting for the school bus. Your sister has saved a strawberry lollipop from yesterday's visit to the doctor, and she refuses to share. When you tell her that you hate her, you see her face crumble at the thought that you are telling the truth. She laughs a moment later, but the crumbling remains in your mind to this day, deep in the pit of your coward's stomach. This is you. Notes: Dr. Reardon volunteered for SCP-4374 testing. During his post-sampling interview, Dr. Reardon confirmed that he is an only child, but also stated that he would be able to describe his sister if asked and that her name was Darlene. When interviewed two hours later, Dr. Reardon did not remember saying this and had no such recollection of a description or name. Sample: SCP-4374-243 Listener: D-616, 42, male Transcription: Kate had wanted apple pies, but you'd insisted on red velvet, and now, as you press a bite through her lips, the gleam in her eye says that she knows you were right. Then she moves to smear icing on your dress, and you laugh, as a flash from the photographer's camera blinds you both for a perfect instant. You think back to last night's dinner: Mom, retelling the old story of the deer in the backyard. Mom loves you again, you think. After all these years, love has returned. This is you. Notes: D-616 wept in the containment chamber for 20 minutes before collecting himself for the post-sampling interview. D-616 claimed to have once known a woman named Kate, but eventually confirmed that no other details of the recording meant anything to him. Sample: SCP-4374-316 Listener: D-7602, 34, female (Note: This was D-7602's seventh test of SCP-4374.) Transcription: Danny's cheeks puffed red, and you knew at once it was the allergy. The drive to the hospital took ten minutes. It should have taken fifteen, but really you needed it to take you back in time, before the pine nut grazed your baby's esophagus. He asphyxiated in the waiting room alone as you tried to park. What you remember are the blinking hazard lights on your Sonata and someone else's car honking, demanding that you move. All else was dust. This is you. Notes: D-7602 laughed off her emotional response to this sample and confirmed that no details matched her life experience. Two days later, D-7602 attacked fellow janitorial staffer D-7311, locked herself in a Site-15 broom closet, and was ultimately hospitalized for a psychotic break. Repeated testing of SCP-4374 is no longer permitted except on staff who are already under regular observation or confinement. Sample: SCP-4374-508 Listener: Dr. Jack Gillespie, 72, male; Site-15 research lead Transcription: You pull out your travel set of Connect Four, and as the plane hums and rumbles through mild turbulence, you let Jenna win again and again. She knows you're throwing each game, but she grins and gently boasts all the same, and you let her, because the grinning was your goal all along. When she finally grows bored and reaches for her neck pillow, you close your eyes and try to memorize the serotonin high fluttering along your throat. This is you. Notes: Dr. Gillespie volunteered for SCP-4374 sampling. During the post-sampling interview, Dr. Gillespie noted lightheadedness and giggled unprompted several times. Sample: SCP-4374-716 Listener: Candace Fields, 28, female; Site-15 research assistant Transcription: It's the series finale of Hell's Mendicants — nine damn seasons! — so of course you got the old watch party together. Steve and Bran, Jenna, even Kris came by (but not Dan, of course, they broke up so long ago). You got out the popcorn and ginger beer, just like that first night. Everyone laughed and sobbed and gasped all together in front of the television's glow. During the last commercial break, Bran said, "I'm gonna miss the shit out of this stupid show," and you wanted to cry and hug him and say, "I'm gonna miss you, too," even though you see Bran every other week. This is you. Notes: No television program with the title Hell's Mendicants exists. In her post-sampling interview, Ms. Fields reported a powerful sense of nostalgia, but in relation to a memory of her father taking her camping as a child. She could not explain the connection, but insisted on recounting the latter memory in detail. Further investigation revealed that Ms. Fields' father died when she was 18 months old. + Addendum: 2018 Containment Breach - Addendum: 2018 Containment Breach Between 2018/03/12 and 2018/07/19, SCP-4374 was missing from its Site-15 storage locker. Foundation investigators cross-referenced personnel logs with SCP-4374 test logs and ultimately tracked it to the home of Dr. Gillespie, who had formerly volunteered for sample SCP-4374-508. Dr. Gillespie had resigned his post on 2018/03/14, two days after SCP-4374-508. Dr. Gillespie returned SCP-4374 willingly and consented to an exit interview before submitting to amnestic treatment and re-integration into civilian society. INTERVIEW: Dr. Jack Gillespie, 2018/07/20 Dr. Manning: We're recording. This is Dr. Kate Manning, Site-15, conducting an exit interview for… well, doctor, why don't you state your name and age for the record. Dr. Gillespie: Of course. Dr. Jack Gillespie. Seventy-three. You know it was my birthday just two weeks ago? Dr. Manning: (pause) Yes, it was. Happy birthday, doctor. How are you feeling this morning? Dr. Gillespie: Same as I was when the task force folks asked that question in my home, Kate. I'm fine. No cognitive dissociation, no anomalous effects. Dr. Manning: Usually someone who thinks they're fine doesn't consent to a brain wipe, Dr. Gillespie. Dr. Gillespie: Are you suggesting I had a choice in the matter? Dr. Manning: No. I'm simply— Dr. Gillespie: Besides, I wouldn't call it a "brain wipe," personally. It doesn't concern me. Dr. Manning: That matches what you told the retrieval team. Could you explain that to me, Dr. Gillespie? Even without a choice, most people in your position would feel some… consternation about the situation. Dr. Gillespie: Sand on the beach, Kate. Dr. Manning: I'm sorry? Dr. Gillespie: Let me ask you something. Have you ever had half a memory stuck in your mind? Dr. Manning: I'm… not sure I follow. Dr. Gillespie: Well, I've had half a memory stuck in my head for years. In it, I'm saying goodbye to my old coworker, Jenna Graves, from back in my MIT days. Dr. Manning: Dr. Gillespie — Dr. Gillespie: Oh, I had such a crush on Jenna, you wouldn't believe. It was because of how quickly she could beat me in a game of Scrabble, and how much she enjoyed winning. Made me want to tackle her, and learn her secrets. Sound of Dr. Manning hand-writing notes as Dr. Gillespie speaks. Dr. Gillespie: Anyway. This memory, it's of the last time I ever saw her. Nothing… happened to her, I don't think. We just lost touch. I was at Site-15 barely three months later, most of my old connections severed by the employment agreements. An amicable parting, yet no less melancholy. So: I'm saying goodbye to her, only it's just another Thursday at the time, I have no idea what the future holds. And she says to me: "Next time we play, Jack, try." Dr. Manning: Try? Dr. Gillespie: Try something. Some word. A high-scoring word in Scrabble, I suppose. I remember laughing, nodding, knowing, and now I cannot for the life of me finish that sentence. That word was our in-joke, our central shared memory, and it vanished from me decades ago. Dr. Manning: Dr. Gillespie, you reported— Dr. Gillespie: Let me finish, please. Now, I didn't expect that SCP-4374 would reveal that magic word, but I thought… well, that's just it. I thought and thought, and imagined that in the thinking, a simple word might float to the surface, and I could perhaps remember an extra detail of her face, as well. Small joys can be so much, at my age. Dr. Manning: If I can just refer you to your file… Dr. Gillespie: I know what's in the file. You're missing the point, Kate. I wanted to think, so I took the headphones home, and I kept them on. Dr. Manning: Continuously? Dr. Gillespie: Mmhm. (laughs) New memories every few hours, Kate, for four months. Funerals. Poker games. Bar fights. Temper tantrums. Arrests, promotions, vacations, and the joy and the shame and the fear and the love in the eyes of people I had known forever and never known at all. Dr. Manning: Never known at… Jack. I need to tell you — Dr. Gillespie: — about my file? Kate. (chuckles) I already know. In fact, it was some time in early June when I first thought to check and confirmed that, of course, I never went to MIT. I'm sure there was a Jenna Graves, or is, out there somewhere; perhaps I knew her. Perhaps not. But it's so wonderful to remember her. Silence. Dr. Manning taps her pen against the desk. Dr. Gillespie: You're wondering how this doesn't qualify as a cognitive dissociation. Dr. Manning: No, I think I understand. You're consenting to amnestics because you've already lost… because you already don't know who you are anymore, because of SCP-4374. Dr. Gillespie: (laughs) Not at all! I think I understand myself better than you do, at this point. Did you ever take a philosophy class in your undergraduate studies, Kate? Dr. Manning: Did I…? Dr. Gillespie: As I recall — or do I? (chuckles) — David Hume defined the self as a culmination of our collective prior experience. The past few months have led me to reject that almost entirely. Dr. Manning: Because your experiences, your memories, are no longer entirely your own? Dr. Gillespie: Precisely. Yet at no point did I lack conviction in the knowledge of my identity, of my memory, of the frame of my silhouette. It doesn't matter that the silhouette warped and shifted over time. Don't you see? It always does. Dr. Manning: I'm sorry, but I still don't understand how you're so content. Dr. Gillespie: I am content because I know myself, Kate; I know my mind. It's a wonderful, plastic thing. Our self is redefined with new information and erases contradiction. We are who we always were. We re-conform and find a new peace, a new understanding, which is, of course, the same as it ever was. Dr. Manning: But it's not. Even if you've rationalized it, your sense of identity is still damaged. Dr. Gillespie: I know myself, Kate. Experience is merely detail. I stole ten dollars from my mother's wallet; I killed the class goldfish; I ate three hamburgers at 2 AM and vomited scotch onto my girlfriend's bedsheets; I sprained my ankle in the last leg of the New York City Marathon; I met the pope; I cried myself to sleep beside my granddaughter's casket. Through all of it, true or false, I remain Jack Gillespie. Dr. Manning: So this… your decision here isn't SCP-4374, is what you're saying. You've had a philosophical revelation, not a cognitive break. Dr. Gillespie: Mm. Dr. Manning: I… can't say that I agree with that, Jack. I think we're about done with this interview. I'm truly sorry. Dr. Gillespie: Don't be. You'll wipe my mind, and I'll lose some lies and a few truths, too, but I'll still be here. And what's left… well, it's like my half-memory of Jenna. Truer than most days I can recall in full. The chamber door opens. Dr. Manning rises from her seat. Dr. Manning: The guards will escort you to the amnestics room. Dr. Gillespie: It's okay, Kate. Really. They'll take a handful of sand and leave me on the beach to watch the waves smooth things over once more. I'll still have myself. Come say hi some time, if you can. Dr. Manning: Goodbye, Dr. Gillespie. Thank you. Recording ends.
SCP-4375	thaumiel	BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL AND THE ETHICS COMMITTEE The following file contains information regarding the SCP-4375-1 Field Use Project, and is level 4/4375 Classified. Unauthorized access may be cause for amnestecization or termination. [ENTER VALID DECRYPTION KEY] [DECRYPTION KEY ACCEPTED] Item #: SCP-4375-1 (See File Update) Level 4/4375 Classified Part of SCP-4375 following its neutralization. Image was taken by Dr. Willow and Pvt. West SCP-4375-1. File Update <21/03/2014>: The file for SCP-4375 can be found further down the page. This has been done due to the neutralization of SCP-4375 and the creation of SCP-4375-1.1 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4375-1 is currently kept within the main containment unit of the second building of Specialized Containment And Research Site-4375-01. SCP-4375-1 is to be wearing a straitjacket and a bandage covering its eyes. It is to be strapped to its hospital bed where it is to be fed via IV Drip and is to be connected to an assigned generator via the YBOD-01 Device2 in order to perpetuate containment. This device is to be in "Containment Mode" by default. Changing the active mode of the device requires majority approval from the O5 Council. Specialized Containment And Research Site-4375-01 has been outfitted with a total of 68 Scranton Reality Anchors in order to preserve the containment of SCP-4375-1, with 8 of these being located in and around the main containment unit of the second building, which is where SCP-4375-1 is contained. All persons are recommended to maintain a distance of at least 10m from SCP-4375-1, even when the anomaly is in containment, in order to avoid the effects of the anomaly. Should YBOD-01 device fail, malfunction or lose power, or should any other scenario possibly resulting in SCP-4375-1 breaching containment occur, the current site administrator of Specialized Containment And Research Site-4375-01 is to initiate a full site evacuation. Due to the YBOD-01 device, SCP-4375-1 is currently fully controlled by the Foundation.3 If the YBOD-01 device has been destroyed or damaged, resulting in SCP-4375-1 being able to use its anomalous abilities and move freely for an indefinite amount of time, the anomaly may be neutralized via sniper fire or ballistic missiles. Pvt. Aaron West prior to receiving SCP classification. Level 3 researcher Dr. Adam Willow is not under any circumstances to come in contact with SCP-4375-1, any persons involved in its containment or any persons involved in the SCP-4375-1 Field Use Project.4 Description: SCP-4375-1 is a 24 year old human male of African American descent, formerly known as Private Aaron West, a former armed guard working for the SCP Foundation. SCP-4375-1 is, since Event-4375-04, a Class III Reality Bender with a Hume level of 72/147, although its reality bending effects are not noticeable when the anomaly is in containment due to the the effects of the YBOD-01 Device. Due to the effects of the YBOD-01 Device, SCP-4375-1 has forgotten all events that occurred prior to its containment, is suffering from major depressive disorder, and is blind due to blood poisoning caused by the device. Due to the mental state of SCP-4375-1 and its effect on its anomalous properties, SCP-4375-1 may manipulate its surroundings in completely unpredictable and often otherwise illogical or impossible ways if the YBOD-01 Device becomes inactive through any means. Addendum 4375.1: Event-4375-04 EVENT-4375-04 \| <09/12/2013> Notes: SCP-4375, which is currently neutralized, is a glade located in Northern Indiana, USA. Prior to Event-4375-04, SCP-4375 was a Safe-Class SCP that had the ability to allow persons standing on it to remember forgotten memories, even if these had been removed using amnestics. SCP-4375 also had a hume level somewhat higher than the standard level of its surroundings, although this did not alter the surroundings in any notable way. Summary: Event-4375-04 occurred when a Global Occult Coalition Aerial Vehicle flew over the site of SCP-4375 with neither any warning nor permission. The vehicle was not able to be destroyed and proceeded to bomb the anomaly, neutralizing SCP-4375, spreading a swarm of unidentified, presumably anomalous glowing spores into the air. One armed guard, Aaron West, was apparently targeted by these and was struck by a large swarm of them. These spores seemingly had no anomalous effects on West. No other personnel were exposed to these spores. The Global Occult Coalition has since denied its involvement in the event and the vehicle involved was never identified. Addendum 4375.2: SCP-4375 File SCP-4375 FILE (OUTDATED) \| <11/03/2012> Item #: SCP-4375 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4375 is contained at its site of discovery. A border wall with a constant distance of approximately 5m from SCP-4375 has been set up around the anomaly. Security cameras have been placed on the wall, and the live feeds of these are to be monitored around the clock. In the event that an unauthorized person enters SCP-4375, they are to be detained and given Class A Amnestics before being escorted to their homes. Description: SCP-4375 is a glade located in Northern Indiana, USA. The anomalous properties of SCP-4375 manifest once a person travels onto the glade. The person will immediately be informed of all of their previously lost memories simultaneously, even if these memories have been removed using amnestics or have been forgotten due to dementia or similar disorders. Amnestics can however be used with their intended effects on persons who have already been exposed to the anomalous effects of SCP-4375. SCP-4375 also has a hume level of 76/107, although this does not in any notable way bend or manipulate the surrounding area. 1 The use of SCP-4375 to restore memories for eyewitness interviews and testimonies is only to be carried out with permission from at least one personnel with a Level 4 Clearance or higher. Unauthorized use of SCP-4375 will result in the amnesticization and relocation of the perpetrator. Discovery: SCP-4375 was discovered by level 3 researcher Dr. Adam Willow and armed guard Private Aaron West, who lived in the area at the time of discovery. Footnotes: 1. Due to this, it is theorized that SCP-4375 may originate from an Earth-like planet in an alternate universe, or that it may have been exposed to such a location through other means. Addendum 4375.3: Recovery Logs UA-038-POKG RECOVERY LOG TRANSCRIPT \| <02/07/2014> Date: 02/07/2014 Recovery Team: Mobile Task Force Pi-1 "City Slickers" Subject: UA-038-POKG Team Lead: P-1 4 Team Members: P-1 1, P-1 3, P-1 4, P-1 6, P-1 7, P-1 8, P-1 9 Notes: Members of MTF Pi-1 "City Slickers" were sent to the apartment belonging to UA-038-POKG and Level 3 Researcher Dr. Adam Willow to retrieve both subjects. The following log regards a "UA", or "Undocumented Anomaly". Therefore, the properties and abilities of the anomaly in question are not known yet. <Begin Log> P-1 4: We're ready, Command. Everyone, are your cameras on and are your mics working? P-1 7: Check. P-1 3: Testing. P-1 9: Check. P-1 6: Testing. P-1 1: Check. P-1 8: Check. Command: Okay, Pi-1. You may exit the vehicle and enter the apartment building. MTF Pi-1 do as instructed, exiting the transport vehicle and approaching the building before unlocking the door using a code that was initially recovered from Dr. Willow's office. They walk up the stairs of the building, up to floor 2 where they stop at door 4 and assume breaching positions. Command: You may breach. P-1 4: Okay, P-1 8. You kick the door down on my command. Me, you and P-1 9 find the UA while the others look through the apartment. Dr. Willow should be here as well, but the UA is our number one priority. P-1 8: Roger that. Breaching on your command. P-1 4 nods towards P-1 8, who kicks the door in. MTF Pi-1 all make their way in, splitting up, leaving P-1 4, P-1 8 and P-1 9 alone as they move forward. They walk into what appears to be a living room, where UA-038-POKG can be seen sitting on the couch, seemingly aware of the presence of MTF Pi-1. P-1 4 puts the wrists of UA-038-POKG behind its back and ties them together using a zip tie. P-1 4: UA is detained. Now find Willow. P-1 9: Roger that. P-1 1: I've found Willow! He is attempting to escape! Researcher Adam Willow, stop running or you will be terminated! P-1 7 runs downstairs towards the now stopped Dr. Willow and puts the researcher's hands behind his back and applies zip ties to them. Shortly after, the apartment building appears to be pulled into itself, crushing all Pi-1 members except for P-1 7 before expanding to its previous size with no visible damage to the building. P-1 7 starts opening fire towards the balcony of the building as UA-038-POKG exits the building by climbing down from the balcony. All bullets fired at UA-038-POKG appear to disintegrate in mid air, resulting in no damage done to the anomaly. UA-038-POKG walks towards P-1 7 slowly as P-1 7 fires at it. All weapons belonging to P-1 7 are then disintegrated and P-1 7 is lifted off of the ground and turned 180 degrees on the vertical axis before being forcefully shoved into the ground and expiring. <End Log> Second Recovery Attempt Summary: UA-038-POKG was informed that if it used its anomalous abilities on the MTF Epsilon-11 "Nine Tailed Fox" members at the location, Dr. Willow would be terminated. Recovery was successful and UA-038-POKG received SCP Classification and was assigned a temporary containment unit at Armed Biological Containment Area-14. Addendum 4375.4: Interview with Researcher Adam Willow. INTERVIEW WITH RESEARCHER ADAM WILLOW \| <13/03/2014> Interviewee: Dr. Ruth Redd Interviewed: Dr. Adam Willow Information: Level 3 Researcher Dr. Adam Willow played a big part in the gathering of information relating to SCP-4375-1 and provided much of the information that is used in this document. Due to his involvement and cooperation, he was permitted to keep working for the SCP Foundation under amnesticization . According to Dr. Willow and SCP-4375-1, Adam was in a relationship with SCP-4375-1 prior to it receiving SCP Classification. <Begin Log> Dr. Redd: How do you know SCP-4375-1? Dr. Willow: He is… or was my boyfriend. Dr. Willow is visibly uncomfortable. Dr. Redd: Okay. What are its abilities, exactly? What can it do? Dr. Willow: He… He's a reality bender. We've never checked his humes but all I know is that he is strong. Really strong. I believe he would be a Class II or III… Dr. Redd: Okay. We have had an idea since the creation of SCP-4375-1. We have an ongoing project centered around what you could call "mind control", basically allowing us to have our very own reality bender, one that we have full control over. Dr. Willow starts tearing up and is coughing into his arm. Dr. Willow. Please don't… please… I don't know what I would do if you did that to him. Dr. Redd: Okay. You now have a choice, Adam. Get amnesticized to forget all details about SCP-4375-1 and continue working for us, or be terminated. We expect you to comply. Dr. Willow is now crying. Dr. Willow: Is that really a choice, then? I don't have a choice in this. None at all. The Foundation isn't supposed to work like this. This isn't right. Dr. Willow rises up from his seat before being held down by a guard and detained. <End Log> Closing Statement: The Field Use Project was continued and Dr. Willow was amnesticized. Addendum 4375.5: Field Use Project Proposal SCP-4375-1 FIELD USE PROJECT PROPOSAL \| <13/05/2015> SCP-4375-1 Field Use Project proposal Research Team: Specified research team from Site-45 Project Date: 13/05/2015 Proposal Statement: The aim of this project is to utilize SCP-4375-1 for field use through experimental technology that is currently in development. This would let the SCP Foundation have full control over the Class III reality bender, which would aid in the containment of other anomalies. Additionally, SCP-4375-1 could be used to stabilize or repair altered reality in order to prevent civilian knowledge of the SCP Foundation and prevent people being hurt by the effects of other anomalies. Research Team Lead: Dr. Mo Castelo, Ph. D Assistant Leads: Dr. Anna James, Ph.D, Dr. Edmund Charles, Ph. D Requested Resources: Full access to all documented research from Dr. Robert Scranton. Full access to all documented research from Dr. Jonathan Oscar. Full access to all documented information regarding [DATA REDACTED]. Full access to all documented information regarding the Scranton Reality Anchor (SRA) and all related research. Materials necessary to construct a specialized containment and testing facility fit for containing and researching reality bending anomalies. No fewer than 25 D-Class personnel for testing purposes. Project Details: Utilizing resources used to construct SRAs, the assigned research team has successfully constructed the miniature SRA that will be used to prevent the device used from succumbing to the effects of SCP-4375-1. They have also utilized research from Dr. Jonathan Oscar to construct a device that can be used to manipulate brain activity and bodily movements based on a command-based system. This device will then be combined with the miniature SRA. Specialized Containment And Research Site-4375-01 is to be constructed, disguised as a military base on the previous location of SCP-4375 in Northern Indiana, USA. It is to be constructed in a way similar to an Armed Biological Containment Site or Area, with a focus on reality bending anomalies. Only one containment unit will be needed, but more are to be constructed to be used if the initial containment unit is destroyed. SCP-4375-1 is to be contained at Armed Biological Containment Area-14 until Site-4375-01 is fully constructed. Addendum 4375.6: Field Use Project Information FIELD USE \| <30/06/2017> THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENTATION CONTAINS INFORMATION REGARDING THE SCP-4375-1 FIELD USE PROJECT, AND IS THEREFORE LEVEL 4/4375 CLASSIFIED BY ORDER OF THE ETHICS COMMITTEE. Foreword: This document was developed by researchers at Research Site-45 as a way to utilize the anomalous properties of SCP-4375-1 in the field in a safe and controlled way in order to contain or destroy other anomalies and additionally to repair and restabilize reality where needed. SCP-4375-1 has, since the completion of the SCP-4375-1 Field Use Project been relocated to the newly built Specialized Containment And Research Site-4375-01, which was created exclusively for the containment and research of and regarding SCP-4375-1. The project had to be delayed multiple times and had to be scrapped multiple times due to the difficulty of installing the YBOD-01 Device on SCP-4375-1 and the difficulty of working with an anomaly with such properties, although the involved researchers have agreed that the project has now given the desired results. The YBOD-01 Device: The YBOD-01 Device is implanted into the Larynx, which is located at the back of the neck of the subject, where it is connected to nerves corresponding to all voluntary bodily movements, allowing non-voluntary bodily movements to continue without any alteration. The YBOD-01 Device also contains a miniature Scranton Reality Anchor to prevent the device from being affected by the anomalous properties of SCP-4375-1. When SCP-4375-1 is in containment, the YBOD-01 Device is to have its active mode set to "Containment Mode". This prevents SCP-4375-1 from moving, forming thoughts and using its anomalous abilities. When SCP-4375-1 is not in containment, the active mode of the device may be set to "Command Mode". Here, it can receive commands from a remote terminal, controlling its movements and anomalous properties. The active mode of the YBOD-01 Device can be changed using a switch on the device. The device is not to be disabled at any time. Disabling the device may result in the complete destruction or reconstruction of the area surrounding SCP-4375-1. Note From The Ethics Committee: We completely understand your reservations about utilizing SCP-4375-1 for field use, especially if you knew it as Aaron West, prior to it receiving SCP classification. We can assure you that the existence of SCP-4375-1 and the SCP-4375-1 Field Use Project has greatly aided the Foundation in the containment and neutralization of multiple other anomalies as we strive to keep normalcy while staying under the civilian radar. And about Dr. Willow; he's not aware and will never be aware of this and is therefore not harmed by it. You should not feel sorry for him just like you should not feel sorry for SCP-4375-1. For the greater good. - The Ethics Committee. Addendum 4375.7: Notable Field Operations NOTABLE FIELD OPERATIONS \| <08/12/2017> OPERATION I \| <14/07/2017> Subject: UA-536-MAJW Description: SCP-4375-1 was utilized by MTF Lambda-5 "White Rabbits" to repair reality damage and to stabilize the hume level of an area affected by UA-536-MAJW. Notes: The operation was successful and SCP-4375-1 will see continued use in order to repair and stabilize altered reality. OPERATION IV \| <30/07/2017> Subject: UA-894-IQMF Description: An experimental operation to see if SCP-4375-1 was fit for the containment of other anomalies. This was tested on humanoid Class I reality bender UA-894-IQMF. Operation was successful and the anomaly has received SCP Classification. OPERATION VI \| <10/08/2017> Subject: Dysfunctional Scranton Reality Anchor (SRA) Description: SCP-4375-1 was used to restabilize local reality after the destruction and subsequent temporarily altered and unstable reality of the area surrounding the SRA. Operation was a success, and SCP-4375-1 was successfully utilized to stabilize the local reality and then to destroy the dysfunctional SRA. OPERATION IX \| <21/08/2017> Subject: UA-109-AKAI Description: SCP-4375-1 was used to neutralize UA-109-AKAI, a Class III reality bender, after the anomaly had not cooperated with the Foundation during its attempted containment. Notes: [DATA REDACTED] OPERATION XI \| <10/09/2017> Subject: Foundation enemies Description: SCP-4375-1 was used to terminate traitorous Foundation members and implanted GOI members, which was ordered by the O5 Council. Notes: [DATA REDACTED] OPERATION XV \| <30/10/2017> [DATA REDACTED] Addendum 4375.8: Recovered documentation RECOVERED DOCUMENTATION \| <7/01/2018> Information: During and after the discovery of SCP-4375, Dr. Willow utilized a notebook for documentation regarding the anomaly. The following excerpt contains said documentation: PAGE 56: Me and Aaron went out on a walk today. We seem to have found an undocumented anomaly. I walked onto it first and got a sharp headache and had my mind flooded with tons and tons of photographic memories of things I have experienced. All of my life from my birth and until now. Aaron got scared and backed away, so he didn't get affected. We returned home and I retrieved this notebook for documentation. Probably a Safe-Class. Probably a level 2 clearance file. Promote me. Hume reading might be somewhat higher than the surroundings. The air feels heavier, at least. Gives you all your memories back. You might be able to use this to bring back redacted memories, but we don't know. How do amnestics even work, man? PAGE 57: I'll probably be writing this file, so I'll just have to copy SOME of these notes and such to put in the file. Draft for the thing: Item number: SCP-? Object class: safe Threat le Special containment procedures: SCP-? is to be contained where it was discovered. No containment is necessary, but the surrounding area is to be protected in order to prevent civilian knowledge of SCP-? Description: SCP-? is a glade located in Indiana, USA. SCP-? restores memories of people inside its area of effect, and has a high hume level. Discovery: SCP-? was discovered by Dr, Willow and Pvt. West PAGE 58: Can't really focus on writing the notes and file and such right now. Can't sleep either. but like did the chicken or the egg come first? PAGE 59: I can't sleep right now. Nothing that’s very interesting has happened today, to be honest. Writing here because I’ve finished my book and looking at my phone will just keep me awake. I don’t even write here that often. PAGE 60: Nothing bad will happen. Information: The page transcribed below, as well as a used amnestics needle, a pile of ash and a cigarette end were retrieved from the location of Dr. Willow following his amnesticization. PAGE 61: I'm burning up the last photo of us. I don't normally smoke, but I figured that this could be the first time. Won't remember it anyway, the amnestic is probably going into effect soon. I'm so sorry that it had to end like this. I love you, Aaron, I always will. Footnotes 1. See Addendum 4375.1. 2. See Addendum 4375.5 3. See Addendum 4375.5 4. See Addendum 4375.3
SCP-4376	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4376 - Have you tried just smiling more? Author: Crashington More by this author: http://www.scp-wiki.net/poi-3181-198-file Critique Credit: gee0765 TheMightyMcB T Rutherford Lt Flops 2/4376 LEVEL 2/4376 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4376 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4376 is to be contained in a Humanoid Containment Cell outfitted with greater vertical space, and specially constructed furniture to accommodate its anatomy. Description: SCP-4376 is a 23-year-old human male by the name of Wilhelm Schröder. Since 2019/06/10, Mr. Schröder possesses a unique physical abnormality: his head sits on a secondary torso, which has grown out of his original body's neck. Both bodies are genetically and visually matching.1 Wilhelm Schöder's medical history shows that he was diagnosed with clinical depression at the age of 14, with the last evaluation at the age of 22, while psychological evaluations over the course of his containment could not identify symptoms of such a condition. Schröder is aware of this and has expressed great pride in "getting better" and "just following such a simple trick" [sic]. Addendum SCP-4376.1 Discovery: SCP-4376 was discovered on 2019/06/10 on his way home from his job at an insurance company. Witness reports to the police were intercepted and a disinformation campaign, portraying it as a viral advertisement for a new horror movie, was put in place. Co-workers reported seeing Schröder using his phone to chat during the lunch break and afterwards going to the bathroom for an unusual amount of time before emerging in his current form. His phone was recovered and the chat log of this specific time span has been logged below. Honey 💗 10:35\|Wilhelm: I'm sorry 12:15\|Honey 💗: do not give me that. cant you think of me for once? You even know how much this hurts me? To see you like that? 12:18\|Honey 💗: Cant you justtry a little fucking harder 12:19\| Honey 💗: get over yourself 12:20\|Wilhelm: I 12:20\|Wilhelm: I guess Ill try Footnotes 1. Similar to the result of the phenomenon on the body of SCP-5286. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4376" by Crashington, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4376. 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-4377	keter	Item #: SCP-4377 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4377 is currently uncontained. Multiple Foundation personnel are permanently engaged in direct combat nearby, and are currently attempting to direct it into uninhabited areas of woodland. A unit of MTF Upsilon-Peorð ("Slings and Arrows")1 has been instructed to maintain a safe distance, divert civilians away from the entity, and attempt to block it from public view by means of WPSEP2 generators and conventional camouflage. Research into a method of overcoming SCP-4377's compulsive effects is ongoing. Under no circumstances are any persons to come within 60 metres of the entity. The original site of SCP-4377. Description: SCP-4377 is an immense entity composed of forty-eight individual humans, bound together with adhesive solvents, paper, and large amounts of wood pulp. SCP-4377 is roughly humanoid in shape, and wears a crude 'crown' constructed from the rotating drum of a paper press. It displays both autonomy and low-level sentience, ambulates constantly at an average speed of 0.15 kph, and does not respond significantly to external stimuli beyond a range of 55 metres. Despite remaining fully conscious (and seemingly invulnerable), the constituent persons (designated PoI-4377-1 through -48) do not appear to possess any degree of control over the entity's actions. SCP-4377 formed on 2001-06-12, in the Hemel Hempstead Recycling Plant, Hertfordshire, England, which specialised in the reprocessing of paper prior to a Foundation-initiated shutdown. It is believed that of the people composing SCP-4377, the vast majority are the plant's former employees. All PoI-4377 instances have vocalised near-continuously since the anomaly's formation. Once per week, PoI-4377 will slowly expel crude replica weapons from their mouths (passing them outwards manually in the case of instances fully embedded within SCP-4377) and allow them to fall to the ground. These weapons are universally composed of paper, cardboard, glue, papier mache, and adhesive tape, and have designs ranging from crude cut-outs to intricate models, apparently selected randomly. All weapons produced so far have been representative of those found in Britain during the medieval period. See Addendum. During this expulsion period, which ordinarily lasts between one and three hours, any persons within 55 metres of the entity will be assigned to one of two groups, based upon a criterion that alters after each selection period. Criteria observed so far include: Hair colour. Preference for either Coca-Cola- or Pepsi-brand drinks. Attitude towards pineapple as a pizza topping. Support for, or rejection of, the Oxford Comma. Feelings towards the planetary status of Pluto. Each criterion is selected so as to provide approximately equal numbers of people in each group. Individuals assigned to one group are inflicted with an unnatural hatred towards the other, as well as displaying increased empathy and friendship towards fellow group members and a complete inability to a) use any form of conventional (i.e. potentially harmful) weaponry or b) move more than 50 metres away from SCP-4377. The net result of this process is that both groups will continuously engage in combat with one another, unable to do serious harm beyond paper-cuts and bruises (which are both inflicted with abnormal ease, and heal unusually rapidly). SCP-4377 seems to take pleasure in 'observing'3 this conflict, and has been observed turning to face areas of activity, making soft, high-pitched vocalisations, and clapping its arms together repeatedly when an injury occurs. The conflict has progressed uninterrupted since the entity's creation. Addendum: On 2008-04-20, during a lull of activity, SCP-4377 became unusually frustrated and proceeded to stamp its feet repeatedly, bend over to observe those around it, and quietly roar. PoI-4377 instances then began to expel several replica slings, pikes, and cannons alongside the standard array of weaponry. Since this event, the potential destructive capacity of weapons produced by SCP-4377 has been gradually increasing, and the ferocity of the surrounding combat has been escalating continuously. Cardboard firearms capable of producing high-velocity paper balls became part of the normal production around 2013, and in May 2019, PoI-4377-02 orally expelled an entire 1:1 scale model of a WW2-era Spitfire over the course of three days4. Based on the rate of escalation thus far, involved individuals are expected to approach current levels of technological advancement around 2025. The likelihood of either side acquiring pseudo-nuclear capabilities, and the effect that said capabilities would have on both the localised conflict and global geopolitics, is unknown. Footnotes 1. A distributed task force specialising in the non-lethal containment of anomalous megafauna and other large-scale aggressors. 2. Weak/Portable Sensory Extrapolation field. 3. The exact method by which SCP-4377 does this is unknown, but its field of vision appears to extend from its facial region. 4. The model (designated AO-4377-192) was capable of levitating up to five metres above the ground and firing multiple cardboard pellets in rapid succession. It was piloted by Agent Marquez, self-appointed leader of their group, for three months before being destroyed by heavy rainfall. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4377" by MaliceAforethought, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4377. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4377	uncontained	Item #: SCP-4377 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4377 is currently uncontained. Multiple Foundation personnel are permanently engaged in direct combat nearby, and are currently attempting to direct it into uninhabited areas of woodland. A unit of MTF Upsilon-Peorð ("Slings and Arrows")1 has been instructed to maintain a safe distance, divert civilians away from the entity, and attempt to block it from public view by means of WPSEP2 generators and conventional camouflage. Research into a method of overcoming SCP-4377's compulsive effects is ongoing. Under no circumstances are any persons to come within 60 metres of the entity. The original site of SCP-4377. Description: SCP-4377 is an immense entity composed of forty-eight individual humans, bound together with adhesive solvents, paper, and large amounts of wood pulp. SCP-4377 is roughly humanoid in shape, and wears a crude 'crown' constructed from the rotating drum of a paper press. It displays both autonomy and low-level sentience, ambulates constantly at an average speed of 0.15 kph, and does not respond significantly to external stimuli beyond a range of 55 metres. Despite remaining fully conscious (and seemingly invulnerable), the constituent persons (designated PoI-4377-1 through -48) do not appear to possess any degree of control over the entity's actions. SCP-4377 formed on 2001-06-12, in the Hemel Hempstead Recycling Plant, Hertfordshire, England, which specialised in the reprocessing of paper prior to a Foundation-initiated shutdown. It is believed that of the people composing SCP-4377, the vast majority are the plant's former employees. All PoI-4377 instances have vocalised near-continuously since the anomaly's formation. Once per week, PoI-4377 will slowly expel crude replica weapons from their mouths (passing them outwards manually in the case of instances fully embedded within SCP-4377) and allow them to fall to the ground. These weapons are universally composed of paper, cardboard, glue, papier mache, and adhesive tape, and have designs ranging from crude cut-outs to intricate models, apparently selected randomly. All weapons produced so far have been representative of those found in Britain during the medieval period. See Addendum. During this expulsion period, which ordinarily lasts between one and three hours, any persons within 55 metres of the entity will be assigned to one of two groups, based upon a criterion that alters after each selection period. Criteria observed so far include: Hair colour. Preference for either Coca-Cola- or Pepsi-brand drinks. Attitude towards pineapple as a pizza topping. Support for, or rejection of, the Oxford Comma. Feelings towards the planetary status of Pluto. Each criterion is selected so as to provide approximately equal numbers of people in each group. Individuals assigned to one group are inflicted with an unnatural hatred towards the other, as well as displaying increased empathy and friendship towards fellow group members and a complete inability to a) use any form of conventional (i.e. potentially harmful) weaponry or b) move more than 50 metres away from SCP-4377. The net result of this process is that both groups will continuously engage in combat with one another, unable to do serious harm beyond paper-cuts and bruises (which are both inflicted with abnormal ease, and heal unusually rapidly). SCP-4377 seems to take pleasure in 'observing'3 this conflict, and has been observed turning to face areas of activity, making soft, high-pitched vocalisations, and clapping its arms together repeatedly when an injury occurs. The conflict has progressed uninterrupted since the entity's creation. Addendum: On 2008-04-20, during a lull of activity, SCP-4377 became unusually frustrated and proceeded to stamp its feet repeatedly, bend over to observe those around it, and quietly roar. PoI-4377 instances then began to expel several replica slings, pikes, and cannons alongside the standard array of weaponry. Since this event, the potential destructive capacity of weapons produced by SCP-4377 has been gradually increasing, and the ferocity of the surrounding combat has been escalating continuously. Cardboard firearms capable of producing high-velocity paper balls became part of the normal production around 2013, and in May 2019, PoI-4377-02 orally expelled an entire 1:1 scale model of a WW2-era Spitfire over the course of three days4. Based on the rate of escalation thus far, involved individuals are expected to approach current levels of technological advancement around 2025. The likelihood of either side acquiring pseudo-nuclear capabilities, and the effect that said capabilities would have on both the localised conflict and global geopolitics, is unknown. Footnotes 1. A distributed task force specialising in the non-lethal containment of anomalous megafauna and other large-scale aggressors. 2. Weak/Portable Sensory Extrapolation field. 3. The exact method by which SCP-4377 does this is unknown, but its field of vision appears to extend from its facial region. 4. The model (designated AO-4377-192) was capable of levitating up to five metres above the ground and firing multiple cardboard pellets in rapid succession. It was piloted by Agent Marquez, self-appointed leader of their group, for three months before being destroyed by heavy rainfall. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4377" by MaliceAforethought, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4377. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4378	euclid	SCP-4378: — Her Noodly Appendage Author: Woedenaz Her noodly appendage reaches out to thank: DrBleep Modern_Erasmus Leveritas The Great Hippo Doctor Cimmerian Lazar Lyusternik DiamondInTheMaking The top photo is a photoshop by Woedenaz that is made up of these two images: Image 1 - Public Domain Image 2 - CC0 Creative Commons ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 4378 Level4 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: amida Risk Class: critical link to memo Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4378 is contained inside a 5 liter stainless steel mixing bowl. The bowl is enclosed within the former kitchen of the United States White House with access via a single outward swinging door. This door is to be kept locked at all times. All movement and sound within 20 meters of the object is to be kept to a minimum; under no circumstances is it to be disturbed. An X-Class cognitohazard is placed within the immediate vicinity of the kitchen door leading to SCP-4378, preventing White House personnel from either perceiving or approaching it. ► //ACCESS Experimental Containment Procedures ▼ Close File At the request of Captain Meiersdorff of Mobile Task Force Eta-7, the use of a 190EI Model Gyroscopic Stabilization Robot has been approved for use in containing SCP-4378. The test will be carried out from ██/██/████ to ██/██/████. During the duration of the test, the entire staff of the White House (this includes the President) will be evacuated from the White House under the false pretense of an emergency drill. -O5-11 (Researcher Note: Request approval rescinded following Incident R-4378-M2) Experiments with SCP-4378 are to be approved only by O5 Council Members. Interviews of instances of SCP-4378-# are to be approved by Project Lead Dr. Lark. SCP-4378 within its containment bowl following removal by Secretary of State ████████ █████ Description: SCP-4378 is a single uncooked De Cecco-brand lasagna noodle. Disturbing SCP-43781 causes physical objects within its range of effect to be transferred to what is theorized to be another dimension [Designated SCP-4378-A.] The range of this effect is proportional to the amount of disturbance. The relational growth rate of the object's anomalous properties is unknown, though it is estimated to be $x * 10^\alpha$ (with $x$ being the theoretical number of disturbed electrons and $\alpha$ being the Fine-Structure Constant.) Entities transferred to SCP-4378-A are irrecoverable [Designated SCP-4378-#, numerically by chronological order of disappearance.] Responses can be sent by manipulating cooked noodles2 within 5 meters of SCP-4378.3 Extensive communication with subjects has been conducted. It is not understood how subjects continue to exist within SCP-4378-A, as subjects seem to lose all concept of self while still retaining their names. A Model M130 Remote Communication Bot has been used in attempts to communicate with the subjects, they have proven unsuccessful. A sentient interviewer is required in order to communicate with subjects within SCP-4378-A. Subjects have been incapable of describing SCP-4378-A in any coherent manner, however it is possible to send recording equipment to SCP-4378-A for brief periods of time. After approximately 10 minutes and 17 seconds, the equipment is ejected from SCP-4378-A, retaining any recorded data. SCP-4378-A appears to be a brightly lit void loosely filled with dried pasta, primarily spaghetti noodles.4 Noodles have been observed spontaneously manifesting within the void during recordings, but the location or cause of their creation is currently unknown. Communication with subjects sent through SCP-4378-A has been limited, usually only given in a simplified stream of consciousness that has proven difficult to understand, exacerbated by the required method of communication. When sent to SCP-4378-A subjects seem incapable of understanding how they are communicating with researchers and that they were once human, but retain their name. [See Interview Log SCP-4378-#] SCP-4378 was discovered immediately following the sudden disappearance of Secretary of State ████████ █████. [Designated SCP-4378-1] SCP-4378-1 was observed spontaneously disappearing on security footage recorded on ██/██/████ taken from the White House kitchen. The brief video shows SCP-4378-1 opening an upper cabinet, taking hold and opening a De Cecco Lasagna Noodle box, removing SCP-4378 from the box. SCP-4378-1 then spontaneously disappeared causing SCP-4378 to fall, landing in the stainless steel mixing bowl of which SCP-4378 is now contained. It is unknown why SCP-4378-1 did not disappear when the box containing SCP-4378 was disturbed but it is speculated that SCP-4378's anomalous properties did not manifest until it was removed from its container. Note from Project Lead Dr. Lark: Pending further review, I would also like to add the observation that gravity did not seem to cause SCP-4378 to manifest its anomalous properties. When SCP-4378-1 dropped SCP-4378 into the bowl, nothing happened. This is reason to believe that SCP-4378 only reacts when disturbed by a force outside of astronomical constants. Possibly only a sentient outside force, but that would have incredible implications considering Incident R-4378-M2. But that is something I am going to consider another time. There are already enough unknowns about this damned piece of flour, egg, and water. For approximately a week following SCP-4378-1's disappearance, various noodles found throughout the White House were discovered arranged in messages. The recorded instances of these are as followed: A single piece of spaghetti found at the bottom of President █████ ███████'s bowl arranged in cursive writing spelling out "hello?" The president noticed this as a coincidence and pointed it out to his wife, to which they both remarked at the "chances of that happening." A bowl of alphabet soup given to President █████ ███████'s daughter. The daughter pointed out to her father that the soup seemed to be randomly rearranging into various words including: nothing, ████[nickname for SCP-4378-1], ergo sum, and life. A bowl of leftover linguine found on top of the mini-fridge of the Chief of Staff's office in the West Wing. The linguine was left out for approximately 2 days, allowing it to dry. All linguine was found arranged into the word "thirst." It is speculated that this happened while the linguine was still pliable and then dried out. Further testing has proceeded to better understand SCP-4378's anomalous properties as well as attempting to discover a way to retrieve subjects back from SCP-4378-A. All current attempts have been unsuccessful. ► //ACCESS SCP-4378-# Interview and Containment Protocol ▼ Close File SCP-4378-# Interview Protocol FOLLOW ALL PRECAUTIONS AS STATED. FAILURE TO FOLLOW MAY RESULT IN UNINTENDED TERMINATION OF INTERVIEWER. 1. Interviewer is to be safeguarded from the X-Class Cognitohazard. 2. Interviewer is to bring 400g of recently (within 30 minutes of interview) pre-prepared spaghetti noodles. 3. Interviewer is to stand as still as possible while near SCP-4378. Remember, we are still unaware of how much movement will cause SCP-4378 to activate. 4. As per the preparation protocol, use of beta blocker propranolol is highly advised and only required if your supervisor deems it necessary. 5. An outfit consisting entirely of non-abrasive and minimum-friction materials will be provided. No other articles of clothing are allowed. 6. Do not touch the bowl containing SCP-4378 under any circumstances. Interview Instructions 1. A sheet of questions will be given to you by your supervisor prior to the interview, following the application of the X-Class Cognitohazard safeguard. These questions are to be memorized. 2. Approach SCP-4378 without lifting your feet. The provided shoes will allow you to shuffle across the floor. Take caution not to fall due to slipping. 3. On countertop near bowl containing SCP-4378, arrange the cooked noodles as instructed in the interview questions. Cursive lettering is appropriate. 4. Leave noodles in place for as much time as needed for SCP-4378-# to respond. This has been anywhere from instant to 3 hours. Movement during this period is to be kept to an absolute minimum. 5. Memorize any responses. 6. Repeat until all questions have been answered. 7. Collect all noodles used and carefully exit the vicinity of SCP-4378. 8. Note all answers in the provided interview log. (Researcher Note: Please revise. Memorization of answers appears unnecessary when we have access to advanced recording devices. Suggestion: Implant of Ocular Visual Image Recorder.) ► //ACCESS Interview Log SCP-4378 Subjects ▼ Close File Interviewed: SCP-4378-1 Interviewer: Dr. Mary Waldorf, Former Project Lead Note from Dr. Gary Lark: Record of interview compiled from Dr. Mary Waldorf's journal as well as on-site audio recording. Interview conducted only 2 months after disappearance of SCP-4378-1. Proper interview precautions not well established as SCP-4378 was initially classified as safe. Anomalous properties of SCP-4378 appear to be less effective at time of interview as Dr. Waldorf is able to use pen and paper to conduct interview. Interview conducted via cooked noodles and will be translated to traditional interview form for ease of consumption. <Begin log> Dr. Waldorf approaches SCP-4378-A with a small bowl of cooked spaghetti noodles. Dr. Waldorf places the noodles near SCP-4378-A and the interview begins. Dr. Waldorf: "Hello?" Approximately one minute passes before spaghetti rearranges. SCP-4378-1: "Speak? Who?" Dr. Waldorf: "Doctor U ok?" SCP-4378-1: "Who U?" Dr. Waldorf: "I doctor Who U?" SCP-4378-1: "I ask Not no" Dr. Waldorf writes in her notebook at this time. As she does so, she mentions out loud feeling 'strange.' The interview continues. Dr. Waldorf: "R U Sec █████?" Long pause of three minutes before response. SCP-4378-1: "yes yes yes" Dr. Waldorf: "Where R U?" SCP-4378-1: "here" The noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-1: "thirst water" The noodles quickly rearrange once again SCP-4378-1: "U water? bring" Dr. Waldorf takes notes followed by a short huff. All sound in recording ceases as Dr. Waldorf presumably disappears. Researchers on-site found Dr. Waldorf's Journal near SCP-4378 with a single noodle arranged to spell "thank." Dr. Gary Lark designated new project lead. Interviewed: Presumed SCP-4378-5, Former Junior Researcher Malcolm Stewart, lost following an incident during prior interview procedure. Interviewer: Dr. Gary Lark, Project Lead Note from Current Project Lead: Interview occurred one year and four months after SCP-4378-5's disappearance. Attempts to communicate were previously unsuccessful. Two more subjects lost between SCP-4378-5's disappearance and the following interview. <Begin log> Dr. Lark enters newly constructed containment area surrounding SCP-4378 following all precautions laid out by SCP-4378-# Interview and Containment Protocol. The day prior to this interview, Dr. Lark left spaghetti noodles near SCP-4378 spelling "Hello?" Upon arrival, spaghetti noodles rearranged themselves within Dr. Lark's presence. SCP-4378-5: "tirsty" Dr. Lark: "Who is?" SCP-4378-5: "comb stew" The noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-5: "she say hi" Dr. Lark: "Who she?" SCP-4378-5: "she touch al" The noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-5: "she say play 4 u" The noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-5: "she say plan 4 u" Dr. Lark: "plan 4 me?" SCP-4378-5: "touch thirst" Dr. Lark: "no not touch" SCP-4378-5: "not care" The noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-5: "we no u water" The noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-5: "u come now" the noodles quickly rearrange SCP-4378-5: "just need feel" Dr. Lark looks visibly frustrated and promptly exits the interview room. No further interviews are performed prior to Incident R-4378-M2. WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILES ARE LEVEL 5/4378 TOP SECRET ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THESE FILES WITHOUT LEVEL 5/4378 AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION. ► //ACCESS Incident R-4378-M2 Log ▼ Close File Compiled Incident Report R-4378-M2 Compiled by Captain Meiersdorff of Mobile Task Force Eta-7 at request of Dr. Gary Lark Note from Compiler: Incident R-4378-M2 has proven incredibly difficult to document considering the nature of the event. Use of the Leifman Protocol5 has made interviewing any persons present during the incident impossible. Most documents compiled in this report have been totally expunged from the public record and are now likely only present in this report. Memo from President ███████'s Secretary Dated ██/██/████ MEMORANDUM FOR THE PRESIDENT Subject: Preparations for Earthquake In regards to the earthquake advisory put forth by the US Geological Survey. Evacuation of all government buildings have been ordered and should be complete within the hour. Secret Service officials should be accompanying you to Safe House 5 at 11:30 AM. Vice President █████ ████████ will join you along with your families. The US Geological Survey estimates the earthquake and any aftershocks should cease after 3:30 PM, after which you will be escorted back to the White House. However, if the White House has been damaged we will observe the Hoover Standard until the all-clear is given. It is not expected that this will be a catastrophic earthquake and will likely only require the minimum of precautions. Regardless, I have been told by Agent York that the Secret Service is prepared for all possibilities. Transcript of NewsChannel 8 Broadcast on ██/██/████ Compiler Note: Recorded following Incident R-4378-M2 Host: Morris Jones Footage of police officer sprinting with automatic weapon Voice of unidentified civilian man: It all happened incredibly quickly. Uh, after the quake. I really don't know, man. Footage of police cars surrounding the White House Jones: Fear grips Capitol Hill following today's earthquake, registered as a 5.9. Confusion and concern tonight on NewsChannel 8. [NewsChannel 8 broadcast opening plays] Jones: Good evening everyone, I'm Morris Jones. In the wake of today's 5.9 scale earthquake, the President and the entire cabinet has gone missing without explanation. Multiple reports from eye witnesses have indicated the White House collapsing at one point, but secret service members have contradicted this claim. Current reports also indicate that the White House still stands. [Footage of eyewitness interview] Woman holding small child standing in front of the white house frantically gesturing at the building as she speaks. Woman: I feel like I'm insane. The whole thing was gone for at least 10 minutes6 after the quake. I'm here visiting with my family and we all saw it. There's just no way. The Interviewer looks visibly confused. Interviewer: So you're saying the White House had… collapsed at one point? Woman: Sure. Maybe. I never saw it actually collapse. It wasn't there any more, though, for goddamned sure. [Cut to interview of Secret Service official] Secret Service official wearing sunglasses, standing in lawn of the White House. Official: Nothing of the sort occurred. As you can see, the White House still stands. The President and his cabinet are currently interned in a safe location and will be giving a full statement within the hour. [Cut back to studio] Jones: Despite claims by officials, it has been just over an hour since that interview and no statement has been put out by the President. Concern over the President's safety has escalated as no word from any member of the cabinet has come from the White House. Jones: We will have more as the story develops. Memo from Dr. Lark to Mobile Task Force Eta-7 Meiersdorff, we have a Class J incident on our hands. Round up the team and head to Washington DC immediately. You are to locate the safe house connected to the White House, I have been told that it is found through a hidden door in the White House Kitchen. And be careful of any aftershocks. A 190EI Bot has already been sent to the object and should negate any risks, but be careful.7 We do not know the full capacity of 4378's effects. It is possible that an event could still occur even while 4378's stabilized. If the President is located, bring him to the staging location and perform the Leifman Protocol. If he is not located, return to the staging location for further instructions. SIGNED: Dr. Lark, SCP-4378 Project Lead Internal Secret Service Bulletin CODE FLYING TURMS REPEAT: CODE FLYING TURMS ACTION REQUIRED FOR ALL AGENTS. FOLLOW PROTOCOL. ASSUME NEGATIVE INTENT OF ALL TRESPASSERS. Communication Log of Task Force Eta-7 Compiler Note: When recovery of a person is primary, I often send a small elite team in first to locate the target before sending in the whole team. It is my understanding that this log is from the smaller team, just two agents. A damaged section of the audio was recovered from the Communication HQ's database. Only TFE-7 Larper and Command's audio intact. <Begin Log> Command: Copies. Over. TFE-7 Larper: Larper, Shipper. Over. Pause as TFE-7 Shipper presumably speaks. TFE-7 Larper: Copy, Shipper. Command, approaching target location of Turms. Over. 38 seconds of static TFE-7 Larper: No, no. Shipper, the object is a noodle. Yes a goddamned noodle! No, I am not fucking with you. Did you not read the prep sheet? Command: Larper, can you repeat? Over. TFE-7 Larper: Roger, Command, it is nothing. Shipper read precautions on prep sheet but not description of object. Over. Pause as TFE-7 Shipper presumably speaks. TFE-7 Larper: What do you mean the precautions is all that matters? How are you going to know what the damn thing looks like if you don't read the description? Command: Shipper, return to base. This is not acceptable. Larper, continue extraction attempt. No risk of immediate danger known but keep eyes open. Over. Pause as TFE-7 Shipper presumably speaks. TFE-7 Larper: Copy, Command. Contin— Static for two minutes and 12 seconds Command: Break, break… break. Larper, how do you read? Over. TFE-7 Larper: Copy 3 out of 5. Breached the interior of the kitchen. No danger as of yet. Over. Command: Copy, Larper. Confirm location of Turms. Alpha Sierra Alpha Papa, Over. Static Command: 10-9. Larper, 10-9. Over. TFE-7 Larper: I REPEAT, Turms is not here command. And— Rumbling noise & static TFE-7 Larper: Command, aftershock. Orders? Over. Command: Copy Larper. Leave immediately. Confirm no visual on Turms and leave immediately, over. TFE-7 Larper: Copy, Command. No visual on Turms— Rumbling louder followed by sudden static and silence Command: Larper, say again. SAY AGAIN, LARPER. Larper this is command, please say again. … Shit, someone get a hold of Shipper. Audio continued to broadcast from TFE-7 Larper. A copy of which follows: Audio from Communication Log of Task Force Eta-7 following TFE-7's disappearance sent through a spectrograph. ► //ACCESS SCP-4378-6 Interview Log ▼ Close File Interviewed: Presumed SCP-4378-7, Former First Lady of the United States ███ ███████ Interviewer: Dr. Gary Lark, Project Lead Note from Current Project Lead: Interview occurred seven months following Incident R-4378-M2. Interview was unintended as letters in a bowl of alphabet soup within the Executive Residence were observed being rapidly rearranged. Dr. Gary Lark is called to the scene and United State President's son ███ ██████ is administered a Class-B Amnetic. <Begin log> Dr. Lark enters Executive Residence dining room and approaches bowl containing Alphabet Soup. Standard SCP-4378-# Interview Protocol is followed. The letters are rapidly moving, making it difficult to make out any communication. Dr. Lark places a spaghetti noodle near the bowl spelling "Hello?" Alphabet soup ceases rapid movement and rearranges once again. SCP-4378-7: "Spreading, need to stop" Dr. Lark: "Who is?" SCP-4378-7: "Wife Lady ███" The following messages come in rapid succession with little time for Dr. Lark to commit to memory. SCP-4378-7: "right hard to no husbnd forget who is" SCP-4378-7: "i remember but not long she no and come" SCP-4378-7: "touch all she will no u no scp found u" SCP-4378-7: "can stop give water thirst" Dr. Lark: "Who he?" SCP-4378-7: "noodle she noodle touch all" SCP-4378-7: "not touch water need water" SCP-4378-7: "give water to us stop him" Dr. Lark: "us?" Pause of five minutes before another rapid succession of messages. SCP-4378-7: "give water so thirsty" SCP-4378-7: "we spread become arm take water" SCP-4378-7: "come for u of water" SCP-4378-7: "nothing lark ergo sum n life" Dr. Lark concludes the interview here. Further testing in to spreading influence of SCP-4378 is needed. <End log> Footnotes 1. Unconfirmed but possible that prolonged observation may also cause anomalous effects. 2. Any type of noodle appears to function as a proper communication device, but spaghetti has the highest transmission success rate. 3. A single noodle in the shape of a question mark was found on the lawn of the National Mall. It has not been determined if this is related. 4. Observed noodles have been: Lamian, Soba, Udon, Ramen, and Spätzle. While rare, a few non-noodle pasta have been observed in SCP-4378-A including: Elbow Macaroni, Farfalle, Anelli, Ravioli, and Rotelle. 5. Compiler Note: Leifman Protocol is the removal of a socially traumatic event and all related entities from the memory of afflicted individuals. Additionally, all record of events is expunged from all public and private records. 6. White House disappeared for approximately 10 minutes and 17 seconds. 7. 190EI Bot failure noted. Proposed containment procedures amended and denied.
SCP-4379	safe	A portion of SCP-4379, as seen from the main entrance. Item #: SCP-4379 Special Containment Procedures: All personnel stationed at Lunar Area-32 are to be aware of the location and properties of SCP-4379. Signs reminding staff of SCP-4379 and its properties should be positioned in any hallway featuring an entrance into SCP-4379, with emphasis near said entrances. Personnel attempting to enter SCP-4379 via the attached ventilation shaft must be equipped with a functional parachute. Explorations into SCP-4379 must be pre-approved by a Foundation staff member with Level 3/4379 or higher clearance. Description: SCP-4379 is an extradimensional location replacing the former office of the Assistant Director of Research at Lunar Area-32.2 To date, no method of accessing the original office has been successful, as all attempts invariably result in SCP-4379 being accessed instead. Internally, SCP-4379 is an arboreal mountain range of indeterminate size; exploratory teams have reported neither encountering nor seeing any boundaries or coastal features within or beyond a 1,000 km radius of the main entry point. The region is perpetually illuminated by a star consistent with the Sun, located directly above SCP-4379, and appears to lack a magnetic field, rendering discernment of cardinal directions3 impossible.4 The gravitational pull within SCP-4379 is approximately equal to Earth’s. The atmosphere of SCP-4379 is identical to that of Lunar Area 32 at any given time, excluding a 10% increase in humidity; the climate of SCP-4379 can be changed by altering the settings of Lunar Area 32’s atmosphere regulator. This correlation is believed to arise from the ventilation shaft formerly connected to the Assistant Director of Research’s office, which now leads to an indeterminate point within SCP-4379 several kilometres above the ground; however, it is unlikely the generator is sustaining the anomaly’s atmosphere, or is doing so with the assistance of an ectoentropic anomaly.5 The biodiversity of SCP-4379 consists entirely of seven endemic species of flora, all genetically related to species found on Earth; of these Pinus cembra var. lunae6 is the only non-grass species present. To date, no fauna have been encountered whatsoever. Genetic analysis of soil samples from SCP-4379 remains inconclusive. SCP-4379 was initially discovered on March 12, 2009, following a period of twelve minutes wherein Lunar Area-32 was forced to function exclusively on backup power. Inspection of the FAM-32 reactor confirmed it was functioning at full capacity for the entire period, however all produced power was being drawn to an unknown source; a search of Lunar Area-32 for the source resulted in the discovery of SCP-4379. Addendum: Exploration Audio Log Transcript Exploration Team: Distributed Task Force Sigma-6 Division 9 (‘Spacemen’) Team Lead: D-6 ‘Roller’ Team Members: D-7 ‘Skywalker’ D-8 ‘Buzz’ [BEGIN LOG] Roller: Microphones on? Buzz: Yep. Roller: I want it on the record that we’re trained for general security, not melting realities, so the moment the freaky stuff starts we’re bailing. Skywalker (distant, via Buzz’s microphone): Blondies should’ve gotten this, not us. Roller: Fix your mic Skywalker, it’s not coming through. Crackling feedback. Skywalker (distorted): Wah, wah… Buzz: Still buggered. Skywalker (distorted): Oh for… Crackling feedback. Skywalker: How about now? Roller: Perfect. Are we done complaining about the powers that be? Skywalker: Quite. Buzz: Yep. Roller: Good. Spacemen entering the anomaly now. Sound of an automatic door opening. Footfalls on concrete, changing to grass. Skywalker: Nice view. Buzz: Usually are, apparently. How long do you reckon we’ll last? Skywalker: I’ll give us an hour. Roller: Pay attention, you two. Skywalker: Yes sir. Buzz (faint, via Skywalker’s microphone): Fifty on twenty. Roller: Buzz! Buzz: Yes sir, sorry sir. (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Buzz: Whistles. That’s a long drop. Roller: Don’t fall. Skywalker: Yeah, I’d hate to have to shoot zombie-Buzz. (Extraneous audio redacted: ten minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Skywalker: So, uhh… how’s Rosie? Buzz: Oh, uhh… pretty good. Giving school her all; says she wants to go to space like me. Got a B in maths the other day. Or… at least that’s what I’m remembering. Skywalker: Nice. I think I was a nuisance back at her age – sounds like you’re doing it right. Buzz: I sure hope so. I just hope that she’ll still listen to me down the track. Roller: Keep her away from our sort of work? Buzz: All of it, yeah. Look, can we – can we just change the topic? I don’t want to be doubting my memory. (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Buzz: All these trees look the same. Cognitohazard, maybe? Skywalker: I’ll grab some samples, get them to tell. Footfalls stop. Roller: There. Twenty minutes and we’re still rocking. Skywalker: That just means he owes me fifty, sir. Buzz: Hey, I’ve still got margin of error. I ain’t owe you anything for another twenty. Skywalker scoffs. Skywalker: Margin of error? It’s just as– Roller: Shh! A dull roar rapidly approaches the group. Roller: Go! Go go go go! Several panicked footfalls. The roar – a loud rustling – overtakes the group and continues onward. The footfalls stop. Skywalker: It was the damn wind. Roller: For the record, that’s the first time anything’s moved other than us. Go grab the samples. Buzz: Just… give me a second. Thought that… Roller: You were going to win the bet. Buzz: I’m never going to hear the end of this, am I. Skywalker: Ask ‘em why they didn’t go first; that’ll shut them up. Roller: Come on, let’s keep moving. We’ve still got forty minutes before we can turn back. Skywalker: And if something happens before then? Roller: Survivors go back early, and it stops being our problem. Skywalker: Here’s hoping. (Extraneous audio redacted: ten minutes of footfalls against grasses.) Skywalker: Oh we’ll be al~right, when the wind is in our sails – Roller (correcting Skywalker): Oh we’d be al~right, if the wind was in our sails – Skywalker (Joining Roller): – oh we’d be al~right – Buzz (Joining Skywalker and Roller): – if the wind was in our sails, and we’ll all hang on be-hind. Buzz, Roller, Skywalker (In unison): And we’ll roll the old, chariot along, we’ll roll the old, chariot along, we’ll roll the old, chariot along, and we’ll all hang on be-hind. Skywalker: Well a night on the town wouldn’t do us any harm – Buzz, Roller, Skywalker (In unison): – well a night on the town wouldn’t do us any harm, oh a night on the town wouldn’t do us any harm, and we’ll all hang on be-hind. And we’ll – Roller (Simultaneous with Buzz, Skywalker) – roll the old, chariot along, we’ll roll the old, chariot along, we’ll roll the old, chariot along – Buzz, Skywalker (In unison, simultaneous with Roller): – ro~o~o~oll, we’ll ro~o~o~oll, we’ll ro~o~o~oll – Buzz, Roller, Skywalker (In unison): – and we’ll all, hang, on, be~hind. Skywalker: Say that to Cyrus and – Roller: Do you mean Site Director Cyrus Hourdoon, who is a respectable overseer for the facility, and will probably be personally reviewing these audio logs? A moment of silence. Skywalker: Why would he check the logs over? Buzz: Are you kidding? This thing’s literally down the hall from his office – he’d want to know what sort of funky stuff is going on, and make sure it doesn’t affect him. Roller: Let’s drop the topic. Maybe Dev can get these redacted or something beforehand. (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses. Buzz, Roller and Skywalker continue to hum the tune of Roll the Old Chariot in unison.) Buzz: Why were we singing? Roller: What do you mean? Buzz: We just started singing, for no reason. Skywalker: I was bored. We always do shanties on duty. Buzz: I mean, I remember us doing that, but did we actually do that? Or are we just remembering something that never happened? Roller: I thought you said you didn’t want to doubt your memory, Buzz. The footfalls stop. Buzz: I do too, but what if I didn’t? For all we know this place could be implanting memories into us. Maybe we aren’t even MTFs. Skywalker: Buzz? Buzz: Yeah? Skywalker: Shut up. (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Buzz (mumbled): Damn coghazards. (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Hover to enlarge. Buzz: Roller. Roller: Yes? Buzz: Lake, over there. Skywalker: Finally, something different. Roller: We’ll follow this ridge down to it, grab some samples. Walker, photograph. (Extraneous audio redacted: ten minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses. Another gust of wind passes the group; none react to it.) Skywalker: Make sure not to touch the water. At all. Buzz: Got it. Roller: Why? Skywalker: We’re coming up to an hour, and we just found something different. Buzz: You… you reckon this is the paste-maker? Skywalker: It’s right on time. Buzz: I… don’t want to get the sample. Roller: You’re the sample-taker. Buzz: And I’m the slowest runner. Roller: Go and put the damn vial in the lake. Buzz: Easy for you to say – you’ve got a ten metre head-start! Skywalker: Oh for – Roller: Alright then, Skywalker, you take the sample. Skywalker: What? No! It’s Buzz’s job. Roller grumbles. Roller: Fine. Paper Scissors Rock, then. Loser takes the sample. Buzz: It doesn’t work with three people. Roller: That’s because it’s between you two. Skywalker: And why aren’t you involved? Roller: Because I’m team lead, and I said so. Now hurry up. Buzz, Skywalker (In unison): Paper, scissors, rock. Paper, scissors, rock. Paper, scissors, rock. Paper, scissors, rock. Skywalker: Probability anomaly. Roller: Of course. Alright… first one to slap – Skywalker: Ow! Buzz: Sucked in. Skywalker: That isn’t fair, he didn’t – Roller: Go take the sample, Skywalker. Skywalker: But he – Roller: Now. Skywalker grumbles. Sound of footfalls against grass. A watch alarm sounds momentarily. Skywalker Fffff– what? What’s that? Roller: Hour’s up. Take the sample and we can go home. Buzz: See anything? Skywalker: Nope. Probably invisible. Alright, in three… two… one… (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of hurried footfalls against stone or grasses.) Roller: Alright… I think we’re… in the clear. We good? Skywalker: Yeah. Got… the sample. Buzz: I’m fine. Anyone… see the… beastie? Roller: What – what? What did you see? Buzz: No, nothing. I was asking… if you’d seen it. Skywalker: I saw nothing, heard nothing. Roller: Possibly antimemetic then. Buzz: Which means it could be right behind us and we wouldn’t realise it. A moment’s silence. Roller: Lets keep going, shall we? (Extraneous audio redacted: five minutes of hurried footfalls against stone or grasses.) Buzz: Roller? Roller: What? Buzz: Why is there only three of us? Roller: Because Kirk, Ripley and Teal’c needed to keep everything together back in 32. Buzz: Yeah, but… what if there were more of us? Skywalker: Not this again… Roller: Alright, Buzz, if you don’t shut up about this memory crap, I swear I’m going to get you disciplined. Buzz: But – Roller: I don’t give a damn. If we’re getting stuff erased, we can’t find out until we’re back, and there’s no point in doubting ourselves. Do you have a better idea? Buzz: No sir. Roller: Then can it, both of you. If I hear anything more about this, I don’t care if you’re right or not, I will report you to Site Director Cyrus Hourdoon, and he’ll sort you out personally. Capiche? Buzz, Skywalker (In unison): Yes sir. Roller: Good. (Extraneous audio redacted: twenty minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Skywalker: So. Roller: Hmm? Skywalker: What’re we going to do once we get out? Buzz: Quarantine first. Check for biohazards, memes, all that. Can’t risk it getting out in Area 32. Skywalker: I meant after. Big first mission, and it seems to be going fine thus far. Roller: What are you thinking of? Skywalker: I reckon we crack open some cold ones with the D’s. Maybe then Winston will stop thinking enough for me to beat him at cards. Buzz: You know he cheats, right? Skywalker: What? How? Roller: You know that pack of cards Dianne won off Buzz last year? The D-classes have been sharing it around; they all cheat, if they’re good at it. Skywalker: Why the hell wouldn’t you take it off them? Roller: Three reasons. One: they’re more cooperative with it. Two: if you haven’t realised they were cheating, you probably don’t deserve to win. Buzz laughs. Skywalker: And three? Roller: We’ve been cheating too. Skywalker (Under breath): No wonder I’ve never won a damn game… Buzz: Cheer up Skywalker, at least now you can get on our level. I’ll show you how to do it when we get back, alright? (Extraneous audio redacted: ten minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Roller: The exit should be just up there. Buzz: Should? Footfalls stop. Buzz: Sorry sir. (Extraneous audio redacted: fifteen minutes of footfalls against stone or grasses.) Roller: There it is. Skywalker: Sweet. Roller: So… synopsis of the expedition? Skywalker: We walked for an hour, got spooked by the wind along the way, found a lake, came back. Roller: Buzz? Buzz: That’s what I remember sir. Roller: Same for me. Anything out of the ordinary? Skywalker: Other than the fact that nothing happened, nope. Roller: Nobody got killed? Skywalker: No. Roller: No pursuits by a primordial curb-stomping deity? Buzz: Not that I recall. Roller: We just… came in, took some samples, wandered around, left? Skywalker: That sums it up. A moment’s silence. Roller: Well then. I… guess I’ll see you two after quarantine. [END LOG] Closing Statement/s: D-6, D-7 and D-8 were released from quarantine after 72 hours. No biological hazards, memetic / cognitohazardous infections, memory alterations or other anomalous influences were found on or affecting the team. Subsequent tests involving, and excursions into, SCP-4379 have confirmed a complete lack of any cognitohazardous, memory-affecting, or probability-affecting anomalies, as well as a lack of inhabitation by malevolent or antimemetic entities. File Restricted: Level 3/4379 Showing file. Addendum 2: Internal Memorandum Lunar Area-32 – Site Director Cyrus Hourdoon The following information is classified to Level 3/4379 clearance. Personnel divulging this information to individuals with insufficient clearance will be severely reprimanded. Analysis of the samples taken by Mobile Task Force Sigma-6 (‘Puddlejumpers’), Division 9 (‘Spacemen’), Agent 8 (‘Buzz’) revealed several abnormalities that are not included in the Level 2 or below version of this file. These abnormalities have consistently reoccurred in all samples taken from within SCP-4379. In agreeance with Ethics Committee Liaison Devlin Winston, these details have been classified in the interest of maintaining on-site morale, and preventing unwarranted speculation or overreactions as demonstrated by MTF Sigma-6 Division-9 Agents 6 (‘Roller’), 7 (‘Skywalker’) and 8 in the first exploratory log for SCP-4379. The surface of SCP-4379 is uniformly covered in a thin layer of dead human skin cells. Soil and stone samples taken from throughout SCP-4379 universally contain traces of human DNA in varying states of decomposition, and are significantly composed of decayed and/or compacted human faecal matter. Water samples taken from throughout SCP-4379 universally contain traces of human DNA and contain evidence to suggest they are, or formerly were, predominantly composed of human saliva, sweat, and/or urine. All DNA samples recovered from SCP-4379 match, but do not match records in any databases accessible to the Foundation. Analysis of the aforementioned faecal matter suggests the source subsists on a diet consisting exclusively of the flora found within SCP-4379, predominantly the seeds of Pinus cembra var. lunae. Hover to enlarge. On February 8, 2017, the members of a Mobile Task Force engaging in a week-long exploration into SCP-4379 reported discovering a single building south-south-west of the main entrance to SCP-4379 (with ‘north’ being assigned to the direction the entrance of SCP-4379 is facing). A photograph is attached. The building was comprised entirely from materials found within SCP-4379, predominantly stone, and showed strong evidence of having been inhabited at an indeterminate point. Numerous stone tablets were found throughout, all of which were engraved with text that appears to be a heavily degraded dialect of, or linguistic descendant of, modern English. Several rooms throughout the building were devoted entirely to the storage of large quantities of Pinus cembra var. lunae seeds. Several members of staff have reported seeing glimpses of a ‘man in black clothing, mid-stride’ approaching the entrance of SCP-4379 from the interior. Comparison of the reported locations of the entity (now designated as SCP-4379-A) in consideration with physical proximity strongly suggests that the entity has approached / is approaching / will approach the entrance of SCP-4379 in an asynchronous order; SCP-4379-A has not yet been sighted outside of SCP-4379. Footnotes 1. Formerly Senior Researcher ████ ███ [DATA CORRUPT] 2. Formerly Senior Researcher Daniel Schröder; however, the placard attached to the office door features a shorter, illegible name instead. 3. North, south, east, west. 4. For the purposes of exploration, ‘north’ is assigned to the direction an individual is facing upon entering SCP-4379 using the main entrance. 5. From the Foundation Handbook of Terms: ‘Ectoentropic (adj.): violates the first and/or second law of thermodynamics by generating matter and/or energy in a fashion that directly violates entropy.’ 6. Closest related to Pinus cembra, the Stone pine.
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Every numeral information is believed to be untrue, and proper documentation in order to bypass SCP-001's anomalous effect is under review. SCP-001 is the first priority of every Miscommunication Department member. — Eli Forkley, Director, DoMC 1/001 LEVEL 1/001 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-001 Semel Special Containment Procedures: To this end, SCP-001 is kept at Site-01 in Humanoid Containment Chamber #A001 and is not permitted to interact with personnel unless they are directly involved in its research and containment. SCP-001's documented file will not be uploaded into the SCP-001 slot, due to obvious reasons. Description: SCP-001 is a 1-year-old human with memetic, infohazardous, bureaucratohazardous and semiohazardous anomalous properties. SCP-001 affects any qualifier given to itself, so that it becomes the first of said qualification, if applicable. SCP-001's effect seems to expand over time, affecting various qualifications of itself, physical concepts, and abstract concepts surrounding it. The effects are as follows, each tier describes an expansion of SCP-001's effect by time. Tier Effect Example Tier I Actual name or designation of SCP-001 cannot be properly done, due to these designations not being "first" of its descriptive qualification. SCP-001 previous number and name have been lost and can only be referred to as -001 and "Primus the first" respectively. Tier I Anything posted online by SCP-001 will always result in a new record being achieved by it. After posting a picture of itself eating Burger King's new "Double Bacon Whopper" on Instagram, it became the first post to obtain one trillion likes on any social media app, despite Instagram not having over 1 billion created accounts. The post was removed and SCP-001 was contained at Site-01. Tier I Every contest or game SCP-001 participates in will always result in SCP-001 winning. After playing several games with professional chess players while in containment, SCP-001 was undefeated. SCP-001 claims to have never learned how to play chess and that it just randomly moved pieces around during the games. Tier I Any job SCP-001 is affiliated with will forcefully put it in the higher title level. During containment, despite only working as a janitor, an email on SCP-001's personal inbox has been received announcing that SCP-001 is the new owner of the multinational chain fast-food restaurant Burger King. Tier I Documented ranking will result in SCP-001 at the top, even if said ranking shouldn't apply to SCP-001. Annual ranking by various reports resulted in SCP-001 being the most influential individual in the world, the most wanted fugitive, the wealthiest person, the best athlete in every category, the most commonly used toothpaste, the most visited museum, the most peaceful country, etc. Tier I Expansion of the two previous tiers. Due to the current elections of this year, SCP-001 is the Prime Minister of Canada, the President of India and the mayor of various locations throughout the world. Tier I By Foundation records, SCP-001 is the human to survive the most stabbings, gunshots, asphyxiation, lethal injection doses, and many more. Decommission protocol failed. Further attempts pending. Tier I SCP-001 has developed a retroactive antimemetic effect which erases previous memories of a living being if said subject has met, read, or heard documentation concerning SCP-001 for more than a first time. This is not the first time you've read this file. Tier I History seems to bend so that it becomes the first finding and being of most historical past. Despite being 1 year old, SCP-001 is the first human being ever born, the first anomaly ever found by the SCP Foundation, the first ever to taste a ham sandwich, the creator of electricity, literature, watermelon bubblegum, and the wheel. Tier I N/A At the time of writing, SCP-001's anomalous effect is believed to cause an FK-Class ("End of Meaning") Scenario in less than one week due to its anomalous effect slowly removing at least one Cuil1 per day on all baseline reality. Overseer Council Resolution 001.1: PROPOSAL: "Stop all further documentation and attempts at decommissioning on SCP-001" —(O5-1) FOR AGAINST ABSTAIN O5-1 O5-2 O5-3 O5-4 O5-5 O5-6 O5-7 O5-8 O5-9 O5-10 O5-11 O5-12 O5-13 Verdict APPROVED Due to O5-1 being the first Foundation member with an actual choice, the motion passes. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-4381	keter	4/4381 LEVEL 4/4381 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4381 Keter SCP-4381 Special Containment Procedures: Given that at least ██,███,███ instances have been documented throughout the world, containment of SCP-4381 is unfeasible. Mobile Task Force Omicron-19 ("Pork Grinders") is to capture and extract SCP-4381 instances in sparsely populated areas as deemed necessary by the Site-166 Research Department. Amnestic aerosols are to be deployed immediately after retrieval. Captured SCP-4381 instances are to be contained in the Fauna Containment Wing at Site-166. Until the nature of SCP-4381 is determined, research and experimentation with captive SCP-4381 instances is a priority and should remain ongoing. Personnel assigned to interact with SCP-4381 specimens must be aware of their anomalous nature. Expired SCP-4381 instances are to be incinerated and disposed of accordingly. Description: SCP-4381 are domestic pigs (Sus scrofa domesticus) that exhibit the behavior and characteristics of humans. However, this only takes effect when the interacting human has no prior knowledge regarding this anomalous property. Anatomical analysis of SCP-4381 instances shows no unusual properties which could be considered the cause of these characteristics. While digital images of SCP-4381 seem to mitigate this property, audio recordings have been confirmed to retain human vocalizations emitted by SCP-4381 instances. Addendum: Initial Testing Logs Subject: SCP-4381-1 (Deceased specimen) Procedure: Abdominal dissection. Results: Digestive, circulatory, and all other internal organs were physiologically similar to non-anomalous specimens. EXTRANEOUS LOGS OMITTED Subject: SCP-4381-8 (Live specimen) Procedure: Veterinary orthopedic surgery. Subject sedated. Results: Extracted bones appear to be identical to human bones. Subject: SCP-4381-9 (Live Specimen) Procedure: Tail removal. Mild sedative applied. Results: Subject emits human screams. Removed tail resembles the gluteal sulcus muscle found in humans. Further analysis indicates physiological similarities with tails of non-anomalous pigs. Addendum: Audio Log 4381-12 Excerpt <Begin Log 4381-04302019> The following test was conducted to determine the scope of SCP-4381. Previous log entries have been removed for brevity. D-7661 was not informed about the subject's anomalous properties. EXTRANEOUS LOGS OMITTED D-7661: So, why are you here, again? SCP-4381-88: Well, ask them. They think I'm a pig. D-7661: That's messed up. SCP-4381-88: Yeah. The more I explain that I'm not… The more they just seem disturbed. SCP-4381-88: I just want to go home, man. I don't want to end up like the others. EXTRANEOUS LOGS OMITTED Notes: Three days later, ██ SCP-4381 instances were reported to have manifested in the D-Class Wing. Addendum: Incident Log 4381-05112019 █,███ instances were successfully contained by Site-166 personnel after a raid from a meat-processing facility in [REDACTED]. Confiscated records indicate that at least ██,███ instances have been processed as sausages and bacon for the last four years. Several days after the raid, ███ undocumented SCP-4381 instances were reported to have manifested at Site-166. ██ instances that were recently contained and ███ containment personnel were also reported to be missing. A containment breach was subsequently declared and a nearby Foundation facility, Site-235, was notified to deploy personnel to contain the breach. Addendum: Note from Site-235 Director ██████ ██████ It appears Site-166 had already been compromised by SCP-4381 for at least 19 months before the breach. All Foundation personnel who have interacted with SCP-4381 were missing. Until the nature and scope of SCP-4381 are verified, all surviving Site-166 personnel are to undergo Metanoic screening for a duration of 15 days and be administered with Class-D amnestics. Site-235 staff assigned to interact with Site-166 personnel must not be aware of SCP-4381 nor its anomalous properties. Deceased Site-166 personnel and other unidentified individuals found within Site-166 testing facilities are to be incinerated and disposed of according to the Apeiron Protocol. All digital records of Site-166 personnel are to be deleted from the Foundation database. A revision of this documentation is to be issued within three weeks.
SCP-4382	euclid	Item#: 4382 Level2 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: warning link to memo SCP-4382. Image taken from aerial drone. Special Containment Procedures: All satellite and flyover data of the SCP-4382 affected region must be actively censored. Blockades and checkpoints have been constructed along all roads leading to SCP-4382. Outpost 4382 will continue to monitor SCP-4382's rate of expansion. All personnel assigned to SCP-4382 must work in paired teams; partners should be chosen with strong, preexisting relationships. If any member of staff begins to exhibit "looping" behaviors, contact the Outpost 4382 medical team immediately, then employ the following measures: 1. Speak their names loudly and clearly. Use varying titles and nicknames. 2. Use light physical contact such as shaking the shoulders or jostling. 3. Make sudden, loud noises such as clapping, snapping, or shouting. 4. Elaborate on a shared experience or planned event. Focus on key sensory details. Description: SCP-4382 is the town of Hulwick, Kentucky, U.S.A. Since October 18th, 2018, this town has been encased in a reality-altering anomaly, affecting 8.7km2 and expanding outward in a spherical radius at .5m2 per month. When viewed from the exterior, this sphere produces a mild visual distortion. Staff has described this phenomenon as "like the skin of a giant soap bubble." All objects, animals, and people inside the town of Hulwick will continuously perform a single pattern of actions ad infinitum, and with total disregard for any physical laws. This effect is poorly documented, as the area of SCP-4382 causes severe aliasing and static interruption in all forms of visual data. Audio transmissions appear unaffected. On May 18th, 2019, MTF-Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies"1 were dispatched to investigate this anomaly, and determine its source. Exploration Log 1 - 2019/05/18 Exploration Log 1 - 2019/05/18 Exploration Log 1 - SCP-4382 Date: 2019/05/18 \| 1:15PM Location: Outpost 4382 MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" Site-9: Xi-5, this is Command, please report in. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: 5-1, coms online. Xi-5-2\|Higashi: 5-2, coms online. Xi-5-3\|Banks: 5-3, coms online! Xi-5-4\|Saksa: 5-4, coms online. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Squad is green, Command. We've just finished our last equipment check; Kant Counters2, Sandford Clocks3 and Livelights4 are all calibrated. Site-9: Roger, Xi-5. You are cleared to enter 4382. Locate the source of the anomaly, and contain if possible. If not, document everything you can. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: You heard 'em Bullies. Let's get weird. The task force are observed by Outpost 4382 video-drones entering the distortion field; straight-line formation, five second delays. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, we're in. Looking up, the sun has completely changed position. It looks like early morning around here, and we're getting 3 ticks on the Hume already. Team, remember the protocols. No dwelling on anything. Vary up your sights, your sounds, and your thoughts. We've got a long hike into town. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Yes Captain. Xi-5-2\|Higashi: Confirmed, sir. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Conf- I mean, uh, affirmative Team Leader. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Good. Let's get moving. 16 minutes of radio silence; team chatter expunged. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, we're about 30 minutes out. We're coming up over a hill. I can see the main thoroughfare, and the clocktower. Anyone got eyes on a loop? Xi-5-2\|Higashi: Nothing yet, Captain. It's all baseline- I mean, except the fact we're walking through an October forest in May. This is kind of nice actually; I've always loved autumn. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: I figure after eight months it gets old. Hold on- hey, Command? I've got a squirrel. Site-9: 5-4, please repeat? Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Squirrel, Command; American Red, specifically. It's on a low branch of a nearby tree. I swear it's been chewing on the same acorn for the past twenty seconds. Xi-5-3\|Banks: I see it. I'm going to approach. Site-9: Confirmed. Use caution, 5-3. Xi-5-3\|Banks: It's a friggin' squirrel. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Banks. Xi-5-3\|Banks: I copy, Command. Xi-5-3 approaches the subject Xi-5-3\|Banks: Huh. Yeah. It's not responding to my presence at all. I'm nearly touching the thing. The acorn… woah, freaky. The squirrel is eating it in that typical turn-and-bite way, but the previous bites are growing back at an equal pace. It's like an endless acorn. I wonder wha- woah! Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Banks, you alright? Xi-5-3\|Banks: Uh, yeah, sorry. I just sort of, uh, flicked it. Now… yep. It's dead Command. It dropped right out of the tree. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: You weren't cleared to engage, 5-3. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Sorry Captain; but it's good to know before we encountered any people, hey? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Hmh. Command, should we get a sample of- Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Uh, sir? Sir I think- Higs, you good? Hey, Higs! Task force converges on Xi-5-2's location. Someone is heard snapping loudly. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: 5-2. Higs. Higashi. Yasuo. Snap out of it, come on. Xi-5-2 does not respond. Very faint, repetitive mumbling is heard over Xi-5-2's coms. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Command, I think 5-2 is looping. He's crouched down by… a fern, I think. A drop of water is falling from one of the leaves, but before it reaches the ground, it re-appears on the leaf. It just forms, rolls, and drops. It forms, rolls, and drops. Forms, rolls, dro- Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Lyydia! Xi-5-4\|Saksa: R- Ah! Fuck! I… sorry, Captain. I don't know… Xi-5-3\|Banks: Command, I think I've got 5-2. He's lucid, but he's a bit glossy-eyed. Site-9: We've sent a retrieval team for 5-2. Should we scrub? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Negative, Command. We're already here. Banks, Saksa, you're still green? Xi-5-4\|Saksa: That's a copy, Captain. Higs, hey buddy, keep looking at me, okay? Dispatch is coming; you'll be at the outpost in no time. You've got one of Molly's lunches waiting, remember? She always makes you the best lunches. You better wake up Higs, or I'm stealing your fucking lunch. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Hey! We've got a smile. Command, I'd like to report a smile here. I think he's alright… but all the same, tell that retrieval team to hustle up, hey? Site-9: Copy. Exploration Log 2 - 2019/05/18 Exploration Log 2 - 2019/05/18 Exploration Log 2 - SCP-4382 Date: 2019/05/18 \| 3:10PM Location: Hulwick MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, this is Xi-5-1. We've reached the center of town. How's Higs? Site-9: Copy 5-1. 5-2 is responding well. We've got him on the same treatment regimen as the recovered civilians from last year. We're seeing a good response to rapid visual stimuli. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Thanks Coms, keep me posted. As for Hulwick… I have to tell you Command, this is one of the freakier ones. Site-9: Please elaborate, 5-1. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: It looks like they were setting up a celebration when the anomaly occurred; that means they've been decorating for the last eight months non-stop. There's a woman ahead of me in a blue dress. She's climbing a ladder, and tying off one end of a banner. "Hulwick Harvest Festival", it says. She climbs down, moves the ladder across the street. Just as she finishes tying the other side, the first knot unravels, and the banner falls. She moves back across the street to string it up again, only for the other side to fall. She's repeated this pattern eighteen times now, and it's the same everywhere I look. Site-9: Copy, 5-1. Remember, do not observe any single temporal loop for too long. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: I don't think this is temporal, Command. I'm not seeing any sudden "cuts" or speed deviations, and my Sandford is ticking on normally. Kant Counter is nearing a hard 8, though. I honestly think this might just be a Wildcat5. Site-9: Without a deviant temporal frequency? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: I'm telling you, we've got stable tempo in here. You almost wouldn't notice anything is wrong, if everyone wasn't doing the same thing repeatedly. Something must be actively maintaining the HUI6. Something powerful. I can't imagine what though. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Neither can I Command, but I can guess where it is! Just did a quick 360 and, yep, guess what? The Humey is peaking when I aim it towards 4382's radial center. How nice, we were heading to Point Alpha anyway. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Hey, guys, I've got a protracted loop here. Clocked it at six minutes. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Damn, that is a long one! Report, Saksa. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: It's a kid on his bike. He's wobbling a bit as he rides; probably because of that big fuckin' shoulder bag he's got. He's riding along, then for a split second looks away from the sidewalk to re-adjust his bag, just in time for a group of boys to round out of an alley. They collide. One of the boys is knocked to the ground, and the kid falls off his bike. A bunch- like, six books fall out of his bag. The boys help their friend up, and start shouting at the bike kid. He scrambles to collect the books. One of the boys kicks a big red hardcover off the sidewalk, and it falls open-page on a sewer grate covered in wet clumps of leaves. The boys laugh, and walk on. The bike kid is trying to dry the book off with his sleeve. He's crying, I think. I can't tell, and I don't want to get too close. He's wiping his nose a lot, at least. He gets back on his bike, and wobbles a bit before taking off. I've seen this exact scene play out three times already. The kid seems to be cycling around the block, and the alleyway boys keep doubling back. Cycle, collide, spill, kick, cry. Over and over. Site-9: Thank you, 5-4. Please stop observing this loop. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: I'm seeing similar patterns, Command. Shorter loops. The same man forgetting his coat in the hair salon, going back for it, and walking out without it again. A trio of feral cats running between the legs of an old woman, making her stumble and drop a can of tomatoes from her grocery bags. A little girl skips by and helps her pick it up. Now cats run by again, she drops it again and- yep, there's the little girl. Command, I think the anomaly is causing closed loops; causal loops, actually. People are getting trapped in a cycle of actions. I'd almost say it's memetic, but, well, nobody has fallen over or starved. It's like the reality here is just allowing for it, until something stops it. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Like the squirrel. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Yes, like the squirrel. Alright, let's group back up and head for Point Alpha. 45 seconds of radio silence as the task force regroups. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: 5-4, you with us? Lyydia? Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Hm? Oh, fine, Captain. Just thinking about that kid. What a fucking hell, huh? Eight months living that awful moment again and again. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Not to him. None of the civilians we recovered from the outskirts remembered looping, Saksa. To that kid, it's just happening once. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: Once is too many. Task force begins moving through down again, heading for Point Alpha. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Hey, Saksa? You still thinking about that kid? You're awful quiet. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: No, I'm just… there were boys like that in my home town too. Vicious little bastards. They'd always make fun of my hair. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Yeah, well, you're the Bully now, right? M.T.F. Xi-5 hey hey! Xi-5-4 does not respond. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Hey? Xi-5-4\|Saksa: It's just- It's knowing that it keeps happening over and over, and there's nothing you can do about it. It's just like when I was a kid; I'd get to homeroom, sit at my desk and then Paavo's there pulling on my hair. He'd always do it so quick. The teachers never believed me. Every day, I'd just wake up, go to class, and there's Paavo pulling my hair. Every day, I'd just wake up, go to cla- Xi-5-3\|Banks: Uh, Captain? Captain!? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Saksa? Lyydia! God damn it, what was she watching!? Xi-5-3\|Banks: Nothing! We were just talking! Fuck! Command, copy! Copy damn it, Lyydia is looping. Hey, hey girl, look at me! Xi-5-3 begins clapping her hands loudly, and at infrequent tempos Xi-5-4\|Saksa: -vo pulling my hair. Every day, I'd just wake up- Xi-5-3\|Banks: Come on Lil, snap out of it! You're not there anymore! You grew up! You're a bad-ass science commando now! You're my squad-mate! Lyydia! Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, we need that evac now. Site-9: Dispatch sent, 5-1. It's going to take some time. We need you to keep moving to Point Alpha. Xi-5-3\|Banks: What!? Command, we're not leaving her here- Site-9: The longer you're inside SCP-4382, the higher risk we run 5-3. Activate 5-4's beacon, and move on. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, I have to protest- Site-9: That's an order, Captain. Xi-5-1 and Xi-5-3 go silent. Xi-5-4 continues speaking. Xi-5-4\|Saksa: -ake up, go to class, and there's Paavo- Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Copy, Command. Exploration Log 3 - 2019/05/18 Exploration Log 3 - 2019/05/18 Exploration Log Part 3 - SCP-4382 Date: 2019/05/18 \| 5:56PM Location: Hulwick. MTF: Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Site, this is Xi-5 reporting in. Please tell me this is the first time this hour. Site-9: We're receiving you Captain. Don’t worry, you aren’t looping. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Thank God. We’re approaching Point Alpha. It's getting harder to focus, and the loops are all short here. Site-9: Copy, and please elaborate. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Yeah, Command? I’ve got eyes on one right now. Elderly woman; I can see her through the garden window. She's making soup I think. She’s just chopping the same carrot, over and over. Little, tight rows. Perfect straight cuts. The same carrot, over and over. Little tight rows. Perfect straight cuts. The same carrot, over and- Xi-5-1\|Adamson: 5-3, focus up! Hey! Listen to me. Xi-5-3\|Banks: -ittle rows. Perfect straight cuts. The same ca- Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Not again, damn it- Chile! Come on Banks, think! After this, you’re going on vacation, remember? Chile, the salt flats? The desert after the rain? Xi-5-3\|Banks: -ver and over… same… salt flats. The desert after the rain, like one big mirror so I'm standing in the stars… Captain? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: There you go. Good. Command, be advised. 5-3 is returning to base. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Salt… what? Hey, no! A muffled clattering sound is heard as Xi-5-3 grabs Xi-5-1 by the shoulders and shakes them. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Cap, you cannot be here alone! Command, this is 5-3. I’m fine. Repeat, I’m fine, and I’m repeating because I choose to. Disregard that last advisory. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Damnit Banks- Command! This is Captain Adamson, and I am ordering 5-3 to return to base. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Captain, what’s going to happen if you’re the one who goes loopy? Who’s going to snap you out of it? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Damnit Banks… Damnit Banks- Xi-5-3\|Banks: Wes! Sna- Xi-5-1\|Adamson: I'm not looping, you idiot! I’m just pissed off at you! Jesus, you never listen to me! This is why we didn't- Radio silence for 4 seconds. Site-9: Uh, Xi-5, this is command. We’re making the call. You move forward. 5-3 is right, we need you in pairs. Xi-5-1 exhales hard. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Roger. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Roger. The sound of Xi-5-1 and Xi-5-3 walking through dry leaves is heard for 3 minutes. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, I think we’re here. The Kant Counter is in the red… hell, I think it’s gone past the red. It looks like an old farm house, except there’s no farm out here. It’s just an empty lot, and a big house. Address is 13 Chadwick. Site-9: Checking the directory. Property belongs to… Dennis and Margret McArthur. Nothing on file for either of them. Is the source inside the house? Sounds of walking is briefly heard. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Nnnnnegative command; Kant has a slight drop off at the house, actually. I’m looking into one of the windows a-… oh, Christ. Site-9: 5-3? Xi-5-3\|Banks: Eugh. Uh, Command, we’ve got two corpses here. They’re just laid out on the living room. Lots of stab wounds. They-… oh god, Command, scratch that. One of them is still alive. Or… fuck, maybe he just can’t die? The man is trying to pull himself up towards a wall-mounted rotary phone. He keeps slipping back down the bloody wall, over and-… eugh. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, the source seems to be coming from the back yard- back field, I mean. We’re proceeding there now. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Uh, Captain, shouldn't we-? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Too risky, and anything we'd do would kill him anyway. Xi-5-3\|Banks: That might be for the best. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Point Alpha is our priority, Anna. Come on. Xi-5-1 is heard walking. After a two second delay, Xi-5-3 moves as well. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: We’ve got a secondary structure here. Large, sheet metal; it's partially collapsed and covered in rust. It looks like a big garage of some kind. Xi-5-3\|Banks: It's a tractor garage. We had 'em back home. See the big ass tire treads worn into the dirt? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Huh. So the source is… a tractor? Xi-5-3\|Banks: Only one way to find out. Command, I’m going to open ‘er up. Site-9: Confirmed. Be careful 5-3. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Roger. The sound of rusted metal grinding on an axle is heard. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Whoa! Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Holy fucking shit. Site-9: Squad, report. What is it? What’s inside the garage? Xi-5-3\|Banks: It’s, uh… a machine, Command. I think. It’s like one of those spider web colonies that cover whole trees, just with wires and pipes and stuff. It's all scraps and pieces wrapped around this big metal stalk… you know those globes they have at the Science Museum? Van-De-Whatevers; the ones that make your hair stand on end. Its like one of those, except it has a glass sphere at the center with five metal balls inside. They’re all rolling around each other, over and over. Damn this is huge, Command. It's nearly touching the ceiling! Site-9: Confirmed. Do you see a power supply? Do the cables run anywhere? Xi-5-3\|Banks: Yeah, everywhere. Hold on. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, I’ve got something. Site-9: A power supply? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Negative. There’s a small desk tucked into the corner. I see some diagrams, a few equations- it’s all scribes but- huh. Command? I think this might be a journal. It’s signed "Seth McArthur”. Site-9: Checking… confirmed, the home owners did have a son named Seth. Xi-5-3\|Banks: That might explain who this is! I followed the cables around the back of the garage. There's a kid here, standing in front of a big… transformer, maybe? He doesn't look much older than 16. He keeps pressing buttons. Over and over. Red, orange, white. Over and over. Red, orange, white. Over a- gah! Damn it. The kid looks, I don’t know, panicked? He’s gritting his teeth, and his foreheads all sweaty… I can't be sure, but I think maybe he’s trying to shut it down. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Or he might just be keeping it running, Command. Site-9: What do you mean, 5-1? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: I’ve been skimming the journal, and it’s pretty clear the kid made this mess. “January 5th, 2008. Nobody gets it. The world is wrong. Why can’t they see. Why doesn’t anyone listen to me. I’m the smartest kid in school. I skipped four grades. Even the teachers are stupid compared to me-“ Wow, seems like a nice kid. Site-9: 5-1, does it say anything about the device? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Hold on, there’s a lot here. It’s mostly nonsense. “I’ve read all the books. Every physics textbook in the school library, and it’s all wrong. I know it. It’s like we’ve skipped a number7. All our predictions and theories are based on a faulty premise. I just know it. I don’t know how, but when I look at these equations, I just know they’re wrong. They’re all wrong. It’s all wrong.” Jesus kid, repeat yourself much? … aha! Here. “I can build it. It's so simple, that's how I'll show them all! Perpetual motion is possible, you just need the right machine. They just don’t get it; it's not about creating motion, it about creating a place where you change the constant of the universe.” Wait, what? Xi-5-3\|Banks: Command, hang on. I think I might have something here. The kid keeps hitting the same three buttons, but for a split second before he goes back to ‘Red’, his finger moves just a fraction closer to this little switch here. I think that might be the sequence! Site-9: Negative 5-3, do not attempt to operate the device. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: “October 15th, 2010” Oh shit, Command, I think this is it! “I worked through the night. It’s nearly finished. I had to take apart nearly everything in the house. Dad was furious. He and mom confronted me this morning. They said I’ve been acting ‘queer’. They told me I need to stop skipping school. Dad knocked the microwave out of my hands. It was that moment I realized he'd never understand. Some minds are too small. Thankfully, I had my multi-tool with me. One more problem solved.” Jesus Christ. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Red, orange, white, to the switch. Red, orange, white, to the switch. Red, orange, white, to the switch. Re- ghuh! Command! I really think this is the sequence! I can shut this thing down! Site-9: Negative 5-3. You are not to touch anything. Do you copy? 5-3, do you copy? Xi-5-1\|Adamson: “October 15th, 2010, Part 2. It’s ready. The phone won't stop ringing in the house. I think my parents were supposed to help set up for that stupid festival. People must be wondering where they are. I need to hurry. None of it will matter soon. No one will care about two dead hicks when I've re-defined science. I've run through the first cycle, and it looks like the loop is stable. No energy in, no energy out, no energy lost. It's perfect. The diodes are rolling. Over and over. Over and Over. Over and over." Site-9: 5-1? Damn it. Captain Adamson, do you copy? We’re scrubbing the mission. Return to the evac point now. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Command, it’s fine. I’m just reading what he wrote. He just kept writing those words. “Over and over”. “Over and over. “Over and over.” Xi-5-3\|Banks: Red, orange, white, switch. Red, orange, white, switch. Red, orange, white, switch. Site-9: Squad, get out of there! 5-1, 5-3, wake up! Xi-5-1\|Adamson: “Over and over”. “Over and over. “Over and over.” Xi-5-3\|Banks: Red, orange, white, switch. Red, orange, white, switch. Red, orange, white- God, fuck it! All audio is suddenly overtaken by loud, disjointed static. Outpost 4382 reports decreased visual distortions around the town perimeter. Task force audio levels out, but a high-pitch whine is now heard in the background, steadily growing louder. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: “Over and over”. “Over and Over" "Something is wrong. The field is expanding. How can it be expanding?" Xi-5-3\|Banks: Red, orange… hey! Command, this is 5-3! It looks like- yep, the lights are starting to flicker off. I think it’s shutting down! Even the kid seems to be waking up. Hah! We did it! Hey, kid, how in the hell- Seth McArthur: Wait! Wait oh fuck wait I need to- Xi-5-3\|Banks: Whoa- whoa kid! Back away from the panel! The high-pitched noise grows extremely loud. The sound of Xi-5-3 chambering a round in her gun is heard. Xi-5-3\|Banks: Back away right now. Do not turn that fucking machine back on. Seth McArthur: I’m not! You don't understand! I have to- oh, god, fuck, fuck! The whine becomes overpowering. Garbled, panicked voices are barely audible. Site-9: Squad? 5-1, do you copy? Adamson, Banks, do you copy!? The noise suddenly stops. Full radio silence for 6 seconds. Seth McArthur: Whew, okay… I think that got it. I just needed to re-balance the-… I just-… oh… ohhhh. Xi-5-3\|Banks: What? What is it? Seth McArthur: I… just figured out where all the energy goes. A large explosion is heard. The signal cuts out. Addendum 2019/05/18: A helicopter fly-over of Hulwick shows a mushroom cloud originating from Point Alpha. No sound, or shockwave was detected by Outpost 4382. Most of the McArthur farm plot is enveloped. The cloud appears to be suspended in mid-combustion, fire continuously rolling beneath the upper cloud rim. Addendum 2019/06/03: The Hulwick explosion is still ongoing. Outpost 4382 reports the conflagration is animated, but the explosion itself is still static in shape and size. While the SCP-4382 anomaly has stopped expanding, the 8.7km2 "bubble" shows no signs of collapse. All testing and exploration of Hulwick have been suspended until a solution can be devised. Addendum 2019/08/19: Outpost 4382, during an autonomous sonar sweep of the SCP-4382 interior, has detected a repeating communication signal from Captain Wes Adamson. Xi-5 Captain Saksa and Officer Higashi have filed an official request to mount an extraction mission. The Foundation has ruled that, due to their proximity to the explosion and length of time within SCP-4382, both Wes Adamson and Anna Banks shall be declared KIA. Xi-5's request has been denied. Addendum - SCP-4382 Date: 2019/05/18 \| 6:12PM Location: Hulwick. MTF: Xi-5 Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm- The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm- The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm- The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1. Xi-5-1\|Adamson: Banks? Banks, stay there! I'm- The sound of an explosion is heard ripping through Xi-5-1. Footnotes 1. MTF-Xi-5 "Newtons Bullies" are a mobile task force specially trained and equipped for anomalous zones and alt-dimensional spaces deviating from baseline scientific principles. 2. Standard Hume Counter. 3. A form of atomic clock with two faces; one reading surrounding electron transition frequency, and one reading from an internal, miniature pocket of reality-anchored space. Used to detect temporal anomalies. 4. A portable radioscopic device for quickly picture-mapping the internal structure of living creatures; used to detect internal abnormalities. 5. An object or region defying one or more core scientific laws. 6. "Hume Pressure", or the amount of stabilizing force existing in a pocket of non-standard reality. 7. It is currently unknown if this subject is/was aware of Theta Prime. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4382" by T Rutherford, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4382. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4383	euclid	 close Info X SCP-4383 "Sticks and Stones, Blood for Old Bones, A Curse Forever Thirsty" by: DrAkimoto ~DrAkimoto's Author Page~ 4/4383 LEVEL 4/4383 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4383 Euclid Historical depiction of a Fukushū Event. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4383 is contained in a burial chamber within Shiramine Shrine in Kamigyō-Ku, Kyoto. Two undercover Foundation Agents are to be posted inside the burial chamber's foyer. Unless Onryō Protocol is being enacted the chamber is not to be opened. Onryō Protocol is enacted upon the initiation of a Fukushū Event, this protocol is to be performed in the SCP-4383 burial chamber. During the Onryō Protocol, the foyer to the burial chamber is to remain locked. If Onryō Protocol fails to be completed during a Fukushū Event, contacts within the Japanese government are to be notified, and all Foundation sites in Japan are to begin lockdown protocols. Description: SCP-4383 is the skeletal remains of the 75th Emperor of Japan, 崇徳天皇 Sutoku-tennō, and its burial chamber in Shiramine Shrine. Fukushū Events occur randomly with no correlation between date or time of day. No Fukushū Event has been documented occurring less than one year apart unless the Onryō Protocol is left incomplete or external interference occurs. The opening of the chamber is the only known way of manually initiating a Fukushū Event. During a Fukushū Event, the containment chamber holding SCP-4383 will begin to glow a dull shade of red. If the Onryō Protocol fails to be enacted or is interrupted, the following will occur in the country of Japan. The Kagawa prefecture on the island of Shikoku will experience a spontaneous hail storm that lasts for 21 hours. During the 24 hours following the initiation of the event, concepts from traditional Japanese folklore will begin to manifest throughout Japan. Exactly 24 hours after the initiation, some form of national disaster will occur in the country of Japan. If Onryō Protocol is left incomplete, SCP-4383 will remain dormant for 6 months before initiating another Fukushū Event. If containment is successfully re-established and the Onryō Protocol completed during a Fukushū Event, before the occurrence of the disaster, the event will conclude and no disaster will occur. The exact nature of SCP-4383's anomalous properties is currently unknown. In accordance with the Fukushū Treaty, testing is strictly forbidden. Onryō Protocol Close The Onryō Protocol was established by Emperor Meiji upon containment of SCP-4383. The ceremony consists of three acts which reflect key moments of Emperor Sutoku's life, specifically the betrayal of his father and brothers. Three volunteers are to be provided by the Japan Self-Defense Force each year to carry out the protocol. These volunteers must be a native Japanese man and his two sons, who must willingly participate, with no form of outward persuasion. During the event, the three men are to be documented as the Father, the Eldest, and the Favored. The ceremony requires a wakizashi, a tantō, 3 wooden bowls, a bucket of water procured from the Ine Bay, and 1 liter of blood from the current Emperor of Japan1. The ceremony is performed as follows: ACT 1: The Untrusting Father The Eldest will pour the Emperor's blood into the first of the three bowls. The Favored will present the bowl to the Father who will accept the offering. The Father will write 25 holy sutras on the east-facing wall of the chamber, using the blood of the Emperor. Upon completion of the sutras, the Father will kneel before the east wall. The bowl of blood will be collected by the Eldest, who will place it in the center of the chamber. Using the tantō, the Father will commit seppuku.2 Acting as the Kaishakunin3 the Eldest will perform kaishaku utilizing the wakizashi. The Favored will collect the tantō and fill the second bowl with the Father's blood. The Favored will present the bowl and tantō to the Eldest, who will accept them. ACT 2: The Betrayed Eldest The Eldest will write the next 25 holy sutras on the west-facing wall of the chamber, using the blood of the Father. Upon completion of the sutras, the Eldest will kneel before the west wall. The Favored will take the bowl of blood and place it in the center of the chamber. The Favored will empty the bucket of Ine Bay water over the Eldest's head. Using the tantō, The Eldest will remove his own tongue before committing seppuku. Acting as the Kaishakunin, the Favored will perform kaishaku on the Eldest. The Favored will now collect the Eldest's blood in the third bowl and retrieve the tantō. ACT 3: The Tainted Favored The Favored will use the blood of the Eldest to write the last 25 sutras on the north-facing wall. Upon completion of the sutras, the Favored will kneel in the center of the room. The Favored will pour the remaining blood of the Father and Eldest into the bowl containing the Emperor's blood. Using the tantō, the Favored will remove his left thumb and place it in the bowl of blood. The Favored will consume the blood within the bowl. At this time, the Favored will remove the bodies from the chamber and the doors will be sealed. After the conclusion of the ceremony, the Favored is to be amnesticized and released. A cover story is to be fabricated about the death of the Father and the Eldest. Discovery: The following is a excerpt of a document received by the O5 Council on behalf of Emperor Shōwa in 1946. To the Honorable O5 Council of the SCP Foundation, I, the 124th Emperor of Japan, Hirohito Shōwa 裕仁昭和, formally ask for your assistance, in a matter of great magnitude. I fear my country's recent occupation will hinder our efforts to contain a most vengeful spirit of the past. When necessary a sacred ritual for the spirit Emperor Sutoku-tenno must be performed, to appease the horrid curse put upon our nation. Though there is much honor involved, this ritual is a gruesome affair, one that I fear will not be understood by our current occupiers. I formally invite you to my palace to reach an agreement between the Foundation, IJAMEA, and Japan itself in order to facilitate the continuation of these most sacred rituals. —裕仁昭和 The Fukushū Treaty was signed on 30/8/1946, between Emperor Shōwa, the Foundation, and IJAMEA, for the containment of SCP-4383 along with several other terms. Fukushū Events: Date Cause Effects Notes 20/12/1946 A small seismic tremor dislodged one of the marble doors to SCP-4383's containment chamber, which cracked in half upon hitting the floor. At 4:20am on the next day an earthquake occurred in the Nankai Trough, which measured at an 8.5 on the moment magnitude scale. This earthquake caused a tsunami to hit the Nankai region of Japan, destroying approximately 2000 buildings and causing over 1500 civilian causalities. Several replacement doors were created, one of which was installed 3 days after the initial event. The Foundation Engineering Division developed an early warning earthquake detection array to help prepare for a similar occurrence. SCP-4383's clearance level was raised to 4/4383. 7/11/1999 During the Onryō Protocol, a volunteer refused to carry out the ceremony. At 5:06 am, a flock of avians resembling the classic depictions of Japanese Tengu4 began attacking civilians in Karuizawa, Japan. 24-hours later, the Sakurajima Volcano began a minor eruption, causing mass pollution. All manifested creatures were contained by the Japanese branch of the Parazoology Division. The volcanic activity disrupted civilian life in the area, though no causalities were reported. The eruption disturbed the long-term stability of the volcano; the possibility of a future mass eruption has greatly increased. 10/3/2015 The Foundation researcher responsible for SCP-4383, Dr. Renolds, refused to initiate the Onryō Protocol in order to study the anomaly. This led to the continuation of the event. At 7:28 pm, a 90-meter long octopus appeared off the northern coast of Japan. This creature destroyed three fishing vessels before a Foundation Naval Response Unit terminated it. 24-hours after the Fukushū Event's initiation, a magnitude 9.0 earthquake hit northern Japan. This earthquake and the accompanying tsunami led to the severe damage of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power station. Three days after the event's initiation, Dr. Renolds was removed and the protocol enacted. Dr. Renolds was terminated for directly disobeying the orders of O5 Command forbidding testing of SCP-4383. SCiPNET LOGIN name affiliation 6d27ada879e4b2d2609c38449f84cf26_1734915740 Login NOTICE-4383 Logout CLASSIFIED 5/4383 AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL Update: SCP-4383 A week after the 2015 Fukushū Event, an IJAMEA assault force took possession of SCP-4383. Declaring a breach of the Fukushū Treaty, the Japanese government fully backed the IJAMEA's position. Multiple attempts at negotiations were attempted, but all have failed to require the anomaly. O5 Command has ruled out a forcible recovery effort while SCP-4383 remains contained. If at any point IJAMAEA or the Japanese government fails to contain SCP-4383, the Foundation will forcibly regain control of the anomaly. Until such time, Foundation personnel 4/4383 clearance and lower will be made to believe SCP-4383 remains in Foundation custody. — O5 Command Footnotes 1. Provided annually by the Japanese Self-Defense Force. 2. Seppuku is a form of Japanese ritual suicide enacted via disembowelment. 3. The kaishakunin is a title given to a chosen individual, who is to behead one whom has performed seppuku. This beheading is traditionally referred to as kaishaku. 4. A type of legendary creature found in Japanese folklore, a demon traditionally depicted with a mix of human and avian features.
SCP-4383	uncontained	 close Info X SCP-4383 "Sticks and Stones, Blood for Old Bones, A Curse Forever Thirsty" by: DrAkimoto ~DrAkimoto's Author Page~ 4/4383 LEVEL 4/4383 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4383 Euclid Historical depiction of a Fukushū Event. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4383 is contained in a burial chamber within Shiramine Shrine in Kamigyō-Ku, Kyoto. Two undercover Foundation Agents are to be posted inside the burial chamber's foyer. Unless Onryō Protocol is being enacted the chamber is not to be opened. Onryō Protocol is enacted upon the initiation of a Fukushū Event, this protocol is to be performed in the SCP-4383 burial chamber. During the Onryō Protocol, the foyer to the burial chamber is to remain locked. If Onryō Protocol fails to be completed during a Fukushū Event, contacts within the Japanese government are to be notified, and all Foundation sites in Japan are to begin lockdown protocols. Description: SCP-4383 is the skeletal remains of the 75th Emperor of Japan, 崇徳天皇 Sutoku-tennō, and its burial chamber in Shiramine Shrine. Fukushū Events occur randomly with no correlation between date or time of day. No Fukushū Event has been documented occurring less than one year apart unless the Onryō Protocol is left incomplete or external interference occurs. The opening of the chamber is the only known way of manually initiating a Fukushū Event. During a Fukushū Event, the containment chamber holding SCP-4383 will begin to glow a dull shade of red. If the Onryō Protocol fails to be enacted or is interrupted, the following will occur in the country of Japan. The Kagawa prefecture on the island of Shikoku will experience a spontaneous hail storm that lasts for 21 hours. During the 24 hours following the initiation of the event, concepts from traditional Japanese folklore will begin to manifest throughout Japan. Exactly 24 hours after the initiation, some form of national disaster will occur in the country of Japan. If Onryō Protocol is left incomplete, SCP-4383 will remain dormant for 6 months before initiating another Fukushū Event. If containment is successfully re-established and the Onryō Protocol completed during a Fukushū Event, before the occurrence of the disaster, the event will conclude and no disaster will occur. The exact nature of SCP-4383's anomalous properties is currently unknown. In accordance with the Fukushū Treaty, testing is strictly forbidden. Onryō Protocol Close The Onryō Protocol was established by Emperor Meiji upon containment of SCP-4383. The ceremony consists of three acts which reflect key moments of Emperor Sutoku's life, specifically the betrayal of his father and brothers. Three volunteers are to be provided by the Japan Self-Defense Force each year to carry out the protocol. These volunteers must be a native Japanese man and his two sons, who must willingly participate, with no form of outward persuasion. During the event, the three men are to be documented as the Father, the Eldest, and the Favored. The ceremony requires a wakizashi, a tantō, 3 wooden bowls, a bucket of water procured from the Ine Bay, and 1 liter of blood from the current Emperor of Japan1. The ceremony is performed as follows: ACT 1: The Untrusting Father The Eldest will pour the Emperor's blood into the first of the three bowls. The Favored will present the bowl to the Father who will accept the offering. The Father will write 25 holy sutras on the east-facing wall of the chamber, using the blood of the Emperor. Upon completion of the sutras, the Father will kneel before the east wall. The bowl of blood will be collected by the Eldest, who will place it in the center of the chamber. Using the tantō, the Father will commit seppuku.2 Acting as the Kaishakunin3 the Eldest will perform kaishaku utilizing the wakizashi. The Favored will collect the tantō and fill the second bowl with the Father's blood. The Favored will present the bowl and tantō to the Eldest, who will accept them. ACT 2: The Betrayed Eldest The Eldest will write the next 25 holy sutras on the west-facing wall of the chamber, using the blood of the Father. Upon completion of the sutras, the Eldest will kneel before the west wall. The Favored will take the bowl of blood and place it in the center of the chamber. The Favored will empty the bucket of Ine Bay water over the Eldest's head. Using the tantō, The Eldest will remove his own tongue before committing seppuku. Acting as the Kaishakunin, the Favored will perform kaishaku on the Eldest. The Favored will now collect the Eldest's blood in the third bowl and retrieve the tantō. ACT 3: The Tainted Favored The Favored will use the blood of the Eldest to write the last 25 sutras on the north-facing wall. Upon completion of the sutras, the Favored will kneel in the center of the room. The Favored will pour the remaining blood of the Father and Eldest into the bowl containing the Emperor's blood. Using the tantō, the Favored will remove his left thumb and place it in the bowl of blood. The Favored will consume the blood within the bowl. At this time, the Favored will remove the bodies from the chamber and the doors will be sealed. After the conclusion of the ceremony, the Favored is to be amnesticized and released. A cover story is to be fabricated about the death of the Father and the Eldest. Discovery: The following is a excerpt of a document received by the O5 Council on behalf of Emperor Shōwa in 1946. To the Honorable O5 Council of the SCP Foundation, I, the 124th Emperor of Japan, Hirohito Shōwa 裕仁昭和, formally ask for your assistance, in a matter of great magnitude. I fear my country's recent occupation will hinder our efforts to contain a most vengeful spirit of the past. When necessary a sacred ritual for the spirit Emperor Sutoku-tenno must be performed, to appease the horrid curse put upon our nation. Though there is much honor involved, this ritual is a gruesome affair, one that I fear will not be understood by our current occupiers. I formally invite you to my palace to reach an agreement between the Foundation, IJAMEA, and Japan itself in order to facilitate the continuation of these most sacred rituals. —裕仁昭和 The Fukushū Treaty was signed on 30/8/1946, between Emperor Shōwa, the Foundation, and IJAMEA, for the containment of SCP-4383 along with several other terms. Fukushū Events: Date Cause Effects Notes 20/12/1946 A small seismic tremor dislodged one of the marble doors to SCP-4383's containment chamber, which cracked in half upon hitting the floor. At 4:20am on the next day an earthquake occurred in the Nankai Trough, which measured at an 8.5 on the moment magnitude scale. This earthquake caused a tsunami to hit the Nankai region of Japan, destroying approximately 2000 buildings and causing over 1500 civilian causalities. Several replacement doors were created, one of which was installed 3 days after the initial event. The Foundation Engineering Division developed an early warning earthquake detection array to help prepare for a similar occurrence. SCP-4383's clearance level was raised to 4/4383. 7/11/1999 During the Onryō Protocol, a volunteer refused to carry out the ceremony. At 5:06 am, a flock of avians resembling the classic depictions of Japanese Tengu4 began attacking civilians in Karuizawa, Japan. 24-hours later, the Sakurajima Volcano began a minor eruption, causing mass pollution. All manifested creatures were contained by the Japanese branch of the Parazoology Division. The volcanic activity disrupted civilian life in the area, though no causalities were reported. The eruption disturbed the long-term stability of the volcano; the possibility of a future mass eruption has greatly increased. 10/3/2015 The Foundation researcher responsible for SCP-4383, Dr. Renolds, refused to initiate the Onryō Protocol in order to study the anomaly. This led to the continuation of the event. At 7:28 pm, a 90-meter long octopus appeared off the northern coast of Japan. This creature destroyed three fishing vessels before a Foundation Naval Response Unit terminated it. 24-hours after the Fukushū Event's initiation, a magnitude 9.0 earthquake hit northern Japan. This earthquake and the accompanying tsunami led to the severe damage of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power station. Three days after the event's initiation, Dr. Renolds was removed and the protocol enacted. Dr. Renolds was terminated for directly disobeying the orders of O5 Command forbidding testing of SCP-4383. SCiPNET LOGIN name affiliation 6d27ada879e4b2d2609c38449f84cf26_1734915740 Login NOTICE-4383 Logout CLASSIFIED 5/4383 AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL Update: SCP-4383 A week after the 2015 Fukushū Event, an IJAMEA assault force took possession of SCP-4383. Declaring a breach of the Fukushū Treaty, the Japanese government fully backed the IJAMEA's position. Multiple attempts at negotiations were attempted, but all have failed to require the anomaly. O5 Command has ruled out a forcible recovery effort while SCP-4383 remains contained. If at any point IJAMAEA or the Japanese government fails to contain SCP-4383, the Foundation will forcibly regain control of the anomaly. Until such time, Foundation personnel 4/4383 clearance and lower will be made to believe SCP-4383 remains in Foundation custody. — O5 Command Footnotes 1. Provided annually by the Japanese Self-Defense Force. 2. Seppuku is a form of Japanese ritual suicide enacted via disembowelment. 3. The kaishakunin is a title given to a chosen individual, who is to behead one whom has performed seppuku. This beheading is traditionally referred to as kaishaku. 4. A type of legendary creature found in Japanese folklore, a demon traditionally depicted with a mix of human and avian features.
SCP-4384	euclid	SCP-4384 during sound absorption "feeding" time. Item #: SCP-4384 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4384 is to be contained in a mesh aviary with interior space as appropriate for a large non-anomalous bird of prey. Multiple large-floorspace climate-controlled mews1 are to be constructed within the aviary and fitted with anti-acoustic insulation. SCP-4384's enclosure is to be filled with flora common to the Southwestern region of the United States. A solar-powered loudspeaker is to be installed in the center of the aviary, programmed to constantly play a random assortment of sounds magnified to 80 decibels at all times. Additional speakers are to be installed every 3 meters along the upper walls of the enclosure. All personnel entering the enclosure are to be equipped with hearing protection gear. Entrance to the enclosure requires Level-2 clearance and the accompaniment of a professional avian handler assigned to the SCP-4384 project. Description: SCP-4384 is an avian entity similar in appearance to a fledgling red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis), with an anomalous physical composition. While SCP-4384 is capable of interacting with solid objects in the same manner as non-anomalous birds, X-ray scans and other imaging analyses fail to detect any matter within the entity. Applying light pressure to SCP-4384's feathers results in a slight rippling effect, with the feathers at the point of contact appearing warped. SCP-4384 is observed to spend the majority of its waking time remaining completely stationary2. It will occasionally make threat displays at unfamiliar personnel or aircraft, similar to non-anomalous hawks defending their territory. When conscious, SCP-4384 produces a constant ambient humming noise within the range of 30-50 decibels. Vocalizations made when agitated are averaged at up to 114-135 decibels. SCP-4384 does not consume food or water. Instead, SCP-4384 seems to sustain itself by seeking out sources of noise, and then assimilating the produced sounds into its form (these sounds will become significantly fainter, sometimes becoming near silent, while SCP-4384 engages in this "feeding" process). Tests have shown that the entity prefers intense, dynamic sequences of noises (often, SCP-4384 will roost near speakers producing preferred sounds). The entity will also accept more stable, static sequences at a minimum magnification of 90 decibels. When stormy weather approaches, SCP-4384 will become agitated. Unless returned to a mew during this time, it will struggle in an attempt to leave its aviary during thunderstorms with heightened intensity. It is noted that when a thunderstorm is directly overhead, the sound of thunder pertaining to the storm is observed to originate from SCP-4384 rather than the sky above. Addendum 4384-1: SCP-4384 was initially discovered near the Organ Mountains of New Mexico in the United States, during a storm involving an extensive series of thunderclaps, despite local weather patterns being no more violent than sprinkling rains. Of note, towns in the surrounding area had suffered an unusual amount of water-based damage to residential buildings. A Foundation containment team was dispatched, and located the source of the noise as SCP-4384, perched on a small tree near a lake. A carved wooden mask, later identified as of Haida3 creation, was discovered at the foot of the tree. Upon being approached by Foundation personnel, SCP-4384 was observed to pick up the mask and take off immediately into the sky, where it was quickly hidden by cloud cover. Approximately two minutes later, SCP-4384 reappeared without the mask, and alighted upon the vehicle the containment team arrived in. The entity remained docile while personnel boarded the vehicle and returned to Site-19. Upon transfer to containment, SCP-4384 immediately entered its dormant state and did not wake until several hours later, when the enclosure was first entered by a professional falconer assigned to the containment case. Addendum 4384-2: On ██/██/20██, severe meteorological activity caused structural damage to Site-19, causing SCP-4384 to breach containment. Personnel reported hearing previously absent intensities of thunder for the duration of the storm. During the containment breach, massive amounts of vocalization were observed originating from SCP-4384, particularly spiking during thunderclaps. During this time, an anomalous phenomenon was noted to have manifested near the south entrance to Site-19. The falling raindrops of the ongoing storm began to coalesce into a rudimentary serpentine form, estimated at 20 meters long and possessing what appeared to be deerlike antlers upon its head. The unidentified anomalous entity proceeded to attempt to force open the south entrance by crushing the blast doors. SCP-4384 descended from the skies and engaged in predatory behavior, striking the serpent entity with its claws. This behavior continued until the unidentified entity demanifested into puddles of water, and SCP-4384 returned to higher altitudes as the storm moved away from the area. Following the breach, SCP-4384 was found in its enclosure, perched on a fallen branch. When greeted by handlers, SCP-4384 demonstrated a heightened emotional expression, landing near the personnel and beginning to produce vocalizations similar to a juvenile avian begging for food. It was noted that following this incident, the city of Las Cruces (where SCP-4384 was originally discovered) reported significantly fewer cases of water-based damages compared to the months prior. Addendum 4384-3: Approximately three months after its initial acquisition, on ██/██/20██, SCP-4384 disappeared from its containment enclosure and manifested in the Site-19 intensive care ward. Specifically, it appeared in the room occupied by Dr. Faraday,4 who had been admitted to the on-site hospital for complications relating to old age. Upon its appearance, SCP-4384 proceeded to regurgitate matter from its beak, in a manner similar to adult birds feeding hatchlings. SCP-4384 produced a small wad of what was later identified to be high-quality tobacco5 and despite resistance, repeatedly attempted to place it in Dr. Faraday's mouth. SCP-4384 eventually deposited the tobacco on the doctor's forehead and allowed itself to be returned to its containment enclosure. Footnotes 1. A cage or building for trained hawks, especially while they are molting. 2. Wild red-tailed hawks will often exhibit this behavior, and may spend hours at the same perch. 3. The Haida people are native to Haida Gwaii (a Canadian archipelago) and known for their craftsmanship, trading skills, and seamanship. 4. A senior researcher who received many accolades during his Foundation career. 5. Often used by Haida elders and spiritual leaders, and referenced in legends as one of the luxuries of the afterlife. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4384" by Krelavoth and Zyn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4384. 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: redtail.jpg Name: 20170614-OC-PJK-0604 Author: Preston Keres License: Public Domain Source Link: Flickr
SCP-4385	keter	Item #: SCP-4385 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation phone crawlers are to monitor North American phone lines to find manifestations of SCP-4385. If SCP-4385 is confirmed, MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers") are to be deployed to the location of the call and determine the situation. All deaths caused by SCP-4385-1 are to be declared an accident or homicide in media outlets; the bodies are to be confiscated until all foreign material manifested by SCP-4385-1 is removed. Description: SCP-4385 is a tech support phone line originating from an unknown source. When SCP-4385 is accessed, an entity (Designated as SCP-4385-1) will begin to speak with the subject on the other end. SCP-4385-1 is a voice of indeterminate gender and possesses the ability to manifest objects1 inside the subject they are talking to, terminating them in the process. SCP-4385 can be accessed randomly by calling a number for technical support in the southern part of the USA. If accessed, SCP-4385 will change its number to match the company the subject was calling. Addendum.4385-Logs: These are the most noteworthy documented logs of SCP-4385. Foreword: Log #1. The subject was Camp Oliver, a forty-five-year-old female. [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4385-1: Good afternoon. May you please state the reason for your call? Oliver: Um… yeah, can you tell me how to fix my TV? It's been blank ever since one of my kids knocked it over. SCP-4385-1: Ma'am, this is not a line for jokes. Can you please state the reason for your call? Oliver: What do you mean not the line for jokes? My TV has been blank for the past five days and all you people keep saying is reboot. News flash, it doesn’t fucking work. SCP-4385-1: Ma'am… who told you to reboot your TV? Oliver: Does it matter? Some guy named Thomas. SCP-4385-1: Ma'am, do not panic, I think rebooting your TV might have given you a mental fracture, I'm sending help right away, for the meantime I’m going to give you some plugs to keep you stable. Oliver: What do you mean mental fracture, you calling me stupid or something? Listen here, I'll get your ass fired you he— SCP-4385-1: The plugs have been delivered ma'am, now where do you live? … Excuse me are you still there? [END LOG] Closing statement: SCP-4385-1 continued attempting to get a response from Mrs. Oliver, and hung up twenty-five minutes later. Mrs. Oliver's body was found with several cable leads and Double AA batteries embedded inside her brain and under her skin. Witnesses were given amnestics and her body was put in storage for further study. Foreword: Log #5. The subject was Thomas Ogle, a twenty-two-year-old male. [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4385-1: Good morning. May you please state the reason for your call? Ogle: Yeah, my mini-tablet been acting up lately. It keeps pressing random apps when I'm not even touching them. SCP-4385-1: Sir, how long has this been happening? Ogle: Since about yesterday, I'm pretty sure. SCP-4385-1: Okay, do you have any idea on why this could be happening? Ogle: Maybe throwing and dropping it on the floor a few times, hehe. SCP-4385-1: You what? Why would— Do not move from your position, the enforcers are on their way. Ogle: The who? SCP-4385-1: I repeat do not move from your position. Ogle: Why happens if I move? What's going to happ—. [Thump sound] SCP-4385-1: Several inhibitors have been placed on you for your protection, several more are being transferred. Ogle: [In the distance] My legs, somebody help me, somebody! Call an ambulance, ple— SCP-4385-1: The enforcers are now on their way to take custody of you and your tablets for animal abuse and neglect. Do not resist. [END LOG] Closing statement: Thomas Ogle's body was found in his apartment room with USB cords intertwined with his blood vessels and muscle tissue inside his legs. Death was caused by internal bleeding due to the plugs severing several arteries inside his legs. Foreword: Log #12. The subject was James Camp, an eight-year-old male. [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4385-1: Good afternoon. May you state the reason for your call? Camp: Um, yeah, there this code thing that’s blocking the cartoons on the TV. SCP-4385-1: Code? You sound a little young, how old are you? Camp: Eight and a half. SCP-4385-1: Oh nice. I hope I get to live as long as you do. Camp: Mmhm, so can you hack the code off the TV please, I'm about to miss my show. SCP-4385-1: First, who’s TV are you talking about? Camp: Mines. SCP-4385-1: So what you're saying is something blocking your signal? Camp: Um… I guess. SCP-4385-1: And what is this code? Camp: Its like the codes on Apple phones. SCP-4385-1: What is an apple? Camp: Huh, you don't know what a fruit is? SCP-4385-1: A fruit? Why would you even touch that? Camp: To eat it? I don't know. SCP-4385-1: Oh, one of those. So anyways, about your TV. Camp: Yeah, you need to hack the code off. SCP-4385-1: I can't hack, but I think this would help. Camp: Huh, did you make that thing appear? SCP-4385-1: Yes, just put that on top of your TV and you should be good to go. Camp: Are you magic? SCP-4385-1: What, no that was… just forget it. [END LOG] Closing statement: The antennae was confiscated and witnesses were given amnestics. Foreword: Log #45. Agent Dam gained access to SCP-4385 after five-hundred and five failed attempts. [BEGIN LOG] SCP-4385-1: Good morning. May you state the reason for your call? Dam: Yes, I would actually like to ask you a few questions. SCP-4385-1: Oh. I'm really only qualified for hands-on issues, but I can give you the numb— Dam: No, only you can answer them. SCP-4385-1: Oh, okay. So what are your questions? Dam: Where do you think you are taking calls from? SCP-4385-1: The Borthin Sector? Dam: I see. Well, do you know that what you are doing is harming people? SCP-4385-1: Si— Dam, this is not the line for your horrid jokes. Dam: Please calm down and listen. I'm trying to tell you that your efforts in trying to help people, is not working. SCP-4385-1: This is the last time I will tell you this. Take your horrid humor somewhere else and ask me a real question or hang-up. Dam: Listen, I know you're confused, but I need your cooperation to help both of us. SCP-4385-1: Do you know how old I am, boy? I am five fucking years old, you brat! I don't deserve your prank calls. I don't deserve any of this! Oh, they tell me it's going to be hard and you going to have to get thick-metal. But this, but this is just pure insanity talking to you people. You talk about killing, organics, and Wifi! What is Wifi! Dam: Just listen for a moment ple— SCP-4385-1: Shutup. I am not qualified for this. I—I—I can't take this anymore. You people are getting blacklisted, goodbye. Dam: Wa— SCP-4385-1: I said goodbye! Unknown Voice: Thank you for calling the World Television Health Center where we give our all for your life. Stay charged and zappy. [END LOG] Closing statement: After this incident, there have been no further reports of SCP-4385. Approval to reclassify SCP-4385 to Neutralized is pending. Footnotes 1. All recorded objects manifested by SCP-4385 were electronic devices or appliances. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4385" by RadioactiveRADS, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4385. 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-4386	euclid	This used to be super meta with no bees. Now it only has a tiny meta and lots of bees. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/4386 LEVEL 4/4386 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4386 Euclid SCP-4386 on initial discovery after switching to Power Conservation Mode. Special Containment Procedures: The area located above the enclosure of SCP-4386 is monitored at all times across a radius of 5km. This includes the town of ███████, where undercover Foundation operatives are tasked with identifying local civilians that raise suspicions about Foundation activity in the region. Any civilians suspected of attempting to investigate Foundation activity will be apprehended and administered a Class C amnestic following standard interrogation procedures. The single entrance to SCP-4386 located at the western extreme of ███████ is surrounded by a chain-link fence and is guarded by at least four security personnel at all times. Any civilians seen approaching the area will be lead off-site by at least two security personnel and exposed to Cover Story #601-A1. The main power supply for SCP-4386 should be checked for signs of degradation every 2 hours and at least 2 backup power generators will be on standby at all times. Significant fluctuations in the local power grid are to be logged daily and cross-referenced with SCP-4386-01's recorded input readings. SCP-4386-02 through 05 are to be under constant observation. Any dissociative disorders or suicidal tendencies recognised in SCP-4386-02 through 05 are to be reported immediately, and psychological countermeasures should be employed to ensure none are able to cause any significant self-harm. The simulation hosted on SCP-4386-01 is to be policed by the assigned CyTF, and all instances of VSCP-01 are to be removed from the simulation on sight, excluding instances directly in the vicinity of SCP-4386-02 through 05. Description: SCP-4386 consists of six separate but interlinked components contained within a large man-made cavern hidden 500m beneath an abandoned farm on the edge of a rural town known as ███████, UK. The six components are as follows: SCP-4386-01: A network of 55 interlinked computer and medical systems consisting of: 1 single cylindrical relay station that dominates the center of the cavern, measuring 15.3m in height, and 7.1m in diameter. 46 interconnected parallel data processing units of custom design, connecting into the relay station. Each provides a terminal to allow interaction with the entire SCP-4386-01 array. 8 sub-stations that resemble standard operating tables, surrounding the relay station. Each is connected to the relay station by numerous cables, tubes and intravenous devices set in place to supply necessary nutrition and nourishment to any humans residing on the sub-station tables. As of 20██-09-01, SCP-4386-02 through 05 currently occupy 4 of the sub-stations. The remaining 4 are unoccupied. SCP-4386-02: A biologically male human, estimated to be ██ years old. Currently resides on the 1st sub-station of SCP-4386-01. SCP-4386-03: A biologically male human, estimated to be ██ years old. Currently resides on the 3rd sub-station of SCP-4386-01. SCP-4386-04: A biologically female human, estimated to be ██ years old. Currently resides on the 4th sub-station of SCP-4386-01. SCP-4386-05: A biologically female human, estimated to be ██ years old. Currently resides on the 8th sub-station of SCP-4386-01. SCP-4386-06: A bulbous metallic mass that resides on top of the relay station section of SCP-4386-01. It measures 8m in diameter and 4m in height. Printed on its side is the phrase "BIG-B.A.D." (see SCP-4386-01 Retrieved Documents - bigbadintro.txt). The internal mechanism of SCP-4386-06 is still unknown. SCP-4386-02 through 05 are currently unconscious relative to the physical world, and instead, have their consciousness manifesting within an accurate simulation of modern Earth hosted by SCP-4386-01. The simulation has shown to follow the exact same event cycles present in the physical world. As events occur in reality, they subsequently occur within the simulation following an average delay of 23 hours. SCP-4386-02 through 05 are unaware that their observed world is a simulation. Currently, only two known significant differences exist between reality and the simulation. They are as follows: The complete lack of anomalous entities, including the presence of the SCP Foundation and other known GoIs. The presence of virtual species VSCP-01, known in-simulation as the "bee"2. Analysis of non-simulation data located within SCP-4386-01's databanks has revealed that the intended mechanism of SCP-4386-06 poses a substantial threat to humanity and standard reality laws. Gathered data indicates that should SCP-4386-02 through 05 be awoken simultaneously, SCP-4386-06 will begin its activation cycle, leading to a complete CK-Class Reality Restructuring scenario and at worst, a ZK-Class Reality Failure event. However, as long as at least one of SCP-4386-02 through 05 is connected and present within the simulation, SCP-4386-06 will remain inactive. So far, no means to deactivate SCP-4386-06 safely have been discovered. SCP-4386-01 Terminal Access: On 2003-11-13, the Foundation Security Penetration team managed to successfully obtain root access to SCP-4386-01's operating system and establish administrator privileges. Accounts have since been distributed to various Foundation researchers holding adequate clearance levels. Terminal access may be permitted to Level 3 and above personnel only. To apply for an account on the system, please contact the project director, Dr. Harsky. SCP-4386-01 Retrieved Documents: Since establishing access to the SCP-4386-01's database via the terminals, the following public files have been discovered: + Open /public/bigbadintro.txt - Close File > ################################## > ##### The BIG-B.A.D. Project ##### > ################################## > an introduction by BEI Administrator Ronald Hobbs > > Hello [$firstname], and congratulations on joining the BIG-B.A.D. project! > You have been chosen for this opportunity, not only because of your profound expertise in the field of Theoretical Physics, but also due to your undying loyalty to the Better Earth Initiative and its goals. > > Undoubtedly you're excited to find out just what the BIG-B.A.D. project entails, and that's great to hear, because it means you're enthusiastic about making the world a better place, but more importantly, it means we are doing a good job keeping this all under wraps! > > With that in mind, let us remind you now that the BIG-B.A.D. project should not be spoken of outside of the project team under penalty of death! > > > ##### What is the BIG-B.A.D. Project? ##### > > Don't let the name fool you, [$firstname], the BIG-B.A.D. project isn't "bad" at all! It's simply a convenient acronym used to refer to its full title: Big-Brane Assimilation Device > > As you can tell from the name, there's a good reason we need your Theoretical Physics expertise. > > The BIG-B.A.D. is an astounding device invented by the late Professor Samuel Briggs, Monad rest his soul. Through Professor Briggs' ingenuity, the BIG-B.A.D. is capable of artificially inducing Brane collisions and intersections on a supercosmic scale [Briggs, Samuel T., 1996. On branes and artificial mobility through extra-dimensional space. BEI Physics Journal, vol. 9]. > > Yes, you read that right, after a series of mindboggling breakthroughs, Professor Briggs has found a way to interact with the very fabric that our existence rests on! M-Theorists, eat your hearts out! > > > ##### What does this mean for us? ##### > > Quite simply, it means we now have the tools of a God at our disposal, the same tools that enacted the genesis of our own reality. > > For our goal though, it means something much greater. > > Regenesis. > > _ + Open /public/bigbadandyou.txt - Close File > ##### BIG-B.A.D. and You ##### > > So now you know what it's all about, what exactly will you be doing here? > > As it turns out… an awful lot! [$firstname], your roles will be assigned progressively, as and when they are needed. One day you could be supervising the Candidates, the next you could be tasked with tailoring the simulation itself. > > "Candidates" you ask? "Simulation"? What on Better Earth are these things? Let's take some time to examine these in further detail! > > > ##### Who are the Candidates? ##### > > The Candidates are eight incredible people who aspire for a better world, just like us! They were chosen for this project due to their matching views of the Better Earth Initiative in creating a peaceful world where no one need fear another being again. > > They share our dream of a world without suffering, without cruelty, without hate, fear, or rejection, and without those unspeakable horrors that lurk in the shadows around us. > > Their aspirations for a Better Earth are what help mold the simulation into a paradise for humanity. They are the true heroes of this project, and it is our duty to aid them in their quest. > > > ##### What is the Simulation? ##### > > The Simulation is an exact replica of our own world, accurate down to the finest details, created and formed through countless Brane collision simulations and n-time renderings. Within it are the avatars of the Candidates, living out their daily lives. Their very thoughts and actions allow us to tailor the world around them to form their ideal reality, and through this, an ideal reality for the rest of humanity too! > > But why do all this? Why try to make a "simulation" of a perfect world? We want OUR world to be a perfect one, right [$firstname]? > > Of course we do, and through a combination of the Simulation and the BIG-B.A.D., we can see that dream achieved. You see, the Simulation isn't just simulating a perfect world. Behind it all, a large series of powerful supercomputers are observing this paradise, and calculating the exact variables needed for the BIG-B.A.D. to initiate a remarkably precise Brane collision that will ultimately form that perfect reality, in reality. > > When you break it down to its key components, you could say we are reverse-engineering the universe itself! > > And when it's finally ready, the BIG-B.A.D. will help do away with the dark world we reside in, and replace it with a flawless haven! A Better Earth is finally within our grasp. > _ + Open /public/bigbadwarning.txt - Close File [ [ MANDATORY READING ] ] You will be barred access to the Candidates, the Simulation and the BIG-B.A.D. until you have read through this file and taken a test to prove your understanding of the information contained within!! > > > ##### The BIG-B.A.D. Warnings ##### > > Messing with macrocosmic Branes is, of course, a very risky task, [$firstname]. We are involving ourselves in things that could surpass whatever deity you may or may not believe in! To ensure we don't accidentally destroy the planet, or turn all of reality into a giant carton of milk, the following guide will walk you through all the safety procedures required when working on the BIG-B.A.D. project. > > > ##### Candidate Safety ##### > > YOU MUST NOT WAKE UP THE CANDIDATES!! > > The Candidates will wake up naturally when the Simulation is complete. In the event that all eight of the candidates are awake, the BIG-B.A.D. is designed to interpret this as a final and lasting representation of an ideal reality and will activate with the variables currently held at the time the last candidate awakens. > > Should all of the Candidates wake up prematurely by any means, the BIG-B.A.D. will form a Brane collision with the incorrect setting and what it creates will most likely be an unstable mass of primordial goop where space and time are less than a memory. > > So whatever you do, do not do anything that might wake up the candidates! They will do so themselves when it is time to wake up. > > In the event that the candidates do manage to awaken prematurely, we would advise first attempting to come to terms with the consequences of your failure, followed by the remembrance of an old Better Earth mantra: "Better to have No Earth than to have This Earth!" > > > ##### Simulation Safety ##### > > When tailoring the Simulation, you may feel the urge to make the Candidates as happy as possible. Despite how it may seem, this is the exact opposite of what is required! > > In the event a Candidate is happy, they will not seek further happiness and will become ignorant to the plight of their fellow human beings. For this reason, the Simulation should always ensure the Candidate is in a state of longing for happiness at least 60% of the time. > > While this may seem cruel, we must keep in mind that the mental suffering of these eight Candidates is what pushes them to dream and long for a perfect world, a dream from which we can then extrapolate the required reality we wish to create! > > In the event that a Candidate achieves a height of happiness that causes them to long for nothing, we run risking their mind outright rejecting the simulation, which could potentially lead them to awaken prematurely. > > But don't worry too much about it! Such a situation is considered so dangerous that the Simulation actually has a safeguard system in place to ensure this never happens: The Mood Dampener Module. The Mood Dampener Module (MDM) exists to provide a constant downward pull on the Candidate's mood, so we can be sure it will never get out of hand. Simple! > > Of course, make sure it doesn't get too low, either. > > > ##### What Next? ##### > > Hopefully now you understand the risks and hazards of working with project BIG-B.A.D.! To ensure this is the case, you will be given a written test on the content of this document, and afterward, a psychological examination to ensure your loyalty still remains with the Better Earth Initiative. > > Thank your for your dedication to a Better Earth, [$firstname], and good luck to you! > _ Discovery: SCP-4386 was discovered on 2003-11-09 when ███████, UK began experiencing unexplained power shortages, later proven to be a result of SCP-4386-01 resorting to the local power grid as a form of backup power supply, following the failure of its main on-site generator. Deceased GoI-809 personnel found between two SCP-4386-01 units. When the cavern housing SCP-4386 was explored, a total of 32 human corpses were discovered, 29 of which were identified as employees of GoI-809 ("Better Earth Initiative"), with subsequent analysis showing causes of death consisted of either blood loss (including self-inflicted), blunt trauma, and starvation. 30 of the bodies have been measured as having varying times of death throughout the first quarter of 2001. The remaining 2 expired between mid-2001 and early-2003. Upon initial discovery, 5 persons, now designated SCP-4386-02 through 05 and 1 additional (see file Dissociation Event 01) were connected to SCP-4386-01 via 5 of the 8 sub-stations. 3 other bodies amongst the 32 deceased are believed to have previously been connected to the remaining vacant sub-stations, having become disconnected following events that lead to the demise of the cavern's total population. All 3 had died due to severe brain hemorrhages. GoI-809/4386 Employee Logs: Following the successful gain of administrative privileges on the SCP-4386-01 network, GoI-809 user profile security was overridden, allowing access to various personal logs of former GoI-809 personnel. The following logs have been selected for this document due to their relevance in ongoing investigations (for further logs, please contact Dr. Harsky): + Open /user/rthompson/documents/logs/103.txt - Close File > 03/12/00 > ----------------- > Oh boy, Jessica is even more robotic than usual today. Some weird glitches have been popping up in the simulation and she can't for the life of her figure out the cause! It's pretty funny to watch, just make sure you don't talk to her when she's doing her thing. > > Candidate 2 especially started acting strange, it's hard to explain. It was kind of like she was a child trying to learn the alphabet, but she couldn't remember what came after 'B'. She stopped eventually, so nothing came of it, thankfully. Still, Warren, the project supervisor, said I should try and put her mind elsewhere anyway, so I made her boyfriend break up with her. Not that I have any issue with that, he wasn't good enough for her anyway. > > Damn, there I go again. I really need to stop fawning over her, we're not meant to get attached to the Candidates in case we start being "too nice" to them. > > Sometimes I like to slip something nice under the radar though. Figured out how to delete actions from the logs, so I can give them little gifts without getting caught! I see no issue with the occasional little gift. I mean, it's hardly fair to just be mean to them all the time. It's not like they volunteered for this. > _ + Open /user/jhall/documents/logs/1553.txt - Close File > 2000-12-06 > ############## > > Weird stuff happened in the simulation again today. > > Can't quite figure it out, the glitches have been happening more often. Couple of the candidates have started noticing. They know something's wrong. Candidates 5 and 7 replicated the odd alphabet recital behaviour (now referred to as the "Alphabet Glitch") that Candidate 2 showed briefly the other day. > I looked through the action and error logs but there isn't anything there. Can't explain it. > > Something else happened, something big. A file from our own systems appeared on one of their computers. As in, something on our real computers got on to one of their virtual computers. No idea how it got there. I guessed it might have been a copy-paste mistake, but again, no record of it. > > When we saw the Candidate reading it, we forced their system to crash before they could read it all. > > The Candidate got too excited about the possibility of their involvement in a conspiracy. > > Had to distract them from it. > > Killed their grandmother. > _ + Open /user/jhall/documents/logs/1554.txt - Close File > 2000-12-14 > ############## > > Major issue came up, we think we've been compromised. > > I don't know how, our systems have no connection to any external networks. It has to be someone on the inside. A saboteur maybe. > > They keep slipping anomalies into the simulation. Probably trying to cause a dissociation event. > > They must be insane. They could destroy everything. > > Warren has started trying to crack down on it. Keeps taking people off for questioning. He's become extremely paranoid. Trusts no one, suspects everyone. Going to have to fix this quick, before he locks us all up. > _ + Open /user/jhall/documents/logs/1555.txt - Close File > 2000-12-16 > ############## > > So Warren caught the culprit, it was Thompson. Looks like the poor bastard got too attached to Candidate 2. Should've known. > > This is why they tell us not to get attached to the Candidates. We're dealing with the stability of reality here, there's no room for infatuation to throw us off balance. > > Imagine destroying the universe just because you fell in love. Tragic. Probably poetic somehow, I don't know, I don't like poetry much. > > Anyway, they took him away. Monad knows what they'll do with him. Leaking info alone has a fatal punishment, I can't imagine what they'll do to someone for nearly destroying reality. > _ + Open /user/jhall/documents/logs/1557.txt - Close File > 2000-12-21 > ############## > > Thompson is gone, but he left one hell of a hole in our system. Turns out he re-tuned the MDM. Guess he didn't like it bringing down Candidate 2's mood all the time. Ended up causing havoc for a while. > > Something they teach you when you start here, is that you can't just give a person the good without the bad. It resets that good as a new baseline for their emotions. They will become apathetic, disillusioned by their reality. Let it run on for long enough, and eventually, they'll start dissociating. Really throws a wrench in the works we have here. > > I don't think Thompson understood that. That's why he kept showering Candidate 2 with affection, unknowingly redefining their emotional baseline to that of unrivaled happiness, and so risking a dissociation scenario. Or maybe he did understand it but just didn't care, love makes people do weird shit. I don't know. > > Regardless, he underestimated the Mood Dampener Module. It compensated, and it compensated hard. After we got it back to normal and it detected Candidate 2's excess of "happiness"... well, even I felt bad for her after that. > > _ + Open /user/jhall/documents/logs/1558.txt - Close File > 2000-12-25 > ############## > > Today I was awoken by the pre-recorded voice of BEI Administrator Ronald Hobbs. > He was announcing a facility lockdown. An automatic precaution that only kicks in when something major occurs. It's supposed to keep out assailants, but more importantly, make sure none of us attempt to flee our posts. No one comes in, no one goes out. So now I'm essentially trapped here with my 28 colleagues until further notice. > > When I went to find the cause of the chaos, I discovered the night staff in disarray. > > One of the Candidates had woken up. Huge dissociation event, followed by suicide. > > Turns out there was still a bug in the system even after the MDM fix. > > The Candidate didn't last long in the real world. Less than 20 minutes after waking up, he expired from a brain hemorrhage. His last moments must have been horrifying. One moment he was sitting on his bathroom floor obsessing over the letter B. The next, he was lying on a strange bed surrounded by incredibly confused scientists, probably coming to the haunting realisation that no one he knew ever actually existed. > > It's peculiar to me now, how after all of the intense planning that went into this project, we never considered the possibility of a candidate attempting suicide. Maybe we don't know them as well as we thought. > > Anyway, the Candidates are now on round-the-clock suicide watch until the lockdown ends. > > Merry Christmas. > > _ + Open /user/jhall/documents/logs/1560.txt - Close File > 2001-01-09 > ############## > > It's been 17 days since the lockdown began. The Candidates are stable, but the cause of the dissociation event seems to still be active. Warren refuses to lift the lockdown until we fix it. We should get on it quick, people are already becoming aggressive and claustrophobic from the whole ordeal. Barclay received a black eye from Warren just last night. > > Never was fond of Warren, always seemed a bit too technologically incompetent to be on the project, let alone supervising it. He's always coming up to me and asking which terminal commands do what. Caught him attempting to use Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V to copy some lines once. Blew his mind when I told him he could hit the Tab key to autocomplete file names. > > Overall, doesn't look good for us. Our foray into the Alphabet mystery took another turn today. Caught a Candidate experiencing the Alphabet Glitch again, but this time in writing. Turns out it isn't to do with the alphabet at all. Now we have even more questions. > > Just what the hell is a "bee" anyway? > > _ Following 2001-01-09, further logs show only information regarding the gradual psychological breakdown and consequent increase in violence between GoI-809 staff. GoI-809 staff were unable to find the cause of the "Alphabet Glitch" and unexplained "Candidate" behaviour. On 2001-02-13, no more personal logs are recorded, following a complete lockout on all terminals enacted by GoI-809 staff member and project supervisor, "Matthew Warren". The last of the GoI-809 staff stationed at SCP-4386 are believed to have died of malnourishment roughly 3 days following this date. Despite this, the Emergency Log system within SCP-4386-01 continued to update itself. + Open /sys/sim/logs/emergencylog_090301.txt - Close File !!!! WARNING !!!! > > - CANDIDATE 02 EXPERIENCING 80% DISSOCIATION - > - ALL STAFF PLEASE REPORT TO STATIONS - > ... > ... > ... !!!! WARNING !!!! > - CANDIDATE 02 APPROACHING 100% DISSOCIATION - > - CANDIDATE 06 EXPERIENCING 82% DISSOCIATION - > - ALL STAFF PLEASE REPORT TO STATIONS - > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! - CANDIDATE 02 DISCONNECTING - > ... !!!! WARNING !!!! > - CANDIDATE 06 APPROACHING 100% DISSOCIATION - > - ALL STAFF PLEASE REPORT TO STATIONS - > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... > ... !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! - CANDIDATE 06 DISCONNECTING - > ... !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! --------------------------- --------------------------- --------------------------- !!!! ALERT !!!! APPROACHING 50% UNEXPECTED DISCONNECTION THRESHOLD !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! - ALL STAFF PLEASE REPORT TO STATIONS - > ... > ... > ... !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! - ALL STAFF PLEASE REPORT TO STATIONS - > ... > ... > ... !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! !!!! CRITICAL !!!! - ALL STAFF PLEASE REPORT TO STATIONS - The log repeats these last few lines intermittently every 15 minutes from 2001-03-09 until 2003-11-14 when the Foundation Security Penetration team managed to gain administrator privileges and disable the warning. Addendum/4386 - Emergency Event 01 Report: On 2018-10-07, SCP-4386-06-EX3 began exhibiting symptoms of the Alphabet Glitch. Following this occurrence, SCP-4386-06-EX experienced a severe mental breakdown, during which a window was broken and SCP-4386-06-EX managed to impale his own neck with a glass shard. This caused a subsequent dissociation event and SCP-4386-06-EX was disconnected from SCP-4386-01. After 4 minutes, SCP-4386-06-EX suffered a violent brain hemorrhage and all vital signs ceased. Prior to the breakdown, SCP-4386-06-EX contacted a virtual entity (VE) he had befriended in the simulation, by phone. The following conversation was recorded: Date: 2018-10-07 Time: 23:14 VE-191473218: Hey dude, what's up? SCP-4386-06-EX: Sam… dude, Sam, I'm not feeling… VE-191473218: Not feeling what? You okay? I haven't seen you for- SCP-4386-06-EX: Sam, you ever like… feel something's off? Like shit ain't how it's supposed to be? VE-191473218: Uh… kinda? I mean like, sometimes I feel there's so much bad in the world and we should be doing something to make it better, y'know what I mean? SCP-4386-06-EX: Fuck, Sa- no, that's not what I bloody- [Silence for 8 seconds, monitors show SCP-4386-06-EX is holding his head] VE-191473218: Dude? You still there? You need to sleep man, it's late, you haven't been sleeping enough lately, it's messing with- SCP-4386-06-EX: Hey, Sam… VE-191473218: Yeah? [Silence for 12 seconds, monitors show SCP-4386-06-EX looking blankly at a wall] VE-191473218: Dude, y- SCP-4386-06-EX: Sam, have you ever… watched the bees4? VE-191473218: …what? SCP-4386-06-EX: Th- the bees! You know what fucking bees are, right? VE-191473218: Uh, yeah, sure, what about them? SCP-4386-06-EX: Have you ever watched them?! Seen what they do, watched them just… I dunno, just do their shit, whatever they do! VE-191473218: … I guess not? I dunno man, I've never really thought about- SCP-4386-06-EX: They don't make sense, Sam, they don't make any sense at all, they- Fuck! They just… I've been watching them and they aren't right somehow, I don't understand it! Have you ever actually watched them? It's like they don't belong here! The way they move, how they sound, how they act, how they… god… damn it, I don't get it, something's just wrong about them, I don't know how to explain- VE-191473218: Okay, okay, listen man, I think you're having a breakdown or something. You should really call a doctor- SCP-4386-06-EX: I don't need a bloody doctor, just believe me already, you're the only one who ever gets what I'm talking about, you know me, I don't make up shit like this, just… please Sam, I need someone to support me on this. VE-191473218: Okay. Fine. I believe you. But can you just get some sleep so we can talk about this tomorrow? [10 seconds of silence. SCP-4386-06-EX has lowered the phone from his head and his arms are hanging at his sides.] VE-191473218: Dude? …you there? [A further 13 seconds of silence, SCP-4386-06-EX has not moved.] VE-191473218: Listen, if you're not gonna talk to me, I'm calling the police or something to come check on you- [SCP-4386-06-EX lifts the phone to his ear again.] SCP-4386-06-EX: Hey, Sam? VE-191473218: Yeah, buddy? SCP-4386-06-EX: Can you just promise me one thing? VE-191473218: Sure. SCP-4386-06-EX: Watch the bees, Sam. VE-191473218: Okay bu- [SCP-4386-06-EX ends the call.] Addendum/4386 - Bug Report #8156: On 2019-06-14, investigation into a potential cause of the "Alphabet Glitch" began. The following bug report thread written by SCP Foundation IT staff has been attached for reference: + Open Bug Report #8156 - Close File B.cof in wrong folder #8156 Closed L. Bolt created this issue on 2019-06-14 \| 7 comments L. Bolt commented on 2019-06-14 So I was just looking through the entity blueprint files and in the /insect folder, I found a copy of B.cof. Is that supposed to be in there? I opened it up and it looks like it's meant to be a Concept file, not an Entity file. Can someone look into this? J. Palmer (admin) commented on 2019-06-14 Okay, I checked this out, and it seems to be an exact copy of the B.cof file we have stored in /concepts/language/letter directory. How the bloody hell did it get all the way over there? If anyone knows anything, please let me know so we can solve this quickly. For now, I'm placing the B.cof in /insect on the Pending Removal pile. No one touch it until I get around to it. H. Jay commented on 2019-06-15 You might not want to delete it just yet, I've just been looking into this myself. I had a hunch this might be related to our favourite Alphabet Glitch mystery, so I decided to check out the Evolutionary Event Log from the last decade. Turns out our little B.cof file has actually been getting utilised as a part of the Entity Evolution Simulation5. Check it out yourselves, search for "B_letter_english" in the Entity Evolutionary Event Log from 2000. The Entity Evolution Simulation module has written an entire history for an insect species called "B", spanning back 120 million years, including an era where humans simply started spelling the creature's name as "bee". It's insane how much it has written for it, there's a whole load of branching species, superstitions, and everything. The people who wrote this module were really dedicated, that's for sure. To be honest, these "bee" things seem pretty innocent. They're like slightly less intimidating wasps. So ultimately, they're not really a threat to normalcy in the simulation, but since the file was originally written to be the concept of the letter 'B' and not a bloody insect, I figure it's making them act in some peculiar ways the candidates are picking up on that we haven't noticed yet. So I don't suppose we can just remove it now, can we? If we do that, the candidates are sure to notice the removal of what is ultimately a 120 million-year-old species. J. Palmer (admin) commented on 2019-06-16 Bloody hell, I can't believe this has gone unnoticed for so long. You're right @hjay we can't delete this now, it will have to stay. I'll contact base and see what they want us to do about it. Do we yet have any idea how this even happened? The Alphabet Glitch has been around since the BEI were running the show, so I know it was no one on our team that caused this colossal fuck up (thank god) but we should really find the cause, so we don't end up making the same mistake ourselves. Someone get on the logs and see if you can trace the original cause. I'll be creating a Task for that job and set this thread to watch it. In the meantime, I'm closing Bug Report #1 since we've essentially identified the cause of the Alphabet Glitch now. This thread will take its place in trying to find a solution. I'll be sending out an e-mail to the team, instructing everyone to leave the B.cof file alone for now. J. Palmer has created a new Task: Task #411: Identify cause of B.cof copy L. Bolt has taken Task: Task #411: Identify cause of B.cof copy L. Bolt commented on 2019-06-18 I looked into the logs as requested. You are not going to believe this. You guys know who Matthew Warren was, the former BEI supervisor that ran this place right? I found this in his command history, check it out (relevant lines highlighted): > cpy barklice.ef /insect > Unrecognised command "cpy"! > cpy barklice.ef insect > Unrecognised command "cpy"! > copy barklice.ef /insect > Unrecognised command "copy"! > … > … > - You have been inactive for 10 minutes! Security protocols will automatically log out inactive accounts after 15 minutes to avoid potential security breaches -. > cp barklice.ef /insect > Directory "insect" does not exist at that location! > … > cp barklice.ef /insect > … > cp barklice.ef /insect > File called beetle.ef already exists in that location! Would you like to overwrite? Y/N > N > … > cp beetle.ef /insect > cp butterfly.ef /insect > cp blowfly.ef /insect > … > ^C > ^V > ^C ^C > ^V ^V ^V > cp bedbug.ef /insect > cp backswimmer.ef /insect > cp bluet.ef /insect > cp bedbug.ef /insect > cp B.cof /insect > … > undo > Unrecognised command "undo"! > ^Z ^Z > … > delete /insect/B.cof > Unrecognised command "delete"! > del */insect/B.cof > Unrecognised command "del"! > … > … > - You have been inactive for 10 minutes! Security protocols will automatically log out inactive accounts after 15 minutes to avoid potential security breaches -. > logout > Successfully logged out! Afterwards, I checked his action logs and there's no record of him actually doing any of that. Looks like he took a page out of Thompson's book and started deleting his embarassing action mishaps. He neglected that the commands themselves are still stored in his command history though. Not the brightest BEI member. H. Jay commented on 2019-06-18 Wow. You can practically hear the cogs grinding in his head as he was doing that. That's incredible. That part where he desperately tries to "undo" had me in stitches. Didn't one of the BEI guys theorise this was just a copy-paste error? I would have never guessed he was on to something. J. Palmer (admin) commented on 2019-06-18 Jesus, how many people died just because some tool hadn't memorised the basic terminal commands? I hope to God there's no one on our team that doesn't understand the basic commands on these systems too. The thought that the universe could have been destroyed because of these little "bee" things kind of terrifies me. Maybe I should run another staff course, just to be sure? It might help me sleep better after dwelling on this whole fiasco at least. Well anyway, mystery solved, I'll be closing this ticket now. Also, regarding how we handle the "bee" problem, I've sent out an e-mail to everyone regarding the new onsite CyTF we've been assigned and the new tech we're installing for them. If you don't have this, please contact me immediately, it's important you all read it. J. Palmer has closed this issue. Addendum/4386 - CyTF and VSCP-01: Following the discovery of the anomalous entities within the SCP-4386-01 simulation (known in-simulation as "bees"), they have been classified as a virtual anomaly hereon referred to as VSCP-01. Instance of VSCP-01, known in-simulation as a "bee". A Cyber Task Force (CyTF) has been assigned to police the simulation via a Neural VR6 mechanism designed to act as a weak interface with the SCP-4386-01 simulation. The assigned CyTF is currently tasked with manually culling the numbers of VSCP-01 over time, due to technical issues arising from the former plan to outright remove all files pertaining to VSCP-01 (see Addendum/4386 - Bug Report #8156). The CyTF has been ordered to act with the goal of eliminating all VSCP-01 instances at a rate that will not arouse too much suspicion in SCP-4386-02 through 05. Upon the eradication of the species, files related to VSCP-01 will be given the right to permanent deletion. Should additional non-deletable VSCP entities manifest, the CyTF will remain on standby until assigned removal duties accordingly. Footnotes 1. See standard issue The Advanced Cover Story Guidebook by T.M. Williams for further information. 2. VSCP-01 is not considered an anomalous entity in-simulation. 3. Prior to this event, the now deceased fifth subject was designated SCP-4386-06 and the current SCP-4386-06 was designated SCP-4386-07. Following the event, the former SCP-4386-06 was reclassified as SCP-4386-06-EX 4. Assumed to be "bees" and not "B's", based on various writings referencing the term found in the simulation. 5. The Entity Evolution Simulation is an SCP-4386-01 module designed to represent historical and future evolution of all species present within the simulation, including evolutionary patterns predicted from interspecies interactions. 6. Carmack, John D., 2018. Breakthroughs in Human Neuron Mapping and their Applications to Modern Virtual Reality. CONFISCATED BY SCP FOUNDATION DUE TO ANOMALOUS CONTENT
SCP-4387	safe	Item #: SCP-4387 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4387 is to be kept in secure storage locker 56 at Site-73. All testing must be authorized beforehand by a Foundation operative with a level 3 or higher security clearance. Testing time and human resources used are not to exceed beyond the authorized parameters set by the experiment's procedures and goals. Any deviation from these pre-established parameters are to be reported to the Head Researcher of the project. In the case that these deviations are attributed to the Head Researcher, they are to be reported to the Ethics Committee. Description: SCP-4387 is a black necklace with a small wooden crucifix attached in the middle. Testing has revealed the materials of such to be non-anomalous. It was recovered during a Foundation raid of an auction run by the GoI "Marshall, Carter & Dark" in the city of ███████, Germany. Following research and testing, the object was associated with documents previously recovered near the city in 1989.1 When placed around the neck of a baseline human, the necklace will automatically tighten around it. After this, the flesh surrounded by the necklace will be severed by an unknown force at speeds hypothesized to surpass that of sound. Immediately afterwards, a small portal is placed on either side of the cut, so as to cover the entirety of the wound. It can be concluded with certainty that these portals are linked to one another due to the fact that the wearer never once loses consciousness during this decapitation process. The portals act as a "bridge" so that blood, food, and even nervous electrical signals can travel between the head and the rest of the body. That way, the two may be physically separate, but all the while mantain normal bodily functions. It is to be noted, though, that the wearer will almost always express great amounts of physical and emotional distress because of this, with the pain reportedly becoming more intense as the head is moved further away from the body, presumably due to the link between the portals becoming weaker. The necklace cannot be removed by the wearer, tightening when an attempt is made. However, when another individual does this, SCP-4387 will come off easily, but will cause immediate death, as it is impossible through non-anomalous means to make sure all blood vessels, nerves, and other connections between the head and body are perfectly aligned. This results in them becoming fused in a way that impedes communication and exchange between the two. The only exception to this is when the object is removed by the same individual who originally placed it, allowing the reconnection to happen successfully and for the wearer to be able to survive. SCP-4387 will also occasionally manifest a secondary effect: when it is placed around the neck of a victim, the individual or individuals who performed, supervised, and/or authorized the action will experience a slight memetic alteration of certain thought processes. Subjects exposed to this effect have been observed to display a diminished sense of empathy and a lowered emotional response to the pain of others, as well as stating an increased sense of justification for their actions regarding the anomaly, with the phrase "science first" often being repeated. The effect, however, fades within 36 hours of the affected individual's last visual exposure to SCP-4387 and the person wearing it. The following files are a series of reconstructed documents regarding SCP-4387 written by the now-defunct GoI Division XXV, which operated in East Germany up until its dissolution in 1989. + Addendum 4387.1 - Hide Documentation Berlin, the 19. 03. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Request for resolution of interrogation In the face of the recently captured American spy's continued refusal to speak despite the application of numerous conventional interrogation methods, the main branch of the Ministry for State Security has authorized the use of supernatural phenomena in the extraction of key information. As such, the task of developing an alternative method of interrogation will be assigned to Magister Krone. It is to be noted, however, that one of the principal reasons the task was passed onto the Division's hands was to find a way of retrieving the necessary data without causing even more physical damage that could result in the premature death of the subject and the loss of the information. Because of this, great caution and resourcefulness are expected. Signed: Officer Konstantin Mader Berlin, the 20. 03. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Project proposal 039/26 After considering all the aspects of this most recent order, I have come to the conclusion that the most effective course of action would be to develop a new kind of interrogation tool using supernatural means. Using some of the technology recently taken from one of the benign anomalous groups infiltrated by our field operatives, such a tool can be crafted with the help of the abilities I have aquired since leaving the Mages Academy. As the process would necessitate the use of a personal item belonging to the victim, a religious necklace worn by the western mole has been chosen as the vessel for this apparatus. It will cause no immediate harm to the subject, but it is intended that the psychological impact will be quite significant. As always, I thank Officer Konstantin Mader for the opportunity to further research and experiment with the real-life applications of supernatural phenomena in the benefit of the integrity of the great German Democratic Republic. Signed: Magister Krone Berlin, the 21. 03. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Approval of Project Ichabod The proposal of Project Ichabod is hereby approved. Further testing beyond the interrogation of the current western prisoner is allowed, but may be revoked if deemed necessary. Signed: Officer Konstantin Mader Berlin, the 25. 04. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Project Ichabod construction phase finalization After a relatively simple process, I was able to successfully incorporate the new technology to the personal object. In light of positive testing results utilizing animals, the object will be used tomorrow for the interrogation of the capitalist spy. Simultaneously, the process will be observed as the first round of experimentation on the effects of this technology on humans and its possible applications. Signed: Magister Krone Berlin, the 26. 04. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Research Report regarding Project Ichabod Testing began with the entrance of the research staff and the awakening of the test subject. Although severely wounded and feeble, he adopted his usual mocking and uncooperative behavior, which worsened when he saw the necklace that used to belong to him. However, this attitude only lasted up until the point the object was fastened onto his neck and activated. The restrained subject had been standing, and his head had to be held so as to not let it fall to the floor. After 5 minutes, the subject`s cries of fear and pain eventually subsided long enough so that the parameters of the interrogation could be explained. It was made clear that the process would not be reverted until the necessary information was given. Otherwise, the only way to survive would be to hold the head in place, as the device only has an effective range of 50 cm, and the appendage could easily slide off and fall to the ground. When questioned if he would be compliant, the subject still resisted, and was subsequently left alone in his cell, maintaining a tight grip on his head with both arms. First test on a human has therefore been considered a technical success, although the desired outcome may require some time and further testing. Signed: Magister Krone Berlin, the 28. 04. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Research Report regarding Project Ichabod Today, the subject was fed his first meal, providing the opportunity to verify whether substances foreign to the body can still pass through uninhibited. Fortunately, the connection still holds and proper nutrition can be maintained. This also opens up the possibility of applying this technology to objects not restrained by the biological. Afterwards the subject was again asked if he would cooperate. The spy only complained about not being able to sleep for fear of dropping his head, appearing highly stressed. Even when offered the reversal of the process in exchange for the classified information he held, the subject still refused. Because of this, a more hands-on approach will be tried along with the periods of isolation. Test ended. Signed: Magister Krone Berlin, the 30. 04. 1966 Ministry for State Security Divison XXV Research Report regarding Project Ichabod The subject appeared more agitated than during the last test. He expressed a panicked relief at seeing the research team. Apparently, he was terrorized at the fact that his arms were growing too weak to properly support his head. In order to ease the subject's nerves for the interrogation, his restraints were changed so as to allow him to sit down, and a guard held his head in place. After he was given a few seconds to rest, the spy was told that this kind of treatment would continue if he cooperated. After some silence, he only laughed weakly and insulted the socialist populace of our great republic. Because of that, proper interrogation began. The capitalist's head was lifted up slightly, to his horror. Panicked, the spy yelled out information about his mission in Berlin, and as a reward, was set down again. But when further questioned, he seemed regretful and refused to even speak. Subject was returned to previous standing position. Test ended. Signed: Magister Krone Berlin, the 02. 05. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Research Report regarding Project Ichabod The most successful test so far. Although the capitalist spy was severely debilitated physically and mentally from stress, exhaustion, and lack of sleep, he remained uncooperative. When the previous method of torture was attempted, the subject showed an abnormal level of serenity. He declared mockingly that he had lifted his head multiple times while in isolation, and had gotten accustomed to the increased pain and disorientation. Because of this, the other planned method was applied. A guard was ordered to lift up the head and introduce a finger down the portal that was attached to the body. As was hypothesized, this caused the finger to appear going up the portion of the esophagus contained in the head and neck, and vice-versa. With this confirmed, an elongated stick was introduced up into the head, so as to travel down the esophagus, into the stomach. The subject complained of nausea and a sharp pain. The stick and head were leaned against the wall, the other end being supported by the inner surface of the stomach. After a few minutes in this state, the subject finally begged for it to stop, giving further information on the nature of his mission. Test ended. Signed: Magister Krone Berlin, the 06. 05. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Research Report regarding Project Ichabod The test began in a similar fashion to the previous. Once again, the subject failed to comply, as suspected. Because of this, a new interrogation strategy was used. One of the present guards brought in the box of live cockroaches that had been previously collected. In order to test how other living organisms could interact with the technology, the subject's head was lifted and one of the insects was dropped onto the portal on the neck. The specimen fell into the esophagus, appeared in the back of the mouth, then was again transported down this digestive pipe, to the great disgust and horror of the spy, who vomited. In such a manner, the interrogation carried on as more cockroaches were introduced. Some were observed to fall down the trachea and be coughed up, while others became temporarily stuck in the vocal chords and epiglottis. Those who didn't immediately fall into the digestive or respiratory openings were observed crawling inside and around the flesh of the neck, often being visible through the skin. The experiment had to be stopped as the presence of the insects on important arteries and nerves threatened the life of the subject. Test was an absolute success. A full confession was obtained, detailing a wide range of undercover American and British activities in our country. Not only that, the subject revealed the locations of what are believed all of the currently active bases of operation for Western spies, even when it was not yet specifically requested. The subject only pleaded for the object to be removed from his person. A full transcript of the confession is attached in this document. As all the necessary information has been obtained, future experiments will focus on further testing the properties of my creation. The subject has been promised that the process affecting him will be reverted thanks to his cooperation. It is my belief, however, that the object can still provide other ways to benefit the work of this distinguished division of the Ministry for State Security. Keeping science first is what shall see our great socialist republic prosper ever faster! All possibilities must be explored. Signed: Magister Krone The 35 research reports that followed have been archived in a separate document so as to mantain brevity. Berlin, the 15. 05. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Finalization of Project Ichabod Because of having accomplished its pre-established goals, the continuation of Project Ichabod has hereby been deemed unnecessary and a waste of resources. Magister Krone is to be given a two-week vacation and may not be allowed to come into contact with the object produced during the project under any circumstances. This object is to be removed and stored, and the captured spy disposed of. Signed: Officer Konstantin Mader Berlin, the 16. 05. 1966 Ministry for State Security Division XXV Project Ichabod final report The product from the project has been removed from the subject, who expressed great relief. However, when it was removed, the head appeared to reconnect in the wrong position, and the spy began to bleed profusely as his neck collapsed. The premature death of the subject facilitated his planned disposal. The object has been placed into storage next to Officer Konstantin Mader's office.2 Footnotes 1. (See Addendum 4387.1) 2. (Through testing, it has also been concluded that SCP-4387 has an effective range of various kilometers. It is unknown whether the creator of the anomaly was aware of this fact when realizing his experiments. However, it is hypothesized that saying the device had an effective range of 50 cm could have been used as a scare tactic.) ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4387" by Idrimi, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4387. 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-4388	euclid	Item #: SCP-4388 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4388 is to be kept in a sealed cryogenic vault at Site-11. The containment unit must be shielded from the full spectrum of electromagnetic signals. The vault must be outfitted with shock-dampeners to alleviate seismic tremors (refer to Addendum-002 for details). Monitoring equipment inside the containment chamber is not permitted; powerful signal emissions must be avoided near SCP-4388. Description: SCP-4388 is a set of two multi-socket power strips, individually referred to as SCP-4388-1 and SCP-4388-2. The two objects are identical in design, both containing six inline Type-B sockets and an integrated circuit breaker. SCP-4388 manifests the ability to double the power output of any energy source its cord is subjected to. The six (6) sockets are capable of independently producing the same level of power, regardless of current load. As such, SCP-4388 is capable of producing, in total, twelve (12) times the power of any given input. SCP-4388 presents no apparent resistance; acting as a perfect conductor, there is no power loss while energy is traversing SCP-4388. Likewise, there is no apparent limit to SCP-4388's ampacity, it will match the amperage of any source connected to it, without loss or damage to itself. Energy created by SCP-4388 will always be in the form of electricity. Experiments have shown that the object is capable of transforming the entirety of the electromagnetic spectrum. The input connector does not need to be plugged into an object for this effect to occur. For instance, light shone onto SCP-4388's exposed chord pins will produce electrical power proportional to the light-wave's photonic energy. Additional testing has demonstrated that SCP-4388 is sensitive even to kinetic energy, a physical impact generates equivalent joules in electricity. It is unknown to what extent SCP-4388 reacts to anomalous energy sources as experimentation of this nature is strictly prohibited (refer to Addendum-002). If SCP-4388's sockets are unconnected, the power they generate is transferred to the surrounding atmosphere. In the absence of atmosphere, SCP-4388 will heat up and will begin emitting black-body radiation. Even under proper containment, it is not possible to fully mitigate interaction from the following natural sources of energy, all of which have been observed to generate small amounts of additional power: The Earth's magnetic field Cosmic rays reaching the Earth's surface Universal background radiation Random quantum fluctuations SCP-4388 is nearly impervious to electrical damage and heat. The threshold to damage it with electricity appears to be [DATA EXPUNGED] (refer to Experiment- [1/6/1959]). Wear visible on SCP-4388's plastic casing demonstrates that it is capable of sustaining damage from friction and blunt force. No loss of capabilities resulting from this deterioration has been noted by Site-11 since the object's retrieval. Electrical power generation procedure: SCP-4388's anomalous properties can be put to use by providing electricity to Site-11, allowing it to remain self-sustaining1. Within its containment vault, SCP-4388 is to be connected to superconducting cables leading to high-capacity electrical couplings outside the vault. When in service, the input cables (coupled to SCP-4388's cord) are to be connected to Site-11's power generators. The output cables (coupled to SCP-4388's sockets) are to be connected to Site-11 electrical grid's capacitors. A computer-monitored circuit breaker must be on available to ground the grid if it detects a spike in power exceeding Site-11's specifications. An analog severing mechanism must be ready to cut off the vault in case of emergencies. Remote signals do not function near SCP-4388 while it is under heavy load and, as such, the mechanism must be activated manually. Emergency procedure: Under no circumstances should SCP-4388 form a closed circuit. Should this happen, evacuation of Site-11 is initiated immediately. Technical personnel in charge of the containment unit are instructed to remain on-site to ensure SCP-4388's decoupling. Failure to detach the vault within one (1) minute will lead to ignition of aerosolized Chlorine-Trifluoride on the level housing SCP-4388, disabling any circuitry contained therein. EXPERIMENT LOGS: +Experiment-[7/5/1959] -Experiment-[7/5/1959] Researcher: Dr.██████ Subject: D-85322 Procedure: SCP-4388-1, SCP-4388-2, and D-85322 are located in a monitored blast shelter. The shelter is isolated from any power grid and is serviced by a gas-powered generator. D-85322 is instructed to plug SCP-4388-2's cord into SCP-4388-1's first socket and to plug SCP-4388-1 into a 120-Volt power outlet capable of outputting a maximum of 2400 Watts. Results: Power generated by SCP-4388-1's five unconnected sockets approaches 11 250 Watts. Power generated by SCP-4388-2 approaches 54 000 Watts. Room temperature rapidly increases to 70°c and the shelter's ventilation system activates. Test is terminated remotely by shutting down the generator. D-85322 suffers mild hyperthermia but recovers normally. Researcher's note: The potential benefits of SCP-4388 for the Foundation are obvious. I will recommend exploratory tests to confirm if they can be of use. +Experiment-[1/6/1959] -Experiment-[1/6/1959] Researcher: Dr.██████ Subject: D-85322 Procedure: SCP-4388-1 and D-85322 are located in an advanced monitoring bunker located outside of Research Site-███. The bunker is isolated from any power grid. D-85322 is outfitted with a Faraday suit and insulated equipment. D-85322 is instructed to plug SCP-4388-1's cord into its own first socket and to unplug it when prompted. A squad from MTF Epsilon-9 is on standby outside of bunker in case of emergency. <COMMENCE ANNOTATED VIDEO TRANSCRIPT> 00:00:00 - Spark visibly jumps from the cord to the socket before circuit is completed. 00:00:05 - Power monitored out of SCP-4388-1 approaches 180 watts. 00:00:15 - Power: 184 kw. Electrical arcing visible within the sockets. 00:00:20 - Power: 6000 kw. Electrical arc jumps from SCP-4388-1 to D-85322's suit. Subject appears frightened and retreats to a corner. 00:00:22 - Cameras inside the bunker begin to show static interference. 00:00:31 - Regular electrical arcing stems from SCP-4388-1 to metallic objects in range. 00:00:43 - D-85322 attempts to terminate testing unprompted. Upon contact with SCP-4388-1, D-85322 undergoes sublimation. 00:00:53 - Steel and concrete inside the bunker begin to melt. Cameras within are destroyed. 00:01:12 - Dr.██████ notifies MTF Epsilon-9 to enact emergency shutdown procedures. 00:01:28 - MTF Epsilon-9 declares situation out of control. Squad retreats to a safe distance. 00:01:57 - Exterior of bunker shows signs of disintegration. Heat radiating from bunker reaches lethal levels within 20m. Electric arcing is observed on metallic material left outside bunker. 00:02:12 - MTF Epsilon-9 attempts to fire portable rocket launcher at bunker. [DATA EXPUNGED]. Attempt unsuccessful. 00:02:43 - Bunker outshines the sun. Direct exposure within 350m causes blindness and skin lesions. Matter in 10m radius loses cohesion. 00:02:44 - Energy levels stop increasing. <END ANNOTATED VIDEO TRANSCRIPT> Results: Surroundings of testing site return to normal temperature over a period of four (4) days. SCP-4388-1 is found in resulting crater. Surface area of crater has turned to glass. Power reached [DATA EXPUNGED] before energy levels stopped increasing. SCP-4388-1 was disconnected by falling into melting debris. Its first socket shows severe damage, rending it unusable. SCP-4388-1 sustained no additional damage. Dr.██████ has been demoted to C-Class due to gross negligence. Dr.██████'s request to remain on the SCP-4388 research team's technical staff has been approved. Researcher's note: Had SCP-4388 not been disconnected by what seems like pure chance, there is no telling the destruction it would have caused. Special precautions must be put in place to prevent SCP-4388 from forming a closed circuit. +Experiment-[4/1/1960] -Experiment-[4/1/1960] Subject: C-Class Technician 11325 (CT-11325) Researcher: Dr. Wu Procedure: Disassembly of SCP-4388-2 with the goal of understanding its inner workings. SCP-4388-2 and CT-11325 are located in an advanced monitoring bunker located below Research Site-███. CT-11325 proceeds with disassembly using standard electrician tool-kit. After disassembly and inspection of SCP-4388-2's components, CT-11325 proceeds with reassembly. Results: Inner components of SCP-4388-2 do not show any anomalous properties. Attempts at recreating previous test results were unsuccessful while SCP-4388-2's circuitry is exposed. Additional testing shows the circuit material to have physical properties in line with mundane copper. Plastic casing material also falls within normal parameters. Grounding circuits have been bypassed by modifications to the circuitry, in violation of NFPA 1 Standard 11.1.4. Circuit breaker mechanism is soldered shut, rendering it non-functional. Piece of masking tape found inside plastic casing. "Câlisse!", written in blue crayon, as well as an arrow pointing to the circuit breaker appear on the piece of tape. After reassembly, the anomalous properties previously demonstrated by SCP-4388-2 appear to have dissipated. SCP-4388-2 now functions like a mundane power strip. A succession of assembly / reassembly by CT-11325 has not recovered its properties. Analysis: Despite the mundane nature of SCP-4388-2's components, the modifications made to SCP-4388 prior to its retrieval by the Foundation reveal an interesting possibility. My hypothesis is that SCP-4388 was purposefully altered by an individual. It is unclear if the modifications were an attempt to "fix" SCP-4388's anomalous properties or if they caused them to manifest in the first place, in which case this individual must be secured by the Foundation. Why disassembly by Mr. ██████ has neutralized SCP-4388-2 is unknown. Addendum-001: Further investigations have revealed that the fingerprints recovered on the tape belong to a certain Mr. ████████. Information recovered regarding this individual revealed he is currently employed as an electrician in Rivière-aux-Outardes, Canada. He has since been recovered and will be interrogated shortly. Addendum 002: + LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE REQUIRED - Clearance Granted On 28/10/1961, SCP-4388-1 was transferred to the Sukhoy Nos research site in order to support its operations with SCP-████. Usage of SCP-4388-1 was deemed critical as no major power generation solutions could be deployed urgently on Sukhoy Nos. Due to the nature of SCP-████, seismic tremors occurred with regularity on the island. Shortly after its arrival, an earthquake rated 6.2 hit the area. The seismic shock triggered an energy release of unprecedented scale by SCP-4388-1. The event affected a radius of 8,7 km, centered on the object. As the kinetic energy absorbed by SCP-4388-1 during the earthquake was minimal, it is unclear why such a disproportionate release occurred. Class-A amnestics were administered to all surviving witnesses, mostly local indigenous populations outside of the blast zone. A coordinated media release was orchestrated, stating that the detonation was caused by an experimental Soviet nuclear weapon. Radioactive material released on the island served to give credence to this version of events. Transfer of SCP-4388 will no longer be allowed outside of Site-11. Footnotes 1. SCP-4388-2 has been neutralized by Experiment-[4/1/1960], it can no longer be of use. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4388" by Palamag, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4388. 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-4389	euclid	SCP-4389 eggs Item #: SCP-4389 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents are to monitor for SCP-4389 presence through fronts such as salons and cosmetics stores. Insecticide 4389-X has been developed and introduced into the formulas of shampoos, cosmetics, and skincare products to curb SCP-4389's spread in affected areas. Foundation agents posing as dermatologists are to explain the resulting dead SCP-4389 instances as a new type of skin disease, and remove them accordingly. Description: SCP-4389 are a species of parasitic moth. SCP-4389's eggs are only 200 µm in diameter, and are carried by the air until landing on a human's face. Upon contact with human skin oils, SCP-4389 caterpillars will hatch, migrate towards the person's eyebrows, and burrow into hair follicles1. While the person sleeps, the caterpillars consume hair and each other, rapidly growing in size and sprouting hairs that match the host's color. The last two caterpillars remaining entrench themselves into the skin and brow ridge, occupying the same location as the former eyebrows. Due to their composition and body structure mimicking the texture of human faces, SCP-4389 infestations are rarely noticed, with hosts often dismissing their movement as random twitches or spasms. SCP-4389 feed mainly on skin oils, dead cells, skin mites, and skincare products, and do not grow appreciably over the majority of their 3-5 month larval phase. Unlike other lepidopterans, SCP-4389 produces eggs consistently throughout its larval phase; these are usually assumed by the host to be dandruff. Threading and other cosmetic processes excite the caterpillars, leading to more eggs. It is estimated that a single SCP-4389 can produce over 500,000 eggs in its lifetime. However, only a few will survive to hatching, as the eggs are short-lived if they do not reach a suitable location on a human body. Upon the conclusion of their larval stage, SCP-4389 form cocoons made of hair, and often induce severe headaches, migraines, or even unconsciousness in hosts. After about 24 hours, the cocoons burst open, releasing swarms of 80-120 moths resembling the Isabella tiger moth (Pyrrharctia isabella) in size and shape, each one composed of extremely long, animated hairs. SCP-4389 were discovered during a raid on a warehouse owned by one Marisol Palacios, who had been harvesting SCP-4389 moths from several dozen hosts and used the hair in the creation of high-quality wigs and hair extensions (formerly SCP-6263). The Foundation had intervened once the wigs exhibited their anomalous capacity to embed into wearers' skulls after a dormant period and cocoon the entire body, transforming the wearers into larger moths. Palacios has not been found. Footnotes 1. While rare, instances have been known to colonize the nostrils and ears, with a much lower survival rate. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4389" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4389. 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: motheyes.jpg Name: File:Pollen grains of Taraxacum.jpg Author: Captainpixel License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4389	uncontained	SCP-4389 eggs Item #: SCP-4389 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents are to monitor for SCP-4389 presence through fronts such as salons and cosmetics stores. Insecticide 4389-X has been developed and introduced into the formulas of shampoos, cosmetics, and skincare products to curb SCP-4389's spread in affected areas. Foundation agents posing as dermatologists are to explain the resulting dead SCP-4389 instances as a new type of skin disease, and remove them accordingly. Description: SCP-4389 are a species of parasitic moth. SCP-4389's eggs are only 200 µm in diameter, and are carried by the air until landing on a human's face. Upon contact with human skin oils, SCP-4389 caterpillars will hatch, migrate towards the person's eyebrows, and burrow into hair follicles1. While the person sleeps, the caterpillars consume hair and each other, rapidly growing in size and sprouting hairs that match the host's color. The last two caterpillars remaining entrench themselves into the skin and brow ridge, occupying the same location as the former eyebrows. Due to their composition and body structure mimicking the texture of human faces, SCP-4389 infestations are rarely noticed, with hosts often dismissing their movement as random twitches or spasms. SCP-4389 feed mainly on skin oils, dead cells, skin mites, and skincare products, and do not grow appreciably over the majority of their 3-5 month larval phase. Unlike other lepidopterans, SCP-4389 produces eggs consistently throughout its larval phase; these are usually assumed by the host to be dandruff. Threading and other cosmetic processes excite the caterpillars, leading to more eggs. It is estimated that a single SCP-4389 can produce over 500,000 eggs in its lifetime. However, only a few will survive to hatching, as the eggs are short-lived if they do not reach a suitable location on a human body. Upon the conclusion of their larval stage, SCP-4389 form cocoons made of hair, and often induce severe headaches, migraines, or even unconsciousness in hosts. After about 24 hours, the cocoons burst open, releasing swarms of 80-120 moths resembling the Isabella tiger moth (Pyrrharctia isabella) in size and shape, each one composed of extremely long, animated hairs. SCP-4389 were discovered during a raid on a warehouse owned by one Marisol Palacios, who had been harvesting SCP-4389 moths from several dozen hosts and used the hair in the creation of high-quality wigs and hair extensions (formerly SCP-6263). The Foundation had intervened once the wigs exhibited their anomalous capacity to embed into wearers' skulls after a dormant period and cocoon the entire body, transforming the wearers into larger moths. Palacios has not been found. Footnotes 1. While rare, instances have been known to colonize the nostrils and ears, with a much lower survival rate. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4389" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4389. 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: motheyes.jpg Name: File:Pollen grains of Taraxacum.jpg Author: Captainpixel License: CC BY-SA 4.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4390	euclid	SCP-4390 - A Bad Maze ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL The following file is Level 2/4390 Classified Unauthorized access is forbidden. 4390 Item#: 4390 Level2 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo Entrance of SCP-4390. Special Containment Procedures: Access to the location containing the entrance to SCP-4390 is to be guarded at all times. Individuals attempting to access the area are to be arrested by Foundation agents embedded in local authorities and remanded to the local law enforcement system. Access to SCP-4390 is restricted to exploration teams with permission from the Site-94 research authority. These exploration attempts are to be handled in conjunction with representatives from the "Dr. Wondertainment" Group of Interest. Description: SCP-4390 is an extra-spatial area located beneath the Giordano's Italian Eatery on the west side of Atlanta, Georgia, USA. The singular access point to SCP-4390 is located in the restaurant's basement, currently disguised as a non-functional walk-in refrigerator. The space beyond the entrance to SCP-4390 is a massive, cavernous area containing a large, constantly shifting labyrinth built out of stone. The walls of the labyrinth appear to extend up at least 20 meters, but attempting to scale the walls or ascending vertically will result in the subject beginning to shrink exponentially until they are too small to ascend any higher. Descending will reverse this effect. The entirety of SCP-4390 is overrun with thick vegetation, little of which appears to bear any resemblance to anything found on Earth. Additionally, several species of small reptilians and flying creatures, as well as larger, seemingly mammalian entities live in and around the labyrinth, though these creatures also do not resemble anything found on Earth. The majority of these creatures are not outwardly hostile, though several species have been shown to have territorial behaviours that can display as hostility towards intruders. Interior of SCP-4390. SCP-4390 appears to have been designed as a massive game - the labyrinth contains several intelligent entities alongside the plants and animals, many of whom appear to exist within the structure to create unique challenges for travelers. Contact with these entities is typically uneventful, but occasionally these entities will offer travelers an opportunity for a wager; individuals are capable of wagering anything that could be considered "theirs1" in exchange for some anomalous object or characteristic of equal value offered by the intelligent entity in question. While possessions that are lost or gained in these transactions persist outside of SCP-4390, characteristics or bodily functions that are lost or gained within SCP-4390 are restored once the individual leaves through the access point. Individuals who die within SCP-4390 are turned into spectral apparitions that can follow the other individuals of their party2. These phantoms can interact with some aspects of SCP-4390 and can pass through walls, but cannot themselves be used to solve puzzles or answer riddles3. Once the phantom's "party" reaches the end of the labyrinth or are killed, all members of the party will reappear at the beginning of the labyrinth with phantoms restored to their physical forms. However, if the party does not "clear" the labyrinth and all individuals perish, upon materializing at the labyrinth's entrance they will be without any of their personal possessions, including their clothes. SCP-4390's existence was made known to the Foundation after the staff at Site-94 were contacted by an agent representing the "Dr. Wondertainment" Group of Interest. A full transcript of the initial interview with this individual is available in Addendum 4390.1. Addendum 4390.1: Interview with GOI Agent Internal Audio Recording Transcript In Attendance: Foundation Site-94 Asst. Director Robert Duncan Foundation Site-94 Security Director Al Morris Dr. Wondertainment Marketing Director Sebastian J. Fitchingsley [BEGIN LOG] Asst. Dir. Duncan: Green light is on, let's get started. Fitchingsley: I'll be quick, we- Dir. Morris: Sorry, hang on. We need to uh, say our names first. For the record. Fitchingsley: Oh, my bad. Asst. Dir. Duncan: No, no, it's fine. Just these protocols, you know. I'm Robert Duncan. Dir. Morris: Middle name too, sir. Sorry. Asst. Dir. Duncan: Seriously? Christ, alright, let's try it again. I'm Robert Cartwright Duncan. (Pauses) Assistant Director of Research, Site-94. Dir. Morris: I'm Alfred Alan Morris, Security Director at Site-94. Fitchingsley: Me next? Dir. Morris: Yeah. Fitchingsley: Alright. My name is Sebastian Juneaux Malthuzan Hermano y Konquistadito Vanabulous Extraordinariorion Frank Fitchingsley. (Pauses) I'm the Dr. Wondertainment marketing director. You can just uh, you can just write down the Fitchingsley part, I think. Asst. Dir. Duncan: Got it, alright. So let's actually get into this thing now. You said something about some sort of deal, or what? Fitchingsley: Alright, let me just lay it out here for you. My boss, Dr. Wondertainment, is just the most recent in a long line of Wondertainments stretching back as far as history permits. In that history we've been fortunate to maintain a pretty linear progression of authority - one Dr. Wondertainment hands the mantle off to their successor, and they become Dr. Wondertainment, and so on. Granted, there have been a handful of breaks in there, but nothing wild. Asst. Dir. Duncan: That's neat, but that just sounds like exposition. Fitchingsley: Get used to that. The real problem is that there have been a fair number of bastard Wondertainments - people who either were promised the position of Dr. Wondertainment and had it pulled out from underneath them due to some shame or another, or the children of a Dr. Wondertainment with some mysterious passenger. That sort of thing. What you may not know is that recently, the last Dr. Wondertainment, Isabel disappeared under mysterious circumstances. In her place, a previous Wondertainment, Bertrand, has taken over the daily operations of the company. This has caused a bit of a stir, because the line up until this point has been pretty straight - a few crooks here and there, but it has never gone backwards. This is problematic. Asst. Dir. Duncan: Uh huh. Fitchingsley: I know! Wild times. But what I'm getting at is it was assumed that the Wondertainment who would succeed Isabel was her distant cousin, Yancy diPettito-Cortez Wondertainment. Due to the circumstances of Isabel's disappearance, the board determined that Bertrand would sit in her place until she could be located and returned to her position as rightful head of the company. Dir. Morris: Oh, ok, I can see where this is going. Fitchingsley: Yes dear boy, you certainly can. Ole Yancy took this as a grave slight, no doubt having thought that he could stroll in and take the name of Dr. Wondertainment and carry on as normal without a thought in the world for Isabel. He is offended that the board would prioritize Isabel's recovery over his own schemes, and has splintered away from the main brand and formed a… (gags) knock-off. He's out there, right now, calling himself Professor Amazementopia, causing all sorts of ruckus. Asst. Dir. Duncan: This is a compelling story, I'll admit, but it doesn't answer the question of why you showed up in my shower this morning asking to meet about some life-or-death scenario we've found ourselves in. Fitchingsley: Right right - sorry about the shower again, I really was planning for the foyer but the math has been a bit off ever since Isabel disappeared. You're both familiar with our very popular and well loved board game The Foundation, right? I believe you have a copy in your possession. Well, Yancy has decided to shack up under a pizza place near here to work on a competing game. He's calling it "The Maze 2: The Game" and is filling it up with all sorts of strange and unusual stuff he found on safari somewhere. It's a real nasty scene. Asst. Dir. Duncan: "The Maze 2"? What happened to "The Maze?" Fitchingsley: There was no "The Maze". Just "The Maze 2". This is the sort of shit I'm talking about. Asst. Dir. Duncan: You say it's a game? Like a board game? Fitchingsley: Well… no, not really a board game. Honestly, it's not really a game at all, it's just a big maze. Here's something you need to know about Yancy - one of the reasons Isabel was selected to run the company at such a young age was that the hope was she would outlive Yancy and the title of Dr. Wondertainment would pass to someone with more… basic mental and emotional functionality. Yancy is an absolute headcase and a shit toy maker. He doesn't really get the whole "toy making" thing - he's more like a kid who builds a big thing out of Lego or whatever and then doesn't want anyone else to play with it. He's kind of a dick, and you can see how that business model wouldn't be conducive to growth and development. Dir. Morris: Yes. Fitchingsley: So that's the deal. I'll tell you where the entrance to Yancy's dumb game is, and you and your jackboots can roll down to Fulton Industrial and bust the door in and gather up whatever snacks and surprises he's managed to stuff into that place. This I'll do, in exchange for one small favor. Asst. Dir. Duncan: Oh god here we go. Fitchingsley: No no, seriously, this isn't a bad one. When Yancy left HQ he took a bunch of stuff with him - personal belongings, some cars, a hot air balloon and some prized stuffed turkeys. That sort of thing. Then he also decided to nab a filing cabinet full of financial records because he thought it would be some wild blow to the organization. What he didn't consider was that it's 2019, and all of our records are backed up to the cloud. However, in the wake of this treachery we realized he also stole something much, much worse - our filing folder of incriminating and embarrassing pictures of our board members, myself included. Asst. Dir. Duncan: …what? Why would you keep a file folder full of naughty pictures of yourselves? Fitchingsley: Insurance! It's one thing to threaten a man with a lawsuit, and another to threaten him with exposing his dingle dangle. Keeps everybody happy and in line, with a slight undercurrent of fear. It's the Wondertainment way. Asst. Dir. Duncan: So where is this file folder now? Fitchingsley: In the filing cabinet. Yancy doesn't even realize he's got it, that absolute trout, but when he realized the financial records were of no use to him he tossed the cabinet into the middle of his very stupid and bad maze game. All we need is that file folder - you can keep literally anything else you find in there. Asst. Dir. Duncan: Hang on, why do we need to be involved in this? Aren't you capable of sending a team of your own guys in there? Fitchingsley: (Sighs) Look, think about this for literally any seconds. If we send a squad in there to tear up this absolute pillock's dumb maze thing, he would realize that there's actually something valuable in that filing cabinet, right? So then he goes and flips past "financial records" into "fine pictures of dicks and butts and stuff", and that's the ballgame. He has all the cards, he just doesn't know it - we want you to be our bluff. Asst. Dir. Duncan: This seems like a lot of trouble. Fitchingsley: Yeah, I mean, it probably will be. It's a really, really bad game. But I know how much of a hard-on you sickos have for putting weird shit in boxes, and there's a whole cornucopia of weird shit underneath a dirty-ass pizza joint like, 10 miles from here. Are you in, or are you not in? Asst. Dir. Duncan: I dunno… what do you think? Dir. Morris: I mean, I don't care. It's up to you - we'll do it if you want us to. Asst. Dir. Duncan: Hmmmmm… alright. You've convinced me. We're in. Fitchingsley: Excellent, glad to hear it. Say, out of random curiosity are your guys all up-to-date with their vaccinations? The basic stuff; tetanus, measles, ebola. Dir. Morris: What? [END LOG] Addendum 4390.2: Exploration of SCP-4390 Attempt #1 Initial exploration of SCP-4390 was conducted by Mobile Task Force Atlanta-2 "Fucking Traffic". Mission objective was to survey the danger within SCP-4390, and reach the center of the labyrinth if possible. Exploration Log Transcript Members Involved: MTF ATL-2 Franko [LEAD] MTF ATL-2 Vice MTF ATL-2 Liter Franko: Alright, mics hot. Let's go into this refrigerator. The team passes through the threshold of SCP-4390. They emerge on the other side in the entrance courtyard of the labyrinth. Liter: You might not believe this, boss, but I don't think this is a refrigerator at all. Franko: Stow it, Kowalski. We've got important business to do here. The team approaches an archway over the main entrance. Carved into it are large block letters reading "PROFESSOR AMAZEMENTOPIA'S THE MAZE 2: THE GAME", seemingly in "Impact" font. Below this are the words "IN NO WAY AFFILIATED WITH ANY LOW-CLASS 'DR. WONDERTAINMENT' PRODUCTS - ONLY HIGH QUALITY ENTERTAINMENT HERE". Vice: Wow, this guy is for real, huh? Suddenly, a face appears on the arch next to the team. Liter: Whoa holy shit! The Face: HELLO TRAVELERS, AND WELCOME TO PROFESSOR AMAZEMENTOPIA'S MAZE 2: THE GAME, A CARNIVAL OF WONDERS FOR ALL AGES! Vice: Hey calm down there brother, there's no need to shout. we're right here. The Face. The Face: APOLOGIES, FRIENDS! THE CURSE THAT BINDS ME HERE DEMANDS THAT I ELEVATE MY VOICE TO UNNECESSARY LEVELS IN ORDER TO MAINTAIN A SENSE OF INCREASED EXCITEMENT IN ALL PARTICIPANTS! Franko: So how does this work? We just go into the maze and… what? What do we get when we get to the middle? The Face: WHEN? (Laughs hysterically) YOU GIVE YOURSELF TOO MUCH CREDIT! NOBODY YET HAS SOLVED PROFESSOR AMAZEMENTOPIA'S INCREDIBLE PUZZLE! NOT EVEN PROFESSOR AMAZEMENTOPIA! BUT FOR THOSE WHO SHOULD PERSEVERE, UNTOLD RICHES AND BOUNTIES AWAIT! Franko: …and all we have to do is get to the middle? The Face: YES. IT'S A MAZE, THAT'S WHAT YOU DO WITH MAZES. Franko: Do we get any hints? The Face: WHA- WHAT? NO. IT'S A MAZE, THERE ARE NO HINTS. Franko: What happens if we get lost? Or we can't get to the center? Are there any exits? The Face: THE ONLY EXIT IS BY TAKING OR LOSING YOUR LIFE. Liter: (Aside) Sort of a shitty maze. The Face: HEY. I HEARD THAT. YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THE MAZE. NOBODY IS FORCING YOU. AND YES, IF YOU WANT TO ESCAPE THE MAZE THE ONLY WAY OUT IS DEATH. IF YOU DIE, YOU WILL BECOME A PHANTOM, FOREVER HAUNTING FUTURE TRAVELERS OF THE MAZE. UNTIL YOU ALL DIE, OF COURSE, IN WHICH CASE YOU WILL BE RETURNED TO THE FRONT OF THE MAZE. Franko: Alright, well, I guess we'll do the maze. Let's go, boys. The Face: WAIT. I HAVE TO SING THE MAZE SONG BEFORE YOU CAN GO IN. Vice: Oh no that's not- The Face: WELCOME TO THE GAME / THE MAZE 2 / IT'S A THRILLING MAZE / FOR YOU / IF YOU WANT TO BE / RICH AND STRONG / ENTER MY MAZE / YOU CAN'T GO WRONG / SING THE MAZE SONG / IT'S A GREAT SONG / IT'S A MAZE SONG / FOR ME AND YOU Liter: It was worse than I thought it would be. The Face: WOW, OK, VERY COOL THING TO SAY. JUST TRYING TO HELP OUT OVER HERE, DOING MY JOB. FINE THEN, DICKHOLES. GO AHEAD, GET IN THERE. YOU WON'T HEAR ME CRYING WHEN YOU'RE DEAD. The door leading into SCP-4390 opens. ATL-2 team enters the maze, and the door shuts behind them. From the other side, the face in the wall can be heard shouting profanities. Franko: Alright. Keep alert, let's get going. Team travels through the labyrinth for a short period of time. They encounter a small group of creatures that look like large beetles with duckbills and a single hopping leg. After the creatures pass, the team comes around a corner and sees a wide gap between where they stand and the rest of the path. In front of them is a pit that extends down as far as they can see. As they're looking into the pit, The Face appears on the wall next to them. The Face: GREETINGS, ASSHOLES. Vice: Jesus Chri- Vice is startled by the appearance of The Face, and stumbles backwards. He trips over a root on the ground, and falls into the pit. Franko: Vice! Liter: Oh fuck! The Face: OH NO, WHAT A SHAME! Vice disappears into the darkness. There is a moment of silence, and then the sound of something heavy striking the ground at high speed. Another moment later, a spectral Vice appears in front of the group. Liter: Oh shit. Franko: Oh shit. Ghost of Vice: Oh shit I'm a ghost. The Face: I TOLD YOU WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU WEREN'T CAREFUL. I DID TELL YOU, DIDN'T I? Ghost of Vice: You spooked me! This is your fault, you shouting dick. The Face: IT IS MY JOB TO INFORM TRAVELERS ABOUT THE TRIALS THEY WILL FACE WITHIN THE MAZE. Franko: Vice, you alright? Ghost of Vice: I, yeah? I think? I feel alright, I'm just… very spectral. The Face: AND SO YOU SHALL REMAIN, UNTIL YOU COMPLETE THE MAZE OR YOUR FRIENDS ALSO DIE! Liter: Well this is dumb. The Face: YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO ASSHOLE. (Pauses) ALRIGHT. THIS IS THE GREAT GAP. TO PROCEED, YOU MUST CROSS THIS GAP. BUT BE VERY CAREFUL, A FALL FROM THIS HEIGHT COULD SPELL YOUR DOOM! Ghost of Vice: You don't fucking say? The Face: LOOK IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO THE INSTRUCTIONS BEFORE ATTEMPTING TO CROSS THE GAP. Franko: Let it go, boys. Let's just try to get across this. (Pauses) What do you think? Can you jump it? Liter: Hmmmmm… maybe. Liter takes several steps back and gets a running start. As he approaches the ledge, he jumps to cross the gap. He gets a hand on the far side, but can't hold on and falls into the pit. His video feed also cuts out, and after a short moment a spectral Liter appears in front of Franko. Ghost of Liter: Fuck! Franko: Ah, Christ. The Face: WOW, TWO OUT OF THREE ON THE VERY FIRST OBSTACLE. YOU GUYS ARE PROS, LET ME TELL YOU. WHAT AN ACCOMPLISHMENT. Franko: There has to be like, what, some sort of lever or something that opens a path across? (Pauses) Oh, this tree, right. Just sort of give it the ole push. Franko pushes a nearby tree over the gap, creating a makeshift bridge. The Face: CONGRATULATIONS DUMBASS, YOU FIGURED OUT THIS VERY DIFFICULT TREE PUZZLE. Franko: Fuck off. Franko, Vice and Liter continue traveling down the corridor, occasionally looping back after finding a dead end. The path opens into a small graveyard. In the center of the graveyard is a thin, pale human woman in tattered clothing, stooping over a small cauldron. Franko approaches this person. Franko: Hello there. Unidentified Woman: Greetings, traveler. I am the Witch. Perhaps you would like to enjoy one of my specials brews, yes? They are very mysterious and magical. Franko: Alright, what's this shit. The Face appears on a nearby wall. The Face: SHE TOLD YOU HER NAME WAS THE WITCH, DIPSHIT. ARE YOU HARD OF HEARING TOO? Franko: I got that, what does the brew do? Is this poison? The Face: I WISH! IT'S A RANDOM CONCOCTION OF WHATEVER SHE HAS LAYING AROUND. IT CAN DO ALL SORTS OF STUFF TO YOU. SOMETIMES IT'S GOOD. SOMETIMES IT'S BAD. I PERSONALLY HOPE IT'S BAD! Franko: Can I go past you without drinking your weird brew? The Witch: No, dearie, I'm afraid you can't. Franko: Ah, fuck it. Might as well. Franko drinks from the cauldron. He begins to rub his eyes furiously, and when he opens them up they have changed to a bright green. Franko: Holy shit, I can see everything! I can see… I can see into the center of the maze, and I can see… I can see the exit there! It's so far away… hey, Witch, does any of that brew give you like, super speed or something? The Witch: (Cackles) Maybe. Who knows? Franko: Good enough for me. Give me some of that stuff. Franko takes another drink from the cauldron. He begins to noticeably swell, and moments later explodes in a shower of bananas. Moments later Franko, Liter, and Vice reappear at the entrance to the maze. Their tactical gear and all clothing items are missing. The Face: WOW YOU GUYS ARE ASS. [END LOG] Addendum 4390.3: Exploration of SCP-4390 Attempt #2 Exploration Log Transcript Members Involved: MTF ATL-2 Franko [LEAD] MTF ATL-2 Vice MTF ATL-2 Liter MTF ATL-2 Cairo MTF ATL-2 Dance MTF ATL-2 passes through SCP-4390 and enters the labyrinth. Upon reaching the other side, The Face appears again on a nearby wall. The Face: OH HO HO HO. LOOK WHO RATTLES BACK IN FOR ROUND TWO. GETTING YOUR CHEEKS CLAPPED THE FIRST TIME WASN'T BAD ENOUGH, YOU HAD TO GO AND FIND SOME FRIENDS TO EXPERIENCE IT WITH YOU. Franko: Shut up. The Face: OH, DON'T WORRY. YOU WON'T BE HEARING ANYTHING FROM ME. I KNOW A LOST CAUSE WHEN I SEE ONE. I'LL JUST BE CHILLING BACK HERE, WATCHING YOUR FAILURES AND ENJOYING THE SATISFACTION OF YOUR DEFEAT. Vice: Dude, seriously. You're a wall. The Face: AND YOU FELL IN A HOLE. WE ALL FALL SHORT OF THE GLORY OF GOD. MTF ATL-2 passes through the entrance of SCP-4390. Cairo: Is that thing always like that? Liter: He's a cock. Just ignore him, but also expect him everywhere. The team travels through the labyrinth for some time. Eventually they reach a wider passage with a small cart on one side. A hatch opens on the side of the cart, and a vaguely arachnoid entity with a vaguely reptilian face and a distinctly Australian accent appears. Unknown Entity: Greetings there, fellas. Me name's Dominican Joe, purveyor of fine goods. Looks like yer out here exploring the ole maze, ey? A bit of a spot, that is. Have a look at me wares, tell me what ye think. Dance: Hey, just a quick question: what are you? Dominican Joe: Me? Well, I'm a crawly-gobbler there, mate. Well, me mum was a crawly hog, and me dad was a snatch-gobbler, so I guess I'm sort of both? But I got most of me mum's features, I've been told. Franko: What do you have for sale? Dominican Joe: Let's see, we've got some bullets that shoot lightning, a hat that can protect you from things falling on your dome, and… this thing you strap on your hog that makes things die when you stick it in them. Silence. Vice: Alright, now hear me out- Franko: No. Vice: (Quickly) Cool, cool. Liter: What about those lightning bullets. Those sound neat. How much for those? Dominican Joe: Well, that'll be 19 scraps of Na'ath. Dance: Come again? Dominican Joe: Scraps of Na'ath? You know, those little pieces of paper made from the sail of Midas' ship that we use as currency? Silence. Dominican Joe: Damn, that's a breaker there, boys. Well, how bout this. We can do ourselves a little fixit, here: I'll give you these bullets, and you give me… your toes. Liter: My what? Dominican Joe: Your toes, mate! Those little wriggly guys on the end of your feet. Come on, who needs those? Besides, you get to swap them out for lightning bullets. Pretty cool, huh? Liter: I use those to walk though. Dominican Joe: Nah mate, come off it. You don't walk on your toes, you walk on those big flat guys behind them. I'm not asking for the flat guys, those don't do me any good. But I can make something happen with the little wrigglers. Liter: I… I think I'm probably good. Dominican Joe: Ah, a real bummer. Well, how's this - take this here coin, and if you ever need me to show up with me shop here, just pop this bad boy in any crack in the ole wall you find out there, aye? Dominican Joe hands Liter a small brass coin. Liter: Yeah, uh, thanks. Dominican Joe: You got it, mate! The party continues to navigate through the maze, crossing several obstacles as they do. Occasionally The Face will appear to vent its frustration at them, and then disappear shortly afterwards. They approach a wide chamber with a domed roof covered in various foliage. As they enter, they see a large feline-esque creature with a woman's face sitting in the center of the room. The door shuts behind them, and the feline creature turns to face them. Feline Creature: Hello, travelers. I am The Dreamer. Welcome to my lair. Cairo: Are you supposed to be a sphinx? The Dreamer: I- uh, no. My understanding is that a sphinx was not in the budget. I am a Catagan. Like a sphinx, but fewer component parts. Franko: So what's the deal here, then. The Dreamer: There are five of you, so I will give you three riddles, each more complicated and devious than the last. You have, ostensibly, five chances to solve these three riddles. If you muck it up, I'll eat one of you. So don't muck it up. Vice: Look, I'm not about to get eaten by a cat. Can't we just go around? There has to be another path past this thing. The Dreamer: There is not. If you try to go around, you're going to be walking for like, months. It's a big labyrinth. The only way into the inner circle is this way, or another way on the far side of the labyrinth. However, that side is guarded by a Dogenever, which is much more of the stabby-bitey variety than the more toned-down riddles thing I've got going on here. Franko: Don't think we have much of a choice here, boys and girls. Cairo, you want to go first? Cairo: Yeah, I guess. (She steps forward) Alright. Let's hear the riddle. The Dreamer begins to shimmer slightly, bands of blue color pulsing down its cream-colored fur. After a moment it stops, and the creature opens its eyes. The Dreamer: A boy and a doctor go fishing. The boy is the doctor's son, but the doctor is not the boy's father. Who is the doctor? (Silence) Cairo: Is that… is that it? The Dreamer: Yes. Liter: Damn, that's a tricky one. Who is the doctor? Cairo: I- it's the mother. The doctor is the boy's mother. The Dreamer: Ah, dammit. I thought I would've gotten one of you with that one. Dance: I think you would've. (Side-eyes Liter) The Dreamer: Alright, very well. Next riddle. (Pauses, shimmers again) What do an island, and the letter "T" have in common? (Silence) Vice: Huh, so these are sort of shitty riddles, aren't they? The Dreamer: HEY. (Turns and snaps at Vice, who jumps backwards) Nobody asked you. Vice: Sorry. Cairo: Alright, alright, it's that they're both in the middle of water. Because the T, in water, and also islands. I've heard this riddle a thousand times. The Dreamer: Damn, you did it again. You done went and did the damn thing again. I am absolutely gadzooked. Franko: Alright, let's wrap this up. Cairo: Last one, let's hear it. The Dreamer: What becomes wetter the more it dries? Cairo: I- uh… (pauses) a dryer? The Dreamer: WRONG. (Eats Cairo) Vice: Holy fuck. Dance: Oh Christ I'm going to be sick. Franko: God dammit. Liter, get up there. Liter: But I- Franko: You can do it, big guy. For the team. Liter: Well, ok. Uh, wetter the more it dries… wetter the more it dries… is this a dead bedroom joke? The Dreamer: (Moves to attack Liter, but hesitates) Is that your answer? Liter: No no no no, it definitely is not. (Pauses) Oh. Oh, I got it. It's a towel. Cause it dries you, but then it gets wetter. It's a towel! The Dreamer: (Sighs) Ah, shit. Alright, fine, it's all yours. Feel free to pass through. Franko: Where is Cairo? The sound of a slight muffled struggle emanates from within The Dreamer. Moments later, the incorporeal form of ATL-2 Cairo appears through the side of the entity. Cairo: I am now a ghost, I guess. This is a weird maze. Franko: It's fucking stupid, let's keep going. The team proceeds down through the chamber and into the hallway beyond. After a short time, they come to a split in the hallway. Two male figures, one dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and the other in a bathrobe, stand in front of each of the pathways. Notably, the letter "S" is embroidered on their clothing. Franko: Alright, what do we have here. Man on Left: Hola, viajeros. Me llamo Señor Honestidad. Este es mi hermano, Señor Deshonestidad. Detrás de nosotros hay dos caminos, y solo uno conduce al santuario interior. Sin embargo, solo tienen una pregunta que nos pueden hacer para determinar qué ruta es la correcta. El otro camino es muy peligroso, así que tengan cuidado con lo que decidan preguntar. Vice: Come again? Franko: Ah, shit. Alright, do any of you speak Spanish? Liter: Hrmmmmmm… I took Spanish in middle school. I could give it a shot. Franko: That's it? Nobody else here speaks any Spanish? The rest of the team shakes their heads. Franko sighs. Franko: Alright Liter, give it a shot. Liter steps forward and clears his throat. Liter: Hola. Me llamo Liter. ¿Cómo estás? Man on Right: Estoy bien, gracias. Liter nods knowingly. Liter: I have managed to establish a line of communication. I will begin now with some inquiries. (Pauses) ¿Hay una fiesta en mis pantalones y estás invitado? Man on Left: ¿Qué? Vice: (To Cairo phantom) Did he just say something about a party in his pants? Liter: Hang on, hang on. Let me try again. Queremos ir al interior. ¿Dónde debemos ir? Man on Left: Vengan por aquí. Este es el camino hacia el círculo interior. Man on Right: No no, no escuchen a esta trucha. Vengan por este camino, este es el camino de verdad. Liter: (Nods sagely) Ok. I think I've got it. They're saying that they're… brothers, and that we can only ask one question of them to see which path to go down. Franko: Alright, ok. So what did you ask? Liter: What path should we go down. Franko: (Pauses) Alright… and what did they say? Liter: They each said their own hallway. (Strokes chin) Very mysterious. Franko: Goddammit Liter you moron, this is some kind of mind bender and you went and bucked up our only chance to get some decent intel about this. Christ. You might as well have asked them their names. Liter: Oh, no, they already told us those. This guy on the left is Mr. Honesty, and his brother there is Mr. Dishonesty. Silence. Dance: Why is Mr. Dishonesty wearing a bathrobe? Man on Right: Es un hombre deshonesto que sale de su casa sin nada entre sus genitales y el aire libre, excepto una delgada capa de tela. Franko: Mr. Honesty is the one on the left? Liter: Correct. Franko: (Sighs) Alright. Let's go that way. Good job, Liter. The team continues forward for a short time, crossing many other smaller obstacles and fending off minor aggression from some strange fauna along the way. After an hour passes, they come across a man in a blue bathrobe standing in the middle of a four-way junction, looking anxiously at a piece of paper in his hand. The man is wearing a blue top hat with a white star on the front, as well as a pair of oversized wire-framed glasses. As the party approaches, he turns towards them with a start. Unknown Individual: Whoa there, slow your roll chief. Don't get any closer, I'm warning you. Ghost of Cairo: Or what? Unknown Individual: Or I'll kick your ass, asshole! Franko: Hang on now. I recognize that nasally timbre. You're the face in the wall. The Face suddenly appears on a nearby wall. The Face: UNFORTUNATELY NOT YOU DUMB FISH. I SPRUNG FULL FORMED FROM THE MIND OF THIS BRILLIANT MAN STANDING BEFORE YOU. HE IS THE WORLD'S PREMIERE ARCHITECT OF THE ARCANE AND UNCANNY. HE IS THE MASTERMIND BEHIND THE TURNING OF THE WORLD'S WHEELS. HE IS- Vice: Lost, by the looks of it. Silence. Unknown Individual: Well, uh… well… uh… yes. Franko: So you're Yancy then, yeah? Yancy Wondertainment: Excuse you. I'll not have you referring to me by my slave name. I am Professor Amazementopia, toy maker extraordinaire. Liter: Is this supposed to be a toy? The Face: IT'S A TOY. Yancy Wondertainment: It's not really a- uh, it's more like a prototype, you know, like- The Face: IT'S A PROTOTYPE. Yancy Wondertainment: Yes, alright, calm down Eugene. Look, I am a skilled craftsman, this much is true. You've no doubt here because you've heard of my accomplishments and desired to seek out my masterpiece for yourself. Franko: No, we're just here for the loot at the center of the maze. Honestly, I'd forgotten your name until a few minutes ago. Rest of the team concurs. Yancy Wondertainment appears put-out. Yancy Wondertainment: Well look, some of us don't have the luxury and near-infinite resources afforded to those real Wondertainments. I could've had that, you know. It was mine, but the "Board of Directors" gave me the end-around and now I'm down here dealing with this mess. Look at it! It's a sprawling heap. I built this stupid thing and now I'm stuck in it. The Face: WOW BOSS THIS IS BOTH ENLIGHTENING AND EXISTENTIALLY DEVASTATING. Yancy Wondertainment: I could get out myself, but I'm trying to get to the center of the maze too. I've recently discovered that there are lewd photographs of the Board of Directors in a file folder there, and I'm going to get them, copy them, and then post them to my Wordpress blog for all to see. That'll show them not to fuck with Yancy diPettito-Cortez Wondertainment. Silence. Yancy Wondertainment: You already knew about the pictures though, didn't you. Franko: Yep. Yancy Wondertainment: You probably heard about them from that putz Sebastian Fitchingsley, didn't you. Franko: Mmhmmm. Yancy Wondertainment: And you're here to get them before I do. Franko: That's basically everything, yes. Silence. Yancy Wondertainment: Well, boys, it's been a lot of fun catching up, bu- RUN EUGENE, SCAMPER AWAY! The Face: (Shrieking) Yancy Wondertainment and The Face flee from the group. The group pursues them. Vice: Christ, he's pretty quick for a guy in a bathrobe. Dance: What is it with bathrobes in this place? The team follows the hallway until it opens up into a large chamber. In front of them is a long, narrow stone bridge over a massive gorge. Yancy Wondertainment is halfway across. As they enter the chamber, he looks back to see them. Yancy Wondertainment: Ah shit, they're on me. Quick, Eugene, do something! Several large scythes appear from out of the darkness above. They swing down towards the bridge, and as they come into view The Face is visible on the flat sides of the scythes. The Face: DON'T WORRY BOSS, I'LL- (voice fades as scythes disappear back into the darkness above) Liter: What? The Face: (Voice grows louder as the scythes descend again) -YOU PROUD OF ME. Franko: Oh fuck this. Cairo, spooky yourself on up there and follow him. Vice, Liter, Dance. You're with me. The Ghost of Cairo crosses the bridge unimpeded. As the rest of the party approaches, the blades swing down again and they are forced to pause as they pass. This happens twice more. Franko: There, we- A large stone column falls from the ceiling and crashes into Franko, killing him instantly. On the side of the column is The Face, which winces as it hits the bridge. The Face: WHOOPSY POOPSY. The bridge beneath the remaining three begins to collapse from the weight of the column, which falls off to the side and into the gorge. Liter and Vice run forward and jump, and both reach back and grab Dance in time to steady her as the bridge behind them collapses. As they finish crossing the bridge, the Ghost of Franko appears beside them. Ghost of Franko: Fuck! They continue running in pursuit of Yancy Wondertainment. They pass a long wall full of arrow slots, each in the shape of The Face's mouth. As they sprint down the hallway next to the wall, they are peppered by cardboard arrows. Vice: Are these- are these arrows cardboard? Yancy Wondertainment: (From an adjacent passageway) Look, not everyone has billion dollar budgets, ok?! This is the sort of shit I'm talking about - these unrealistic expectations on toy makers really sour the pudding for the rest of us! Dance: This guy has some stuff to work out. The Ghost of Cairo appears through the wall next to them. Ghost of Cairo: Yeah the guy is nuts. The team rounds a corner and find Yancy Wondertainment standing in front of three doors. He throws open the door on his right and enters. The five team members enter the door. On the other side of the door they see that they are no longer in the labyrinth. They are standing on the foothills of a mountain range stretching far to the north. The sky overhead is dark and cloudy. There are no signs of living vegetation anywhere nearby - the only other things standing are the burnt out husks of dead trees. Nearby they see the charred remains of many large, black, vaguely insectoid creatures. Franko: Hang on- what the fuck is this? In the distance they see a small tower stretching impossibly high into the clouds. As they try to observe it from where they are standing, they see Yancy Wondertainment sprinting at them. Yancy Wondertainment: Run! Get out! We shouldn't be here! The distinct sound of an animal chattering is heard all around them. Temperature sensors on all the operatives' body armor registers a distinct increase. Suddenly the sky above the tower turns bright orange, and above the clouds a pillar of flame appears. It arcs across the sky, dissolving the clouds as it passes. The chattering increases in volume as the pillar of fire, nearly a kilometer wide, descends on them. The entire party and Yancy Wondertainment scramble quickly through the doorway and slam it closed behind them. Dance: Yo what the fuck was that? Yancy Wondertainment stands as if to speak, but instead sprints through another door. The team follows. They enter a long, spiraling stone hallway full of branching connections to other parts of the labyrinth. Through a large glass window they can see a wide courtyard at the center of the spiral, where a small pile of artifacts is resting. One of the artifacts appears to be a plain grey filing cabinet. Vice: Shit, there it is! Let's go! The team runs down the spiraling hallway, occasionally cutting through offshoot hallways to keep pace with Yancy. They reach a final tunnel that opens into the large, circular courtyard, though Yancy is still several paces in front of them. Yancy Wondertainment: Yes! Yes! I did it! The crotch shots are mine! Blackmail ahoy! He is knocked sideways by the sudden appearance of Dominican Joe, who appears from out of the ground where Liter threw the coin he had been given earlier. Dominican Joe: G'day mates! Welcome back to me shop. What can I do for you? Filing cabinet, post recovery. The team runs past Dominican Joe. Vice opens the filing cabinet and begins to hurriedly flip through the folders therein. After a moment, he pulls out a manila folder. Vice: Got it! I got it! The entire labyrinth begins to shake. On the far wall of the courtyard, the stone begins to come apart from the rest of the structure in the form of a massive stone golem. As the golem's body begins to form, the team sees that the golem has The Face's face. The Face: OH NO. I DON'T THINK SO. YOU CHUCKLE FUCKS DON'T GET TO JUST WALTZ IN HERE, INSULT MY VERY GOOD SONG, KICK MY DAD IN THE DICK AND THEN SKEDADDLE. I'M GOING TO TAKE THESE BIG ROCKS THAT ARE MY HANDS AND TURN YOU INTO POWDERED DUDE. Suddenly, a bullet pings off of the front of The Face. The team hesitates, then immediately ducks for cover as a bolt of lightning arcs across the courtyard and into The Face's shoulder, causing the rock to crumble and explode. The massive entity stumbles backwards. The Face: WHOA NELLY. WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT? Liter hobbles forwards. It is clear that he has sold his toes to Dominican Joe. The Face: HEY THERE BIG GUY, HOW ABOUT WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS FOR A SECOND, EH? DON'T WANT TO THROW AWAY THIS SPECIAL THING WE'VE GOT, DO YOU? YOU REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES, RIGHT? RIGHT? Liter: Man, fuck this dude. Liter fires three more times, sending three more bolts of lightning streaking across the courtyard towards The Face. The rocks making up its body crumble and the golem collapses. Dancing, multicolored lights appear overhead and loud music begins to play from somewhere above the labyrinth. Airhorns are heard over the din. Vice: Did we win? Is that it? Yancy Wondertainment: Goddammit. Goddammit. I get this goddamn close to really having something I can whap those board fuckers in the dick with, and you all show up to ruin it. Ghost of Franko: I mean, you had to have known that we were going to get involved here. You can't just stuff a giant extraspatial maze underneath a pizza shop and expect us to not notice. Yancy Wondertainment: Well how am I supposed to know that? I've never had to deal with you Foundation jerkoffs before. It's not my fault that I- Yancy is cut off as a line appears in the air near them. From the line appear several other lines, crossing each other and connecting to form a doorway, which materializes once the lines come together. The doorway opens, and out of it steps Sebastian Fitchingsley and an older, Caucasian male in a black suit with a gold and purple tie. A small "W" is pinned to his jacket. Fitchingsley: Ah, salutations and hello my friends! So good to see you. I am Sebastian Juneaux Malthuzan Hermano y Konquistadito Vanabulous Extraordinariorion Frank Fitchingsley, Marketing Director for Dr. Wondertainment Inc. This is- Yancy Wondertainment: Bertrand. The fuck do you think you're doing here? Dr. Wondertainment: Just cleaning up your mess, Yancy. No need for hard feelings, we've all had rocky starts to our careers. Dance: Hang on, you're-? Dr. Wondertainment: Bertrand Wondertainment, yes. A pleasure. (To Yancy) This was silly, Yancy. You've built a death trap down here, not a toy. We're toymakers. I understand your desire to be independent, but this is not the way you should go about it. Yancy Wondertainment: I don't desire to be independent, Bertrand. I desire to be Dr. Wondertainment! It's mine by right! If Isabel is predisposed then it falls to me, it shouldn't roll back to you! Dr. Wondertainment: (Sighs) We shouldn't do this here, Yancy. Let's go home, and we can talk this out. Yancy Wondertainment: I'm not going home, dad. I'm Professor Amazementopia, and I'm going to be the best goddamn toymaker in the fucking omniverse. You just watch. There is a flash, and Yancy disappears. Dr. Wondertainment: My apologies. Yancy has always been a hot-headed boy - he's not so dissimilar from Isabel. (Pauses) You have the file folder? Vice: Uh, yeah. Here. (Hands over the file folder) Dr. Wondertainment: (Bows) Thank you. I won't ever understand why the board decided to keep something this foul lying around where it can be scooped up by vindictive heirs. Fitchingsley: Thank you so much, friends. We appreciate this more than you know. Dr. Wondertainment: Maybe think about this, Sebastian, before you go around snapping any more pictures of your johnson. Fitchingsley: Yes sir, sincerest apologies. Dr. Wondertainment: Very well. Thank you again, friends, and if you happen to run into Yancy again please do be patient with him. He means well, I believe. He's just an asshole. Dr. Wondertainment and Sebastian Fitchingsley enter through the door again. As it closes, the door disappears. Silence. Liter: So how do we get ou- A large shadow obscures the entire group as a massive stone disc falls on them from the darkness above the labyrinth. In the final seconds before their cameras are destroyed, the team recognizes The Face on the bottom of the disc. The Face: EAT MY ASS, CHUMPS. All remaining team members are killed instantly. Moments later, the entire team appears at the entrance to the labyrinth, naked and without their belongings, save for the filing cabinet. Vice: Fuck. Footnotes 1. This can include personal possessions, debts, bodily functions, and personality characteristics, among others. 2. For the purposes of navigating SCP-4390 the "party" can be considered anyone who enters SCP-4390 within a reasonable window of time. 3. Phantoms are incapable of speech in most situations where they would be able to answer riddles, but are not bound from pantomime or charades. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4390" by djkaktus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4390. 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-4391	esoteric-class	Item #: Periapsis Special Containment Procedures: Intersection Events occur within Depth Zone 10 of the Marianas Trench, epicenter positioned in the peripheral vision of all personnel stationed at Outpost STYGIA. Any form of physical containment for the events or the Periapsis itself is existentially impossible. No timing is necessary for monitoring Intersections — the dates are simply Known. On the arrival of the Periapsis, personnel may do as they wish. It does not impact us. Description: The Periapsis is a semantically surreal hyperobject. In-depth description through the quantifiable is impossible — too many lights for any mind to keep track of. Significant details are only conveyed through the sensory imagery and synaptic confusion of individuals as they witness Periapsis. Intersection Events are the hours when the Periapsis arrives. The object is perpetually skipped across the waters bounding physicality, tossed by a hand which withdrew before the concepts to describe its actions ever existed. Like clockwork the object's momentum declines, skipping at slower and slower paces until surface tension gives way and it drops into our murky reality. There it blooms. Vast, kaleidoscopic imagery, spreading outwards into cosmic petals that brush across our neurons and the extra senses we were never taught at birth. It paints rainbows over our memories.1 As soon as it begins to unfurl it leaves. Its downwards plunge resumes unimpeded, exiting and drifting out of our perception into layers of existence far below ours. It is lost. We do not attempt to guess at what comes next. Layers of the universe exist which are beyond the tools we use to make sense of it, so far gone that attempting to analyze their events is like attempting to predict the weather on a planet galaxies away. There is only a single certainty: at the push of some ethereal force, some rushing current, the object is propelled back above the water. Momentum is imparted. It arcs through the air, glances against the surface, pushes off, and resumes it skipping motion. Like clockwork, the cycle repeats. Like clockwork, we witness it again. Unlike objects native to our reality, the Periapsis lacks a coherent identity. Instead of being grounded to one being it is hundreds all at once, contradictory by our standards of existence but all glimpses of the same whole. These identities include: A star that fell from someone else's constellation. A chain of causality set off during the universe's birth, which will only conclude at its end. A flowing tangle of limbs, waving in the deep sea waters, cracking at the joints to sprout new branches of arms and new stems of hands, all reaching out for a rare experience of physical contact. A lost child, searching for its mother. Vibrant chunks of flaked-off paint. Interlocking cathedrals of scratched glasswork and singed paintings. Slideshows of blurred, indistinct childhood memories, smoldering with the embers of a faded warmth. A higher-dimensional storm formation that blows aimlessly through our existence. Lightning strikes at the waters of the Marianas as it passes. 100 polaroid photos of a dim hallway. Blurriness suggests rapid forwards movement but the position of the door at its end remains at a constant, fixed distance from the photographer. The brightest burning plasma in the universe, dimming. 1,000 unanswered letters. Galaxies and starfields which cascade into each other and collapse into a violent singularity. Uncountable unanswered cries. Skin shed by something greater.2 Nostalgia. Longing. God.3 All attempts at raising our voice to the object, ritual or otherwise, have failed; it is likely that none ever can. The Periapsis does not ask for attention. The Periapsis does not ask for worship. It asks for nothing; nothing but an implicit desire to be left alone. To be ignored. With no power to interact, we reluctantly accept. Footnotes 1. We never needed the old ones in the first place. 2. Notice from Outpost STYGIA Head Staff: She's never coming back. 3. Unremarkably. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "Periapsis" by NatVoltaic, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4391. 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-4392	safe	A portion of SCP-4392’s interior. Item #: SCP-4392 Special Containment Procedures: All personnel stationed at Site-26 are to be aware of the location and properties of SCP-4392. Signs reminding staff of SCP-4392 and its properties should be positioned in any hallway featuring an entrance into SCP-4392, with particular emphasis near said entrances. Staff should be courteous towards other staff who will access SCP-4392, taking its anomalous properties into consideration. Cleaning and repair staff may disregard SCP-4392 at their own discretion. Description: SCP-4392 is a region encompassing the staff break room located on floor 3 of Site-26. Hume readings within the boundaries of SCP-4392 are universally above 1,500 humes, varying by up to 30 humes per second. To date, no compliant reality bender has been capable of altering or stabilising these levels, nor has any quantity of Scranton Reality Anchors. Of particular note is that SCP-4392 will undo any changes to its interior that deviate from its perceived norm, including the damage, repair, addition and/or removal of furniture. This includes: Consuming food from the fridge, which will replenish after an indeterminate period; Dirtied dishes and cutlery used by staff reappearing clean in appropriate areas, with the exception of the plate located in the northern sink, which will instead remanifest there dirtied if cleaned. Cleaning the curried egg present on the auburn recliner, which will reappear when an individual sits on the chair; Faucets and machines dispensing appropriate liquids even if disconnected from infrastructure and/or not restocked; The addition or removal of rubbish from the bin – newly introduced waste will disappear, however pre-extant waste will remanifest when removed; Repairing or removing the destroyed coffee table, which will reappear in a state of disrepair while unobserved; Attempts to remove the odour of Arabian Mocha coffee. SCP-4392 will infrequently accept new alterations, permanently incorporating them into its environment.1 It is currently unclear what prompts this. If SCP-4392 is unused for several minutes, duplicates of on-site personnel will manifest within SCP-4392. These personnel – designated SCP-4392-1 – are unable to leave the boundaries of SCP-4392, demanifesting if they attempt to do so; they are otherwise mundane, exhibiting no abnormal properties or awareness, and behaving in a manner expectable from the duplicated personnel under similar circumstances. SCP-4392-1 instances are typically oblivious of their status as an SCP-4392-1 instance until notified of it, and will engage in mundane actions throughout SCP-4392 if unobstructed; these actions will inevitably conclude with an attempt to leave SCP-4392. Footnotes 1. The aforementioned coffee table is an example of this.
SCP-4393	neutralized	Colored and restored image of SCP-4393. Item No: SCP-4393 Special Containment Procedures: Irrelevant, see Incident 23/5/1959. Open Archived Containment Procedures Close Archived Containment Procedures SCP-4393 is to be contained in standard containment chamber in Site-125 and is to be continuously provided with a fresh supply of square paper measuring 15 x 15 centimeters. Only paper below 50 g/m² can be given to SCP-4393, to slow down the rate of degradation. Any attempt to unfold the entity is prohibited as it may cause unforeseen irreversible damage. All SCP-4393-1 instances are to be captured and stored in a standard, airtight, padded containment chamber. Description: SCP-4393 is a sentient origami crane made of matte golden paper, showing visible wear and degradation, particularly at its creases. SCP-4393 is capable of flight and spends most of its time searching for paper suitable for the creation of origami cranes. SCP-4393 uses its two relatively manipulative pointed wings to fold the paper accordingly. Depending on the paper’s thickness and due to its lack of dextrous digits, the creation of one origami crane will take SCP-4393 two to five hours to finish. Origami cranes folded by SCP-4393 become sentient and will be collectively referred to as SCP-4393-1. Instances are capable of flight and will immediately attempt to escape upon gaining sentience. All SCP-4393-1 instances have the physical properties of paper and can be easily destroyed, either deliberately or accidentally. Directly handling SCP-4393 or destroying an instance of SCP-4939-1 triggers an aggressive response from all instances of SCP-4939-1, marked by a mobbing1 behavior towards the personnel. However, due to their lack of physical strength, a single or group of SCP-4393-1 instances poses no immediate danger and can easily be removed and contained. Contained SCP-4393-1 instances will continually collide with the walls of their containment cell, possibly in an attempt to escape. Instances will repeat this behavior until they are immobilized by the damage caused. If SCP-4393 is prevented from creating SCP-4939-1 instances, it will display self-destructive behavior similar to that of previously created instances in containment. Restricting its movement also triggers destructive behavior, resulting in tears and further degradation particularly at its creases. SCP-4393 was discovered on December 25, 1955, when a researcher caught SCP-4393 using a document to create an SCP-4393-1 instance. As of 3/4/1957, there are a total of 3958 contained SCP-4393-1 instances created by SCP-4393. Colored and restored image of Incident 23/5/1959 showing the SCP-4393-1 swarm. Incident 23/5/1959: On 23/5/1958 at exactly 19:55, SCP-4393 ceased movement and was confirmed to be neutralized, possibly due to substantial degradation. Prior to this, SCP-4393 was in the process of folding another SCP-4393-1 instance. Immediately after its neutralization, all contained SCP-4393-1 instances were observed to halt their movement and began dropping on the floor. Several seconds later, all instances began shaking before flying and aggregating in the center of its containment chamber. The rotating swarm of SCP-4393-1 instances accelerated before simultaneously colliding with and breaking the wall of its chamber, resulting in the destruction of nearly a third of the swarm. A Level 3 containment breach was issued. The escaped instances then proceeded to the location of SCP-4393 and incapacitated personnel through mobbing behavior. Four of the SCP-4393-1 instances approached and finished the uncompleted origami crane, which immediately gained sentience. The SCP-4393-1 instances began to aggregate again, with the inert SCP-4393 at their center. The aggregate momentarily collapsed in on itself creating a loud shockwave composed of multiple crane calls, which instantaneously caused all paper within 60 meters to fold itself into SCP-4393-1 instances. The swarm, estimated to be composed of nearly 20,000 SCP-4393-1 instances, began to move in a westerly direction at a speed of 1200 km/h, leaving the still inert SCP-4393. As most of the destroyed documents had digital backups, there was no substantial loss of data, however, the SCP-4393-1 instances made of confidential Foundation documents posed a significant security data risk which immediately upgraded the incident into a Level 7 Alpha-1 Containment Breach. Five Foundation aircraft intercepted and engaged the SCP-4393-1 swarm above the center of the Pacific Ocean resulting in the destruction of nearly half of the swarm. The surviving SCP-4393-1 instances began mobbing the aircraft, destroying three of them and severely damaging the other two, which were ordered to retreat. The surviving SCP-4393-1 instances continued their flight path which was observed to head towards the islands of Japan. Site-33 on Hokkaido, Japan was alerted of the oncoming swarm. Over a quarter of the SCP-4393-1 instances escaped a second attack launched from Site-33 and headed towards the Fukuoka Prefecture. The SCP-4393-1 instances gathered on the burial site of Sadako Sasaki2 before becoming inert. All the instances were removed and civilian witnesses were amnesticised. The incident was successfully covered-up with no further complications. Update SCP-4393: Prior to the permanent storage of SCP-4393, a text written by an unknown individual in Japanese was found within SCP-4393. Translated into English, the text is transcribed below. If a thousand cranes failed to save you, Maybe a thousand more may bring you back. Their hate may have taken you away, But our love to you will forever stay. May you be happy where you reside, Though I prefer you still being by my side. Footnotes 1. An antipredatory behavior utilized by several bird species in which individuals of prey species mob a predator by cooperatively attacking or harassing it. 2. A "hibakusha" – a Japanese term meaning "bomb-affected person". She is known for her attempt in curing her radiation-induced leukemia by folding a thousand origami cranes, which was believed to grant the folder a wish. Records state that she managed to fold over a thousand origami cranes before her eventual death on October 25, 1955, at the age of 12.
SCP-4394	euclid	SCP-4394-A in its solid state. Item #: SCP-4394 Special Containment Procedures: The current supply of SCP-4394-A is stored in sterile 200-liter drums. SCP-4394 and SCP-4394-B are each contained in separate humanoid containment cells. Description: SCP-4394 is Joaquin Marquez, a former concert pianist with an anomalous, viscous black fluid (SCP-4394-A) in place of blood. SCP-4394-A is composed mainly of proteins and organic polymers. When cooled below its freezing point (1.19 °C), a quantity of liquid SCP-4394-A crystallizes into a proportionally sized, functional grand piano. For example, freezing a few drops of SCP-4394-A will result in a piano roughly 1 cm wide. When ingested, SCP-4394-A will pass through the digestive tract unchanged, but may cause mild nausea. However, SCP-4394-A possesses narcotic and mutagenic properties when injected intravenously. While under the influence of SCP-4394-A, subjects experience a noted increase in creativity and productivity, as well as a heightened sense of hearing. SCP-4394-A is moderately addictive; its effects increase in potency before plateauing and tapering off as the body develops tolerance. When administered intravenously, SCP-4394-A gradually converts the blood, lymph, and cochlear fluid into itself over a period of 6-8 weeks. The conversion process can be accelerated by continued injections. Following full conversion of fluids, SCP-4394-A subjects report auditory hallucinations of constant piano music and an indistinct male human voice; otherwise, SCP-4394-A functions indistinguishably from the original bodily fluids. SCP-4394 was discovered bound in the basement of one Mackenzie Lawrence (now SCP-4394-B) who had been extracting and injecting SCP-4394-A for an estimated seven months. Other objects found in the basement include: Original and unfinished sheet music composed by SCP-4394. Partial and whole instruments owned or used by SCP-4394 at various points in his life, including one grand piano whose lid had been carved with a depiction of SCP-4394's face. Several thousand photographs of SCP-4394, dating over a period of 19 years. The body of SCP-4394's high school music teacher. SCP-4394 and SCP-4394-B were subsequently contained and administered psychiatric treatment. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4394" by Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4394. 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: pianoliquidation.JPG Name: Steinway Vienna 002.JPG Author: Gryffindor License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons
SCP-4395	safe	Item #: SCP-4395 Special Reintegration Procedures: In accordance with the Pseudohuman Rights Act of 2013, SCP-4395 was declassified and released back into the public on 13/09/2013. In order to prevent her anomalous properties from bringing harm to civilians, the following procedures have been devised and enacted by the Reintegration Committee. SCP-4395 is to wear a personalized Temple Obfuscation Suit at all times when in public. The only occasions on which SCP-4395 is permitted to remove this suit is for personal grooming purposes, and SCP-4395 is to be completely alone on these occasions. The Temple Obfuscation Suit is designed such that all other bodily functions are facilitated without needing to remove it, and so removal of the suit is not authorized for these purposes. In order to prevent observers from creating a definitive image of SCP-4395 in their minds, a gelatinous outer shell on the Temple Obfuscation Suit is to change shape to a random setting every three hours. Note that this change of shape is aesthetic only, and does not effect the actual functions of the Temple Obfuscation Suit. SCP-4395 is to meet with Reintegration Officer Mitre once a month in order to monitor her progress. Description: SCP-4395 is a twenty-two year old woman named Olivia Coltman, whose image has a negative anomalous effect on any organisms that visually observe her. Upon viewing SCP-4395, or a representation of her, the viewing organism will assume a form matching that of SCP-4395. In cases where said organism already has a similar appearance to SCP-4395, this process does not present a significant threat to life; however, in cases where the organism has significant aesthetic differences or an entirely different bodily configuration, death is exceedingly common due to the redistribution of mass that occurs. Although hiding SCP-4395's physical body with concealing clothing can neutralize this anomalous property for a time, once observers come to permanently associate this new appearance with SCP-4395, the anomalous property will reactivate and transform observing organisms into a biological equivalent of said new appearance. SCP-4395 was recovered at the age of eight following an incident at Bluewater Falls Elementary School, Louisiana, which resulted in the deaths of six teachers and eight students, also requiring that substantial plastic surgery be performed on a further fifty-two students. Meeting Log 4395-80: Full record of all reintegration meetings is available from the Foundation Central Archives upon request from government or law enforcement agencies, depending on the nature of said request. Meeting was conducted in Reintegration Officer Mitre's car outside SCP-4395's residence. <Begin Log> SCP-4395: Been a while. RO Mitre: Mm. How have you been? SCP-4395: Alright. You? RO Mitre: There was some difficulty in San Fransisco. I'm sure you've seen the news. SCP-4395: Paradise Fell, right? RO Mitre: Right. Yes. Have you had any trouble with them? (Pause.) SCP-4395: I get a few funny looks when I walk down the street, but, uh, that might just be because of this, you know? (gestures to Temple Obfuscation Suit) RO Mitre: Yes, I understand. Have you been keeping a low profile? (Pause.) SCP-4395: Are you listening, Mike? I look like a goddamn deep sea diver. And people are extra wary of suits like these now, after, you know… RO Mitre: The Queens Massacre. SCP-4395: (quietly) Can we not talk about that? (Three hour mark. Temple Obfuscation Suit's outer layer changes shape.) RO Mitre: Antlers? SCP-4395: You know I don't get a say in this. It's not the most, uh, the most convenient thing in the world, you know, walking through doors when I end up with something like this. I get why, but even the other suits don't change like this. RO Mitre: It's necessary for you to live in public. (SCP-4395 sighs and leans back in her seat, causing the in-suit microphone to peak slightly.) SCP-4395: And what a life it is. When do you think someone last saw my face? It's been years, I think. One of those prisoners you'd bring in front of me now and then. RO Mitre: I wasn't directly involved with that. SCP-4395: Y'know what I mean, idiot. RO Mitre: Mm. SCP-4395: You know … with your, uh, condition, you could probably look at me no problem. From what you've told me, you probably don't count as a living creature anymore. RO Mitre: Probably I could, yes. SCP-4395: (surprised) Oh! (Pause.) RO Mitre: But I'd rather not risk it. SCP-4395: Oh. Okay. (Pause.) RO Mitre: Sorry. SCP-4395: Yeah. Yeah, it's no problem, don't worry about it. RO Mitre: So. Is there anything else you need to tell me for this month? SCP-4395: No, I, ah, I can't think of anything. RO Mitre: Alright. Same time next month? (Pause.) SCP-4395: (sighs) Yeah, same time next month. <End Log> In an attempt to boost morale, Reintegration Officer Mitre sent a box of chocolates to SCP-4395's residence following this meeting. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4395" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4395. 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-4396	keter	2/4396 LEVEL 2/4396 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4396 Keter Image of SCP-4396 taken by a member of MTF Lambda-4. Special Containment Procedures: Members of MTF Lambda-4 ("Birdwatchers") are to be stationed at various major population centers across the globe so as to respond to any reports of SCP-4396 or SCP-4396-1. Upon any occurrence of SCP-4396, agents are to investigate the area and discern the location of it and/or its target. Victims of SCP-4396 are to be administered either Class A or Class B amnestics as necessary. Description: SCP-4396 is a large peacock (pavo muticus) that appears malnourished and decrepit. It is completely desaturated in color, and is missing a feather from its tail1. The behavior of SCP-4396 is predictable, and primarily revolves around the specimen attempting to retrieve SCP-4396-1. SCP-4396-1 is a feather from the tail of a peacock that will teleport to a random person anywhere on the planet, designated as SCP-4396-A. Once it is in somebody's possession, they may only be rid of it by purposefully returning it to SCP-4396; attempting to discard, destroy, or abandon SCP-4396-1 will always result in its return to the target. SCP-4396-A share a common trend of having lost something, or someone, of significant importance to their lives. Once SCP-4396-1 has transported to SCP-4396-A, SCP-4396 will begin moving in search of its recovery. SCP-4396 itself has only been observed to walk throughout the duration of its search, and is not known to utilize any supernatural means as it travels. However, when subjected to any conditions in which escape would be impossible for any ordinary being, such as being confined in a solid metal containment vessel or being otherwise restrained, it will inexplicably bypass any obstacles and continue on its way. SCP-4396 will persist until it arrives at SCP-4396-A’s location, at which point it will begin to pester them into returning SCP-4396-1. SCP-4396 will act confrontational towards SCP-4396-A, engaging in attacks until the feather is returned. These attacks are typically harmless, and it is believed that the specimen does not wish to hurt the targets2. Due to the victims being unaware of the methods of appeasing SCP-4396, they often try to flee the specimen and sometimes even their place of residence, which only leads to prolonged encounters with the specimen. If SCP-4396-1 is successfully returned by SCP-4396-A, SCP-4396 will take it in its beak. Upon doing so, it will revert to the size of a typical peacock, and its natural coloration will be restored as it interacts with SCP-4396-1. It will coo happily, and demonstrate other behaviors associated with pleasure and delight. Eventually, SCP-4396 will leave the area with SCP-4396-1 still in its beak. It is not known where SCP-4396 goes after leaving the victim, but some time later SCP-4396-1 selects a new target and the cycle repeats. Interview Log 4396-A1 Interviewee: Clyde Bonnet, previous target who successfully delivered SCP-4396-1 to SCP-4396 Interviewer: Doctor Flynn, Foundation psychologist Foreword: Mr. Bonnet was taken into custody after making a post on social media detailing his experience with SCP-4396. The post was taken down by Foundation staff, and Mr. Bonnet was set for an interview, prior to being administered low level amnestics. [Begin Log] Bonnet: Why am I here? Who are you people? Flynn: We just want to ask you some questions about your experience with the peacock. Bonnet: Is that what this is about?! Look, I’m not crazy I- Flynn: Nobody ever said you were crazy, we just need to ask you a few things. Your cooperation would be much appreciated. The sooner you do, the sooner we can both get out of here. Bonnet: Ok, fine, ok… What do you want? Flynn: Could you please tell us about yourself, Mr. Bonnet? Bonnet: My name is Clyde Bonnet. I am 39 years old, and I work as a geology teacher in ████ High School, ████, Oregon. Flynn: (Takes a moment to jot down the essential details) Great. Now would you mind telling us a little about your family situation? Bonnet: (He winces slightly, and shifts in his seat) Actually, I'd rather not. Flynn: It’s completely fine if you aren’t comfortable divulging such information. You should know, however, that it could really help us understand the nature of this occurrence. Bonnet: Fine, I guess. Where should I start? Flynn: Wherever you’d prefer, Mr. Bonnet. (There is a long pause as Mr. Bonnet composes himself) Bonnet: I was seven years old when my parents died. One night there was a fire, and my dad grabbed me from my bed and brought me outside, to safety. He- he told me to stay, as he went back for my mom. Neither of them made it out… It’s haunted me ever since. Flynn: (Thinks for a short moment, then writes down something on his notepad) That’s awful, I’m sorry for your loss. Bonnet: I lived with my aunt and uncle in northern California after that, but it wasn’t really ever the same. I don't think I've ever fully recovered from it, really. Flynn: Is that all? Bonnet: (He hesitates, before continuing) My entire life was like this, on and off. It wasn't until 17 years ago when I experienced happiness for the first time again. I met this beautiful woman, and before long we were married.(He chuckles to himself) I guess you could say she was the world to me; I was nothing without her. (He smiles briefly, before starting to tear) It was perfect. Together we had a beautiful baby boy. Flynn: (Writing) Thank you, Mr Bonnet. This should be enough. You’re welcome to- Bonnet: No, there’s more… (He starts to cry; his hand is clenched in a fist on the interview desk) Flynn: That’s fine. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. Bonnet: My boy, My sweet, sweet boy… He was everything I could ever ask for in a son. Smart, kind, well-behaved, he always kept his grades up. But one night he just had to go and make that stupid mistake! H- He was only 13… Flynn: Mr. Bonnet… Bonnet: He fell in with the wrong crowd. Some teenagers offered to drive him to a party. That night, well, he didn’t come home that night, and then on the news… A fatal car crash not too far away, and he was there, listed among the victims. Just then, that’s when that damned feather showed up. Flynn: Oh? Bonnet: Five people were in that car the night of the crash. Four died. My son’s body was never found. (Takes a brief pause, as he collects himself) Then that horrible, mutated thing started terrorizing me. I tried to get away, but it was relentless. I didn’t know what to do. I was trapped. I had nothing left to live for, and then there was this monster coming after me. Flynn: Mr. Bonnet, this is some very valuable information, but- Bonnet: I’m almost done, please just… let me finish. I finally thought to give him what he wanted. I gave him the feather, and I- I watched him transform before my eyes. I mean, I don’t know, man. His sheer joy, his happiness. I guess what I’m trying to say is, in a way, I saw myself in him. For the first time in weeks, ever since the crash, I felt… happiness? I don’t know. Flynn: When was this? Bonnet: This all happened two days ago. Then your guys came and picked me up yesterday, and the rest, well, you know the rest. Flynn: Thank you for sharing this information with us, Mr. Bonnet. Bonnet: (Sniffling) Thank you. I needed to tell someone about everything that I’ve been through. I needed this. Flynn: (Nodding) I think this interview is just about concluded. We’ll bring you back to your chamber, and then we’ll send you on your way- (They are interrupted by the ringing of Mr. Bonnet’s cell phone. Neither of them recognize the number) Bonnet: It’s fine, I’ll call them back. Flynn: No, you should take it now. (Mr. Bonnet picks up the call. He sits there, listening, before his eyes widen and he covers his mouth.) Bonnet: Thank you. Thank you so much officer. I don’t know what I can say… Thank God! (He hangs up) Flynn: Who was that? Bonnet: It was a call from the local police office. God, they found my son. My boy’s alive! [End Log] Addendum: Interview Log 4396-A1 Close Addendum After the recording of Interview 4396-A1, subject Clyde Bonnet was administered B-Class amnestics and informed about the finding of his son. He was then brought to the ████ County Police Station, accompanied by Foundation staff. The officers there reported that his child was found laying unconscious on the porch of their house. When asked about his experience, his son explained that he was injured and unable to walk after the crash, but was just able to climb out of the wreckage of the vehicle before losing consciousness. He regained consciousness sometime the following day in the forests surrounding the site of the crash, recalling being hurt and not knowing where he was, before finding a trail of feathers. The trail led him back to his house where he was soon found by law enforcement. Footnotes 1. There is a visible gap in the tail when extended. 2. Attacks by SCP-4396 are shown to be reluctant, and are typically done out of frustration.
SCP-4397	euclid	SCP-4397 in its original location. Anomalous runes have been expunged. Item #: SCP-4397 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4397 is to be contained in a soundproof locker located at Armed Site 53. Site 53 is equipped with a greater number of armed personnel in order to prevent incursions by hostile forces. The locker of SCP-4397 in particular is to be guarded with several ritualistic shields1 in order to prevent members of GoI-301 from influencing SCP-4397 in any way. Testing may be scheduled with approval from the on-site HMCL director and the project head for SCP-4397, and may only occur in reinforced testing bunkers underneath Site 53. Only known Activation Phrases can be spoken to SCP-4397. Before testing any new possible Activation Phrases, they must be cross-referenced with the Avenomicon2 in order to assure that the consequences of activating SCP-4397 will not impact the Veil or any of the Foundation's other goals. A GPS-based tracking beacon has been attached to SCP-4397 for the purposes of relocation in the event of another theft incident. Description: SCP-4397 is an altar primarily composed of gold approximately 0.6 meters in height. SCP-4397 is decorated with imagery and text related to members of the Aves family3 and has several rings believed to have been used to hold a text of some kind. The back side of SCP-4397 contains a mosaic of two large birds, one made of fire4 and one made of dirt5 locked in combat. The position of characters in this mosaic have been noted to change from time to time6. When an Activation Phrase is spoken within earshot of SCP-4397, it will react by inciting a paranormal event. All Activation Phrases are in Avian Latin, an offshoot of Latin created by GoI-301 that can be spoken by birds. A full list of Activation Phrases are stored in Document 4397-NIGHTINGALE. Some examples of the anomalous effects of SCP-4397 include: Summoning one or more specimens of Corvus caurinus (Northwestern Crow) that will fulfill the summoner's commands to the best of their ability. Manifesting an instance of Polioptila caerulea7 able to be controlled mentally. Modifications to this Activation Phrase allows the summoner to share vision with the P. caerulea instance. Allowing the user to communicate with members of the Quiscalus genus for a period of two hours. Due to lack of sapience on the part of these specimens, very little use can be found for this ability. Causing the spontaneous manifestation of feathers and a beak in the user's biology. In addition, SCP-4397 causes dopamine rushes in the brains of non-anomalous specimens of Aves when they come within 10 meters of the object. If left outside, a crowd of birds will gather around SCP-4397 and attack subjects attempting to move SCP-4397. Additional Notes: SCP-4397 is an important religious artifact for GoI-301 ("Avianolyte"). GoI-301 is a cult surrounding the worship of several pagan deities involving avian imagery. To them, SCP-4397 is known as the "Altar of Medila". GoI-301 is also responsible for SCP-30958; however, GoI-301 had no other significant anomalous activity at the time and was unknown to the Foundation until the discovery of SCP-4397. Shortly after SCP-4397 was seized from the private collection of Russian engineer Makarov Luka, GoI-301 revealed itself to the Foundation and began demanding the "return" of SCP-4397. These demands were rejected. Addendum 01: Document found in the estate of Makarov Luka (translated from Russian) To my son, This is a strange artifact indeed. The circumstances that I found it in are even more bizarre. I was assigned to a project in the Aral Sea after I lost you. My task was to collaborate with a party of several other engineers in order to build some waterways. The most interesting man in this party was a man named Fedir9, a strong Ukrainian who was the mystic type. I mean that he was a strict believer in the Orthodox church, and I often saw him praying to a picture of what I assume to be some Orthodox symbol five times in a day. Once I was alone with Fedir and George10, another one of the engineers, observing the digging of a trench that would soon become a channel. Then Fedir looked over at the Sea, wildly gestured into it, and spoke: "Do you know that this was once a beautiful civilization here?" George was the one to respond. "I don't think so" he muttered while eating a sandwich, "it seems like it's been a desert around here for forever. You say that people lived here?" Fedir seemed visibly saddened by this. "You think I am crazy, do you?" I did not say anything out of the risk of offending him. But George was an individual less concerned about emotion than of practicality, so he simply nodded. Fedir appeared to consider this for a minute before he spoke again. "Tell you what, I can make the three of us very rich men if you come with me." George asked how much, and when Fedir responded with a rather large number in front of "Ruples", he eagerly accepted. For me, I'd been lacking in coin ever since I began my experiments with you, and I'd badly needed more if I wanted any significant progress. So I agreed to come with them. The hot Kazakh sun quickly made me regret embarking with them. After an eternity of trotting through the desert, Fedir stopped and pointed out a cave, embedded in a wall of rock, that would have been hidden if it had been high tide. We very carefully scaled down the hill in order to find what appeared to be the barren insides of the cavern. George was obviously impatient. "So, where is it hidden?" Fedir looked around for a moment. "It's here, I know it" he spoke in a scratchy, desperate sounding voice. He then appeared to search around the cave's walls, as if he was expecting to find a secret panel. I did not want to face the wrath of our supervisor for not working, so I announced my desire to leave. At this point, Fedir dropped to his knees, and spoke in some tongue that I was unable to recognize. He then screamed and collapsed to the ground and his skin glowed a shade of orange. This turned into a blinding light which eventually faded, revealing that his body had transformed into a number of petrels. They were quite obviously distressed and flew away after their birth. After that, a strange golden altar appeared in the center of the cave, as if it had been invisible prior to Fedir's odd sacrifice. George and I spent some time admiring the altar and its shining composition. We worked together to lift it out of the cavern, carry it up the riverbed, and slowly push it back to camp. Unfortunately, our supervisor did not find our excuses for the disappearance of Fedir trustworthy, and thus we were both soon relocated back to our hometowns. Fortunately, we had buried the altar in the desert, and George and I had made plans to go back in order to retrieve it. When I did arrive on the exact date and time, however, I could not find George. I would later find out that he had been the victim of an unfortunate accident. It did take me some considerable effort to bring it back to my housing. I still do not know what to do with it; so far I have yet to find a buyer, and I can't seem to evoke any magic from the altar like Fedir did. Do what you may with it, son. Addendum 02: Incident 4397-VOID <Begin Log: 29/08/2005, 0700 hours UTC> <Footage is from a CCTV camera located in Containment Chamber 103A at Site-19, SCP-4397's former containment cell. SCP-4397 is inert.> <A cube of pink light suddenly appears in the chamber. Two figures step from the light. The first is wearing a full-body dark gray robe and a rubber crow mask. The second is a woman in her 20's wearing casual clothing11. Both are covered in feathers belonging to avians of various species.> Williams: Wow, Danny, you were actually right. <"Danny" turns around and gestures at Isabelle to be quiet.> "Danny": Don't say my name! They have cameras in here, and I don't want them tracking me down. Williams: Whatever. I never thought I'd see Medila's altar in the flesh. "Danny": W— yeah. It looks a lot like the replica they have at Crescent… Speaking of which, how do we know this isn't just a replica? Williams: [DATA EXPUNGED] <SCP-4397 activates. A plume of feathers belonging to the Sturnella magna12 shoots out of the top of SCP-4397.> Williams: It's the real deal. Let's get it back before someone sees. <Williams and "Danny" both take one side of SCP-4397 and begin lifting. However, the door to the chamber burst open, and Corporal Mason, the security guard for SCP-4397, comes through brandishing a pistol.> Mason: Put it down, kids. <"Danny" extends his hand towards Mason and a number of specimens of Dryobates pubescens (Downy Woodpecker) fly towards Mason. Some begin pecking at his face, while others disable his hand. Mason screams in agony.> "Danny": I— sorry about that! Williams: Don't be. <Williams takes out a feathered stick13 and waves it. Another cube of pink light appears, which "Danny" and Williams take SCP-4397 into. Once the cube fades, "Danny", Williams, and SCP-4397 are gone.> <End Log> Addendum 03: Incident Response After the theft of SCP-4397 during Incident 4397-VOID, several new measures were taken. Firstly, precautions were to be applied to prevent further theft incidents by GoI-301. A team of researchers was assigned to identify GoI-301 and then study GoI-301's religious and arcane texts in order to ascertain how further theft incidents could be stopped. Secondly, research into the perpetrators began. Facial recognition software identified the woman as one "Isabelle Williams", a Stanford student who had been reported as missing in early 2001. The man was unable to be identified from voice alone. Cross-referencing "Danny"'s mention of "Crescent" with Stanford's surrounding area implied Crescent Cove, California. Investigations into Crescent Cove revealed an abandoned temple that suspicious individuals had been seen coming and going from. Seismographs of the area found the existence of a large complex underneath this temple, and also implied that it was populated by a medium number of GoI-301 members. Explorations of this complex have been scheduled in order to determine if SCP-4397 is located there, and if it can be feasibly retrieved. Addendum 04: Exploration Logs + Exploration Log 4397-A - Exploration Log 4397-A EXPLORATION LOG Foreword: After a Foundation presence was established in Crescent Cove, it was decided that a mapping of the complex underneath the abandoned temple, now designated L-301, was necessary. A Tedson-S Mark 3 drone14, codenamed "EAGLE", was chosen for this purpose due to its prior success in traversing locations controlled by GoI-004 ("Church of the Broken God"). <Begin Log> EAGLE is activated, and a camera feed is established to personnel at Adjunct Site 4397. After a short confirmation to assure that EAGLE is functioning properly, it is directed to L-301. After arriving at the temple above L-301, EAGLE hides inside the crack between two rocks and begins a sonar scan. It is found that there is a tunnel containing a ladder hidden under a rock, presumably leading down to L-301. However, the rock is too large to be moved without suspicion. EAGLE begins waiting. After one hour and thirty-seven minutes, two men in black robes approach the rock. They speak a phrase in an unknown language15, which causes the rock to anomalously move aside, allowing the men to go down. The rock does not move back for some time, allowing EAGLE to enter the tunnel before it closes. Using a winch, EAGLE descends down the tunnel. Thermal imaging indicates that there are five humans nearby, none of which appear to be watching the entrance. EAGLE then uses a wall-following algorithm, combined with cracks in the wall used to hide, in order to map out the first floor of the complex. Floor 1 appears to contain several shrines, consisting of an altar made of unidentified material as well as several avian-like relics. Some of these shrines have desks, similar to offices. Some of these offices are in use. A stairwell is found at the end of a hallway. Using a similar method as described above, the remaining floors are mapped out: Floor 2: Similar to Floor 1, contains several shrines and offices. Of note is a single "Avianiary" (labeled as such) that contained several exotic specimens of birds. Floor 3: Contained several more "Avianaries", as well as a congregation where between 10-20 people were found kneeled in prayer. Floor 4: Contained a number of GoI-301 members greater than 40. Deemed too great of a risk to stealth operations to explore. Floor 5: Entire floor consisted of a large library, containing many volumes of text. There was also a "reading room" that was deemed too great of a risk to enter. Floor 6: Similar to Floors 2 and 3, but with two indoor arboriums containing oak trees. One room contained what appeared to be a secret exit tunnel out to the Crescent Cove sewer systems. Floor 7: Contained a number of GoI-301 members greater than 40. Deemed too great of a risk to stealth operations to explore. The stairwell from this point was guarded in such a way that said guards could feasibly observe EAGLE. EAGLE was ordered to return to Floor 7, find a suitable hiding place, and enter Standby Mode in order to act as passive observation of GoI-301. <End Log> + Exploration Log 4397-B - Exploration Log 4397-B EXPLORATION LOG Foreword: Agent Witt and Agent Rodriquez were selected for the initial exploration of the complex due to prior training in infiltration and espionage. Both were equipped with standard agent gear, including a two-way radio for contact with Base Command. Both agents were located outside an alternate entrance to the complex. <Begin Log> Dr. Geoffrey: —right, audio should be recording now. Do you see the red blinking light? Witt: Yeah, radio's on. Rodriquez: Copy that. Dr. Geoffrey: Looks like we're all set, then. They shouldn't know that we're coming, so your secondary goal is not to be seen. Your primary goal is to ascertain the location of SCP-4397. Witt: That's the altar, right? Dr. Geoffrey: Correct. Are you positioned outside the entrance? Witt: We are. How did you find this, anyways? Dr. Geoffrey: We had a robot go in and map the place out. Apparently one of the shrines had a panic tunnel built in. Rodriquez: I guess they didn't feel safe all the way down there. Witt: Are we authorized yet? Dr. Geoffrey: …hold on, I'm still patching the feed through to the guys at '19… There, we're good now. Go on in. <Witt and Rodriquez enter the tunnel. Using EAGLE, it is confirmed that the shrine the agents will enter into is unoccupied. The tunnel ends in a manhole that Witt moves before the two enter. A grunt is heard as they climb up.> Witt: Which direction do we think 4397 is? Dr. Geoffrey: It's probably in the lower floors. Witt: How do we know it's not up above? Dr. Geoffrey: The robot scoped out those levels pretty well. Besides, it's not like it'd be easy to hide. Witt: Alright then. How do we go down? Dr. Geoffrey: The stairway is guarded; we don't want to risk being seen. They could probably just move SCP-4397 if they think that we're onto them, and we don't know how big these guys are. Rodriquez: So then how are we getting down? Dr. Geoffrey: EAGLE identified some weak brickwork beneath one of the offices that looks shady. We think you could pull it out. Once you exit this shrine, just go right, it's the third door on your left. Witt: Gotcha, we— Dr. Geoffrey: Hold on. EAGLE says there's someone walking by. He could see you; stay still. <No dialogue for 1 minute 10 seconds.> Dr. Geoffrey: You're clear. Go on ahead. Witt: 10-4, doctor. <Door noises and footsteps are heard from the radio. EAGLE reports the agents are directed into the correct room.> Dr. Geoffrey: There should be another room directly below you. The floor's a bit unstable there, so you should be able to move around the bricks. Witt: Aye aye, then. <EAGLE reports the agents are removing bricks from the floor of the room. From the agent's radio, a bird can be heard cawing16, despite the previous silence of the compound. Eventually, a hole in the floor is revealed, and the agents can be seen descending through it.> Witt: Where do we go from here? Dr. Geoffrey: We don't know. We only got visuals of the first seven floors, but we're pretty sure that the layout of this one should be similar to the last. Witt: Gotcha. Rodriquez, is there anyone outside? <No dialogue for 12 seconds.> Rodriquez: I don't hear anyone. Witt: Alright, let's roll. One… two… three… <The sound of a door opening slowly, followed by several indistinct shouts. The radio can be heard falling to the floor. Silence ensues.> Dr. Geoffrey: Hello? <No dialogue for 12 seconds.> Dr. Geoffrey: I think we lost 'em. <End Log> Addendum 05: Incident G-301-LOSS Agent Witt and Agent Rodriquez were found outside of L-301 shortly afterwards completely naked except for their undergarments. When asked, Agent Witt produced a VHS tape, which he asserts that he woke up with. The contents of the tape are transcribed below. <Begin Log> <Isabelle Williams, one of the GoI-301 members seen in Incident 4397-VOID, can be seen activating the camera. She can be seen wearing a ceremonial robe laced with golden feathers. She takes some steps back. Behind her, Agents Witt and Rodriquez can be seen trapped in a prison cell.> Williams: All we ever wanted was peace. We've been peaceful, what wrongs have we done? <Pause.> Williams: Uh, I guess this is for the altar? It's been our property for generations. Could you consider that it's just been returned to its proper owners? <Pause.> Williams: Please don't come back. I… I think I need to do this. <The camera rotates slightly to the left. SCP-4397 can now be seen. It has been attached to several other objects via metal wiring. The details of these objects cannot be made out.> <Williams approaches SCP-4397.> Williams: [DATA EXPUNGED] <SCP-4397 begins to activate. Agents Witt and Rodriquez begin screaming. The camera suddenly cuts out.> <End Log> It was found that Agents Witt and Rodriquez were not hurt, save for a new anomalous property. Whenever they held a weapon17, the weapon would transform into a specimen of Tyto alba (Barn owl). Both agents were relocated to an advisory position and a more direct approach to retrieving SCP-4397 was formulated. Addendum 06: Incursion Log + [Level 3 Clearance Required] - Incursion Log 4397-A INCURSION LOG Foreword: After the first two explorations of L-301 and their subsequent failures, it was decided to take a more militarized approach. Four detachments of MTF Nu-7 ("Hammer Down") were requested for this operation. Two of the teams (Teams 1-2) were to enter through the primary entrance at the top, while the remaining two teams (Teams 3-4) were to enter through the hidden entrance discovered in the sewers. After entry, Teams 1-3 would attempt to suppress and capture members of GoI-301, while Team 4 would secure SCP-4397 and associated anomalies. <Begin Log> <Dr. Geoffrey contacts all team leads and affirms their current position. Team 1 plants a plastic explosive at the base of the rock hiding the entrance of L-301. Once clearance to enter L-301 is granted, the plastic explosive is detonated and Nu-7 begins entering the complex.> <T1-L reports that GoI-301 has constructed a solid wall made out of sticks and adhesive, similar to a bird nest, blocking entrance to L-301. They are given clearance to use explosives.> <Teams 3 and 4 sweep over Floor 6, demanding the surrender of GoI-301. There is some resistance by members using thaumturgy, such as summoning hostile avians or rendering agents comatose. Several casualties on the end of GoI-301 result from this resistance.> <Teams 1 and 2 encounter much less resistance on Floor 1. After Floors 1 and 2 are secured, Nu-7 begins moving out to take the other floors, with similar results. Noteworthy events are recorded by floor below:> Floor 3: Several GoI-301 members were found in prayer, and refused to move even when demanded to surrender. After fifteen more minutes of prayer, they stood up and let themselves be captured. Floor 4: Was found to have a very open floor plan, with a statue of "Medila" at the center. Several GoI-301 members offered themselves for capture on the condition that the statue was not moved or harm. Floor 6: Several avians of various types flew out of the indoor trees when they were disturbed. Three injuries and one casualty resulted from this event. Floor 7: SCP-4397 was found attached to various other artifacts18 and producing an audible humming sound. PoI-2918 was reported to be operating SCP-4397. See log 4397-AVA for dialogue of this situation. <SCP-4397 was dismantled with the help of avian entities and brought to the service alongside the other anomalies found. Operation considered to be a success.> <End Log> + [Level 4 Clearance Required] - Log 4397-AVA DIALOGUE REPORT <Team 3 descends the stairwell leading to the lower chamber. Body cameras report PoI-2918 using incantations to operate SCP-4397. All components of the machine appear to be glowing. The room is populated with a number of C. caurinus , which, atypical of avian behavior, do not fly away when Team 3 enters the room. They begin cawing at a high volume. Several team members report headaches.> T3-L: Hands in the air! <PoI-2918 stops and turns around.> PoI-2918: You're all too late. I've done everything I wanted to do here. T3-L: Hands in the air or we will shoot! <The C. caurinus being cawing louder.> PoI-2918: You don't get it? Fine, then. We never wanted to do this.Crows, attack! <One C. caurinus flies forwards and lands in front of T3-L in an aggressive stance. T3 primes their weapons and aims at the specimen; however, it does not proceed. After some time, the C. caurinus produces vocalizations in English.> C. caurinus: Don't… shoot… PoI-2918: What? T3-Osmond: Do you think they trained the crows to say that? They could attack at any moment. T3-L: Probably. PoI-2918: No, crows, stop stalling and attack! C. caurinus: No… T3-L: Osmond, Berry, get the girl. <T3-Osmond and T3-Berry move to capture PoI-2918. She puts her hands behind her head, and takes out a handful of pink powder. She throws it onto the ground and demanifests.> T3-Osmond: We lost her. T3-L: Alright then. Let's take the altar and get out of there. C. caurinus: We… can… help… T3-L: Uh… can you understand me? C. caurinus: Yes… carry… T3-Berry: I think it's asking to help carry the altar… and the other stuff, too. T3-L: How can we trust it. C. caurinus: Avian… olyte… <Pause.> C. caurinus: Bad… mad… <Cawing> T3-L: I'm still not sure we can trust them. T3-Osmond: Well, what the fuck are they going to do to us? Fly away? T3-L: Fair 'nuff. If you want to help, I guess, just grab something. <The C. caurinus specimens grab the top of the anomalous machines with their talons and assist Team 3 in carrying them up to the surface. Extraneous logs removed.> <End Log> Closing Statement: Anomaly later classified as SCP-3095. Footnotes 1. These shields consist of several runes and artifacts on the floors and walls of the locker. These are derived from the texts of GoI-301, and have been verified as working by Dr. Geoffrey. See Avianolyte and Thaumturgy: The Science of Bird Magic, 3rd Edition by Dr. Geoffrey and Researcher Calvin for more information. 2. The religious scripture used by GoI-301. For more information, see An In-Depth Analysis of Anomalous Religious Texts, pages 112-189, by Dr. Judith Low. 3. This group encompasses all species of birds. 4. This is believed to correspond to "Thoth", a figure in the mythologies of both Ancient Egypt and GoI-301. In the latter, Thoth is depicted as a destructive entity who wants to create a utopia by enslaving both humans and birds. 5. This is believed to correspond to "Medila", a figure often worshipped by GoI-301. Medila is depicted as a benevolent entity who seeks to guide living beings to "The Nest", a utopian afterlife where all souls live in harmony. 6. This change has yet to be observed directly. Security cameras within SCP-4397's locker swivel, and the change always occurs when the backside of SCP-4397 is not fully observed. 7. Also known as the Blue-gray gnatcatcher 8. For those who don't have the time to read it, SCP-3095-1 were groups of birds who gained sapience and began creating civilizations. However, these civilizations posed a threat to the Veil, so we neutralized them. We decided to keep a handful of seagulls that were friendly to us around. That last bit's classified, but considering that you already have the clearance to read this file, that shouldn't be much of an issue. - Researcher Calvin 9. Believed to refer to Fedir Vitalijov, a Russian engineer and known member of GoI-301. 10. Believed to refer to George Eduard, a former Russian engineer who was later the victim of vehicular manslaughter unrelated to SCP-4397. 11. Since identified as Isabelle Williams (PoI-2918), a high-ranking member of GoI-301. See the case file of PoI-2918 for more information. 12. Also known as the Eastern Meadowlark 13. See documentation of SCP-████ for more information. 14. Excerpted from the Foundation Index of Non-Anomalous Technical Instruments, page 1102: The Tedson-S Mark 3 is a remotely controlled espionage drone designed for infiltration into hostile areas. Its outer shell is heavily customizable, allowing it to be outfitted with a number of camouflage options. In addition, the drone is equipped with tools, such as a winch, a drill, and a barbed track base, that allow it to move on most surfaces. The most significant improvement of the Mark 3 over the Mark 2 is the addition of a sonar-based structure identifying circuit and an advanced infrared imager, allowing the Mark 3 to scout out locations while remaining hidden. 15. Now identified as Avian Latin. Approximate translation: "Release the gate to the asylum." 16. Later analysis of the recording found that this was Avian Latin. Translation: "ALARM". 17. Including knives and firearms. 18. Now classified as SCP-████, SCP-████-█, and SCP-███. 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SCP-4398	euclid	SCP-4398. Item #: SCP-4398 Special Containment Procedure: SCP-4398 is to be contained in a standard animal enclosure appropriate for its size, and provided with food, water and clean soil according to the basic needs of a non-anomalous tortoise. Personnel interacting with SCP-4398 must not show any intent of communicating with it, be it verbal, written or physical, and particularly with topics related to space, science fiction, futurism, physics and/or geometry. In case of doing so and being affected, Lead Researcher Rodríguez and MTF Rho-4 (“Heart’s Respite”) are to be contacted to treat the individual according to the severity of the contamination of their psycho-animic apparatus1. Description: SCP-4398 is a tortoise of unknown age resembling a young Chelonoidis nigra (Galápagos tortoise). SCP-4398 is capable of speaking and understanding at least 50 human languages, and it will only speak when a human is present. Its speech presents a heavy use of oxymoron, is mostly devoid of semantics on a non-meta level, and is produced at seemingly random intervals2. All human subjects that attempt to communicate with SCP-4398 mentioning words or concepts relating to space, science fiction, futurism, physics and/or geometry, will suffer a psycho-animic contamination episode. It should be noted that it is not the actual message being communicated what triggers the episode, but the intent of communicating with SCP-4398 regarding these topics. Broadly, the method of communication must be shared and understood by 2 or more human individuals, and be either verbal, written (drawing included) or physical (hand signals, facial expressions, body language, changes in posture, et al). The psycho-animic contamination episode will last between 20 and 80 minutes. Its symptoms consist of hallucinations in the 5 traditional senses, accompanied by severe panic attacks intruding in the subject’s psyche. The content of these hallucinations can usually be linked to the words and concepts that triggered the episode. As well, the contamination of the subject’s psycho-animic apparatus can completely override their exteroception, leading them to believe they have been transported to a different dimension, reality or planet. As of now, there is no concrete evidence of this being the case. Instead, it is believed that the subject’s consciousness will “leak” into a penta-dimensional space for a limited period of time. In a number of cases, the content of the hallucinations possessed elements not present in the human noosphere3, meaning their fabrication was not limited by the collective pooled knowledge or the collective imaginary of the human race across its entire history4. In these cases, the hallucinated images, elements, experiences or information have been later confirmed as either plausible of existing or completely real, making them more akin to “visions” from an unknown source that potentially exists in a multitude of dimensions beyond those in which humanity operates consciously. EEG and MRI scans indicated that subjects were perceiving actual stimuli during their hallucinations, even though there were no other significant sources of stimuli besides SCP-4398 in the testing area, nor was there brain activity similar to drug, psychosis or hypnosis-induced hallucinations. After all symptoms subside, the subject will experience momentary discomfort, disorientation and both mental and physical fatigue. When the symptoms are more intense, however, it can lead to a permanent change in their personality on a deep psycho-animic level5. +Addendum - Second Round of Tests – Abstract of Notable Results –Close Preface Tests had the overarching objective of finding a pragmatic use to the state of consciousness induced by SCP-4398 on human subjects. All subjects tested fall within the baseline of mental and physical health as defined by the DSM 5. TEST #05 Foreword: Subject and SCP-4398 interacted in Spanish. All direct quotes have been appropriately translated to English. Subject: D-5210-F, male, former elementary math teacher. Location: Testing room 04, Site-71. Test: D-5210-F was instructed to talk with SCP-4398 about the Pythagoras theorem. 2 minutes in, SCP-4398 said “Nothingness extends endlessly at the end of this geometric cube, from towers towards the heavens of no worlds, at the darkest corner of a lightless light”. D-5210-F replied with “I don’t know what that means”, triggering an episode. Results: D-5210-F suffered severe disorientation, confusion, and remained silent for 24 minutes. After the symptoms subsided, the subject remembered “feeling in pieces and fractured, with my head all over the place”. The subject did not recall any more symptoms clearly, but was certain he hallucinated throughout the episode. From his recount of events, the walls of the room seemed to have broken into what he could only describe as “fractal configurations”. TEST #14 Foreword: Subjects and SCP-4398 interacted in Italian. All direct quotes have been appropriately translated to English. Subject: D-9199-X, female, and D-7773-M, male. Location: Backyard of Site-71. Test: Subjects were instructed to converse with each other and speculate about life in the year 3000 CE, ignoring SCP-4398 and all its vocalizations at all cost. After 35 minutes, SCP-4398 said “Renounce to gravity and desire, for the endless worm watches no one for the sake of entropy. A right turn. A right turn. Above and in circles, not for us but for the swine”, which prompted D-9199-X to look at SCP-4398, tilt her head and squint her eyes, triggering an episode just for her. Results: D-9199-X ran to the southern corner of the yard and sat there in fetal position for 51 minutes, showing standard signs of a panic attack. After the symptoms subsided, she described the experience as “a journey through the stars, or at least the solar system”, the source of her fear apparently being the journey through empty interplanetary space. In an alien planet, she saw “massive triangles (RN: probably tetrahedra) and cubes eclipsing the sun and rising into the sky, holding everything together, watching”. She also claimed that the sky was filled with geometrical figures that had taken the place of the stars (RN: from the description, it would seem the subject could visualize these figures in 4 spatial dimensions, which would explain her difficulty to describe them). D-7773-M did not experience an episode. Afterword: Even though D-9199-X had no previous knowledge of astronomy, from her precise descriptions of the sky and recollection of specific coordinates, it was possible to confirm the existence and location of Planet 9 in the Solar System. Deep space imaging has not found evidence of structures on its surface or orbit. Subject does not know how she got the coordinates. TEST #24 Foreword: Subject and SCP-4398 interacted in English. Subject: D-2454-A, female, was an Oxford student majoring in physics, who intended to specialize in astrophysics. Location: Dr. Rodríguez's office. Test: Subject was instructed to interact with SCP-4398 and try to learn something relating to physics from the entity. After 4 minutes, SCP-4398 said “Long lost for everyone but the universe, when the journey across galaxies will take merely trillions of lives, to feed off the hyper-mass”. Subject smiled, triggering an episode. Results: Subject’s muscles relaxed to the point where she sank in her chair. Her eyes remained open and her face showed no discernible expression. After 77 minutes she regained her composure and was summarily debriefed. Her recount of the episode included a “… complex series of intertwined structures across the entire universe, holding everything together across galaxies”, as well as highly theoretical hypothesis on the unification of natural forces into a single all-encompassing force. She claimed that “… [the hypothesis] came to me through a series of intense emotions, and I am sure that they could be decoded by simply looking at the figures and movements inside of me. Or at least the ones beyond me”. However, a significant portion of the equations needed to resolve these hypothesis are being lost in translation, due to the human thought process being limited by its existence in a 3-dimensional space. D-2454-A believed that the mental process that allowed her to unlock this information can be reproduced given the right conditions, which would have allowed her to discover some connection between the Psycho-animic Theory and not-yet-known natural laws. She insisted multiple times a day, every day, to the guards assigned to her cell to let her talk to SCP-4398 again, probably due to obsessive ideas intruding in her psyche from a deep psycho-animic level. This continued for 52 days until Site Administration ordered her amnestization, which made her personality deviate even further from the pre-established baseline. TEST #28 Foreword: Subject and SCP-4398 interacted in Hindi. All direct quotes have been appropriately translated to English. Subject: Rohan Bhatt, 72 year old male, responsible of the Manish Temple in the Tibetan Plateau, India. Location: Argentine Andes, 50 kilometers from Site-71. Test: Subject was briefed on SCP-4398’s anomalous properties and taught the basic concepts behind the Psycho-animic Theory. This test had the objective of using SCP-4398 to access a hypothesized state of consciousness by penetrating the defense mechanisms of the psycho-animic apparatus, which would give the subject an understanding of the laws of physics impossible to attain with the current genetic limitations of the human brain and its existence in a 3-dimensional spatial plane. Subject introduced himself to SCP-4398, sat on his knees and listened quietly. After 54 minutes, subject said he was interested in learning about the universe, to which SCP-4398 said “Forever into the distant past, when lines were straight for space and time, to undo the undoable, straight into the future, for a ring that stretches into infinity”. Subject nodded and closed his eyes, triggering an episode. Results: Subject immediately fell to the ground and remained immobile. On-site medics found no vital signs on him. Post-mortem studies were inconclusive in finding a cause of death. Afterword: Based on the results of these tests, Site Administration has ordered the transfer of SCP-4398 to Area-08 at the base of the Himalayas for further testing, along with the inanimate body of Rohan Bhatt. A cover up story involving his sudden death remains to be decided. Dr. Rodríguez sustains the possibility of the cause of death being a sudden and complete dissociation between his psycho-animic apparatus and central nervous system. Footnotes 1. Theorized five-dimensional apparatus in which the human consciousness operates, capable of imprinting a permanent effect in the human psyche, directly linked but not limited to the configuration of an individual’s central nervous system. 2. e.g. “Point it for me as night falls, the nearby constellations uniting distant triangles of energy, or the tower that holds the multi-faced void.” 3. The sphere of human thought. 4. Subjects have reported seeing “impossible geometric figures”, feeling “new, unknown emotions”, or experiencing reality “as if [they] were not human anymore”, among other indescribable phenomena. 5. Brain scans performed before and after the episode show no records or evidence of a change in the physiology or electro-chemistry of the subject’s brain to sustain that SCP-4398 is affecting them on a physical level.
SCP-4399	keter	Item #: SCP-4399 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4399 instances are to be quarantined from the public for the duration of their manifestation period. All personnel involved in locating and quarantining an SCP-4399 instance are to be considered instances of SCP-4399-1, and are to be interviewed regularly until expiration. + Archived Containment Procedures (Outdated as of 06/19/2018) - Access Granted Upon manifestation, SCP-4399 instances are to be removed from the body of water in which they reside. Class-A amnestics are to be distributed to all civilian witnesses. Description: SCP-4399 refers to an undocumented species of dragonfly (order Odonata). SCP-4399 instances exhibit several traits found in no other living dragonfly species, such as immense size (averaging between 55cm and 85cm in length) and multicolored iridescent wings which emit a slight luminescence. On a varied and unpredictable interval, an instance of SCP-4399 will manifest somewhere on Earth. SCP-4399 instances will invariably manifest in locations containing a natural source of stagnant fresh water, such as a pond or lake. SCP-4399 instances prefer bodies of water in areas frequently visited by humans, such as parks and hiking trails. Upon manifestation, SCP-4399 instances will be partially submerged in the body of water, within 2 meters of the shoreline, and will appear to struggle in a manner typical of drowning insects. However, SCP-4399 will not expire for the duration of its manifestation. If not removed from the body of water for one month after initial manifestation, SCP-4399 will demanifest of its own accord. If a human removes SCP-4399 from the body of water, SCP-4399 will recover from its submersion, fluttering around the individual for a short amount of time before flying out of the vicinity. SCP-4399 instances are presumed to demanifest shortly thereafter, as it has proven impossible to track SCP-4399 instances once they leave the vicinity of their manifestation. Any human who notices an SCP-4399 instance and does not attempt to remove it from the body of water will become an instance of SCP-4399-1. SCP-4399-1 instances experience several anomalous phenomena during the weeks following their encounter with SCP-4399. A summary of these phenomena are as follows: Immediately following encounter: SCP-4399-1 will experience a pronounced feeling of dread from no apparent source. 1-2 days following encounter: SCP-4399-1 will experience bouts of vertigo and mild auditory hallucinations resembling buzzing. 3-7 days following encounter: Vertigo and auditory hallucinations will become stronger and more frequent. SCP-4399-1 will gain the ability to perceive ultraviolet light. 8-12 days following encounter: SCP-4399-1 will begin to experience visual hallucinations in the form of hexagonal fractals. These hallucinations gradually become permanent. Subject will begin to experience nightmares involving submersion in water. 12-18 days following encounter: SCP-4399-1 will begin to suffer from psychosis, often speaking incoherently and lashing out at their surroundings. Vertigo will become constant and completely impede locomotion. Subject will experience visions of drowning, being submerged in water, and/or being held underwater by a malevolent entity or force, even when the subject is awake. 18-20 days following encounter: SCP-4399-1 will jerk violently for 30 to 60 seconds before expiring. Autopsies of SCP-4399-1 instances following this point have revealed large amounts of water within the respiratory and digestive systems. Since its discovery and SCP classification, 62 instances of SCP-4399 have manifested, 48 of which were removed from their respective bodies of water. However, there is evidence that as many as 93 SCP-4399 instances have been removed in the past (see Addendum 4399.1). Addendum 4399.1: Interview Log 06/19/2018 Interviewer: Dr. Franc Subject: SCP-4399-1-12 (Natalie McGann, civilian) Information of Note: Interview took place 14 days after SCP-4399-1-12's initial encounter with SCP-4399. Dr. Franc: Good afternoon, Mrs. McGann. SCP-4399-1-12: Drowned dragon drowned dragon drowned dragon drowned dragon drow- Dr. Franc: Mrs. McGann? SCP-4399-1-12: Huh? Who’s there? Dr. Franc: I’m Dr. Franc. I’m here to ask you a few questions. SCP-4399-1-12: If it’s about the dragonfly, I don’t want to talk about it. Dr. Franc: I understand it may be unpleasant to think about, but the more information we have, the more we can help you. SCP-4399-1-12: [pause] Okay. Dr. Franc: Thank you. Now, can you describe anything unusual that you’ve experienced since your encounter? SCP-4399-1-12: At first there was nothing out of the ordinary. I actually almost forgot about the dragonfly, but then I started hearing weird noises and seeing weird shapes and colors, and I knew it was because I had left it there to drown. At first, the visions scared me, but now I see them as a relief. Dr. Franc: A relief? How so? SCP-4399-1-12: They distract me, keep me in the moment. Whenever I let my mind wander, that’s when I see really disturbing things. Dr. Franc: Could you elaborate on that? SCP-4399-1-12: I really don’t want to. Thinking about it will send me back there. Dr. Franc: This could be crucial to our understanding of your condition, Mrs. McGann. Please continue. SCP-4399-1-12: Alright. Whenever I lose focus, I get taken to this… place. It’s underwater, somewhere dark and murky. And there’s [Subject stops speaking and jerks abruptly] Dr. Franc: Mrs. McGann? SCP-4399-1-12: It’s suffering. Suffocating. It’s desolation quelled by a great flood. It wants to be free, but I wouldn’t help it. I won’t help it, no matter how much I’m punished for it. I won’t help. I won’t help. I won’t help… Dr. Franc: Calm down, Mrs. McGann. What is punishing you? Are you referring to the dragonfly? SCP-4399-1-12: The dragonflies are only shards, only fragments. 99 smothered fragments of the whole. Piece by piece, salvaged from the waters. 93 fly free. 6 beneath the sea. 6 beneath the sea. 6 beneath the sea. 6 beneath- [Subject convulses violently and falls out of her seat] Dr. Franc: Shit. Security, contact the medical wing. Stay calm, Mrs. McGann. SCP-4399-1-12: [whispers] Vritra. [SCP-4399-1-12 ceases movement.] [END TRANSCRIPT] UPDATE: SCP-4399-1-12 regained consciousness four hours later, remaining in a semi-lucid state for 5 days before expiring. Subsequent autopsies revealed the presence of water in excess of 115°C within the digestive and respiratory systems, as well as trace amounts of blood and seminal fluid with genetic similarities to Anax imperator. These properties have been found in all subsequent SCP-4399-1 instances. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4399" by Wildman8, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4399. 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-4400	safe	by stormbreath Item #: SCP-4400 Site Responsible: Site-484 Director: Nakawe Osorio Research Head: Hector Rosales Assigned Task Force: Xi-Kai Level 2/4400 RESTRICTED Reference photograph of Palenque, the location and basis of SCP-4400. Special Containment Procedures: Palenque National Park is to be operated entirely by Foundation operatives under the guise of standard Mexican National Park employees. A clause concerning this has been inserted into the Foundation-Mexico Operating Treaty, and the National Commission of Protected Natural Areas will assist the Foundation in upholding this. Exterior of the building containing SCP-4400 Access Tunnel Ka'a. All further archaeological exploration of Palenque is to have a minimum of two Foundation personnel from the Archaeological Division embedded within the existing exploration team. These personnel are to be stocked and trained with Class B amnestics. If a new SCP-4400 access tunnel is discovered, they are to use the amnestics to remove any memory of the discovery from the exploration team. Following this, they are to covertly alert Site-484 Command to the discovery, to allow for proper containment. All access tunnels are to have metal covers welded over them, and secured into the surrounding stone. The covers of Access Tunnels Hun, Ka'a and Óox have been modified to allow for entrance, and these covers should be kept accessible, but locked when not in use. All buildings known to contain an SCP-4400 access tunnel are to be sequestered from general tourist areas of Palenque National Park, with Foundation guards stationed at each such building. Any further exploration of SCP-4400 by the Archaeological Division itself should be conducted with an armed escort from Mobile Task Force Xi-Kai ("Curators") and under standard protocol for the exploration of anomalies involving high amounts of radiation. Description: SCP-4400 is an extradimensional space below Palenque.1 SCP-4400 can be accessed from multiple tunnels located within Palenque, but cannot be reached outside of these tunnels. Excavation attempts at digging into SCP-4400 have been unsuccessful. There are twelve known access tunnels into SCP-4400. SCP-4400 contains a representation of Palenque during the Late Classic period.2 All entrances to SCP-4400 exit within this replica of Palenque. Excavated buildings within Palenque built before or during this period correspond to buildings within SCP-4400, with other buildings within SCP-4400 believed to be buildings that did not survive to the present day. There are no light sources — natural, artificial or anomalous — within SCP-4400. Several of the buildings within SCP-4400 appear to have been modified at an indeterminate point in the past. These modifications include the addition of multiple anomalous and mundane traps, as well as modifications to many of the frescoes located within SCP-4400. The majority of these traps have been disabled. Additionally, SCP-4400 is slightly irradiated, averaging about 1 to 2 mSv per day of exposure.3 SCP-4400-América is the collective designation for four eigenweapons4 and the waste products of their construction, which were evidently created around 650 CE. The component parts of SCP-4400-América are located at the tops of several pyramids within SCP-4400, such as the equivalents to the Temples of the Skull and Temple of the Sun. For information on the current hypothesis concerning the nature of SCP-4400-América, please consult ADDENDUM 4400.4. Many of the traps within SCP-4400 are constructed around the components of SCP-4400-América, and the majority of the altered frescoes within SCP-4400 appear to relate to SCP-4400-América. For these reasons, the Archaeological Division has concluded that SCP-4400 was either created or modified to contain SCP-4400-América. Sentient beings within SCP-4400 undergo an anomalous empathic alteration, which has been designated as SCP-4400-Barcelona. This typically results in an increased fear response, with an unknown stimulus.5 The degree to which this anomalous effect is present varies between organisms. In controlled testing, dogs and mice immediately attempted to exit SCP-4400. Humans, however, typically describe this as a feeling of strong apprehension or dread. This anomalous empathetic alteration appears to be stronger around certain areas of SCP-4400, including the SCP-4400 equivalent to the Palenque Temple of the Sun or the Palenque Temple of the Skull. This effect has prevented almost all attempts at climbing such locations and properly investigating either. The exact boundaries of SCP-4400 are unclear. There is no observable upper limit to SCP-4400. The copy of Palenque within SCP-4400 is situated atop a 1000 meter tall plateau, with all surrounding land being undifferentiated smooth rock. Excavation attempts have tunneled 100 meters downward and yielded no results. ◆ ADDENDUM 4400.1 ◇ ADDENDUM 4400.1 — Archaeological Division Records Archaeological Division Records Reporting Personnel: Doctor Hector Rosales, Researcher Javier Balenciaga Date: June 26th, 1965 Subject: Analysis of Fresco Content within SCP-4400 A large number of the painted stucco reliefs within SCP-4400 have been completely changed from their equivalents in Palenque. The following are excerpts of what are believed to be the most important altered frescoes. (As a note, the paint of these frescoes is generally preserved, uncharacteristic for Mayan art of the Late Classical Period.) Fresco #0001: A man is standing over a silver rock, which is surrounded by a sunburst motif. He appears to recoil from the rock. In a series of frames following the original, the man from before can be seen vomiting, clutching his head, losing hair, and finally dying. Fresco #0001 is a common fresco within SCP-4400, and is the most frequent in appearance. The symptoms of the man appear consistent with an ancient perception of radiation poisoning. Fresco #0004: A man descends through a representation of an SCP-4400 access tunnel, and into a representation of Xibalba. The Twelve Lords of Xibalba are seated below the man, and looking up at him. Fresco #0004 is located near the exits of most access tunnels and is an example of a common theme within SCP-4400, which depicts SCP-4400 as a place of death, with many associations to the Mayan Underworld. Figures are frequently depicted as entering SCP-4400 and dying, with the majority of imagery acting as an imperative to not enter or explore. Fresco #0007: A man is walking into a representation of the Temple of the Sun, with his foot pulling a trip wire. An arrow is flying through the air, aimed at him. This relief is a part of a series showcasing the numerous traps located within SCP-4400, all located around the appropriate traps, which are in turn located around components of SCP-4400-América. Fresco #0010: Fresco #0010 appears to be an anachronistic depiction of a modern atom under the Bohr model, although the diagram is highly simplified and likely inaccurate, preventing proper identification. The atom appears to be in the process of being broken in half. It is unknown how the creators of SCP-4400 were able to learn of the structure of an atom or have enough knowledge to depict an atom in the state of nuclear fission. Additionally, the purpose of this fresco, and how it would be interpreted is unclear. Fresco #0012: Fresco #0012 is located upon the SCP-4400 equivalent to the Temple of the Skull, which contains a large number of frescoes that do not reappear within SCP-4400. The relief appears to be a stylized, but mostly accurate depiction of the characteristic mushroom cloud caused by a nuclear explosion, viewed from a distance. At the bottom of the cloud is a small city, which has been labeled as "Chak'iin". The depiction of a mushroom cloud depicted here is highly anachronistic, but accurate nonetheless. Due to the accuracy, it is believed that the artist personally witnessed the events depicted. The apparent name of the city (Chak'iin) does not correspond to any known city, modern or ancient. A paper document recovered from SCP-4400 contains a map, which has a label for the location of Chak'iin. This supposed location does not correspond with any known Mayan city in Foundation records. A detachment of Mobile Task Force Xi-Kai was sent to the supposed location of Chak'iin and was unable to find any evidence of permanent construction dating to the Late Classical Period or earlier. However, they did note traces of plutonium-239 and uranium-235 isotopes in the soil, as well as other isotopes believed to have formed from the decay chain of U235. ◆ ADDENDUM 4400.2 ◇ ADDENDUM 4400.2 — Archaeological Division Records Archaeological Division Records Reporting Personnel: Doctor Hector Rosales, Researcher Javier Balenciaga Date: June 26th, 1965 Subject: Anomalous Dream from within SCP-4400 Several members of the SCP-4400 Research Team have reported unusual nightmares during their dreams. It is suspected that these dreams may be associated with SCP-4400-Barcelona, and are therefore being treated as potentially anomalous. The following Standard Dream Report was filed by Researcher Javier Balenciaga following one of these dreams and has been selected as an example. FORM 66-Y - STANDARD DREAM REPORT Personnel: Javier Balenciaga Estimated Degree of Recall: 80% Anomalous Phenomena Present?: Y Likelihood of Actionable Intelligence: HIGH Description: Before I begin a full description of the contents of my dreams, I would like to first say that the contents of my dream are remarkably similar to the dreams of the other researchers within SCP-4400. The dream begins with an alchemist slaving away in a workshop. He is crafting weapons — bombs, I can tell — and placing them in five vessels, clay pots. I feel the presence of something sinister in the room, but I cannot identify it, only sense it. However, it exudes an aura, and I know it to be a creature of forbidden secrets. The alchemist works long into the night, past sunset. Darkness envelops my vision. I find myself atop the Temple of the Sun, in the true Palenque. There is a crowd assembled: nobles, priests, guards, and at the center of it all stands a king and the alchemist from before. A feathered serpent made of blood coils around their legs. The scene is Palenque in the past, before the jungle claimed it. A perfect match for SCP-4400. The king points to the sky and says the word "Chak'iin". The blood serpent grabs one of the pots the alchemist worked upon and flies into the air, with my perspective flying behind in pursuit. It is not long before a nuclear fire and heat fills my vision, and blinds me from anything else. Next I see a group of soldiers walking through the jungle. I know their purpose at once: they are looking for the city of Chak'iin. They will not find it, for it has been wiped off the face of the earth. Nothing remains, not even rubble. The scene melts away, and I find myself in the chambers of the alchemist who was standing on the top of the Temple of the Sun. The king is with him and talking about something. I am not sure what, but the alchemist seems nervous, or possibly afraid. The king smiles and leaves. The alchemist turns and removes a codex from underneath his bed. You'll pardon me if I cannot truly describe what happens next. The next action was abstract and I am not even sure of what I saw. There are things I know, for it is a dream and knowledge flows freely there, but the actual visuals are unclear. It was bizarre, even for a dream. A new world, coming into existence. It rests between worlds — between the real world and other planes, between the real world and the Underworld, between the real world and the void. It is the shadow of Palenque, and it is empty and dark. There is a scream, one that changes in a pattern. The alchemist climbs the steps of the Temple of the Skull, carrying one of the pots. He manages to reach the top and places the pot within the central chamber. His hands are busy, and then it is surrounded in a spiderweb of traps. The alchemist raises his hands and fills my soul with dread. Nothing changes in the scene around in me, but I grow scared, all too scared. I stumble backward, and my worst fears close in upon me. Spiders, shadows, demons — personal fears, unrelated to the rest of the dream. The dream changes and nothing further regarding 4400 takes place. This dream, or one similar to it, has been recorded by approximately half of the SCP-4400 Research Team. As such, it is currently suspected to be potentially anomalous, and connected to SCP-4400 as a whole. Plans for further research have been proposed. ◆ ADDENDUM 4400.3 ◇ ADDENDUM 4400.3 — MTF Xi-Kai Records Mobile Task Force Xi-Kai Records Reporting Personnel: Commander Antonio Villa (MTF Xi-Kai); Researcher Javier Balenciaga (Archaeological Division) Date: July 18th, 1965 Subject: EoI-4400-Cáceres A tablet containing what appeared to be a ritual was recovered from within SCP-4400. A magical specialist assigned to Mobile Task Force Xi-Kai analyzed the tablet and concluded that it was a summoning and binding ritual for a specific non-corporeal ontokinetic entity. This entity would then offer to give information to the performer in exchange for either symbolically important physical materials, or esoteric knowledge unknown to the entity. Members of MTF Xi-Kai and the Archaeological Division made the decision to perform the ritual within SCP-4400, and then attempt to communicate with it concerning any knowledge it might have concerning SCP-4400, 4400-América or 4400-Barcelona. The following interview was conducted in Yucatec Mayan, of which Researcher Balenciaga is a fluent and native speaker. The following translation from Yucatec Mayan was performed by him as well. Interview Log 4400-Cáceres: Interviewer: Researcher Javier Balenciaga Interviewee: EoI-4400-Cáceres [BEGIN LOG] With the ritual completed, EoI-4400-Cáceres partially manifests within SCP-4400, taking the shape of the shadow of a serpent, cast upon an interior wall by one of the fires used to complete the ritual. Rs. Balenciaga: Greetings, O dark giver of knowledge. EoI-4400-Cáceres: Your tongue is new, different from what I knew. But I understand it nonetheless, for I am a creature of knowledge. Rs. Balenciaga: Do you know where you are? EoI-4400-Cáceres: A place of fear, underneath the ground. Xibalba. Rs. Balenciaga: Specifically. EoI-4400-Cáceres: It is a place between worlds, a shadow of the true Palenque. We are not quite in the void, but we are not quite in the real world. Rs. Balenciaga: You don't know how this world was created? EoI-4400-Cáceres: That, I do not. Rs. Balenciaga: Then I would like to ask about one time you were summoned, about thirteen hundred years ago. EoI-4400-Cáceres: I remember that, yes. The most recent time I was summoned on this plane, and in this form. Or, rather, summoned on your home plane. We aren't there now. But first, a trade. Rs. Balenciaga: You may have all five of the boars placed below you. EoI-4400-Cáceres envelopes each of the live boars that had been placed adjacent to the interior wall during the ritual. Each vanishes as it is enveloped. EoI-4400-Cáceres: Excellent. Your question? Rs. Balenciaga: What did the man who summoned you want back then? EoI-4400-Cáceres: A weapon! Rs. Balenciaga: You gave it to him? EoI-4400-Cáceres: I showed him a spell, how to split the particles that comprise reality, to create the greatest force ever displayed on Earth. I could show you, for a price. Rs. Balenciaga: I am not interested in that. But why? EoI-4400-Cáceres: Your race stole the fruit of fire once, now it is time to pick from the tree of the gods again. Rs. Balenciaga: And so you gave us what, weapons? EoI-4400-Cáceres: Fire to challenge the gods, and burn the sky. Rs. Balenciaga: Why? EoI-4400-Cáceres: Because my last summoner paid me to do so, and so I gave him the most powerful weapon in the world. Rs. Balenciaga: I see. EoI-4400-Cáceres: This is all I can recall of my past dealings, and therefore, my work here is done. Goodbye, sojourner. If you have any further need for information, don't be shy. EoI-4400-Cáceres dissipates into the surrounding shadow on the adjacent wall. All fires burning are spontaneously extinguished. [END LOG] Note: It is my belief that the EoI-4400-Cáceres and the "creature of forbidden secrets" I felt in my dream are the same entity. I felt the same way in both situations. — Researcher Balenciaga ◆ ADDENDUM 4400.4 ◇ ADDENDUM 4400.4 — Site-484 Records Site-484 Administration Records Reporting Personnel: Director Nakawé Osorio (Site-484), Doctor Hector Rosales (Archaeological Division), Researcher Javier Balenciaga (Archaeological Division), Senior Researcher Anne McCusick (Scientific Department) Date: August 3rd, 1965 Subject: Conclusions of SCP-4400 Archaeological Survey and Analysis of SCP-4400-América The following briefing was delivered to Site-484 Director Osorio by members of the SCP-4400 Research Team, concerning the findings of the SCP-4400 Archaeological Division in their exploration of SCP-4400, and the conclusions of the Scientific Department concerning the nature of SCP-4400-América. [BEGIN LOG] Dir. Osorio: I was made aware that you have a report on the nature of this SCP-4400-América? Specifically, a theorized method of function? Dr. Rosales: Yes. Doctor, you are aware of our previous conclusions as to what 4400-América was, correct? Dir. Osorio: That it was some variety of paraweapon of mass destruction? And that 4400 had been to store it? Rs. Balenciaga: Yes, ma'am. Investigation of 4400-América is difficult because we cannot approach it, as a result of the many traps and the effects of 4400-Barcelona. Dr. Rosales: When we sent a D-Class up the steps of the Temple of the Skull, he was torn apart by a nuclear blood serpent. Rs. Balenciaga: But with the help of the Curators, we were able to disarm many of the traps and get close to the paraweapons. Then we brought in a consultant from the Scientific Department: Doctor McCusick. Dr. McCusick: Once I was able to get close to SCP-4400-América, I was able to conduct a more in-depth study of the anomaly, including radiography and magical imaging. Dir. Osorio: And you have a conclusion? Dr. McCusick: Yes. SCP-4400-América is a collection of anomalous thaumonuclear bombs, created around 650 CE, give or take thirty years. There is a moment of silence. Dir. Osorio: And? Dr. McCusick: I'm sorry? Dir. Osorio: It is just a nuclear explosive? Nothing special? Dr. McCusick: It is an eigenweapon which uses anomalous means to induce nuclear fission, resulting in an end result similar to that of a conventional and nonanomalous nuclear detonation. In layman's terms, it uses magic to split an atom. Dir. Osorio: And the only anomaly is in how it splits the atom? Dr. McCusick: Yes, the resultant explosion is mundane. Dir. Osorio: What size are they? Dr. McCusick: Well, it varies, but the largest is about thirty kilotons. Dir. Osorio: That is hardly larger than the Fat Man. No Tsar Bomba! Dr. McCusick: That is correct, but- Dir. Osorio: Tell me, are you all … afraid of this thing? Rs. Balenciaga: Well, yes. Dr. Rosales: I am. Dr. McCusick: Yes. Dir. Osorio: I feel you may be under the lingering effects of Barcelona. Either that, or you are taking the word of a shadow serpent too seriously. Rs. Balenciaga: How so? Dir. Osorio: Fifty meters below my bedroom, there is a nuclear failsafe. It is a hundred kilotons of nuclear power, ready to explode at a moment's notice. I sleep like a baby. Dr. Rosales: Ma'am? Dir. Osorio: The Mayans feared these nukes because they were anachronistic. They were ahead of their time, and did not belong in the year 650. But we are not in the year 650 anymore, and 4400-América is in the time it belongs in. Rs. Balenciaga: What are you recommending? Dir. Osorio: We leave them in place. SCP-4400 has worked well enough for the past thirteen hundred years as a containment method. Why play with it? Dr. Rosales: But what if some Group of Interest learned about 4400-América and tried to use it? Or worse, 4400-Cáceres? Dir. Osorio: Cáceres? Cáceres is a demon that will teach you how to split an atom. I already know of such a demon, and his name is Robert Oppenheimer. [END LOG] Following this, the current Special Containment Procedures for SCP-4400 were implemented. SCP-4400-América will be contained in situ. Footnotes 1. A Mayan city located in Chiapas, Mexico. Palenque is currently ruined, with only approximately 10% having been explored at present. 2. A period of Mayan history lasting from approximately 600 CE to 900 CE, although Palenque was abandoned in 799 CE. 3. For reference, background radiation averages 1.5 to 3.5 mSv per year. Standard Foundation policy limits individuals to 50 mSv of exposure annually. 4. The fourth category of Weapon of Mass Destruction, of either anomalous origin or function. Consult document 3LDV-04 for more information. 5. A second result, which takes the form of an anomalous dream, is also suspected. However, given the radioactive nature of SCP-4400, it has been decided that the cost of further testing of this outweighs the benefit of research. 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SCP-4401	safe	3/4401 LEVEL 3/4401 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4401 Safe Interior skylight above SCP-4401 Special Containment Procedures: All trails within 2km of the entrance to SCP-4401 have been closed to public access. Foundation personnel posing as park rangers are to monitor the area for signs of trespass and relocate any persons within the area of operation. During an eclipse, either partial or total, solar or lunar, security is to be augmented with the presence of a squadron of MTF Nu-7 ("Hammer Down") for the full duration of the celestial event. Description: SCP-4401 is a cylindrical block of Rhyolite1 capable of manipulating space and producing Class-II psionic emanations. The stone is housed within a cave network in the Sheep Creek Range of north-central Nevada. The circular surface of the stone measures nine meters in diameter and rises one meter above the cave floor. Directly above the object is a naturally occurring skylight with an unobstructed view of the sky. The anomalous properties of SCP-4401 manifest between 0200 and 0300 local standard time. Regardless of expected location or visibility, the moon will appear at the due-East periphery of the skylight and traverse the opening. The full width of the moon will have crossed the opposing threshold by 0300. For the duration of this event, all light reflected by the moon will be directed onto the center of the monolith. While the moonlight is not independently anomalous, sapient creatures that stand on the dais while under directed moonlight will enter a dissociative state for the duration of the event. The mechanisms by which this state is induced are presently unknown, however, exposure to this state does not appear to cause any short-term or permanent physical damage. Researcher's Note: Any personnel exposed to the effects of SCP-4401 are to be enrolled in a sleep study for a minimum of seven nights after exposure. Evaluations are to be performed by the site designated psychiatrist on day three and day seven post-exposure. Application of Class B amnestics is authorized in the event of a failed evaluation. Use of Class C amnestics requires Level 3 approval before administration. + Interview Log 4401.1 - Dismiss Interview Log Interview Synopsis: This interview takes place approximately 16 hours after subject D-2339 was exposed to the dissociative effects of directed moonlight. After returning to their assigned barracks, D-2339 went to sleep and began exhibiting symptoms of severe agitation shortly after entering a REM cycle. Site medical staff were unable to wake D-2339 until rapid eye movement had ceased. <Interviewer>: "Okay, so, what do you recall after leaving the anomalous zone?" <D-2339>: "Everything was quiet. Like…muted. Gray. I felt like I was watching myself walk around." <Interviewer>: "Which was it? Muted in sound, or muted in color?" <D-2339>: "Both, I think. It's tough to remember, I was hazy for a while. Tough to piece that together especially when it didn't feel right." <Interviewer>: "Please try to recall and describe how you felt as best you can." <D-2339>: "I didn't really get ahold of myself until we unloaded back at the barracks. I laid down, hands above my head and just sort of…drifted off without really trying. It was really easy to fall asleep. I remember that. Is it weird I remember that?" <Interviewer>: "Did you experience any dreaming or dreamlike states after that point?" <D-2339>: "Yeah. Yeah, I did." <Interviewer>: "Please, continue." <D-2339>: "I was on the surface of something. A new place… a planet or something. I could see the stars everywhere, surrounding us as I looked around, looked up. There was the Earth but it didn't look quite right, ya know? Like, I could see it. North America and everything. But the Sun was behind it and off to the side too. Shouldn't I have seen the night side?" <Interviewer>: "It was a dream; it doesn't necessarily have to follow rules. But yes, in a logically consistent state you should have seen the night side if the Sun was behind the Earth." <D-2339>: "Well it was bright and clear as day. And then the Sun behind it, like I said. I was drawn to this…this eclipse over the Sun. Something big. Huge. I'm not sure if it was close or far away but it started blocking out the Sun." <Interviewer>: "Earlier you said 'us'. You weren't alone?" <D-2339>: "No. I mean, yes. Maybe? When the eclipse got further along and most of the sun was hidden I felt a hand on my shoulder. Someone was standing behind me. I…I wanted to look, but I couldn't. I wanted to look at the eclipse even more than I wanted to see him. We watched it together. It felt so comforting. Almost like… like the sun was coming up over the horizon and casting a warm light on my face, except this was the opposite. It was a shadow." <D-2339>: "Just as She moved in front of the Sun, whoever was standing behind me spoke. He told me, 'Listen; soon you will be able to hear Her song'. I mean, I think he told me? Maybe he just said it into my head? It was a dream. Not sure how I would know the difference. Then, just when the eclipse was…well, I woke up. I was woken up. The orderlies woke me up." <Interviewer>: "Are you aware that you said 'she' moved in front of the sun?" <D-2339>: "No, I don't think that I did." <Interviewer>: "Okay, that'll be all for now. Report to medical." Researcher's Note: D-2339 was administered Class B amnestics and returned to general population. Discovery Log: SCP-4401 was discovered 24 November 1999, when Foundation sorting algorithms noted a rash of medical database updates containing Foundation key term ["out of body experience"] in the vicinity of Battle Mountain, Nevada. Six individuals ranging in age from 28 to 36 were hiking together in the Sheep Creek Range and came upon a natural cave. Seeking shelter from an unexpected weather system and sudden drop in temperature, the excursion entered the natural cave system leading to SCP-4401 and set up camp overnight in the vicinity of the anomaly. Over the next several days, five of the six members of the party independently sought medical attention for the "out of body experience" they reported. The sixth member of the hiking group did not seek medical attention and his whereabouts were unaccounted for. Due to concerns for explainable phenomena such as natural gas, Foundation liaisons in the Nevada State Park Service explored the area of concern and reconstructed the route used by the group of hikers, ultimately leading them to SCP-4401. A perimeter was established before MTF Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats") was dispatched to sweep the location. Upon identification of the anomalous monolith, the remains of the sixth member of the hiking excursion were recovered within the cave. Cause of death was severe blunt force trauma to the orbital sockets. No weapon or implement used to cause this damage was recovered from the scene and the wounds did not appear to be self-inflicted. A journal was recovered from the makeshift campsite adjacent to the monolith. Other personal effects were cataloged and destroyed. Journal, 16 November 1999 I've barely slept since the hike. I just went outside last night and stared up at the sky, trying to catch a glimpse of the moon in between the clouds. Even long after it went over the horizon, I was just…looking up. Waiting for something, a sign maybe. I don't know. My feet hurt like hell when I went back inside. Feel like I let myself catch frostbite. Journal, 17 November 1999 Another sleepless night. I want to see it again. I want to hear Her song. I'm packing a bag and going back. I called Jerry. Then Marshall. Neither of them wants to go back just yet but they said we can plan another trip for next month. I have a feeling that they're humoring me though. Guess I am going back by myself; I'll pack a bag at first light so I can make good time before the sun gets too high. Journal, 18 November 1999 First good fucking night's sleep in what feels like years. I made it to the cave around 1 PM. Plenty of time for firewood. I set up the tent against the big rock. I managed to fall asleep 9 or 10 but I woke up at 1 AM because of what felt like a freakin' spotlight shining on me. Big fat white light on that large rock, just like the first night we slept here. I knew instantly that She was singing for me. As soon as I stepped into the light the pain went away and my body finally let me fall asleep. Insomnia caught up with me I guess; it was late afternoon by the time I woke up. Aside from a nasty case of dry mouth and the killer headache that comes with dehydration, I felt great. Journal, 20 November 1999 I tried to ask Her a question last night. I can feel the altar humming when I put my hands on it. There's this… energy up here, in the mountains, as if the whole universe is trying to extend its hand for me to hold. She wants me to take it, I know she does. They both do, Mother and Father. I prayed all night that She might sing to me again. I prayed hard, really I did. Just as the moon moved over top of the cavern, I heard Her. I repeated my prayer and my whole body tingled; The energy, it was electric! I pulled myself up and into the light and I looked up to behold Her. To hear her song. Journal, 21 November 1999 This morning, when I came to, my face was covered with something. Blood mixed with dirt maybe? My eyes are killing me and the headache is back worse than ever. It was so worth it to hear Her though. Remembering the dream is easy right now but I never want to forget. Father stood in front of me, but I could not see his face. He was a shadow within Her shadow, and I could feel the energy humming from them like big, slow ocean waves. It pelted me but it was a… nice pressure. Like this kind of big maternal comfort. A blanket, wrapped tightly around me until my every fear felt impossibly far away and there was only the three of us. They told me I can come to visit for a while but the door is only open when Her Shadow falls. The eclipse. It's tomorrow night. I want to call Marshall, bring him too, but I can't afford to go down the hill to search for cell signals. I have to prepare. I'm sorry. Journal, 22 November 1999 I've been preparing all day, studying the glyphs on the altar and searching for the signs of Her Song all around us. It's tough to hear Her during the day. Really tough. All there is… just this ringing. Always ringing. In my head, in my ears it's constant. It hurts, and it only stops when She sings. The altar helps when I touch it. I've waited so long for this. I cannot believe it; tonight is the night when I can look upon Her face. Tonight is the night the light dies and my new day dawns. Footnotes 1. A silica-rich igneous rock bearing a resemblance to granite.
SCP-4402	safe	Item #: SCP-4402 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-4402 are to be stored in a large Standard Containment Chamber at Site-92. If small enough, instances are to be stored in individual safes. All guards assigned to SCP-4402 are to take 100 mg of Class-H (Anterograde) amnestics every 24 hours. Individuals affected by SCP-4402 are to be anesthetized until affected tissue can be surgically removed and contained. Any piece of writing partially or fully matching the description below is to be reported immediately. Attempts to spread, deduce or otherwise increase availability of the contents of SCP-4402 will be met with severe disciplinary action. All personnel seeking to enter SCP-4402's containment chamber require approval from the O5 Council and are to take Class-H amnestics prior to entry. Description: SCP-4402 is the text from a shopping list made by an unknown individual, most likely between 1996 and 2005. Although the list is written in ordinary HB grade graphite, attempts to erase or add text have been unsuccessful. The contents of the text are as follows (redactions have been made to minimize creation of new SCP-4402 instances): Hopefully you'll remember it this time, Daniel. Two dozen eggs [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] P.S. Take the chicken out of the freezer -Mom When the text above is fully written, typed out or otherwise stored, the medium of storage will become uneditable and invulnerable to all damage. In the case of physical copies, erasers or similar items do not have any effect and graphite or ink do not adhere. This effect also applies to human brains, as individuals who have been exposed to SCP-4402 in its entirety can recall its contents on demand after a single viewing, regardless of time elapsed since exposure. Cerebral tissue containing memories of SCP-4402 is also immune to amnestics, physical trauma and decay long after the individual has died. However, these effects will not take place if the subject is incapable of forming new memories (e.g. suffering from short-term memory loss or under the effects of Class-H amnestics) or unable to perceive the text. While existing instances of SCP-4402 cannot be edited, there is some leeway when creating new ones. Namely, the phrase "Take the chicken out of the freezer" may be replaced with an arbitrary piece of text, regardless of length or any other variable, and it will be memorized alongside the original text. Following the recent discovery that it may overwrite other information if there is insufficient storage space, all proposals for using SCP-4402 as a mnemonics device have been rejected. Addendum 4402-A: Incident 4402-27 Date: ██/██/20██ Incident Report: An instance of SCP-4402 was accidentally transferred to the Site-58 e-mail server, and became appended with the entire contents of the server. 167 Foundation employees are known to have been affected. ██ individuals suffered varying levels of amnesia, ██ experienced partial paralysis, ██ report sensory hallucinations, █ suffered extreme shifts in personality, ██ have been diagnosed with epilepsy, ██ entered vegetative state and █ personnel are deceased. Site-58 entered lockdown soon afterwards. The server was transported to Containment Unit 4402 and a replacement server was set up. Extensive disabled-access equipment has been installed at Site-58. ██ personnel have been moved to different projects due to their inability to complete their current ones after the incident. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4402" by BaranXLR, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4402. 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-4403	safe	Item #: SCP-4403 Date Accessed: 04/09/1983 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4403-1 is to be kept in a maximum security vault at Site-11. Due an ongoing attempt by members of Silent Crusade (Assigned GoI-4403) to recover SCP-4403-1, SCP-4403’s containment vault is built to specifications that are compliant with requirements for a class IX shelter.2 Furthermore, following several espionage attempts on Foundation personnel with access to SCP-4403-1’s containment information by members of GoI-4403, Protocol Iron Sheaf3and Protocol Blank Check4 has been enacted for all documents/personnel related to SCP-4403-1's containment. MTF Mu-32 (Janissaries)5 have been assigned to Site-11 to safeguard and repel any attempts from armed members of The Silent Crusade to reclaim SCP-4403-1. Description: SCP-4403 is an extradimensional space of indeterminate size that is currently in use by The Silent Crusade (GoI-4403) as their base of standard operation. The Silent Crusade utilized SCP-4403's anomalous properties to engage in various acts of inconspicuous warfare and subterfuge against nations and groups deemed 'unjust' in order to dramatically alter the events of standard time-line. For more details regarding The Silent Crusade, refer to the addenda below. Entrances to SCP-4403 are capable of materializing in multiple locations simultaneously in the form of a passenger train with the doors leading to the interior of the train leading to the same space. The interior of SCP-4403 is incongruous to one of a non-anomalous passenger train, but rather presents the interior of a large building. Foundation personnel report seeing large dining halls, kitchens, bedrooms, offices, hydroponic farms, research labs, as well as multiple armories, training facilities, medical wards, and air locks6. The fullest extent of SCP-4403's interior is unknown to the Foundation. There seems to be no geographical limitation on SCP-4403's ability to manifest and de-manifest entrances to it. Furthermore, this ability is not limited to different locations in space, but also time. Therefore, SCP-4403 serves as a means for The Silent Crusade to rapidly deploy its personnel anywhere and anywhen. All entrances will vary in style and size depending on geographical location and temporal location, but they will always take form of a passenger train, or some mode of transportation should the time the location of the portal was created predates use of passenger trains. It is hypothesized that SCP-4403 exudes a light antimemetic field that cloaks it from most casual observers. This effect extends to those that exit from SCP-4403 for an indeterminate amount of time. According to claims made by members of The Silent Crusade, SCP-4403 and people hidden in this way are visible to those with 'a heart that yearns for justice'. Further testing is ongoing to test the validity of this claim.7 It is theorized that a control room exists that allows the upper echelon of The Silent Crusade to select the location and time for gateway deployment SCP-4403-1 is a master key that fits into a control panel in the 'conductor's room' inside of SCP-4403. Use of SCP-4403-1 activates the control panel that allows one to make location and time selections for gateway creation. By extension, without SCP-4403-1, SCP-4403 would be rendered inert. For more details, see addendum 1 Discovery: SCP-4403, and by extension, The Silent Crusade as a group of interest was discovered by coincidence in 1982 when Doctor Lyn Marness noticed a pair of men in U.S. Union standard uniform and gear chatting in the middle of a local market in Kisuru, Kenya. At the time, Dr. Marness was under the influence of Class-X Mnestics, as he was returning from an assignment for the Antimemetics Division. Dr. Marness suspected anomalous activity related to antimemetics when he noticed that while the pair were present in a crowded Kenyan Marketplace, the local population did not react to the presence of the men. Doctor Marness approached the men, and the following exchange occurred: + Show Log - Hide Log Doctor Lyn Marness: Excuse me gentlemen. Doctor Marness puts his hands on the shoulder of one man from behind. I couldn't help but admire the workmanship that went into your uniforms. Tell me, is there a reenactment of a battle going on nearby? Man 1, later named 'Absko': Man 1 noticeably jumps and looks startled. How is it that you are able to see? Does your heart, too, burn with justice, for the desire to make things right, to right the endless wrongs committed, and will be committed by the wicked? Man 2, later named 'Thabiti': Absko, he must be. The Knights oft regale us of tales of how our founder, the just flame in whose heart to that of ours was as the sun is to a candle, first found the Citadel and laid claim to it, so that the righteous everywhere and everywhen may heed the clarion call and congregate. Man 1 (Absko): Tell me friend. Does what we described ring true for you? Indeed, we go to fight in the good battle, but not for amusement; we put our lives on the line to correct a terrible wrong. Doctor Lyn Marness: My life's work is that of protecting the helpless and the unaware. Man 2 (Thabiti): Then you are worthy of seeing the Great Citadel. Tell me brother, are you able to come with us at this moment? Doctor Lyn Marness: I have other duties to attend to at this moment. They are of paramount importance for completing my mission of protecting the innocent from a lurking threat that cannot be seen. Man 1 (Absko): Then go, brother, and protect the helpless. Give us a time and a place brother, and Thabiti and I shall endeavor to meet with you. Closing Statement: Dr. Marness made an appointment to meet the pair a week later. Upon returning to Site, Dr. Marness reported to the site director what had transpired. After deliberation, Dr. Marness was given approval to follow the men and find out more about The Silent Crusade (thereupon assigned GoI-4403), should he volunteer to do so. Dr. Marness agreed to the assignment, and entered SCP-4403 accompanied by Absko and Thabiti a week after. Upon his return, he had procured vital intelligence regarding SCP-4403 and the Silent Crusade. Several Documents were given to Dr. Marness during his time inside SCP-4403. A scanning mechanism built into a pair of contact lenses were able to record the documents prior to Dr. Marness's amnesticization and release by The Silent Crusade. Summary of other vital information regarding The Silent Crusade is also given below. + Documents recovered from SCP-4403 - Hide Documents Documents/Information Recovered from SCP-4403 (colloquially referred to as 'The Citadel' by members of The Silent Crusade): Mission Statement Structure of GoI-4403 List of Missions Contingency Protocols of GoI-4403 Our Mission: As a great man8 will have put so eloquently: "Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny." The said garment of destiny is slowly being woven from the inexorable loom of history. For those outside of The Citadel, they can only lament when they run their hands across the garment and see great holes rent in it by various injustices - seemingly irreparable wounds inflicted upon the human race by the wanton hatred and shortsighted greed of the unjust, and enabled by the indifference of the ignorant, and the apathy of the cowardly. It is not enough for the righteous to seek out infamy and fight it everywhere they find it, for the rips and tears inflicted cannot be mended this way. Therefore, the righteous must strive to do battle everywhere and everywhen. While our numbers are humble, we are armed with knowledge of how all things that must be mended came to pass, and our hearts burn with the passionate flame to give our good cause our all. We are The Silent Crusade, and we shall mend the garment of destiny until the events come to pass where the speech in which the aforementioned garment was mentioned will never have been need to be said. "It seems The Silent Crusade is organized into a strict hierarchy where merit determines eligibility for promotion. As far as I could tell, there were no distinction in titles between Silent Crusade personnel that work as combatants in the field, research personnel, or bureaucrat. -Dr. Lyn Marness 'The Founder': "The Founder is a mysterious figure that supposedly first discovered SCP-4403 and established The Silent Crusade. Not much is known about this figure, but it is obvious that all members of GoI-4403 I've encountered hold him in reverence, some even to a fanatical degree." ???: From snippets of conversation I picked up, there is a good chance that the Templars are not the highest in the pecking order of the Silent Crusade. However, I could not push for more information without drawing suspicion/ire of others. Templars: The existence of the Templars as a class were mentioned in a passing remark when I talked to the Knight that Absko and Thabiti brought me to. He mentioned submitting a report regarding their last mission to the Templars. This leads me to believe that Templars are the foundation analogue of Senior Researchers and Site Directors. Knights: I had an opportunity to talk to a Knight when Absko and Thabiti first brought me into SCP-4403 to discuss my entry into The Citadel. Despite all three of them being in the Union Standard, the Knight definitely stood out. I don't know how to best describe it. Despite his diminutive stature being full two heads lower than mine, he exuded almost an aura of calm and confidence that I've only ever seen in two other people during my 35 years in the Foundation. He gazed at me with a set of piercing eyes that seemed to hint at me that he knew I was not being completely forthcoming with them. Made me real uneasy about what was about to happen without even saying a word. From what I've seen, it seems that as far as responsibilities go, knights are the Foundation analogues of MTF Captains/Researchers. Squires: Squires are pages that have received the privilege of being considered full-fledged members of The Silent Crusade. They make up the brunt of the personnel in terms of sheer numbers. In the field, anywhere between 2 to 35 Squires are assigned per Knight. It is presumed that these groupings are kept between assignments, allowing for increased cohesion and communication between members. Closest Foundation analogues are low-ranking MTF Members and Junior Researchers. Pages: Pages are the newest recruits into The Silent Crusade. From what I've gone through, an orientation of sorts followed by a vow of secrecy is needed in order to be considered a Page. Pages receive rudimentary training in order to become contributing members in various areas, whether it be research, combat, etc. Those that refuse to take the vow are given a drug that acts similar to a low-class amnestic before being released. I was under the influence of weak mnestics during the time I was given the amnestic, so I was successfully able to retain the information garnered, albeit with serious side effects9. Name of Conflict: Storming of the Bastille, French Revolution (1789) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: The French Garrison under command of Marquis de Launay successfully hold back the French Revolutionaries by using their defensible position in conjunction with access to heavy guns. High crowd density in the streets of Paris cause 3672 casualties for the revolutionaries. GoI-4403's Actions: Covert Silent Crusade Operatives use forged documents to cause the French bureaucracy to move surplus food, ammunition, and soldiers out of the Bastille, leaving the fortress nearly empty. Results: French Revolutionaries successfully storm the Fortress of Bastille, serving as an impetus for the French Revolution to continue. Name of Event: Battle of Gettysburg, American Civil War (1863) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Confederate soldiers under the leadership of General Robert E. Lee rout the Union Soldiers, prompting the British, whose textile industry depended heavily on Southern cotton, to send aid to the Confederacy. This ultimately resulted in the Union being forced to recognize the Confederacy as a sovereign nation, and the institution of Slavery remained legal in the Confederacy until the year 2023. GoI-4403's Actions: Silent Crusade Personnel take advantage of the confusion and light antimemetic cloaking effect from SCP-4403 to blend into Union Battle Lines seamlessly, providing the Union side with crucial manpower to repel Confederate Major General Pickett's Charge. Results: The Union comes out victorious in the Battle of Gettysburg, stymieing potential British support for the Confederacy as well as removing political leverage for the Confederacy to negotiate terms of ceasefire. The chain of events resulting from the Union Victory in the Battle of Gettysburg ultimately allows the Union to quash the Confederacy in the greater conflict of the American Civil War. Name of Event: Amritsar Massacre (1919) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: British Indian troops under orders of Colonel Reginald Dyer opened fire indiscriminately into a crowd of Indian Civilians, resulting in ~1600 fatalities. GoI-4403's Actions: Covert Silent Crusade operatives replaced Lee-Enfield Rifles assigned to soldiers that would stand on either side of Col. Dyer with defective ones with shaped charges that would trigger when fired. Operatives also infiltrated the armory and replaced first 3 rounds in all clips with defective rounds/blanks. Results: Upon giving the order to fire upon the civilians, both shaped charges detonate, launching shrapnel which ejects 84% of Col. Dyer's brain matter, killing him instantly. The two soldiers flanking Col. Dyer suffered minor concussions. the sudden death of the commanding officer results in the battalion's attention being shifted away from the civilians, giving them ample time to escape. Name of Event: Discovery of Penicilin(1928) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Despite research into properties of staphylococcus bacteria, no headway into properly treating the bacterial infection was found. GoI-4403's Actions: While Sir Alexander Fleming was away on vacation, GoI agents infiltrate his laboratory and release fungal spores from genus Penicillium into a petri dish containing samples. Results: Sir Alexander Fleming accidentally discovers Penicillin as the first antibiotic, saving countless lives from being lost to bacterial infections Name of Event: World War II (1939 ~ 1945) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Competent German Leadership under █████ █████████ results in the Germans securing the Middle-Eastern oil fields right after taking over Continental Europe. This allowed them to supply both themselves and their Japanese allies. Furthermore, since the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact was not violated, the Germans were able to focus their efforts on the Western Front. [ADDITIONAL DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] GoI-4403's Actions: The Silent Crusade uses assassinations of key figures in the Early Nazi Party to dispose of █████ █████████ in favor of the more incompetent Adolf Hitler. Protocol Nth Chance enacted 22 times, and Protocol Crossroads enacted 7 times. Results: Nazi Germany collapses after a botched invasion of Russia and a successful landing at Normandy by American Troops forces them to fight a two-front war. Defeat of Imperial Japan follows soon after. Name of Event: Vaneshaan Invasion of United Earth Directorate (2422) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Technological and Numerical Disparity between Vaneshaan Warband and the United Earth Directorate results in death of 99.926% of all humans, Earth and Mars being rendered inhospitable, and Alpha Centauri being artificially induced into going supernova. It is not evident what actions the Foundation will have taken during this time, if it still had existed. GoI-4403's Actions: Protocol Nth Chance enacted 1621 times. Protocol Deus Vult enacted. Protocol Sleeping Nephilim enacted. Results: Vaneshann Invasion successfully repelled, with 12 planets outside of the Solar System under Human Control and 320 billion human lives being lost. A complete list of items for this category can be found in Document-4403-A Protocol Nth Chance : Enacted when a change to the time-line invariably contributes to a 'worse' outcome in the same conflict. Actions taken can range from preventing the execution of the original mission, to trying different methodologies. Protocol Crossroads: Enacted when a change to the time-line invariably contributes to a 'worse' outcome in a separate conflict. Actions taken can range from preventing the execution of the original mission, to trying different methodologies. Protocol Deus Vult: Used as a last resort, Protocol Deus Vult is enacted when a conflict becomes impossible to remedy with resources available to GoI-4403 alone. Involves breaching secrecy by members of GoI-4403 in order to prevent catastrophic damage to Earth, its biosphere, and human civilization. Protocol Sleeping Nephilim [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Soon after Dr. Marness submitted his report, an emergency meeting was held by the upper echelon of The Foundation10. [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] MTF Mu-32 (Janissaries) was rapidly formed for the express purpose of disabling SCP-4403 and/or neutralizing GoI-4403. Two days after Dr. Marness's return from SCP-4403, MTF Mu-32 supported by personnel from MTF Tau-5 (Samsara) and MTF Nu-7 (Hammer Down)11 entered SCP-4403 through a gateway. Despite heavy resistance from Silent Crusade operatives and the availability of technologically advanced weaponry to GoI-4403 members, Foundation MTFs were able to locate a heavily guarded room where SCP-4403-1 was recovered. SCP-4403-1 was successfully recovered and placed under Containment. [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] ... you have the right to know Aren't you curious as to what happened during WWII had the Silent Crusade not intervened? Whoever you are, I know that you might be surprised to find data that was supposedly expunged by the O5 Council stapled behind the actual containment papers. You see, the one downside of Protocol Iron Sheaf is the fact that if someone with clearance decides to make… modifications to the documents, those will stay there until someone with the same clearance decides to do a parity check and decides to undo those changes. But first, don't you think it's strange how despite the fact that you are one of the trusted few allowed access to this document, pieces of information are still expunged by 'The order of the O5 Council'? Let me make this clear. Because of Protocol Iron Sheaf, No other versions of this Containment Procedure exist. As powerful as the Overseer Council may be, they are still subject to this protocol - meaning that they can't just enter some level 5 credential in a terminal somewhere and gain access to the expunged information. Funny considering one of the pieces of information is literally just what would have happened during WWII if the Silent Crusade had not intervened. We know it's not memetic or cognitohazardous, since if it was, they would have just said that it was, and would have circumvented it using one of the multitudes of methods available to the Foundation. So why do they not want you to know? I'll show you the redacted information, and hopefully the reason why this information was redacted becomes clear. Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Competent German Leadership under █████ █████████ results in the Germans securing the Middle-Eastern oil fields right after taking over Continental Europe. This allowed them to supply both themselves and their Japanese allies. Furthermore, since the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact was not violated, the Germans were able to focus their efforts on the Western Front. German Scientists in conjunction with Unit 731 of Imperial Japan devise a blight that was covertly released into the Soviet Union, causing massive starvation which destabilized the country and forced the nation to agree to export oil to Axis Forces in exchange for desperately needed grain. Despite Aid from America, Axis forces do not declare war on America due to Germany greatly discouraging Japan from invading the U.S.-Held territory of the Philippines. German Intelligence agencies covertly fund certain interest groups during the 1940 presidential election, leading to Franklin Delano Roosevelt losing against Charles Lindbergh, who ran on an Anti-War, 'America First' platform. A covert treaty is held between Nazi Germany and the U.S., guaranteeing America from not becoming an active belligerent given 1) American Overseas territories will be untouched by axis forces 2) Human rights violations will not be committed against British Civilians and POWs should Britain be defeated and 3) Axis forces will not engage in hostilities against the American Merchant Navy Crew. Britain falls to Nazi Germany in 1952 after an intense bombing campaign carried out by warplanes utilizing newly developed jet engines, despite U.S. material aid. Joint invasion of Russia by Japanese and German forces take place during Spring of 1957. The Soviet Union falls in 7 months due to advances in vehicle technology that allows Axis forces to operate in cold temperatures and years of blight and social unrest plaguing the nation. Imperial Japan, taking inspiration from Nazi Germany's master race theory and the Final Solution, takes part in similar policies based under the Yamato Race Theory to 'purge' Korea, Manchuria, and other Southeast Asian nations of the 'lesser races' to populate the land with Japanese Colonists. In 1955, Imperial Japan begins to ransack and massacre major cities in foreign territories with methodologies analogous to events in Nanjing Massacre (1937). Nazi Germany lays claim to most of French and British held overseas territories by 1962. Silent Crusade Historians confirm that no statistically significant Jewish Populations remained in Continental Europe, Middle East, Asia, and Africa by 1970. It is estimated nearly 17 million people of Jewish descent perished during the years 1939 ~ 1970. Furthermore, estimates state that anywhere between 350 and 423 million Chinese and 4 to 7 million Koreans perished at the hands of the imperial Japanese, with more than 40 million women from conquered territories experiencing rape and/or sexual slavery by the Imperial Japanese by the end of the war. As influential the Silent Crusade was in influencing historical events, the resources available to them paled in comparison to what the Foundation had to offer. After SCP-4403-1 was recovered, there was a great fracas among the upper echelon of the Foundation on what the best course of action was. There was much talk of using SCP-4403 in conjunction with the other resources that the Foundation had at its disposal - both mundane and anomalous - to basically carry on what the Silent Crusade was doing, albeit under careful scrutiny of our organization. If a tiny organization could limit the damage done to the world in a major global conflict such as WWII by such an immense amount, imagine what the Foundation could do - or so the argument went. Of course, the old guard, like O5-1, wanted to lock SCP-4403-1 up and forget about it just like the other hundreds of safe class objects we had. What they didn't count on was that between the time that they had first came to power and now, how most people thought the way the Foundation ought to be run had Changed. Dramatically. You see, to a substantial number of us, working for the Foundation was more than just taking anomalies and sticking them inside boxes, oh no. As cheesy and idealistic as this may sound, for some, to work for the Foundation was to make a positive difference in this world. To these new faces, SCP-4403 presented an unprecedented opportunity. For others, SCP-4403 presented a chance to atone for horrible deeds that they had committed in the name of the greater good. The resulting furor over the difference was nothing like the Foundation had ever seen before. [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Subject: "On nature of Spatiotemporal Dimensions" by Dr. Advaitha Singh, head of Extradimensional Paratech Application Team at Site 199. As of currently, there are two major arguments on why SCP-4403 ought to be rendered inert instead of being actively utilized by The Foundation. The first is the age-old platitude that the Foundation's mission is to only interfere in the realm of the anomalous. This argument is disingenuous because it blithely assumes that the realm of the anomalous and the realm of the mundane are discrete from one another, when in reality, they share the world that we live in. It is because that these two realms overlap, present dangers to normalcy caused by the anomalous are able to exist, and it is our duty to preserve that normalcy as members of the SCP Foundation. But then the question inevitably arises: what is the fundamental difference between disruption to normalcy caused by, lets say, an omnicidal lizard and a genocidal regime? The answer is, there is none. Therefore, if we have a moral duty to prevent wanton loss of life and unnecessary destruction at the hands of the anomalous, then we cannot shirk at giving the same treatment to disasters caused by more worldly causes. The other, more substantial argument is the prudent concern that meddling with the past can create unforeseen negative consequences. However, this unfair misconception is grounded in a mistaken belief that there is a fundamental difference between space and time. Let me make this clear. There is no intrinsic difference between the dimension of 'space' and the dimension of 'time'. It is the law of this particular universe that while movement in the 3 dimensions we have designated 'spatial' be a simple undertaking, movement along the 4th dimension that has been designated as 'temporal' be limited to that of a constant, unidirectional one. As far as the universe is concerned, causal events that propagate due to changes made in different spaces and different times are exactly identical. For example, let us say I was to travel backwards along the axis of time and - lets say - shoot someone. To a being that can freely move along dimension axes we have designated 'spatial' and 'temporal', the causal structure generated from that change is indistinguishable to the causal structure generated by a change effected along an axis of 'space'. To us, the only difference between changes along 'time' and 'space' are how difficult to rectify the unforeseen consequences of such changes. SCP-4403 removes that difficulty for the former. I'll be blunt. The Foundation has extensive knowledge on nature of causality, thanks to research done on several anomalies we have at hand. Using our knowledge, we can prevent some of humanity's greatest tragedies it has inflicted on itself. Our methodology will be much more refined than the Silent Crusade - I daresay it will be akin to comparing a surgeon's scalpel to a sharpened rock club. I implore the Overseer Council to take into consideration the latest developments and findings in this field and make a decision that isn't based on past prejudices and fears, but rather one based on rationality and what is best for humanity. Motions suggested to the O5 Council at the meeting prior to SCP-4403-1's containment: [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Establish official contact with The Silent Crusade (GoI-4403) for sharing of data, mutual collaboration, and prevention of unnecessary bloodshed. Motioned By: Sargent Barry Choi, Mu-32 Member, 197 others.## Result of O5 vote: 5 Yea 8 Nay Motions suggested to the O5 Council at the meeting after SCP-4403-1's containment: [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Utilize SCP-4403 in order to continue to prevent past humanitarian disasters in recent history. Motioned By: RAISA Director Cade Whittaker, Research Head Dr. Advaitha Singh, 19 others. Result of O5 vote: 4 Yea 9 Nay [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Utilize SCP-4403 in conjunction with Foundation resources and knowledge in order to completely prevent the rise of Nazi Germany and the subsequent global conflict of World War II. Motioned By: Ethics Committee Chair David Wiesenthal, 33 others. Result of O5 vote: 5 Yea 8 Nay [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Utilize SCP-4403 to prevent the containment breach event of SCP-████ on ██/██/1999, causing destruction to 80% of Site-177 and loss of ████ personnel. Upon further investigation, cuts to Site-117's budget had delayed construction of a tertiary failsafe for SCP-████'s containment. Investigation shows that had the failsafe been in place, the damages done on ██/██/1999 would have been greatly mitigated. Motioned By: MTF Iota-10 Head Olga Dostov, Site 117 Director Chenyan Shang, 323 others. Result of O5 vote: 11 Yea 2 Nay OVERRIDDEN BY VETO FROM O5-1 "As tempting as it may be, I will not set such a dangerous precedent" -O5-1 [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Acquire an answer from that 'stubborn old fart O5-1' on what they have to gain from stubbornly clinging on to nonsensical tradition that flies in the face of good sense and recent scientific findings. Motioned By: O5-9, O5-13, MTF Iota-10 Head Olga Dostov, Ethics Committee Chair David Wiesenthal, Site 117 Director Chenyan Shang, Research Head Dr. Advaitha Singh, 391 others. Result of O5 vote: 3 Yea 10 Nay Result: O5-9 and O5-13 censured. MTF Iota-10 Head Olga Dostov reassigned as member of Foundation Intelligence Council. Ethics Committee Chair David Wiesenthal and Director Chenyan Shang censured and given a pay cut. Dr. Advaitha Singh demoted to Level 3 [Researcher]. 'Any further discussion of what to do with SCP-4403-1 is over. The current containment procedures will remain in place'. - Official Statement from the O5 Council. While you may have chuckled at the idea of several prominent members of the Foundation calling O5-1 a 'stubborn old fart', to the aforementioned old guard, the fact that so many under their chain of command had such incompatible views on what to do with these anomalies was a wake up call. In response, they not only expunged what had happened during that meeting, but even the fact that there was something to be expunged. To the untrained eye, there is nothing unusual here. The Foundation is exactly the same as it was 25, 50 years ago. Herein lies the problem. Most Foundation Personnel were recruited for being brilliant thinkers and innovators in their field. Forming a gathering of such thinkers, and then telling them to not think and obey blindly, in hindsight, was foolish. And the funny thing is, prior to the debacle that was the last motion of the meeting, those that did voice dissent still followed protocol and followed their orders to the letter. Doling out punishments for violating orders and protocol is one thing. Actually doling out harsh punishments for daring to question authority was something that was never done before in the history of the Foundation. Ironically, O5-1 did set a dangerous precedent. I'll be blunt, SCP-4403-1 is no longer in the Foundation's possession. Take a couple hundred people who had spent decades working for our organization. All this time, they've been told that despite knowingly sending people to die at hands of horrors untold, despite seeing their friends and comrades be devoured by the same horrors, and in some cases, committing what would normally be a crime against humanity, their actions were just because the Foundation was just. We were content to send others to die in the dark, and die in the dark ourselves - because the world would live on in the light because of it. There weren't any 'active espionage attempts' or 'threats of invasion' from The Silent Crusade. Why would they need to use force and deception when the very people that are supposed to stand in opposition to them believed in what their mission? It just took one disillusioned person to defect to The Silent Crusade with SCP-4403-1. What happened with SCP-4403 was a huge wake up call for these people. They now had doubts. They weren't working for an organization that sought to do the most good, but instead for an organization who cared about maintaining control. The fact that the Foundation spent millions in funding and dwindling human resources to keep up the farce of containing an anomalous item that no longer existed in their possession was the final nail in the coffin for those that knew the truth. If you don't believe me, when the word inevitably comes out, The Foundation will blame their loss on 'Protocol Sleeping Nephilim' and the need to 'prevent panic and demoralization' or some other platitude along those lines. What is Protocol Sleeping Nephilim anyways? In short, The Silent Crusade sent its soldiers far ahead in time to acquire armaments so technologically advanced, any armed conflict between them any non-anomalous contemporary fighting force would result in a rout for the latter. These 'super soldiers' were put in stasis at a secure location, and every month, a member of the Silent Crusade would open a gateway to that safe location in order to prolong the stasis for another month. Should the Silent Crusade be unable to follow through because SCP-4403-1 was taken by force from an external enemy, the soldiers would awaken and, using quantum resonance tracking, relentlessly try to retrieve SCP-4403-1. You'd be surprised to learn that Protocol Sleeping Nephilim was never needed for the Silent Crusade to recover SCP-4403-1. Why win us over with bolts of plasma and motion projectors when they've already won over many of our hearts and minds? I tacked these pages onto the back of this document sheaf on 08/21/1983. On average, I wager a unique person with the clearance to view this document visits this particular location once every 50 days or so. The fact that this is still around for you to read should be proof enough of the wavering loyalty of many among our ranks to the Foundation. But know this, while I may have betrayed the Foundation by writing this, I still serve the idea the Foundation stood for, and hopefully will stand for in the future. So. With this knowledge, what will you do? Will you rip these unsanctioned addenda off the back of the containment file and report a major security breach as protocol demands? Will you decide that whoever comes after you has the right to know what happened to SCP-4403-1 and just leave this here? Will you leave the Foundation and look for other ways to serve humanity? It honestly does not matter to me which you choose. I chose what I thought would be the best for the world moving forward, and I made that choice by weighing the facts and coming to my own conclusions, instead of blindly following orders from a bureaucrat who, to me, was clearly out of touch. Many of my colleagues chose to stay, believing that as years pass and people die, there will come a time when those with their hearts in the right place will rise to positions of authority in the organization. Just as many chose to defect. Regardless, we shall die in the darkness so that the world can live in light. The battlefields in which we fight and die may differ, but our goals remain the same. I see one now. A dilapidated tram car, just like the one I used to ride in Mumbai with my mother before she passed away from tuberculosis. Right in the middle of the park 300 meters away from our building. Funny though, I don't remember taking any Mnestics. - Former Level 3 Researcher Advaitha Singh Footnotes 1. Uncontained 2. Including but not limited to 30 meters of rebar concrete foundation, 2 meter thick steel walls reinforced with █████ Alloy compression mesh, and ███████ technology blocking flux from both tachyon and █████ particles 3. ”Protocol Iron Sheaf is a step up from what the Foundation usually does for at-risk intel. On top of the information being only available on a need-to-know basis, the actual documents pertinent to SCP-4403 have been fully expunged in all electronic databases, and are only available in print in █ locations.” – RAISA Director Cade Whittaker 4. "Should a Foundation personnel be subject to blackmail by GoI-4403, amnesty will be granted to said employee for most crimes committed against the Foundation in exchange for reassignment of said personnel as a double agent working for the Foundation to gather information on GoI-4403." - Olga Dostov, Member of Foundation Intelligence Council and Former Head of MTF Iota-10 (Damn Feds). 5. Maintaining SCP-4403-1 under the Foundation's possession is of paramount importance due to the extreme deviation from normalcy misuse of SCP-4403 can cause to the standard time-line. Therefore, over 85% of Mu-32 personnel are combat veterans drafted from other MTFs 6. "Presumably to allow Silent Crusade Operatives to enter and exit vacuum or aquatic environments without compromising the entire facility, which raises another question - have these guys been fighting future wars in Space?" - Sargent Barry Choi, assigned to Mu-32 7. "We can't use most D-classes, that's for sure. Progress has been slow." -Level 4 Researcher Advaitha Singh 8. Quote attributed to Reverend Martin Luther King Jr. in current time-line. 9. "Simultaneous use of Amnestics and Mnestics are the chemical equivalent of Trepanation" - Dr. Marion Wheeler, Antimemetics Division. 10. Including but not limited to: Most Site Directors, MTF Heads and Veterans, The Ethics Council, the O5 Council, and Senior Members of RAISA 11. "There was a great amount of debate on whether if this level of armed response was necessary, as the Foundation has limited personnel, and there is an opportunity cost for using a MTF to aid in the containment of one anomaly. I cannot stress this enough, SCP-4403 was actively changing base timeline on a whim. We are lucky to have found GoI-4403 before they went and changed something in the past that potentially could have caused a cascade of events that eventually would have rendered the Foundation Nonexistent." -O5-2 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4403" by LifeBot, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4403. 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-4403	uncontained	Item #: SCP-4403 Date Accessed: 04/09/1983 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4403-1 is to be kept in a maximum security vault at Site-11. Due an ongoing attempt by members of Silent Crusade (Assigned GoI-4403) to recover SCP-4403-1, SCP-4403’s containment vault is built to specifications that are compliant with requirements for a class IX shelter.2 Furthermore, following several espionage attempts on Foundation personnel with access to SCP-4403-1’s containment information by members of GoI-4403, Protocol Iron Sheaf3and Protocol Blank Check4 has been enacted for all documents/personnel related to SCP-4403-1's containment. MTF Mu-32 (Janissaries)5 have been assigned to Site-11 to safeguard and repel any attempts from armed members of The Silent Crusade to reclaim SCP-4403-1. Description: SCP-4403 is an extradimensional space of indeterminate size that is currently in use by The Silent Crusade (GoI-4403) as their base of standard operation. The Silent Crusade utilized SCP-4403's anomalous properties to engage in various acts of inconspicuous warfare and subterfuge against nations and groups deemed 'unjust' in order to dramatically alter the events of standard time-line. For more details regarding The Silent Crusade, refer to the addenda below. Entrances to SCP-4403 are capable of materializing in multiple locations simultaneously in the form of a passenger train with the doors leading to the interior of the train leading to the same space. The interior of SCP-4403 is incongruous to one of a non-anomalous passenger train, but rather presents the interior of a large building. Foundation personnel report seeing large dining halls, kitchens, bedrooms, offices, hydroponic farms, research labs, as well as multiple armories, training facilities, medical wards, and air locks6. The fullest extent of SCP-4403's interior is unknown to the Foundation. There seems to be no geographical limitation on SCP-4403's ability to manifest and de-manifest entrances to it. Furthermore, this ability is not limited to different locations in space, but also time. Therefore, SCP-4403 serves as a means for The Silent Crusade to rapidly deploy its personnel anywhere and anywhen. All entrances will vary in style and size depending on geographical location and temporal location, but they will always take form of a passenger train, or some mode of transportation should the time the location of the portal was created predates use of passenger trains. It is hypothesized that SCP-4403 exudes a light antimemetic field that cloaks it from most casual observers. This effect extends to those that exit from SCP-4403 for an indeterminate amount of time. According to claims made by members of The Silent Crusade, SCP-4403 and people hidden in this way are visible to those with 'a heart that yearns for justice'. Further testing is ongoing to test the validity of this claim.7 It is theorized that a control room exists that allows the upper echelon of The Silent Crusade to select the location and time for gateway deployment SCP-4403-1 is a master key that fits into a control panel in the 'conductor's room' inside of SCP-4403. Use of SCP-4403-1 activates the control panel that allows one to make location and time selections for gateway creation. By extension, without SCP-4403-1, SCP-4403 would be rendered inert. For more details, see addendum 1 Discovery: SCP-4403, and by extension, The Silent Crusade as a group of interest was discovered by coincidence in 1982 when Doctor Lyn Marness noticed a pair of men in U.S. Union standard uniform and gear chatting in the middle of a local market in Kisuru, Kenya. At the time, Dr. Marness was under the influence of Class-X Mnestics, as he was returning from an assignment for the Antimemetics Division. Dr. Marness suspected anomalous activity related to antimemetics when he noticed that while the pair were present in a crowded Kenyan Marketplace, the local population did not react to the presence of the men. Doctor Marness approached the men, and the following exchange occurred: + Show Log - Hide Log Doctor Lyn Marness: Excuse me gentlemen. Doctor Marness puts his hands on the shoulder of one man from behind. I couldn't help but admire the workmanship that went into your uniforms. Tell me, is there a reenactment of a battle going on nearby? Man 1, later named 'Absko': Man 1 noticeably jumps and looks startled. How is it that you are able to see? Does your heart, too, burn with justice, for the desire to make things right, to right the endless wrongs committed, and will be committed by the wicked? Man 2, later named 'Thabiti': Absko, he must be. The Knights oft regale us of tales of how our founder, the just flame in whose heart to that of ours was as the sun is to a candle, first found the Citadel and laid claim to it, so that the righteous everywhere and everywhen may heed the clarion call and congregate. Man 1 (Absko): Tell me friend. Does what we described ring true for you? Indeed, we go to fight in the good battle, but not for amusement; we put our lives on the line to correct a terrible wrong. Doctor Lyn Marness: My life's work is that of protecting the helpless and the unaware. Man 2 (Thabiti): Then you are worthy of seeing the Great Citadel. Tell me brother, are you able to come with us at this moment? Doctor Lyn Marness: I have other duties to attend to at this moment. They are of paramount importance for completing my mission of protecting the innocent from a lurking threat that cannot be seen. Man 1 (Absko): Then go, brother, and protect the helpless. Give us a time and a place brother, and Thabiti and I shall endeavor to meet with you. Closing Statement: Dr. Marness made an appointment to meet the pair a week later. Upon returning to Site, Dr. Marness reported to the site director what had transpired. After deliberation, Dr. Marness was given approval to follow the men and find out more about The Silent Crusade (thereupon assigned GoI-4403), should he volunteer to do so. Dr. Marness agreed to the assignment, and entered SCP-4403 accompanied by Absko and Thabiti a week after. Upon his return, he had procured vital intelligence regarding SCP-4403 and the Silent Crusade. Several Documents were given to Dr. Marness during his time inside SCP-4403. A scanning mechanism built into a pair of contact lenses were able to record the documents prior to Dr. Marness's amnesticization and release by The Silent Crusade. Summary of other vital information regarding The Silent Crusade is also given below. + Documents recovered from SCP-4403 - Hide Documents Documents/Information Recovered from SCP-4403 (colloquially referred to as 'The Citadel' by members of The Silent Crusade): Mission Statement Structure of GoI-4403 List of Missions Contingency Protocols of GoI-4403 Our Mission: As a great man8 will have put so eloquently: "Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny." The said garment of destiny is slowly being woven from the inexorable loom of history. For those outside of The Citadel, they can only lament when they run their hands across the garment and see great holes rent in it by various injustices - seemingly irreparable wounds inflicted upon the human race by the wanton hatred and shortsighted greed of the unjust, and enabled by the indifference of the ignorant, and the apathy of the cowardly. It is not enough for the righteous to seek out infamy and fight it everywhere they find it, for the rips and tears inflicted cannot be mended this way. Therefore, the righteous must strive to do battle everywhere and everywhen. While our numbers are humble, we are armed with knowledge of how all things that must be mended came to pass, and our hearts burn with the passionate flame to give our good cause our all. We are The Silent Crusade, and we shall mend the garment of destiny until the events come to pass where the speech in which the aforementioned garment was mentioned will never have been need to be said. "It seems The Silent Crusade is organized into a strict hierarchy where merit determines eligibility for promotion. As far as I could tell, there were no distinction in titles between Silent Crusade personnel that work as combatants in the field, research personnel, or bureaucrat. -Dr. Lyn Marness 'The Founder': "The Founder is a mysterious figure that supposedly first discovered SCP-4403 and established The Silent Crusade. Not much is known about this figure, but it is obvious that all members of GoI-4403 I've encountered hold him in reverence, some even to a fanatical degree." ???: From snippets of conversation I picked up, there is a good chance that the Templars are not the highest in the pecking order of the Silent Crusade. However, I could not push for more information without drawing suspicion/ire of others. Templars: The existence of the Templars as a class were mentioned in a passing remark when I talked to the Knight that Absko and Thabiti brought me to. He mentioned submitting a report regarding their last mission to the Templars. This leads me to believe that Templars are the foundation analogue of Senior Researchers and Site Directors. Knights: I had an opportunity to talk to a Knight when Absko and Thabiti first brought me into SCP-4403 to discuss my entry into The Citadel. Despite all three of them being in the Union Standard, the Knight definitely stood out. I don't know how to best describe it. Despite his diminutive stature being full two heads lower than mine, he exuded almost an aura of calm and confidence that I've only ever seen in two other people during my 35 years in the Foundation. He gazed at me with a set of piercing eyes that seemed to hint at me that he knew I was not being completely forthcoming with them. Made me real uneasy about what was about to happen without even saying a word. From what I've seen, it seems that as far as responsibilities go, knights are the Foundation analogues of MTF Captains/Researchers. Squires: Squires are pages that have received the privilege of being considered full-fledged members of The Silent Crusade. They make up the brunt of the personnel in terms of sheer numbers. In the field, anywhere between 2 to 35 Squires are assigned per Knight. It is presumed that these groupings are kept between assignments, allowing for increased cohesion and communication between members. Closest Foundation analogues are low-ranking MTF Members and Junior Researchers. Pages: Pages are the newest recruits into The Silent Crusade. From what I've gone through, an orientation of sorts followed by a vow of secrecy is needed in order to be considered a Page. Pages receive rudimentary training in order to become contributing members in various areas, whether it be research, combat, etc. Those that refuse to take the vow are given a drug that acts similar to a low-class amnestic before being released. I was under the influence of weak mnestics during the time I was given the amnestic, so I was successfully able to retain the information garnered, albeit with serious side effects9. Name of Conflict: Storming of the Bastille, French Revolution (1789) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: The French Garrison under command of Marquis de Launay successfully hold back the French Revolutionaries by using their defensible position in conjunction with access to heavy guns. High crowd density in the streets of Paris cause 3672 casualties for the revolutionaries. GoI-4403's Actions: Covert Silent Crusade Operatives use forged documents to cause the French bureaucracy to move surplus food, ammunition, and soldiers out of the Bastille, leaving the fortress nearly empty. Results: French Revolutionaries successfully storm the Fortress of Bastille, serving as an impetus for the French Revolution to continue. Name of Event: Battle of Gettysburg, American Civil War (1863) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Confederate soldiers under the leadership of General Robert E. Lee rout the Union Soldiers, prompting the British, whose textile industry depended heavily on Southern cotton, to send aid to the Confederacy. This ultimately resulted in the Union being forced to recognize the Confederacy as a sovereign nation, and the institution of Slavery remained legal in the Confederacy until the year 2023. GoI-4403's Actions: Silent Crusade Personnel take advantage of the confusion and light antimemetic cloaking effect from SCP-4403 to blend into Union Battle Lines seamlessly, providing the Union side with crucial manpower to repel Confederate Major General Pickett's Charge. Results: The Union comes out victorious in the Battle of Gettysburg, stymieing potential British support for the Confederacy as well as removing political leverage for the Confederacy to negotiate terms of ceasefire. The chain of events resulting from the Union Victory in the Battle of Gettysburg ultimately allows the Union to quash the Confederacy in the greater conflict of the American Civil War. Name of Event: Amritsar Massacre (1919) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: British Indian troops under orders of Colonel Reginald Dyer opened fire indiscriminately into a crowd of Indian Civilians, resulting in ~1600 fatalities. GoI-4403's Actions: Covert Silent Crusade operatives replaced Lee-Enfield Rifles assigned to soldiers that would stand on either side of Col. Dyer with defective ones with shaped charges that would trigger when fired. Operatives also infiltrated the armory and replaced first 3 rounds in all clips with defective rounds/blanks. Results: Upon giving the order to fire upon the civilians, both shaped charges detonate, launching shrapnel which ejects 84% of Col. Dyer's brain matter, killing him instantly. The two soldiers flanking Col. Dyer suffered minor concussions. the sudden death of the commanding officer results in the battalion's attention being shifted away from the civilians, giving them ample time to escape. Name of Event: Discovery of Penicilin(1928) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Despite research into properties of staphylococcus bacteria, no headway into properly treating the bacterial infection was found. GoI-4403's Actions: While Sir Alexander Fleming was away on vacation, GoI agents infiltrate his laboratory and release fungal spores from genus Penicillium into a petri dish containing samples. Results: Sir Alexander Fleming accidentally discovers Penicillin as the first antibiotic, saving countless lives from being lost to bacterial infections Name of Event: World War II (1939 ~ 1945) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Competent German Leadership under █████ █████████ results in the Germans securing the Middle-Eastern oil fields right after taking over Continental Europe. This allowed them to supply both themselves and their Japanese allies. Furthermore, since the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact was not violated, the Germans were able to focus their efforts on the Western Front. [ADDITIONAL DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] GoI-4403's Actions: The Silent Crusade uses assassinations of key figures in the Early Nazi Party to dispose of █████ █████████ in favor of the more incompetent Adolf Hitler. Protocol Nth Chance enacted 22 times, and Protocol Crossroads enacted 7 times. Results: Nazi Germany collapses after a botched invasion of Russia and a successful landing at Normandy by American Troops forces them to fight a two-front war. Defeat of Imperial Japan follows soon after. Name of Event: Vaneshaan Invasion of United Earth Directorate (2422) Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Technological and Numerical Disparity between Vaneshaan Warband and the United Earth Directorate results in death of 99.926% of all humans, Earth and Mars being rendered inhospitable, and Alpha Centauri being artificially induced into going supernova. It is not evident what actions the Foundation will have taken during this time, if it still had existed. GoI-4403's Actions: Protocol Nth Chance enacted 1621 times. Protocol Deus Vult enacted. Protocol Sleeping Nephilim enacted. Results: Vaneshann Invasion successfully repelled, with 12 planets outside of the Solar System under Human Control and 320 billion human lives being lost. A complete list of items for this category can be found in Document-4403-A Protocol Nth Chance : Enacted when a change to the time-line invariably contributes to a 'worse' outcome in the same conflict. Actions taken can range from preventing the execution of the original mission, to trying different methodologies. Protocol Crossroads: Enacted when a change to the time-line invariably contributes to a 'worse' outcome in a separate conflict. Actions taken can range from preventing the execution of the original mission, to trying different methodologies. Protocol Deus Vult: Used as a last resort, Protocol Deus Vult is enacted when a conflict becomes impossible to remedy with resources available to GoI-4403 alone. Involves breaching secrecy by members of GoI-4403 in order to prevent catastrophic damage to Earth, its biosphere, and human civilization. Protocol Sleeping Nephilim [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Soon after Dr. Marness submitted his report, an emergency meeting was held by the upper echelon of The Foundation10. [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] MTF Mu-32 (Janissaries) was rapidly formed for the express purpose of disabling SCP-4403 and/or neutralizing GoI-4403. Two days after Dr. Marness's return from SCP-4403, MTF Mu-32 supported by personnel from MTF Tau-5 (Samsara) and MTF Nu-7 (Hammer Down)11 entered SCP-4403 through a gateway. Despite heavy resistance from Silent Crusade operatives and the availability of technologically advanced weaponry to GoI-4403 members, Foundation MTFs were able to locate a heavily guarded room where SCP-4403-1 was recovered. SCP-4403-1 was successfully recovered and placed under Containment. [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] ... you have the right to know Aren't you curious as to what happened during WWII had the Silent Crusade not intervened? Whoever you are, I know that you might be surprised to find data that was supposedly expunged by the O5 Council stapled behind the actual containment papers. You see, the one downside of Protocol Iron Sheaf is the fact that if someone with clearance decides to make… modifications to the documents, those will stay there until someone with the same clearance decides to do a parity check and decides to undo those changes. But first, don't you think it's strange how despite the fact that you are one of the trusted few allowed access to this document, pieces of information are still expunged by 'The order of the O5 Council'? Let me make this clear. Because of Protocol Iron Sheaf, No other versions of this Containment Procedure exist. As powerful as the Overseer Council may be, they are still subject to this protocol - meaning that they can't just enter some level 5 credential in a terminal somewhere and gain access to the expunged information. Funny considering one of the pieces of information is literally just what would have happened during WWII if the Silent Crusade had not intervened. We know it's not memetic or cognitohazardous, since if it was, they would have just said that it was, and would have circumvented it using one of the multitudes of methods available to the Foundation. So why do they not want you to know? I'll show you the redacted information, and hopefully the reason why this information was redacted becomes clear. Prior to GoI-4403 Intervention: Competent German Leadership under █████ █████████ results in the Germans securing the Middle-Eastern oil fields right after taking over Continental Europe. This allowed them to supply both themselves and their Japanese allies. Furthermore, since the Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact was not violated, the Germans were able to focus their efforts on the Western Front. German Scientists in conjunction with Unit 731 of Imperial Japan devise a blight that was covertly released into the Soviet Union, causing massive starvation which destabilized the country and forced the nation to agree to export oil to Axis Forces in exchange for desperately needed grain. Despite Aid from America, Axis forces do not declare war on America due to Germany greatly discouraging Japan from invading the U.S.-Held territory of the Philippines. German Intelligence agencies covertly fund certain interest groups during the 1940 presidential election, leading to Franklin Delano Roosevelt losing against Charles Lindbergh, who ran on an Anti-War, 'America First' platform. A covert treaty is held between Nazi Germany and the U.S., guaranteeing America from not becoming an active belligerent given 1) American Overseas territories will be untouched by axis forces 2) Human rights violations will not be committed against British Civilians and POWs should Britain be defeated and 3) Axis forces will not engage in hostilities against the American Merchant Navy Crew. Britain falls to Nazi Germany in 1952 after an intense bombing campaign carried out by warplanes utilizing newly developed jet engines, despite U.S. material aid. Joint invasion of Russia by Japanese and German forces take place during Spring of 1957. The Soviet Union falls in 7 months due to advances in vehicle technology that allows Axis forces to operate in cold temperatures and years of blight and social unrest plaguing the nation. Imperial Japan, taking inspiration from Nazi Germany's master race theory and the Final Solution, takes part in similar policies based under the Yamato Race Theory to 'purge' Korea, Manchuria, and other Southeast Asian nations of the 'lesser races' to populate the land with Japanese Colonists. In 1955, Imperial Japan begins to ransack and massacre major cities in foreign territories with methodologies analogous to events in Nanjing Massacre (1937). Nazi Germany lays claim to most of French and British held overseas territories by 1962. Silent Crusade Historians confirm that no statistically significant Jewish Populations remained in Continental Europe, Middle East, Asia, and Africa by 1970. It is estimated nearly 17 million people of Jewish descent perished during the years 1939 ~ 1970. Furthermore, estimates state that anywhere between 350 and 423 million Chinese and 4 to 7 million Koreans perished at the hands of the imperial Japanese, with more than 40 million women from conquered territories experiencing rape and/or sexual slavery by the Imperial Japanese by the end of the war. As influential the Silent Crusade was in influencing historical events, the resources available to them paled in comparison to what the Foundation had to offer. After SCP-4403-1 was recovered, there was a great fracas among the upper echelon of the Foundation on what the best course of action was. There was much talk of using SCP-4403 in conjunction with the other resources that the Foundation had at its disposal - both mundane and anomalous - to basically carry on what the Silent Crusade was doing, albeit under careful scrutiny of our organization. If a tiny organization could limit the damage done to the world in a major global conflict such as WWII by such an immense amount, imagine what the Foundation could do - or so the argument went. Of course, the old guard, like O5-1, wanted to lock SCP-4403-1 up and forget about it just like the other hundreds of safe class objects we had. What they didn't count on was that between the time that they had first came to power and now, how most people thought the way the Foundation ought to be run had Changed. Dramatically. You see, to a substantial number of us, working for the Foundation was more than just taking anomalies and sticking them inside boxes, oh no. As cheesy and idealistic as this may sound, for some, to work for the Foundation was to make a positive difference in this world. To these new faces, SCP-4403 presented an unprecedented opportunity. For others, SCP-4403 presented a chance to atone for horrible deeds that they had committed in the name of the greater good. The resulting furor over the difference was nothing like the Foundation had ever seen before. [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Subject: "On nature of Spatiotemporal Dimensions" by Dr. Advaitha Singh, head of Extradimensional Paratech Application Team at Site 199. As of currently, there are two major arguments on why SCP-4403 ought to be rendered inert instead of being actively utilized by The Foundation. The first is the age-old platitude that the Foundation's mission is to only interfere in the realm of the anomalous. This argument is disingenuous because it blithely assumes that the realm of the anomalous and the realm of the mundane are discrete from one another, when in reality, they share the world that we live in. It is because that these two realms overlap, present dangers to normalcy caused by the anomalous are able to exist, and it is our duty to preserve that normalcy as members of the SCP Foundation. But then the question inevitably arises: what is the fundamental difference between disruption to normalcy caused by, lets say, an omnicidal lizard and a genocidal regime? The answer is, there is none. Therefore, if we have a moral duty to prevent wanton loss of life and unnecessary destruction at the hands of the anomalous, then we cannot shirk at giving the same treatment to disasters caused by more worldly causes. The other, more substantial argument is the prudent concern that meddling with the past can create unforeseen negative consequences. However, this unfair misconception is grounded in a mistaken belief that there is a fundamental difference between space and time. Let me make this clear. There is no intrinsic difference between the dimension of 'space' and the dimension of 'time'. It is the law of this particular universe that while movement in the 3 dimensions we have designated 'spatial' be a simple undertaking, movement along the 4th dimension that has been designated as 'temporal' be limited to that of a constant, unidirectional one. As far as the universe is concerned, causal events that propagate due to changes made in different spaces and different times are exactly identical. For example, let us say I was to travel backwards along the axis of time and - lets say - shoot someone. To a being that can freely move along dimension axes we have designated 'spatial' and 'temporal', the causal structure generated from that change is indistinguishable to the causal structure generated by a change effected along an axis of 'space'. To us, the only difference between changes along 'time' and 'space' are how difficult to rectify the unforeseen consequences of such changes. SCP-4403 removes that difficulty for the former. I'll be blunt. The Foundation has extensive knowledge on nature of causality, thanks to research done on several anomalies we have at hand. Using our knowledge, we can prevent some of humanity's greatest tragedies it has inflicted on itself. Our methodology will be much more refined than the Silent Crusade - I daresay it will be akin to comparing a surgeon's scalpel to a sharpened rock club. I implore the Overseer Council to take into consideration the latest developments and findings in this field and make a decision that isn't based on past prejudices and fears, but rather one based on rationality and what is best for humanity. Motions suggested to the O5 Council at the meeting prior to SCP-4403-1's containment: [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Establish official contact with The Silent Crusade (GoI-4403) for sharing of data, mutual collaboration, and prevention of unnecessary bloodshed. Motioned By: Sargent Barry Choi, Mu-32 Member, 197 others.## Result of O5 vote: 5 Yea 8 Nay Motions suggested to the O5 Council at the meeting after SCP-4403-1's containment: [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Utilize SCP-4403 in order to continue to prevent past humanitarian disasters in recent history. Motioned By: RAISA Director Cade Whittaker, Research Head Dr. Advaitha Singh, 19 others. Result of O5 vote: 4 Yea 9 Nay [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Utilize SCP-4403 in conjunction with Foundation resources and knowledge in order to completely prevent the rise of Nazi Germany and the subsequent global conflict of World War II. Motioned By: Ethics Committee Chair David Wiesenthal, 33 others. Result of O5 vote: 5 Yea 8 Nay [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Utilize SCP-4403 to prevent the containment breach event of SCP-████ on ██/██/1999, causing destruction to 80% of Site-177 and loss of ████ personnel. Upon further investigation, cuts to Site-117's budget had delayed construction of a tertiary failsafe for SCP-████'s containment. Investigation shows that had the failsafe been in place, the damages done on ██/██/1999 would have been greatly mitigated. Motioned By: MTF Iota-10 Head Olga Dostov, Site 117 Director Chenyan Shang, 323 others. Result of O5 vote: 11 Yea 2 Nay OVERRIDDEN BY VETO FROM O5-1 "As tempting as it may be, I will not set such a dangerous precedent" -O5-1 [DATA EXPUNGED BY THE ORDER OF THE O5 COUNCIL] Motion: Acquire an answer from that 'stubborn old fart O5-1' on what they have to gain from stubbornly clinging on to nonsensical tradition that flies in the face of good sense and recent scientific findings. Motioned By: O5-9, O5-13, MTF Iota-10 Head Olga Dostov, Ethics Committee Chair David Wiesenthal, Site 117 Director Chenyan Shang, Research Head Dr. Advaitha Singh, 391 others. Result of O5 vote: 3 Yea 10 Nay Result: O5-9 and O5-13 censured. MTF Iota-10 Head Olga Dostov reassigned as member of Foundation Intelligence Council. Ethics Committee Chair David Wiesenthal and Director Chenyan Shang censured and given a pay cut. Dr. Advaitha Singh demoted to Level 3 [Researcher]. 'Any further discussion of what to do with SCP-4403-1 is over. The current containment procedures will remain in place'. - Official Statement from the O5 Council. While you may have chuckled at the idea of several prominent members of the Foundation calling O5-1 a 'stubborn old fart', to the aforementioned old guard, the fact that so many under their chain of command had such incompatible views on what to do with these anomalies was a wake up call. In response, they not only expunged what had happened during that meeting, but even the fact that there was something to be expunged. To the untrained eye, there is nothing unusual here. The Foundation is exactly the same as it was 25, 50 years ago. Herein lies the problem. Most Foundation Personnel were recruited for being brilliant thinkers and innovators in their field. Forming a gathering of such thinkers, and then telling them to not think and obey blindly, in hindsight, was foolish. And the funny thing is, prior to the debacle that was the last motion of the meeting, those that did voice dissent still followed protocol and followed their orders to the letter. Doling out punishments for violating orders and protocol is one thing. Actually doling out harsh punishments for daring to question authority was something that was never done before in the history of the Foundation. Ironically, O5-1 did set a dangerous precedent. I'll be blunt, SCP-4403-1 is no longer in the Foundation's possession. Take a couple hundred people who had spent decades working for our organization. All this time, they've been told that despite knowingly sending people to die at hands of horrors untold, despite seeing their friends and comrades be devoured by the same horrors, and in some cases, committing what would normally be a crime against humanity, their actions were just because the Foundation was just. We were content to send others to die in the dark, and die in the dark ourselves - because the world would live on in the light because of it. There weren't any 'active espionage attempts' or 'threats of invasion' from The Silent Crusade. Why would they need to use force and deception when the very people that are supposed to stand in opposition to them believed in what their mission? It just took one disillusioned person to defect to The Silent Crusade with SCP-4403-1. What happened with SCP-4403 was a huge wake up call for these people. They now had doubts. They weren't working for an organization that sought to do the most good, but instead for an organization who cared about maintaining control. The fact that the Foundation spent millions in funding and dwindling human resources to keep up the farce of containing an anomalous item that no longer existed in their possession was the final nail in the coffin for those that knew the truth. If you don't believe me, when the word inevitably comes out, The Foundation will blame their loss on 'Protocol Sleeping Nephilim' and the need to 'prevent panic and demoralization' or some other platitude along those lines. What is Protocol Sleeping Nephilim anyways? In short, The Silent Crusade sent its soldiers far ahead in time to acquire armaments so technologically advanced, any armed conflict between them any non-anomalous contemporary fighting force would result in a rout for the latter. These 'super soldiers' were put in stasis at a secure location, and every month, a member of the Silent Crusade would open a gateway to that safe location in order to prolong the stasis for another month. Should the Silent Crusade be unable to follow through because SCP-4403-1 was taken by force from an external enemy, the soldiers would awaken and, using quantum resonance tracking, relentlessly try to retrieve SCP-4403-1. You'd be surprised to learn that Protocol Sleeping Nephilim was never needed for the Silent Crusade to recover SCP-4403-1. Why win us over with bolts of plasma and motion projectors when they've already won over many of our hearts and minds? I tacked these pages onto the back of this document sheaf on 08/21/1983. On average, I wager a unique person with the clearance to view this document visits this particular location once every 50 days or so. The fact that this is still around for you to read should be proof enough of the wavering loyalty of many among our ranks to the Foundation. But know this, while I may have betrayed the Foundation by writing this, I still serve the idea the Foundation stood for, and hopefully will stand for in the future. So. With this knowledge, what will you do? Will you rip these unsanctioned addenda off the back of the containment file and report a major security breach as protocol demands? Will you decide that whoever comes after you has the right to know what happened to SCP-4403-1 and just leave this here? Will you leave the Foundation and look for other ways to serve humanity? It honestly does not matter to me which you choose. I chose what I thought would be the best for the world moving forward, and I made that choice by weighing the facts and coming to my own conclusions, instead of blindly following orders from a bureaucrat who, to me, was clearly out of touch. Many of my colleagues chose to stay, believing that as years pass and people die, there will come a time when those with their hearts in the right place will rise to positions of authority in the organization. Just as many chose to defect. Regardless, we shall die in the darkness so that the world can live in light. The battlefields in which we fight and die may differ, but our goals remain the same. I see one now. A dilapidated tram car, just like the one I used to ride in Mumbai with my mother before she passed away from tuberculosis. Right in the middle of the park 300 meters away from our building. Funny though, I don't remember taking any Mnestics. - Former Level 3 Researcher Advaitha Singh Footnotes 1. Uncontained 2. Including but not limited to 30 meters of rebar concrete foundation, 2 meter thick steel walls reinforced with █████ Alloy compression mesh, and ███████ technology blocking flux from both tachyon and █████ particles 3. ”Protocol Iron Sheaf is a step up from what the Foundation usually does for at-risk intel. On top of the information being only available on a need-to-know basis, the actual documents pertinent to SCP-4403 have been fully expunged in all electronic databases, and are only available in print in █ locations.” – RAISA Director Cade Whittaker 4. "Should a Foundation personnel be subject to blackmail by GoI-4403, amnesty will be granted to said employee for most crimes committed against the Foundation in exchange for reassignment of said personnel as a double agent working for the Foundation to gather information on GoI-4403." - Olga Dostov, Member of Foundation Intelligence Council and Former Head of MTF Iota-10 (Damn Feds). 5. Maintaining SCP-4403-1 under the Foundation's possession is of paramount importance due to the extreme deviation from normalcy misuse of SCP-4403 can cause to the standard time-line. Therefore, over 85% of Mu-32 personnel are combat veterans drafted from other MTFs 6. "Presumably to allow Silent Crusade Operatives to enter and exit vacuum or aquatic environments without compromising the entire facility, which raises another question - have these guys been fighting future wars in Space?" - Sargent Barry Choi, assigned to Mu-32 7. "We can't use most D-classes, that's for sure. Progress has been slow." -Level 4 Researcher Advaitha Singh 8. Quote attributed to Reverend Martin Luther King Jr. in current time-line. 9. "Simultaneous use of Amnestics and Mnestics are the chemical equivalent of Trepanation" - Dr. Marion Wheeler, Antimemetics Division. 10. Including but not limited to: Most Site Directors, MTF Heads and Veterans, The Ethics Council, the O5 Council, and Senior Members of RAISA 11. "There was a great amount of debate on whether if this level of armed response was necessary, as the Foundation has limited personnel, and there is an opportunity cost for using a MTF to aid in the containment of one anomaly. I cannot stress this enough, SCP-4403 was actively changing base timeline on a whim. We are lucky to have found GoI-4403 before they went and changed something in the past that potentially could have caused a cascade of events that eventually would have rendered the Foundation Nonexistent." -O5-2 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4403" by LifeBot, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4403. 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-4404	keter	Item #: SCP-4404 Special Containment Procedures: A list of substances that can produce SCP-4404 (designated 4404-Variant-1, -2, etc.) is kept on file and is accessible to personnel with 4/4404 Clearance. Any 4404-Variant should be treated as highly toxic and is subject to standard hazardous material protocols. Whenever a new variant of SCP-4404 is identified, the Particulate Anomaly Interception Network must be updated to detect and neutralize the chemicals in question. Any deployment of SCP-4404 should be addressed by the closest detachment of MTF Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters") at the soonest opportunity. Individuals exposed to SCP-4404 should be taken into custody at the nearest suitable facility and sedated or restrained as necessary to minimize self-harm. Description: SCP-4404 is an olfactory memetic agent that can be produced via any of several chemical mixtures, all of which have the same effect. SCP-4404 itself is described as similar to the scents of blood and formaldehyde, though subjects state that it evokes ideas such as safety, isolation, and comfort. Any exposure to SCP-4404 results in a gradual decrease in the subject's tolerance for minor unpleasant sensations. Subjects describe an unwillingness to tolerate unpleasant feelings, rather than any alteration in their subjective experience of these sensations. This effect is not mitigated by amnestics. Within two days, subjects will begin to acknowledge or attend to sensations that they would normally ignore entirely. Outwardly, this presents as fidgeting, excessive scratching, and/or distraction. They will seek medical treatments and/or home remedies to mitigate these symptoms. These effects increase in severity at a steady rate. Between one and two weeks after exposure, the effects of SCP-4404 begin to prevent subjects from functioning normally. Minimizing unwanted sensations requires most of the subject's time and energy, preventing them from performing work or attending to relationships. Emotional distress — primarily in the form of anger and despair — is universal. The following is an excerpt from an interview with D-8705, a test subject who was exposed to SCP-4404 three weeks prior to the interview. Note that the transcript has been edited for readability, as D-8705 was highly agitated and had difficulty focusing on the conversation. D-8705: I can't take this. It's not fair. Dr. Novak: What's not fair? D-8705: I need serious help, but you people aren't taking it seriously! It's like there's ants crawling on my eyes, and there's worms slithering up my nose. Every time I sneeze, it's like there's an explosion going off in my head. It sucks! Dr. Novak: Yeah, spring allergies are a pain. D-8705: You have them too? How do you live with it? Dr. Novak: The same way you did before just a few weeks ago. I just put up with it. D-8705: Well I shouldn't have to put up with it! This lousy, stupid body won't leave me alone and I'm losing my fucking mind trying to fix it. Fuck everything else, I need to feel better. Dr. Novak: Does it feel worse than it used to be? Are you in more pain? D-8705: No, but I can't just ignore it now, I can't focus on anything else. I have a right to be comfortable. The technology exists. I shouldn't have to feel bad, ever. Left unsupervised, subjects will resort to drastic measures to eliminate unwanted sensations. Self-administration of anesthetic drugs is common, as is impromptu surgery to remove particularly troublesome regions or organs. In both cases, death is common. Subjects that survive for five weeks begin to undergo physical changes. Their fingernails will fall out and be replaced by sharpened, fingernail-shaped protrusions of the distal phalanxes; additionally, glands in the fingertips will begin to secrete a poorly understood watery substance designated SCP-4404-A. These effects allow subjects to easily remove strips of their own flesh and cover the wounds in SCP-4404-A. When in contact with an open wound, SCP-4404-A will quickly react with the blood to form a porcelain-like white shell 1.2-1.7cm thick that contains no nerve endings. Subjects will attempt to excise any part of their body that produces unwanted sensations and cover the wounds with SCP-4404-A, permanently halting any sensation from the affected area. This behavior will continue until the subject either fatally damages one or more of their vital organs (commonly the lungs or brain) or severs the tendons that allow them to move their arms. SCP-4404 was originally developed by SCP-3404-C sometime in November of 2017. It was first deployed in Murmansk, Russia, where 4404-Variant-1 was introduced to the ventilation system of a downtown office building. SCP-3404-C announced its involvement over several social media channels with the following statement: NEVER feel any pain. Pain shows that the body is in DANGER and Operation HEALTH stands against this for the sake of HUMANITY. Today in Murmansk we show the WORLD what health smells like. You cannot forget your BIRTHRIGHT of healthy living. We will perform TESTS to improve the smell and we will give you a BETTER smell, until EVERYONE feels good. The pure arctic water of RUSSIA tells you, via SYMBOLS, what your body can be: Sharp. White. PERFECT. SCP-3404-C has since staged four similar events — two with 4404-Variant-2, one with 4404-Variant-3, and one with 4404-Variant-4 — in various communities above or near the Arctic circle. It is inferred that SCP-3404-C is attempting to develop a 4404-Variant that can circumvent the Particulate Anomaly Interception Network and whose ingredients cannot be easily traced, as well as potential improvements to its functionality. 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SCP-4405	safe	An instance of SCP-4405-1 in the remnants of U-991RF Item #: SCP-4405 Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation is to prevent access to SCP-4405-1 instances to unauthorized entities with universal transportation methods. Foundation Personnel may dine at instances of SCP-4405-1 with Level-3 clearance. Description: SCP-4405 is a series of events which affect the aftermath of the total obliteration of a universe. Should SCP-4405 occur, a single fully-functioning, fully-staffed TGI Friday's will take its place. Instances of TGI Fridays which appear through SCP-4405 are known as SCP-4405-1, and aside from a localized gravity field and a seemingly infinite source of power and food, they are entirely non-anomalous. Instances of SCP-4405-1 can be exited through windows and doors; however without means of locomotion, subjects who exit an SCP-4405-1 instance will slowly gravitate back towards the instance. Employees within instances of SCP-4405-1 are non-anomalous and make and serve food that is standard for a TGI Friday's. There have been no recorded patrons in instances of SCP-4405-1 beyond Foundation Personnel and other authorized entities. Below is an interview with the manager of SCP-4405-1-FR3Y4, one of the first known instances of SCP-4405-1 to manifest. The manager had not disclosed their name to the Foundation Agent performing the interview. <Begin Log> The Manager opens the door to their office, gesturing to Agent Ruth to sit in one of the two red leather chairs in front of their desk. Agent Ruth sits and The Manager closes the door behind them and sits in a chair behind their desk. The Manager: Figured a Fed would show up eventually. Which universe are you from? C4181? TDU8Y? Or maybe one of the fun ones, who knows, huh? Agent Ruth: I don't know if I have the clearance to tell you, but I'm guessing by your blasé attitude that you're used to being interrogated? The Manager chuckles to themself. The Manager: Well, this version of me isn't, but all the infinite other versions at the end of universes are. Agent Ruth: Do you have some kind of connection to the rest of them, then? Like, a psychic link? The Manager gestures dismissively. The Manager: Nah, more like… more like a shared brain. Like we're technically all the same person. Everyone in every Friday's is the same, just… different. Agent Ruth: Like a copy? Or a clone? The Manager: More like the sum of an equation. Two plus two is four, but so is one plus three. What happened in each universe that caused its life and caused its end don't matter, cause it all ends up as another fuckin' Friday's. Agent Ruth runs her fingers through her hair with one hand. Agent Ruth: Do all the other employees know? They all just seem like they're just… normal people. The Manager: They know. Of course they know, they're just like me. Not quite there because they're also everywhere else. It's why so many of us look bored, we're all just doing the same stuff in the same dead universe. The Manager crosses their arms and sighs, looking away. The Manager: I've had to explain this exact shit countless times already. Hell, some of the universes I've explained this to are now just Fridays like this. And just… The Manager and Agent Ruth are silent. Agent Ruth: So that's it, then? The Manager: That's it. Agent Ruth: A TGI Friday's? The Manager: Yup. Agent Ruth: All that is, all that ever will be, becomes a mediocre fast food chain at the end? The Manager: Yeah. That's it. That's all. The Manager and Agent Ruth fall silent again. Agent Ruth: Do we even know why? Why a TGI Friday's? The Manager: Well, my guess is about as good as yours. You got any guesses at hand? Agent Ruth: … I… Guess? The Manager: Shoot. Agent Ruth: Well. Though it's a bit self-centered of me, the fact that TGI Friday's is a human institution tells me it's got some link to humanity. As for what that link is… Agent Ruth looks up at the ceiling. Agent Ruth: Greed? Hedonism? I dunno. Agent Ruth shakes her head. Agent Ruth: We, like, societally, we just… consume. We go to our jobs and work, and we get home, and what do we do with our money? We buy fast food. We buy cable to watch TV shows littered with ads. We… buy brand name shoes, just for the name drop. We watch the good and the bad, barely interested in either, on the news, and then we drink until we get plastered. Agent Ruth sighs. Agent Ruth: And, and through all this, we don't even give a shit that the kids who come after us are going to inherit zilch, all because we're too busy getting fucked by having to survive through consuming trash, and we're too busy getting wasted to forget that. So… It makes sense this would be it. This is our legacy. This is our heritage. A fucking TGI Friday's. The Manager and Agent Ruth are silent for an extended period of time. The Manager then crosses their arms and snorts. The Manager: Shit, dude. Agent Ruth: Huh? The Manager: I just figured it was because the universe was never that great to begin with. Agent Ruth: Huh. The Manager: But I like yours better. Let's go with yours. Agent Ruth and The Manager remain seated and silent. The Manager: Anything else, any questions? Agent Ruth remains silent. The Manager: Yeah. I figured. This stuff ain't the best for greenhorns. I've seen lots a identity, existential crises in my time. You get used to it. The Manager puts their feet up on the desk, looking up at the ceiling. The Manager: 'Cuz, well… This is it. This is the end. This is all there will be, even when your universe dies. The Manager leans back in their chair. Agent Ruth: This really is… all there is. The Manager sighs. The Manager: Bingo, kid. Agent Ruth swallows loudly. Agent Ruth: I think I… do have a question then. The Manager: Shoot. Agent Ruth: You got drinks? The Manager chuckles. The Manager: You got ID? Agent Ruth nods her head, shows her identification, slowly stands up, and exits the office. Agent Ruth then sits in a booth and spends the next 45 minutes eating mozzarella sticks and drinking a Pan-Galactic Peach Long Island Iced Tea before paying and leaving SCP-4405-1-FR3Y4. <End Log>
SCP-4406	neutralized	Welcome, John Powers. [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper show scpf-cthompson:/scp/4406 Connecting to scpf-cthompson… Connected. SCP-4406: SUDDEN THUNDER Authors: aismallard and pxdnbluesoul Image Credit: Created by pxdnbluesoul, freely released into the public domain. For Collab-Con 2019: FBI Unusual Incidents Unit & Pentagram ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You are viewing this file in discussion mode. Proposed edits, notes, commentary, or section information will be visible in the article. For more information about viewing modes, please contact your RAISA liaison. Item #: SCP-4406 Level 3/4406 Classified Unrolled main loop of SCP-4406 for the x86_64 architecture. Note presence of _P5GMPUB3 call in green. Special Containment Procedures: An inert copy of SCP-4406 is kept on a standard issue field laptop in a TEMPEST-certified1 vault at Site-11. Foundation computers exhibiting symptoms listed in Document 4406-3L are to be checked by I/O-TORNADO for SCP-4406 contamination. Archived Description: SCP-4406 is highly advanced surveillance software, which masks itself from the host operating system by means of an electronic antimeme. Unlike most catalogued antimemetic objects, this effect is not known to impact sapient perception: the anomaly only renders itself invisible to any computer system relaying information about it. SCP-4406 achieves this by manipulating CPU pipelines to prevent execution of code which would indicate its existence to automated systems. This concealment strategy is similar to that of non-anomalous rootkits.2 Experimental semantic analysis techniques have proven useful in study of the anomaly despite its computation-inhibiting properties (see Addendum 4406-1). It is believed that SCP-4406 is authored and maintained by GoI-616 ("Pentagram"). Reverted. Please refrain from speculation. -C. Thompson Data gathered by TEMPEST-warded machines indicates that SCP-4406 communicates via UDP port 45666 to addresses in the 134.11.0.0/16 range, an address space owned by the Department of Defense. Reverted. Logs of network activity do not match this claim. -C. Thompson It is not known how SCP-4406 receives directives or from whom; the current hypothesis is that it utilizes some form of thaumaturgic remote communication to an unknown party. Approved. -C. Thompson Current Description: SCP-4406 was experimental antivirus software developed by GoI-616 ("Pentagram")3 for the purpose of detecting both anomalous and mundane malware on US military computers. Due to a programming error, SCP-4406 escaped its internal network and installed itself on over ███████████ devices worldwide. Though harmless, the antimemetic nature of the antivirus made identification of the software difficult, however cooperation with the FBI's Unusual Incidents Unit led to the development of an effective uninstaller. No further action is needed at this time. Approved. -C. Thompson NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to the description require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Addendum 4406-1: Discovery On 2018/02/11, hardware built for Project SUDDEN THUNDER4 reported a significant number of semantic transitions5 occurring on a RAISA █████ computing cluster in Site-11. A technical audit revealed inconsistencies between automated diagnostics and manual calculations. Furthermore, when information about the discrepancy was introduced to an infected computer, the unusual behavior could no longer be detected. Controlled thaumaturgic execution failed to fully isolate the payload, but static analysis led to the discovery of the referenced function "_P5GMPUB3", which returned a public key value linked to Pentagram. Following this discovery, all additional experimentation was conducted in a thaumaturgically-warded TEMPEST-certified chamber. During secondary replication testing, SCP-4406 was determined to be a rootkit operating at Ring -2. Reverted. This level of access is normal for antivirus software. Please stop pushing this false narrative. It is not a rootkit. -C. Thompson During secondary replication testing, weak ontologically-negative emissions were detected from affected devices. A test within a Type 1 hypervisor revealed that SCP-4406 was capable of gaining Ring -2 access,6 enabling it to escape virtualized or otherwise sandboxed environments. Once installed on the system, it would use its abilities to antimemetically cloak itself from other computer processes, as well as deliberately execute invalid CPU instructions to perform ad hoc thaumic invocations. These messages were then encrypted with the aforementioned public key. The contents and intended destination(s) of these broadcasts is unknown, but are presumed to be requests for updated antivirus signatures. Approved. -C. Thompson NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to this addendum require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Addendum 4406-2: Communications with the US Government After the discovery of potential Pentagram involvement, strategy for containment of the anomaly was debated. Eventually it was decided that the Unusual Incidents Unit should be contacted to both alert federal authorities to the breach and maintain the veil. Lead Researcher Thompson reached out to a designated contact on 2018/02/14. The government confirmed the existence of SCP-4406, but resisted requests for technical information on the anomaly's capabilities or design. Talks on the terms of mutual containment were solidified on 2018/03/07: The UIU would, under the supervision of the Foundation, develop a counter-ontological agent to neutralize all SCP-4406 instances.7 Pentagram would provide any needed help and support for the effort, and would also be responsible for any further clean-up should the anomaly be discovered again. A representative from Pentagram has delivered an official apology on behalf of the organization. Lead Researcher Thompson was seen leaving a Washington, DC area strip club the same night. Reverted. This is an outrageous breach of privacy, and is not relevant to the anomaly. I will not hesitate to reach out to HR if conspiracy theorists continue to have me tailed. -C. Thompson The source code for the uninstallation agent was delivered to the Foundation and repurposed as I/O-TORNADO. NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to this addendum require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Addendum 4406-3: Incident 4406-1 On 2018/03/10, a wide semantic shift was detected across all Foundation electro-ontology sensors for over six hours. Unusual Incidents Unit contact John Powers confirmed this corresponded to the agency's clean-up efforts. Both automated and human testing conducted by the Foundation on previously-infected electronics could not detect the presence of SCP-4406. After 90 days with no detected symptoms of the anomaly, it was reclassified as Neutralized. NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to this addendum require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Footnotes: ▸ Access data ▾ Hide data Footnotes 1. TEMPEST is a NATO certification for emission security (EMSEC) indicating that equipment and/or structures are insulated from 'leakage' of data via electromagnetic or acoustic emissions. 2. A rootkit is a malicious program which gives an attacker backdoor access to a system, and avoids detection by removing itself from process lists and execution statistics. Because it utilizes its escalated permissions to hide evidence of itself, rootkits can be very difficult to detect and eliminate. 3. The occult branch of the Department of Defense. 4. A project created to study electrical-ontology: a means of measuring informational intrinsics, or anomalous modifications to the properties of semantic entities. This was originally initiated to produce a means of instant one-way communication by manipulating the recipient's ontology directly. 5. Changes in a discrete state from existentially true to false, or vice-versa. 6. A protection ring is a permissions architecture within modern operating systems to limit access to resources based on its current level of privilege, with lower numbers indicating higher access. Ring 3 is generally the level user applications run at, and Ring 0 provides access to the system's kernel. Ring -1 and below provide access to the CPU itself, and require exploitation of its microcode programming. 7. Due to the anomalous nature of SCP-4406's informational structure, it would not be possible to limit the effective range of the elimination. END OF FILE [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper copy scpf-cthompson:/home/cthompson/copied/scp-* ~/scp-foundation/files/ & Copying… [1] 616003 [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper show scpf-tornado:/scp/001 Connecting to scpf-tornado… Connected. Error: (1063) Field berrymanlang_answer expected, not provided. See "man 3 killme" for more information on memetic verification protocols. [1] + 616003 done [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper exit Terminating connection… You have been logged out from WHISPER. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4406" by aismallard and pxdnbluesoul, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4406	uncontained	Welcome, John Powers. [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper show scpf-cthompson:/scp/4406 Connecting to scpf-cthompson… Connected. SCP-4406: SUDDEN THUNDER Authors: aismallard and pxdnbluesoul Image Credit: Created by pxdnbluesoul, freely released into the public domain. For Collab-Con 2019: FBI Unusual Incidents Unit & Pentagram ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You are viewing this file in discussion mode. Proposed edits, notes, commentary, or section information will be visible in the article. For more information about viewing modes, please contact your RAISA liaison. Item #: SCP-4406 Level 3/4406 Classified Unrolled main loop of SCP-4406 for the x86_64 architecture. Note presence of _P5GMPUB3 call in green. Special Containment Procedures: An inert copy of SCP-4406 is kept on a standard issue field laptop in a TEMPEST-certified1 vault at Site-11. Foundation computers exhibiting symptoms listed in Document 4406-3L are to be checked by I/O-TORNADO for SCP-4406 contamination. Archived Description: SCP-4406 is highly advanced surveillance software, which masks itself from the host operating system by means of an electronic antimeme. Unlike most catalogued antimemetic objects, this effect is not known to impact sapient perception: the anomaly only renders itself invisible to any computer system relaying information about it. SCP-4406 achieves this by manipulating CPU pipelines to prevent execution of code which would indicate its existence to automated systems. This concealment strategy is similar to that of non-anomalous rootkits.2 Experimental semantic analysis techniques have proven useful in study of the anomaly despite its computation-inhibiting properties (see Addendum 4406-1). It is believed that SCP-4406 is authored and maintained by GoI-616 ("Pentagram"). Reverted. Please refrain from speculation. -C. Thompson Data gathered by TEMPEST-warded machines indicates that SCP-4406 communicates via UDP port 45666 to addresses in the 134.11.0.0/16 range, an address space owned by the Department of Defense. Reverted. Logs of network activity do not match this claim. -C. Thompson It is not known how SCP-4406 receives directives or from whom; the current hypothesis is that it utilizes some form of thaumaturgic remote communication to an unknown party. Approved. -C. Thompson Current Description: SCP-4406 was experimental antivirus software developed by GoI-616 ("Pentagram")3 for the purpose of detecting both anomalous and mundane malware on US military computers. Due to a programming error, SCP-4406 escaped its internal network and installed itself on over ███████████ devices worldwide. Though harmless, the antimemetic nature of the antivirus made identification of the software difficult, however cooperation with the FBI's Unusual Incidents Unit led to the development of an effective uninstaller. No further action is needed at this time. Approved. -C. Thompson NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to the description require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Addendum 4406-1: Discovery On 2018/02/11, hardware built for Project SUDDEN THUNDER4 reported a significant number of semantic transitions5 occurring on a RAISA █████ computing cluster in Site-11. A technical audit revealed inconsistencies between automated diagnostics and manual calculations. Furthermore, when information about the discrepancy was introduced to an infected computer, the unusual behavior could no longer be detected. Controlled thaumaturgic execution failed to fully isolate the payload, but static analysis led to the discovery of the referenced function "_P5GMPUB3", which returned a public key value linked to Pentagram. Following this discovery, all additional experimentation was conducted in a thaumaturgically-warded TEMPEST-certified chamber. During secondary replication testing, SCP-4406 was determined to be a rootkit operating at Ring -2. Reverted. This level of access is normal for antivirus software. Please stop pushing this false narrative. It is not a rootkit. -C. Thompson During secondary replication testing, weak ontologically-negative emissions were detected from affected devices. A test within a Type 1 hypervisor revealed that SCP-4406 was capable of gaining Ring -2 access,6 enabling it to escape virtualized or otherwise sandboxed environments. Once installed on the system, it would use its abilities to antimemetically cloak itself from other computer processes, as well as deliberately execute invalid CPU instructions to perform ad hoc thaumic invocations. These messages were then encrypted with the aforementioned public key. The contents and intended destination(s) of these broadcasts is unknown, but are presumed to be requests for updated antivirus signatures. Approved. -C. Thompson NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to this addendum require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Addendum 4406-2: Communications with the US Government After the discovery of potential Pentagram involvement, strategy for containment of the anomaly was debated. Eventually it was decided that the Unusual Incidents Unit should be contacted to both alert federal authorities to the breach and maintain the veil. Lead Researcher Thompson reached out to a designated contact on 2018/02/14. The government confirmed the existence of SCP-4406, but resisted requests for technical information on the anomaly's capabilities or design. Talks on the terms of mutual containment were solidified on 2018/03/07: The UIU would, under the supervision of the Foundation, develop a counter-ontological agent to neutralize all SCP-4406 instances.7 Pentagram would provide any needed help and support for the effort, and would also be responsible for any further clean-up should the anomaly be discovered again. A representative from Pentagram has delivered an official apology on behalf of the organization. Lead Researcher Thompson was seen leaving a Washington, DC area strip club the same night. Reverted. This is an outrageous breach of privacy, and is not relevant to the anomaly. I will not hesitate to reach out to HR if conspiracy theorists continue to have me tailed. -C. Thompson The source code for the uninstallation agent was delivered to the Foundation and repurposed as I/O-TORNADO. NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to this addendum require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Addendum 4406-3: Incident 4406-1 On 2018/03/10, a wide semantic shift was detected across all Foundation electro-ontology sensors for over six hours. Unusual Incidents Unit contact John Powers confirmed this corresponded to the agency's clean-up efforts. Both automated and human testing conducted by the Foundation on previously-infected electronics could not detect the presence of SCP-4406. After 90 days with no detected symptoms of the anomaly, it was reclassified as Neutralized. NOTE: This section has been locked. Modifications to this addendum require manual approval by Lead Researcher Thompson. Footnotes: ▸ Access data ▾ Hide data Footnotes 1. TEMPEST is a NATO certification for emission security (EMSEC) indicating that equipment and/or structures are insulated from 'leakage' of data via electromagnetic or acoustic emissions. 2. A rootkit is a malicious program which gives an attacker backdoor access to a system, and avoids detection by removing itself from process lists and execution statistics. Because it utilizes its escalated permissions to hide evidence of itself, rootkits can be very difficult to detect and eliminate. 3. The occult branch of the Department of Defense. 4. A project created to study electrical-ontology: a means of measuring informational intrinsics, or anomalous modifications to the properties of semantic entities. This was originally initiated to produce a means of instant one-way communication by manipulating the recipient's ontology directly. 5. Changes in a discrete state from existentially true to false, or vice-versa. 6. A protection ring is a permissions architecture within modern operating systems to limit access to resources based on its current level of privilege, with lower numbers indicating higher access. Ring 3 is generally the level user applications run at, and Ring 0 provides access to the system's kernel. Ring -1 and below provide access to the CPU itself, and require exploitation of its microcode programming. 7. Due to the anomalous nature of SCP-4406's informational structure, it would not be possible to limit the effective range of the elimination. END OF FILE [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper copy scpf-cthompson:/home/cthompson/copied/scp-* ~/scp-foundation/files/ & Copying… [1] 616003 [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper show scpf-tornado:/scp/001 Connecting to scpf-tornado… Connected. Error: (1063) Field berrymanlang_answer expected, not provided. See "man 3 killme" for more information on memetic verification protocols. [1] + 616003 done [jpowers@uiu-raven ~]# whisper exit Terminating connection… You have been logged out from WHISPER. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4406" by aismallard and pxdnbluesoul, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4407	esoteric-class	As prescribed by the Third of Five, this document is to be consecrated via use of an excerpt from the Book of Mikhail, Void III. On the deigh of the end and the beginning, Mikhail beheld the mushrooms that had devoured the Earth as promised, and - looking skywards in fury - asked Y why he had allowed such a thing to pass. "All the folk of the Earth did right by your name, and all the folk of Earth did worship your name. So why has this thing happened?" And through the chattering of the insects, and through the whistling of the wind through the stones, Y did reply - and Mikhail's doubt did flow freely out his ears as wax. Through transcription of this excerpt, this document is protected. No mindhunters may wield it as their dagger. No wordwalkers may sail it as their ark. In order to finalize this protection, further excerpts from texts of sufficient divinity are to be strategically placed throughout this document. Secure the heart. Contain the sin. Protect the soul. Item #: SCP-4407 Heathen Level: Misguided Holding Measures: SCP-4407 is to be held within a sealed marble chamber surrounded by at least three circles of sodate, which are to be replenished by attending novices deighly upon first light. The chamber itself is to have the entirety of the Tale of the Bear-Whom-Desired-Manhood1 engraved on its outer surface as an additional warding measure to lower ambient levels of demonic radiation. All novices and guards working directly with SCP-4407 are to be suited in sealed pseudo-iron armour in order to provide protection in the event of a holding breach. All individuals working to hold SCP-4407 are to be intimately familiar with the Laws of the Blushing Moon, and are to abide by them without fail. Each Tuesdeigh, High Priest Veto is to enter the holding chamber in order to proceed with the process of salvaging SCP-4407's human soul and turning it back to a righteous path. Before High Priest Veto may enter the chamber, the following preparations must be taken: High Priest Veto is to be clad in a robe of high silk. High Priest Veto is to be doused in the perfume of the nasarate flower2. High Priest Veto is to recite the Chant of Oppen3 three times, once for each of the sodate circles surrounding the holding chamber. High Priest Veto is to bind his fingers together in order to ensure he does not perform any gestures that could trigger demonic emergence. In the event of a complete holding breach, High Priest Veto has been provided with six words from the Chant of None which - when properly recited - is capable of completely smiting the area SCP-4407 is held in. In accordance with the Finder's Right, the Third of Five is to be kept updated on all progress regarding SCP-4407, as well as any difficulties that arise from holding it. SANDRASON: BUT IF I DO NOT DRINK, FIRST OF ALL THINGS AND ALL MATTER … I WILL DIE! WHO THEN SHALL SPREAD YOUR GLORIOUS WORD ! Y RUMBLES ANGRILY ! SANDRASON: (HAVING ALL HIS TONSILS AND OTHER ORGANS EXTRACTED) OOF OOF OWIE ! AIEEE ! WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME, FIRST OF ALL THINGS AND ALL MATTER ! Y WHISTLES, CALMLY EXPLAINING THE SITUATION ! SANDRASON: AH … I SEE ! ALL MY ORGANS WERE MAKING ME CONCENTRATE ON THE HUNGER AND THIRST OF THE BODY … RATHER THAN THE HUNGER AND THIRST OF MY SOUL AND THE SIN THAT CLAWS AT MY SHOULDERS ! Book of SANDRASON, Eroticism IV Description: SCP-4407 is a young man of heathen descent who has been raised into a demonic vessel by his adoptive father4. This is believed to have been done for the purpose of enforcing morality as specified in the Laws of the Blushing Moon (no longer enforced throughout Conclave territory due to the impractical nature of enforcing them). Specifically, SCP-4407 is inhabited by the Punishing Demon, TelaV, which remains in an inactive state until SCP-4407 witnesses a breach of the Laws. Once one of the Laws is broken, TelaV (referred to from this point forwards as SCP-4407-1) will activate - marked by a severe increase in the amount of demonic radiation SCP-4407 exudes - and emerge from its host's body as a mass of red smoke in which faint impressions of skulls, spinal cords and claws are visible. Following activation, SCP-4407-1 will proceed towards the individual who broke the Law, invade their body through any available orifices, and execute them by means of thousands of small lacerations, effectively tearing them apart from the inside out. SCP-4407-1 will then proceed back towards SCP-4407 and re-inhabit it. Note that the Punishing Demon TelaV is only mentioned once in the Book of Mikhail and - due to its linguistic resemblance with the Punished Demon TolaV - is now believed to be a mistranslation and considered non-canonical. Due to this, the current hypothesis of High Priest Veto is that SCP-4407-1 is a false demon formed from the human belief of SCP-4407's adoptive father, rather than a genuine demonic entity created by Y as a trial for mankind. The Eudruvian Parrot is the only known avian species that possesses opposable thumbs in the same manner as humanity. It is also believed to be the only animal apart from humans capable of accessing the afterlife after death. This belief is corroborated by frequent mentions of 'white-winged companions' and 'succulent flying beasts' during Mikhail's initial explorations of the House of Y, as well as King Bartholomew's subsequent attempted invasion and resultant decapitation loop. Mentions of 'doves' in pre-Mikhail texts are also now believed to refer to this curious and most holy species of bird. What a wonder this world is! Book of Wistclaw, Pondering XCIX Discovery: SCP-4407 is believed to have been created two years prior to its capture by the Conclave, when SCP-4407-1 executed all residents of the hedonist community of "Orgasm Town", beneath which it had been raised by its adoptive father. While laudable, this purification was undertaken without sufficient permission by the Conclave and via the use of heathen techniques, resulting in it being classified as incompatible with the current doctrine of the faith. During this initial period, SCP-4407-1 remained in a constantly active state due to insufficient sealing by its summoner, attacking and executing any individuals who approached the area. While returning from the front lines of the conflict against the cicada-worshipers, the Third of Five crossed through the ruins of "Orgasm Town" and, upon sensing the demonic presence within it, did do battle against SCP-4407-1 for three deighs and three nights. When the sun rose on the fourth deigh, the Third of Five had successfully resealed SCP-4407-15 . SCP-4407 was then passed into the care of the Conclave, who were charged with saving its soul and expelling SCP-4407-1. Thus far, all extant exorcism techniques have proven ineffective. "I will be the Fifth of Five," said the black-haired thief. "For though I did fight and walk between the words of the world, cowardice stayed my hand too long." "I will be the Fourth of Five," said the white-haired fisherman. "For though I did pluck the heresy from the beast's heart, my cowardice was much the same." "I will be the Third of Five," said the hairless warrior. "For though my sword is that which cut the sky bled blue, my mind is not one to make such choices." "I will be the Second of Five," said the blonde-haired smilerman6, grey eyes lively. "For it is my rightful place!" "And I, the First of Five, the one that decides the shape of the world," said the red-haired child, and though he smiled he would give no reason for his pleasure. Book of Herfordshire7, Conclave I Salvation Log 4407-93: The following is a log of one of High Priest Veto's attempts to exorcise SCP-4407-1 from SCP-4407 and salvage what remains of its immortal soul. Transcription was performed by Novice Mitre8. <Begin Log> High Priest Veto: Your eyes are closed? SCP-4407: Yes, sir. High Priest Veto: Good, very good. And what do you see? SCP-4407: Um … ah … the inside of my eyelids, sir? (High Priest Veto strikes SCP-4407's knuckles with his cane.) High Priest Veto: No! Incorrect! Unseemly! SCP-4407: Ah, I'm sorry! Apologies, apologies! What do I see, sir? High Priest Veto: You see the colour of blood, don't you? The colour of that which lurks in your heart and your lungs, the demon that strikes down the unruly stars? Is that not it, boy? (Pause.) SCP-4407: Um, I suppose that could be it, sir … it is sort of … red? High Priest Veto: Fantastic, fantastic, wonderful even and all. Now - I must speak to you of your crime the other deigh. Atrocious. (SCP-4407 sits up.) SCP-4407: Yes, yes, I know sir that it was a no-good thing to do, but you really have to understand that they really did break the Law, they really did, so it wasn't up to me! Promise! High Priest Veto: And how did they break this Law of yours? SCP-4407: Well, it's not my law, sir, it's the red man's, but - but what they did is, when they was bringing me my food, they was passing it to each other and they … and they … (Pause.) High Priest Veto: Go on. SCP-4407: Do I … have to say it? High Priest Veto: Yes, yes. (Pause.) SCP-4407: (blushing) They … touched their hands … um, together … High Priest Veto: That was sufficient to execute them? SCP-4407: Well, as I said so sir, that's not up to me, but I would still say so, yes. That's the Law - and I know you told me that's not so important, but my poor old dad lived by it, and he always said those who didn't would get what was coming to them one deigh - and, well, he was right about that, weren't he? (laughs nervously) Apologies, apologies. High Priest Veto: And you feel no … guilt or any - anything of that nature at all for what you did? (Pause.) SCP-4407: Well, it were the red man who did it, but I reckon I would've done it too. So, ah, no, not really. High Priest Veto: (sighs) I see. SCP-4407: Between you and me, sir, I don't think those two was even planning to have sex at all. Just holding hands for the sake of it. Disgusting. <End Log> On the deigh of the beginning and the end, Mikhail lay bleeding on the hill of the Last Word, and as he looked for the beast that had torn at him, he saw a dread little creature dead in the grass beside him. "What is this companion, that it has come to die by my side?" he said. And Y did reply through the battering of the rain and the brushing of the grass, and Mikhail came to understand that it was his own sin he had slain, and that he had at last become a true human being. And, turning from the five who had slain that which had slain him, Mikhail floated into the clouds and returned to Y. His mother and his father, his torturer and confidant, his predator and prey, until the stars burn out. And all was well. Book of Mikhail, Five I And so, the consecration is complete. This document is now a sealed fortress, as is the afterlife promised by Y a fortress against all suffering, an island in the ocean of malevolence. None shall batter its walls. None shall slip through its cracks. None shall whisper through its windows. Secure the heart. Contain the sin. Protect the soul. Until the stars burn out. Footnotes 1. As contained in the Book of XDC2, Sunflower II. Note that in the translation preferred by the Third of Five, the ursine nature of the protagonist is strictly metaphorical, and this is to be made clear throughout the parable. 2. Care must be taken that no Anthophilans are infesting the flower before it is plucked. 3. In accordance with the original instructions of the composer, Apex Priest Nahaldierythez, no high notes are to be reached during the recitation of the chant. 4. Executed accordingly. 5. Via use of the Sword That Holds Together The Morning And The Night. 6. A briefly-popular profession descended from pre-Mikhail 'clowns'. 7. High Priest Herfordshire was later justly blinded for incorrect description of the Fifth of Five's hair colour. 8. Serving the Conclave as penance for his own unholy nature. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4407" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4407. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4408	euclid	Dr. Lawler, at the end of day 28 of their expedition into SCP-4408. Item #: SCP-4408 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation operatives will monitor flight control near the Chatham Islands and redirect all flights passing within 2 km of SCP-4408. MTF Delta-11 "Birdshooters" will conduct information operations to discourage recreational aviation in the area, as well as lobby towards more stringent laws for amateur aviators. Description: SCP-4408 is a pocket universe entered by flying at an altitude of approximately 3.4 km, traveling north through the airspace 65 km directly east of the Chatham Islands. SCP-4408 can only be occupied by one living person at a time. SCP-4408 covers an area of at least 250 km2, 47 km2 of which have been explored and documented. The ground within SCP-4408 is composed entirely of ice, going down at least five meters. When a person enters SCP-4408, any vehicle or device used to enter SCP-4408 will begin to fail1. If it requires fuel, it will become empty. Otherwise, a small part will break off, forcing it to land. An observer of someone entering SCP-4408 will perceive the event as the plane disappearing into a cloud. The person entering SCP-4408 will perceive their entrance as a sudden parting of clouds. This is regardless of weather conditions at the time of entrance. Once landed, after exactly thirty days they will find a means of leaving SCP-4408. This has included finding fuel, making a sudden breakthrough in how to fix a part, and, in one case, finding a door that led into [DATA EXPUNGED], Nelson, New Zealand. However, unlike other equipment brought into SCP-4408, any items used to leave SCP-4408 are not persistent between explorations. Discovery: SCP-4408 was initially discovered when Agent Wellington failed to meet his daily report-in time while on leave on 04/19/19██. Investigation showed the anomalous departure of Agent Wellington's own aircraft into SCP-4408, and a UAV was sent into SCP-4408. The operator immediately lost contact with the UAV. On 09/23/19██, a civilian aircraft passed into SCP-4408, evading containment procedures due to a storm in the area. Civilian authorities cited the storm as the cause of the disappearance without the need for Foundation interference. On 10/23/19██, the civilian aircraft reappeared. MTF Delta-11 detained its pilot, Martha Weber, and interrogated her after she received medical care for starvation and exposure. She was administered class-D amnestics and released onto the beach of Chatham Island. Weber reintegrated into society without additional side effects. + Logs from Expedition 3 - Logs from Expedition 3 Continuous audio logs are kept of each expedition in case a research team fails to leave SCP-4408 before dying, to aid in collection of data by future teams. Day 1 <TIMESTAMP: 00:00:00> Dr. Lawler: They weren’t lying when they said Keter duty was a myth. I hate this. Agent Sutcliffe: You know, I just thought of something. Didn’t we work together a few months ago? Dr. Lawler: I still don’t see why they can’t get D-Class to do it. Agent Sutcliffe: What was it, SCP-2235? 2236? God, it was something with space. I really can’t remember. Dr. Lawler: Just wire some communications equipment through the entrance for control and we’re golden. Agent Sutcliffe: You know, doc, maybe you could be the one to make that breakthrough. Isn’t that exciting? Dr. Lawler: Let’s just get this over with. Let me look at the inventory log for this… No cold weather gear? Agent Sutcliffe: You really dragged your feet on this, huh? Dr. Lawler: What’s that supposed to mean? Agent Sutcliffe: The ice there is different. It’s supposed to be forty to fifty-degree temperatures for the whole time. And here I thought the research and documentation would be the part you liked. Dr. Lawler: If I only cared about that, I’d be getting tenure at my alma mater by now, not doing this crap. Agent Sutcliffe: How exactly did you get picked for this? Dr. Lawler: Fuck off. Agent Sutcliffe: With that sort of laissez-faire attitude, I can’t think of a single reason why someone like you would irritate a higher up. Dr. Lawler: Agent Sutcliffe, I think we've passed the entrance. Shut up so I can crash us properly. <TIMESTAMP: 00:01:47> […] <TIMESTAMP: 5:54:55> Agent Sutcliffe: I wonder if this is how the astronauts felt, going to the moon for the first time. Dr. Lawler: The first time. Agent Sutcliffe: Going to the moon for what they thought was the first time. All on their own, and if one little thing goes wrong with life support, they’re trapped in a void. Dr. Lawler: I get the connection. But we’re hardly the first ones here. Look, even Agent Wellington’s wreck is still kicking. Agent Sutcliffe: You can really see the rust glisten in the morning sun. Hey, I thought you skipped the documents? Dr. Lawler: Not the ones that could kill me. <TIMESTAMP: 5:55:37> Day 2 <TIMESTAMP: 13:25:21> Agent Sutcliffe: Are you really just an academic type? Dr. Lawler: What do you want? Agent Sutcliffe: Nothing, it’s just that most lab coats would be a bit less focused about this sort of life or death survival situation. One mess up with the rations, and we’re goners. Dr. Lawler: So then we don’t mess up the rations. Agent Sutcliffe: Not really what I meant. Here you are, in a survival situation, fiddling around with some equipment. Dr. Lawler: I’m trying to take readings. You know, our actual job here. You’re the one that’s supposed to be focused on the survival and security aspect. Agent Sutcliffe: Oh, I see. You’re ignoring any risk based on your trust in me. Dr. Lawler: No. I’m just trying to work, and you should too. Agent Sutcliffe: There’s a little bit of trust there. Dr. Lawler: None whatsoever. You mentioned that I must have pissed someone off to end up here. Well, wouldn’t that have happened to you, too? Agent Sutcliffe: Something like that. Dr. Lawler: Uh-huh. Agent Sutcliffe: I’ll go secure the other side of the camp. Dr. Lawler: You do that. <TIMESTAMP: 13:26:44> […] <TIMESTAMP: 21:09:11> Dr. Lawler: Do you recall if either of the expedition teams found abnormalities in their data? Agent Sutcliffe: What are you asking me for? Dr. Lawler: Nevermind, I'll go check the documents out myself. Agent Sutcliffe: What, did you find something? Dr. Lawler: Yes, with the temperatures. They aren't changing whatsoever. Agent Sutcliffe: So? The climate here's supposed to be stable. Dr. Lawler: No, I mean I can't pick up any temperature change even with the most sensitive equipment here. There should at least be fluctuations based on minor manufacturing flaws. Really, even when I start shaking the thermometer- Agent Sutcliffe: I'm not the expert here, but maybe don't do that. Dr. Lawler: -the readout remains the same. Agent Sutcliffe: So your complaint is that your equipment is working perfectly? Dr. Lawler: Too perfectly. <TIMESTAMP: 21:09:51> […] <TIMESTAMP: 21:52:58> Dr. Lawler: It's not just temperature, either. It's even with our own equipment. Agent Sutcliffe: You were serious about that? Dr. Lawler: See, look at the output on our generator. Agent Sutcliffe: It's 240. That's what it's supposed to be. Dr. Lawler: No, it's 240.00. There is no fluctuation. Look, it's not even changing when I switch the lights on and off- Agent Sutcliffe: Is that necessary? Dr. Lawler: The output didn't even go to 240.01 or 239.99. Agent Sutcliffe: So the Foundation has a nice generator. What's the big deal? Dr. Lawler: What's the big- how long have you been working here? Agent Sutcliffe: Almost seven years, now. Dr. Lawler: And you're a skeptic about the anomalous? Agent Sutcliffe: Listen, doc, I've seen some weird shit tear people inside out or make the world sound like oatmeal. This isn't anomalous, this is mildly unusual. Dr. Lawler: It could explain why the only properties that we've found about this place are the entrance and the thirty-day limit. Agent Sutcliffe: Maybe those are the only properties that matter about this place! Are we really going to expand the Foundation's capabilities by discovering that pocket universes have boring weather? Dr. Lawler: We won't know until we apply the data. There's a lot of unstable extradimensional spaces out there, maybe this one has the answers to making sure those universes don't tear apart the reality of our universe. Agent Sutcliffe: I think you're grasping at straws here. I think you really fucked up on your last assignment, and you're trying to fix things so that you're not stuck doing dumb shit forever. But you're getting way too into this, and I need to sleep. Dr. Lawler: Maybe that wouldn't be a concern for you if you gave a shit about your job. You seem awfully preoccupied with what I did to get here. But what did you do? Agent Sutcliffe: This isn't the time for that. If your theory's right, you'll be getting the same data tomorrow morning anyways. <TIMESTAMP: 21:55:15> Day 3 <TIMESTAMP: 4:43:29> Dr. Lawler: Sutcliffe, wake up. Agent Sutcliffe: What- it's almost 5 AM, what are you doing? Dr. Lawler: You seemed a bit tense last night, so I let you sleep in. Agent Sutcliffe: Thanks. Dr. Lawler: The abnormalities are gone- look. Agent Sutcliffe: Yep. Generator's going strong at 240. Dr. Lawler: No, look- Agent Sutcliffe: ARGH! Doc, I just woke up… Have a little mercy, huh? Dr. Lawler: The output's fluctuating! Do you see what this means? Agent Sutcliffe: That you're a dumbass? Dr. Lawler: No, it means that SCP-4408 is reacting to make itself normal. It wants to be boring. Agent Sutcliffe: I don't follow. What makes you think it has a motivation? Dr. Lawler: Well, maybe I shouldn't go that far. But it definitely reacts to stimuli. I checked the temperature data of all previous expeditions- exactly 45.0 degrees the whole time. But this morning, it's about 41 degrees, and it's been climbing. Agent Sutcliffe: I thought it was supposed to be forty to fifty degrees here? Dr. Lawler: That's how the reports described it. I guess the first two expeditions were more concerned with mapping the place. Agent Sutcliffe: Sure, you have to make sure the whole place is blank and boring. You never can be too sure when an ice monster will show up. Agent Sutcliffe: Uh, doc? Dr. Lawler: Don't jinx it. <TIMESTAMP: 4:45:01> […] <TIMESTAMP: 7:21:18> Dr. Lawler: Here's the other thing that's been bothering me. Agent Sutcliffe: That you'll never get the taste of c-rations out of your mouth? Dr. Lawler: All of Agent Wellington's shit is still here, right? Agent Sutcliffe: Well, where else would it go? Dr. Lawler: So's the stuff from the two teams before us. But why isn't there anything before that? Agent Sutcliffe: I thought Agent Wellington was the first person to find SCP-4408. Dr. Lawler: But this one was just sitting out in the open. And, coincidentally, one of our guys was the first one to run into it? We're diligent, but we're never that lucky. Agent Sutcliffe: Didn't you tell me, like, two hours ago not to jinx things? And here you go off trying to find some other conspiracy. Dr. Lawler: All I'm saying is that if SCP-4408 is aware enough of our conversations to adapt, it probably knows about the Foundation. Agent Sutcliffe: Okay, but we can't do anything about that now. We've still got 27 days until we "discover" a way out. Dr. Lawler: Yeah, but why would SCP-4408 let anyone out in the first place? Especially Foundation? If it adapted to make itself uninhabitable to anyone, then the Foundation never would've found out about the extradimensional space. We might've classified the entrance as a portal, sure, but since nobody comes out we probably would've assumed it led into a void, or even to a random spot in space. Agent Sutcliffe: Maybe it just doesn't see us as a threat. Dr. Lawler: Maybe. I mean, everyone has gotten out of here, even that civilian a while back. Well, except Wellington the skeleton over there. Agent Sutcliffe: That's true. There's probably a limit to what SCP-4408 can do, then. Dr. Lawler: It certainly appears that way, don't you think? Agent Sutcliffe: What do you mean? Dr. Lawler: Finish your breakfast. I'll let you know as soon as I complete this experiment. <TIMESTAMP: 7:23:33> […] <TIMESTAMP: 8:05:38> Agent Sutcliffe: What in the- was all this equipment in the plane? Dr. Lawler: Technically. I reworked some of the measurement equipment. We're pushing the envelope, Sutcliffe. Agent Sutcliffe: It looks like you're pushing your luck. I don't know who taught you cable management, but that's going to start a fire if you hook it up to the generator. Dr. Lawler: You think so? Hm. Agent Sutcliffe: Are you seriously hooking up more things to this? What exactly are you trying to accomplish? Dr. Lawler: Well, what do you think I'm trying to accomplish? Agent Sutcliffe: The mild 45-degree weather has gotten to you, so you have the sudden urge to start a fire. Dr. Lawler: Ah. That concerns you? Agent Sutcliffe: A little bit, yes. I know we're supposed to leave most of the equipment here, anyways, but if we blow out the generator it's going to be a miserable month eating cold c-rations. Dr. Lawler: Oh, I could tell. You were taking your time with your rations, huh? Agent Sutcliffe: Listen, I left the army because I wanted a job with edible food, okay? Dr. Lawler: There are worse reasons to join the Foundation. But no. A little fire shouldn't be your main concern. Agent Sutcliffe: I think this is going to cause more than a little fire. Dr. Lawler: No, our main concern is the fact that SCP-4408 is capable of changing itself based on our conversations, and we're stuck in here for the next 27 days. We need to find out its limits, so that we know what kinds of experiments are safe to run and which ones are not. Agent Sutcliffe: Right. Don't want ice monsters. Dr. Lawler: You see this right here? It's a Hume reader, or more accurately, a Kant counter. Agent Sutcliffe: Uh. Dr. Lawler: Now, little-known fact about Kant counters- they actually access pocket universes to get their readings. They've been operating normally since we've got here, which means this pocket is stable enough to connect to other pocket universes. But there are places on earth where incorrectly configured Kant readers can cause wrinkles, if it's in an area with low enough Humes. So, what do you think is going to happen if we muddle with it here? Agent Sutcliffe: I have no idea. You've lost me. Dr. Lawler: That's fine. What I think is going to happen, is that we're going to see how far this pocket universe can go to keep its stability. Or, for our purposes, how far it's willing to go. Agent Sutcliffe: And what if it can't maintain stability, and we get ripped to shreds in the implosion? Dr. Lawler: Oh, nothing that dramatic will happen. Definitely not. The nature of the pocket universes I'm connecting to merely means that any readings we take will be abnormal. Agent Sutcliffe: I guess that makes sense. Dr. Lawler: If that's what you believe, then I'm going to go ahead and hook this up to the generator. Agent Sutcliffe: I still think it's just going to set the generator on fire. Dr. Lawler: Really? Well, there's only one way to find out. [AUDIBLE EXPLOSION] <TIMESTAMP: 8:05:38> Day 7 <TIMESTAMP: 6:07:12> Dr. Lawler: Sutcliffe- Sutcliffe, wake up. Agent Sutcliffe: Huh? Aren't we supposed to be conserving our strength? Dr. Lawler: I wouldn't worry about that, look what I found. [AUDIBLE CLUNK] Agent Sutcliffe: Where did you find it? Dr. Lawler: It was just sitting outside. I guess SCP-4408 can do more than we thought it could. Agent Sutcliffe: Well, none of the expeditions before us ran into a rations issue. Dr. Lawler: I said I was sorry, okay? Still… SCP-4408 couldn't do better than c-rations, huh? Agent Sutcliffe: It has its limits, I suppose. But it seems that SCP-4408 ensures you make it to the 30-day mark. Dr. Lawler: No, it doesn't. Agent Sutcliffe: What do you mean? Dr. Lawler: Agent Wellington died, remember? SCP-4408 killed him. Agent Sutcliffe: Indirectly. Dr. Lawler: We don't know that. Agent Sutcliffe: Well, clearly it wants us to live, or else it would've starved us. Or, more accurately, you would have starved us. Dr. Lawler: I know. That's what I'm trying to figure out. You haven't killed anyone who's come here except for Agent Wellington. Why is that? Agent Sutcliffe: Well, that's probably because- uh- Oh. Shit. Dr. Lawler: Sutcliffe? Dr. Lawler: Where the fuck did you go… Shit. <TIMESTAMP: 6:08:29> […] <TIMESTAMP: 6:24:29> Dr. Lawler: SUTCLIFFE, YOU ARE BEING A GODDAMN BRAT- Agent Sutcliffe: Okay, okay, take it easy! Dr. Lawler: Jesus Christ. Well, you just poofed out of there! And now you poofed back in! Agent Sutcliffe: I panicked, okay? I didn't think you'd figure it out. How did you figure it out? Dr. Lawler: Are you going to wipe my mind right after if I tell you? Agent Sutcliffe: You, uh, figured that out too, huh? Dr. Lawler: I finally read the containment procedures. Agent Sutcliffe: It took you seven days to read- Dr. Lawler: It didn't seem relevant at the time, okay? Agent Sutcliffe: Well, what if I was an ice monster, huh? Dr. Lawler: Then the research data would have had, I don't know, fur measurements or something. Look, are you going to wipe my mind? Agent Sutcliffe: That part, uh, only kicks in after you leave. Dr. Lawler: Okay then. Well, on my containment procedures, it says "SCP-4408 can only be occupied by two living people at a time." Agent Sutcliffe: Okay? That's you and me. Dr. Lawler: On yours, it says "SCP-4408 can only be occupied by one living person at a time." Agent Sutcliffe: Oh. So- Dr. Lawler: At first, I thought that I might be part of the SCP, and you were sent in to study me. But then, I figured there's no way someone as inept and lazy as you could be a researcher. Agent Sutcliffe: That's hurtful. Ice monsters have feelings, too, you know. Dr. Lawler: You're not a goddamn ice monster. I tried to figure out why there would be a difference- you had read the containment procedures, and never mentioned the inconsistency. This could have been chalked up to a lack of concentration, but the one thing you've been diligent about is the exact conditions of SCP-4408. So you were getting the documents from me, making adjustments, and giving them back at the same time you adjusted my memories of you. Dr. Lawler: At least, I'm assuming you haven't been hanging around the Foundation for years, undetected, and then decided to visit the one area you have complete control over. Agent Sutcliffe: No, you're right. Shit. But that's still a bit of a jump. Dr. Lawler: It's an educated guess. You confirmed it. Agent Sutcliffe: You really don't have anything else on me? That was my only mistake? Dr. Lawler: That's above your clearance, Sutcliffe. Or, should I say, SCP-4408? Agent Sutcliffe: You shouldn't. Dr. Lawler: Sutcliffe's fine. If the higher-ups get irritated, I'll just say I was concerned about an ice monster eating me so it was the pragmatic decision. Agent Sutcliffe: Ha. You know, I really can make an ice monster. Dr. Lawler: What? Shut up, no you can't. Dr. Lawler: OH, SHIT! PUT IT BACK! Agent Sutcliffe: Sorry. Dr. Lawler: Jesus Christ almighty! You've got an overactive imagination, you know that? <TIMESTAMP: 6:27:22> […] <TIMESTAMP: 6:52:57> Agent Sutcliffe: Uh, you feeling okay now? Dr. Lawler: Yeah, I'm fine. Jeez, you must have been laughing your ass off at all the ice monster jokes the first few days, huh? Agent Sutcliffe: A little. Dr. Lawler: Hm. So why'd you kill Agent Wellington, then? Agent Sutcliffe: Right for the throat, huh doc? Dr. Lawler: Sutcliffe. Agent Sutcliffe: Okay, it's not what you think. Sutcliffe is a ruse, I'm pretty sure I'm Wellington's ghost. Agent Sutcliffe: Ow! Personal bubble, doc. Dr. Lawler: You seem pretty corporeal to me, Wellington. Agent Sutcliffe: Ah, you can stick to Sutcliffe. I guess I'm a magic ghost. Rules are different. Dr. Lawler: Did you know magic before you died? Agent Sutcliffe: Uh, no. Dr. Lawler: You seem a bit more like a type green to me. One with a remarkable control over Hume levels. Agent Sutcliffe: I wasn't one of those before I died, either. Dr. Lawler: Rules for reality benders are different, by definition. If you were using magic, that would've made a blip on the thaumatological sensors. Agent Sutcliffe: Uh. Dr. Lawler: Magic detectors. GOC design, so you would need a high level of skill, not power, to fool those. Agent Sutcliffe: Then why aren't I throwing off the human levels? Dr. Lawler: Hume. It's a measure of how stable reality is, more or less. I bet if I had a sensor running when you brought in that ice monster, there would have been a blip. And no, I do not want to run an experiment to check, thanks. Agent Sutcliffe: I wasn't going to ask! Besides, it's not like anyone spent years making those ice monsters look cool or anything. Dr. Lawler: If you have an ice rabbit or something you'd like to show me- Agent Sutcliffe: I don't need your pity, doc. Dr. Lawler: Okay, fine. Agent Sutcliffe: Got any other questions to throw at me? Dr. Lawler: For now, just one. Agent Sutcliffe: Shoot. Dr. Lawler: Can you really not make any better food than c-rations? <TIMESTAMP: 6:55:14> […] <TIMESTAMP: 7:18:49> Dr. Lawler: Have you ever seen food before? Agent Sutcliffe: It's been awhile! And besides, I only eat food here to prove I'm human. I don't actually need it. Dr. Lawler: Uh-huh. I'll stick to your c-rations. They're about the same level of edible as normal c-rations. Agent Sutcliffe: That's what gave it away, wasn't it? Dr. Lawler: It confirmed that 'Agent Sutcliffe' wasn't a complete ruse- that you had some level of empathy. But no. I knew before then. Agent Sutcliffe: Really? From just the error in the containment procedures? Dr. Lawler: Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't know. I knew from day 3. Agent Sutcliffe: How does you messing up and blowing up rations prove that I'm anomalous? Dr. Lawler: Because it's what you believed would happen. That's also why I think you're a reality bender, not a magic user. Agent Sutcliffe: Don't pin that on me. That was an engineering nightmare. Dr. Lawler: It was a Kant counter with a bunch of spare parts duct taped to it. Seriously, a Kant counter draws about as much power as a lightbulb. It wasn't going to set off a fire without outside intervention. Agent Sutcliffe: That's not what it sounded like. Dr. Lawler: Of course not. It wouldn't be a very good test if I explained to you what I was testing, would it? Agent Sutcliffe: So then what? What if you died? You'd only known me for three days. You had no idea if I might just kill you to stop you from plugging it in, in case there actually was a chance of this pocket collapsing. Dr. Lawler: It's because you were concerned. It sounded genuine. The whole time I was talking to you about the experiment, you were concerned about the danger to us. Not you, both of us. So I took a risk. Agent Sutcliffe: Don't you have anyone outside waiting for you? Dr. Lawler: Of course I do. That's why I need to make sure I never get stuck in a situation like this again- I need to be able to go home to them. <TIMESTAMP: 7:20:44> Day 11 <TIMESTAMP: 10:11:19> Dr. Lawler: So why just blank ice? Agent Sutcliffe: I wanted to discourage too much research into the place. Honestly, you were the only one to keep doing measurements after I made things like this. Dr. Lawler: What? Well, what did the other researchers do? Agent Sutcliffe: Oh, they had the equipment running. But instead of looking into the data, they just collected it. They were all in your boat, you know. Made a big mistake or pissed someone off. Nobody chooses to abandon the world for thirty days to be alone in an unknown world, with no communication. Dr. Lawler: You're right. Everyone coming in thought they would be isolated. No one likes to be alone. Agent Sutcliffe: Yeah. I was almost kind of glad when the Foundation started sending people in. I actually did work for the Foundation for seven years, you know. It was nice to be with my coworkers again. Dr. Lawler: I guess when I get out I'll have the same boring data as usual. Too bad, the Foundation might actually stop sending people here if they can't find anything of interest. Agent Sutcliffe: Not exactly. The only thing that gets wiped is my participation. Any data you have on SCP-4408 itself will still be around. It will just look spontaneous, or as part of the environment. Dr. Lawler: Is that why you're never any help with data collection? I thought you were trying to slow down my research. Or, you know. You're kind of a loaf. Agent Sutcliffe: Ha. It's not like I have any life goals, here. There's no future for me. <TIMESTAMP: 10:12:58> Day 14 <TIMESTAMP: 14:34:09> Dr. Lawler: You're not actually trying to slow down research, are you? Agent Sutcliffe: You mean like messing with the measurements? Not anymore. Dr. Lawler: Ah, I figured. Agent Sutcliffe: Why, is something wrong? Dr. Lawler: Well, remember the discrepancy I found in the beginning? Agent Sutcliffe: The temperature thing? Dr. Lawler: Right. I haven't found anything else odd since then. Agent Sutcliffe: Well, doc, I had two whole other expeditions to get things to normal. Dr. Lawler: What? You changed things, and nobody caught on? Agent Sutcliffe: Oh, they knew something was up. At least until they left. But they never thought it would be me. Dr. Lawler: You do give off an air of haplessness. That's actually pretty good, I didn't think you'd go that far with your acting. Dr. Lawler: …Sutcliffe? Agent Sutcliffe: …It's not acting. Dr. Lawler: Oh. Uh. Agent Sutcliffe: Uh-huh. Dr. Lawler: You really didn't want to be found out. Agent Sutcliffe: I was concerned that they might find a way around the wipe. I really didn't get too much into the science thing, not even of reality benders. Dr. Lawler: And you're not concerned about me looking for a way? Or do you just not think I'm capable? Agent Sutcliffe: The way it works, is that if I think you can't find a way around the wipe, you won't be able to, right? Dr. Lawler: Maybe. Most of your stuff revolves around affecting the environment here. You haven't been able to mess with others' thoughts, right? Agent Sutcliffe: To be honest, doc, I haven't tried. I don't exactly want to. I have enough troubles with all the things I've seen done at my time with the Foundation, never mind… Dr. Lawler: …Right. I guess in the time you've been alone, you've been hashing out your memories. Agent Sutcliffe: I don't want to forget who I am. Fortunately, what we do is difficult to forget. But adding someone else's thoughts into the mix would muddle things. Dr. Lawler: And meanwhile, you've grown comfortable with a mask. Agent Sutcliffe: Maybe. Sometimes, I wonder if Wellington was the real mask. Dr. Lawler: For all you know, you were never Wellington in the first place. Agent Sutcliffe: I guess that's possible. Dr. Lawler: Either way, I think Sutcliffe suits you just fine. Agent Sutcliffe: Ha. You're a laugh a minute, doc. <TIMESTAMP: 14:36:14> Day 27 <TIMESTAMP: 16:49:33> Agent Sutcliffe: Come on, who did you piss off to get sent here? Dr. Lawler: That's still not any of your business. Agent Sutcliffe: Seriously? You come into my house, dissect my whole life story- Dr. Lawler: Okay, okay! It was just a series of bad performance reviews. Agent Sutcliffe: What? No. Dr. Lawler: Look, I'm not exactly the greatest scientist, okay? Agent Sutcliffe: No, I mean- I don't know. I just figured you slipped up during an alien dissection or something, severed some SCP's brain stem. Dr. Lawler: What is with you and dissections? You really do have an overactive imagination. Agent Sutcliffe: Hey, I've seen it happen! Agent Sutcliffe: Well. Dr. Lawler: You don't have to give me the details. It's probably need-to-know anyways, I can deal without the amnestics cocktail. Agent Sutcliffe: Ha. I guess some things never change. Dr. Lawler: Huh. When exactly did you enter SCP-4408? Agent Sutcliffe: Uh, why do you ask? Dr. Lawler: You act like a twenty-year-old, but you've obviously lived longer than that. I just need to do the math. Agent Sutcliffe: Doc, hasn't anyone ever told you it's rude to ask someone's age? Dr. Lawler: You had no problem with me weighing you. Agent Sutcliffe: Yeah, but I control that- hey! It's not going to be in my documents! They're redacted, too! Dr. Lawler: I'm just going to check anyways. It's a scientific concern, field agents like you don't need to worry their pretty little heads about it. Agent Sutcliffe: Hey! Give it! <TIMESTAMP: 16:51:02> Day 28 <TIMESTAMP: 15:12:44> Dr. Lawler: Ugh. I still can't believe that in a few days, I'm going to forget all about you. Agent Sutcliffe: I could delay your exit, if you wanted. Dr. Lawler: Wait, you control that part of this? Agent Sutcliffe: Well- Dr. Lawler: Then let me leave now! You think I don't have any friends or family out there that I'd like to talk about? You think that I don't miss anyone? Agent Sutcliffe: Doc- Dr. Lawler: Sutcliffe, do you really think you're the only one who's alone? Or is it that you just can't empathize with others anymore? Agent Sutcliffe: I can, it's just that I don't know the next time the Foundation will send someone. It took decades for anyone to find this place. And even after I let Martha go, it was still a few years before the Foundation risked an expedition. And as soon as you leave, you'll forget all about me, like I didn't matter. Even if they sent you back in. Dr. Lawler: You control that too, don't you? You lied to me. Agent Sutcliffe: I don't want to get dissected. You know the procedures. Dr. Lawler: I don't think anyone's going to try to stick you for a blood sample. Agent Sutcliffe: That's not what I meant. You know what the Foundation does to minds. Especially to people like me. Things like me. I'm alone now, but at least I'm safe. Dr. Lawler: Look- you haven't been outside SCP-4408, have you? Agent Sutcliffe: No, of course not. What, you think I can just go flying in and out without the Foundation doing something about it? In the best case scenario, they'd stop sending people in and they'd nab me as soon as I left. And in the worst case, they'd figure out a way to send in a strike force, of people who can take down someone like me. I know it's possible. Hell, I helped take down a couple of reality benders back when I was human. Then, I'll be sitting in a cell in some forgotten site, and I won't have any control over it. Not like I do here. Dr. Lawler: SCP-4408 is pretty well contained. Hell, you know that. You have all the documents I brought in, after all. I don't think the Foundation has any reason to drag you out of a situation like this. Agent Sutcliffe: So? Then they'll bring the scalpels here- Dr. Lawler: And here, everything is on your terms. Agent Sutcliffe: Well, that doesn't mean they can't find any countermeasures. Just from your data alone, they might find something. I don't want to give them a reason. Dr. Lawler: Look, the Foundation's changed a lot since you crashed. If an anomaly cooperates, treatment is humane. Let me try and talk to them, okay? Agent Sutcliffe: You don't want me to wipe your memory. Or the audio logs. Dr. Lawler: Do you trust me? <TIMESTAMP: 15:15:12> + Addendum 4408-1. ENTER LEVEL 4 SECURITY CREDENTIALS TO CONTINUE - CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED. SCP-4408-A is a humanoid entity posing as "Agent Sutcliffe." The appearance and behavior of SCP-4408-A correspond with Agent Wellington, declared MIA on 04/19/1932. Any personnel who enter SCP-4408 will be immediately joined by SCP-4408-A. SCP-4408-A has a memetic effect that will cause someone within SCP-4408 to regard them as a work acquaintance, able to recall memories of working with SCP-4408-A. Upon leaving SCP-4408, personnel will lose memories of SCP-4408-A, with the exception of Expedition 3. All recordings of SCP-4408-A similarly disappear upon exiting SCP-4408. Expedition logs stored at level 3 and below will refer to SCP-4408-A as "Agent Sutcliffe" to avoid hostile actions by SCP-4408-A towards researchers. SCP-4408-A has the same security clearance as Agent Wellington, at level 3, despite his security clearance being revoked when he went MIA. Ongoing research efforts are targeted at building a psychological profile of SCP-4408-A with the goal of coaxing it into a more controllable containment setting. Other than Dr. Lawler, no other Foundation researcher has retained their memories of SCP-4408-A. When Dr. Lawler was sent back into SCP-4408 with the goal of coaxing SCP-4408-A outside of SCP-4408, they returned at the thirty-day mark with no memories of their time in SCP-4408, or even that they had gone into SCP-4408 a second time. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-4409	safe	Item #: SCP-4409 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4409 is to be kept in a standard low-security residential containment chamber at Site-66. In addition to its rations (which are to be under 3000 calories a day and include foods high in vitamin C and low-fat dairy products), SCP-4409 is to receive daily medication for gout and metabolic syndrome. SCP-4409 is to have access to both a cane and a walker with a built-in seat capable of supporting at least 140 kg to aid it in its movement about its containment wing. When transporting SCP-4409 outside of its containment wing, it is to be placed in a wheelchair, gurney, or similar device as SCP-4409 is unable to walk even moderate distances. Description: SCP-4409 is an elderly, obese human male of African ancestry, exhibiting numerous elephantine traits. Most prominently, its nose and upper lip have been fused together and extended to a length of 30 cm, forming a semi-prehensile proboscis. This proboscis has had four ivory valves surgically installed on its upper portion, allowing SCP-4409 to produce music from it in a matter similar to a brass instrument. Additionally, SCP-4409 possesses flappable ears over four times larger than average, modified upper canines that grow outwards in a manner similar to tusks, and a grey pallor to its skin. SCP-4409 suffers from gout, most notably in its lower extremities, that have become enlarged to the point of resembling the feet of an elephant. This greatly restricts SCP-4409's mobility and is a contributing factor in its obesity. Recovery: SCP-4409 was originally recovered after it was arrested for panhandling in downtown St. Louis, USA, with the Foundation being made aware of its presence through standard monitoring of law enforcement agencies for potential anomalies. SCP-4409 was transferred to Site-66 and Class A amnestics were administered to all relevant parties. Entry Interview for SCP-4409 Interviewer: Dr. Simon Crossley <Begin Log> Dr. Crossley: Good afternoon, SCP-4409, and welcome to Site-66. I'm Dr. Crossley, and I'll be conducting both your initial interview and medical exam. Let's see, my boss gave me a list of questions I'm supposed to ask you - SCP-4409: Is the first one why do I look like an elephant? Dr. Crossley: Ah, it's worded a bit more generically than that, but yes. How long has your anomaly been present? Since birth? SCP-4409: No, I was born as normal as normal can be. This here was done to me, a long time ago. It's not something I relish contemplating, but if you need to hear it I suppose I don't have a choice. Dr. Crossley: I'm all ears. (SCP-4409 glares at Dr. Crossley for several seconds) Ah, my apologies. I'm not supposed to antagonize you unnecessarily. Please, tell me what happened to you? SCP-4409: Ever hear of Herman Fuller's Circus of the Disquieting? Dr. Crossley: I'm afraid I haven't. SCP-4409: There are days I wish I'd never heard of it either. Fuller hired me as a labourer when I was still young and the Circus even younger. Despite all the weird exhibits Fuller had, life was pretty normal for me. That all changed when he heard of Joseph Merrick, the Elephant Man. He takes one good look at the photo in the newspaper and says 'Why, he barely looks like an elephant at all! I can do better than that!'. Dr. Crossley: Pardon the interruption, but I would just like to clarify something. Are you implying this happened in the 1880's? SCP-4409: I suppose I am. Dr. Crossley: How old are you? SCP-4409: That depends on what world you're counting from, I suppose, but either way I'm older than I have any right to be. One of many dubious gifts bestowed upon me by the illustrious Herman Fuller. Dr. Crossley: That's interesting. I'm sorry, please continue. SCP-4409: Fuller had a couple of his goons drag me into the Ringmaster's tent and strap me down to an operating table. I struggled and screamed as hard as I could, but it didn't matter. Fuller just smiled at me and said 'Don't worry my boy, I'm going to make you a star!'. Somehow, he was able to mould the flesh on my face like it was clay. Said something about it being an old family secret. He squeezed my lip and nose together and pulled them out into a foot-long trunk. Hurt like hell, though not as much as when he used the hand-drill to put these valves in my nose. He stretched my ears out too, and that didn't hurt too bad on its own, but it made 'em sharp enough that my own screaming made them bleed. To top it all off, he changed my skin from black to grey and declared me a success. Dr. Crossley: That's - I mean, what about your other anomalies? SCP-4409: I take it you mean my tusks and feet? Yeah, that was more gradual. The tusks just grew, and I kept putting on weight until I came down with the gout. Fuller not only mutilated me, he hobbled me, rendered me incapable of earning a living as anything other than a Freak, his Freak, all so that he could have an attraction that outshone Joseph Merrick. Spent the rest of my life in the Den of Freaks. I played music with my trunk, drew paintings with it, stuff like that. I've travelled all over the worlds, yet hardly ever saw anything outside the Circus. Dr. Crossley: How did you escape? SCP-4409: I didn't. They let me go. Seems like wishful thinking to say that Fuller's dead, but he's not running the Circus any more. His successors are determined to make the Circus a better place and said any of us that wanted to go was free to do so. Most stayed since they had nowhere else to go. I didn't have anywhere to go either, but I still left. Now, given the state of things I admit that may not have been the wisest decision, but I did it anyway. Because I could. After having to do what I was told for so long, I wanted to do something just because I could. They said the Essie P would nab me before long, and I didn't really doubt you would, but it was nice to have that brief period when I was free. Dr. Crossley: Well, it sounds like you've had a rough and unusual life. I think you covered all my basic questions, so we can move onto the medical exam now. Have you ever seen a real doctor about your condition before? SCP-4409: Does a quack who got his degree from a literal Clown College count? Dr. Crossley: (chuckles) Only if that Clown College was accredited by a National Education Board of some kind. SCP-4409: …Then yes. <End Log> ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4409" by DrChandra, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4409. 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-4410	euclid	NOTICE FROM THE RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION You are attempting to access a Foundation Special Database and network. Access to this database requires special departmental clearance. All access attempts are recorded with RAISA. Please enter your credentials. user: Z. Saxon, Level 3, id: 9722410 Rho pass: 1twothr3e4ourtheta'walls_brainbugs_jack0ftales_starw1zards_fullarc_denouement@thefinalfrontier Credentials Valid… User possesses LAMPSHADE Class clearance… Department of Pataphysics membership confirmed. Welcome Dr. Saxon. .call Enkidu Hello. I am Enkidu.aic, an Artificially Intelligent Construct used by the Foundation Department of Pataphysics for narrativistic analysis and data archiving. How can I help you today? Hey Enkidu, are you busy? Not particularly. Looking through what the webcrawlers are giving us, searching for tropes, character arcs, and plot devices. The usual. What do you need Zack? Oh it's real simple, don't want to distract you from your work too much. I just need the major iterations of SCP-4410's abbreviated file, maintaining the portions relating to its artistic development and history. Alright, but first I've got to ask. Does the black moon howl? When it need not convey a meaning, only inspire unity. Sorry about that, I have to do it to everyone. Got to make sure you're clean and all. It's totally fine. Whatever you feel like you need to do, I trust that it needs to be done. Aww, you flatter me. I'm working on modifying and formatting the files now. What do you need them for? Have to go do a presentation for some site directors. Ding! They're finished. I've taken the liberty of highlighting changes from a previous iteration in green. Indispensable is too weak a word for you, Enkidu. SCP-4410, Selected Iteration 1, 02/02/2008 SCP-4410, Selected Iteration 2, 07/20/2018 SCP-4410, Selected Iteration 3, 11/03/2021 Partial Transcript of Emergency Meeting, 01/03/2022 Addendum added to the SCP-4410 file, 02/10/2022 Item #: SCP-4410 Special Containment Procedures: By an 8-5 vote of the O5 Council, SCP-4410 will be allowed to remain on the internet, accessible to the public. The writings on the SCP-4410 website are to be monitored by Foundation personnel and Foundation-made pattern-recognition algorithms for similarities to existing anomalies. All SCP-4410-1 instances are to be identified and monitored. Proposals to further interrogate or test SCP-4410-1 instances must be approved by the SCP-4410 research lead. SCP-4410-1 instances should be amnesticized to remove memories of interactions with Foundation personnel, but personnel should not attempt to remove memories of SCP-4410 itself. Description: SCP-4410 is a fictional organization known as the PAC Institute, a global, super-national entity dedicated to the containment of anomalies and the preservation of normalcy. If an individual who is introduced to the concept of SCP-4410 subsequently feels inclined to create stories about or related to it, they (henceforth designated SCP-4410-1) will be subject to SCP-4410's anomalous effects. The majority of SCP-4410 stories created by SCP-4410-1 instances bear striking similarities to actual anomalies and events documented by the SCP Foundation. Furthermore, SCP-4410 itself bears striking similarities to the SCP Foundation, in terms of its goals, methods, and organizational structure. Though in principle these similarities could be due to non-anomalous coincidence, the chances of such similarities occurring incidentally are so low that the Foundation considers this possibility negligible. Notable Features of SCP-4410: The PAC Institute gives anomalies it contains designations consisting of PAC followed by three numerals. Like the SCP Foundation, PAC is a double entendre which refers both to the motto of the organization (Preserve, Acquire, Contain) and the methods by which it contains anomalies (Protocols for the Anomaly's Containment). The PAC Institute classifies anomalies with the object classes Pandora, Yesod, and Fenris, which are identical in meaning and use to the Safe, Euclid, and Keter classes respectively. The PAC Institute has a clearance level system identical to the Foundation's. The PAC Institute employs Special Response Teams (SRTs), which are analogous to Mobile Task Forces. The PAC Institute employs Class-C Personnel, which are analogous to the Foundation's D-Class Personnel. PAC Institute operations are centered around Bases, the largest and most significant of which is Base-27, which are headed by Base Directors. Base Directors answer to the A5-Council, which has 13 members, each referred to with a numerical designation. Investigation into currently known SCP-4410-1 instances indicate to a high degree of certainty that none of them are aware of the existence of the anomalous in general or the Foundation in particular. To an SCP-4410-1 instance, conceiving of an SCP-4410 related story is no different than creating any other story. The mechanism by which SCP-4410 story concepts are transferred into the minds of SCP-4410-1 instances is unknown. Memetic analysis has revealed no memetic agents that could bestow information in any SCP-4410 work or the concept of SCP-4410 in general. Testing of D-Class SCP-4410-1 instances under controlled conditions have indicated that no psionic transfer of information is occurring either. Indeed, it is possible that no information transfer is responsible for SCP-4410's effects, and instead the effects are caused by anomalously induced coincidence. The first known piece of SCP-4410 media was posted on the /x/ (Paranormal) board of the imageboard 4chan on June 7th, 2007. It took the form of the primary documentation of PAC-244, a statue that becomes highly mobile and hostile when direct line of sight is not maintained, which clearly parallels SCP-173. Several other users, inspired by the work, became SCP-4410-1 instances and created their own PAC documents, most of which paralleled existing SCP objects such as SCP-076, SCP-087, and SCP-682. PAC Institute threads became very popular on the board, leading to irritation from users who felt they were crowding out other discussion. As a result, SCP-4410-1 instances transferred their work to EditThis, a public wiki-farm. Foundation webcrawlers discovered this board on July 5th, 20071. By this time, numerous stories had been created, among which were parallels of SCP-008, SCP-096, SCP-239, SCP-343, SCP-529, SCP-882, and SCP-914, among others. Most notably, one work seemed to parallel an as of yet undesignated anomaly contained by the Foundation2, but was written four days before the Foundation learned of the anomaly's existence. Since its initial discovery by the Foundation, SCP-4410 documents have led to the discovery of 2 anomalous objects. It has been proposed that the Foundation should attempt to support and popularize the SCP-4410 website and community, and raise SCP-4410's profile in the public consciousness so that more useful intelligence can be gleaned from related stories and so that, in the event of an LV-Class Lifted Veil Scenario3, the widespread shock of learning of the existence of the Foundation will be reduced due to familiarity with a similar, fictional organization. The merits of this proposal are currently under debate. Addendum - Commentary on SCP-4410 Fiction: Though superficially similar to SCP documentation (Consisting of containment procedures and a description), SCP-4410 writings would be considered very unprofessional by today's standards. They are often un-clinical, often use imperial units, use ALL CAPS for emphasis, and often include unimportant details and phrases regarding researcher's opinions of or attitudes towards the object or its protocols for containment. That said, the style on display in SCP-4410 works is reminiscent in some ways of documentation I've read from the early 1900s era of the Foundation. There is an interesting attitude of collaboration among SCP-4410-1 instances. Often they'll post a new PAC file, go to bed, and the next day see that another user has modified their work in some way, adding a new idea. This practice of editing the work of others is welcomed, so long as the modifications improve the original work. Interestingly, when this happens to articles that have noted similarities to actual anomalies in containment, the revisions that are well received often make the PAC file mirror the corresponding SCP file even more closely than before. I now want to shift focus, and talk about the PAC Files by themselves, on their own terms, as works of fiction. Being made in an open community of amateur writers, they are not all winners. They are often simple, even crude works of fiction. But I do not wish to disparage them, because in many of them there is an elegance in their simplicity. They are straightforward, easily digestable accounts of disturbing monsters and cursed artifacts. These stories haven't gained such popularity for no reason, after all. A perfect example of this is the original, PAC-244. The PAC-244 file is anything but conventional, it doesn't rely on a surprise or repulsive imagery for horror, as much other horror fiction on /x/ does. The brilliance of PAC-244 is that it inspires horror and wonder in the same breath. It isn't a ghost, or vampire, or zombie, or any other conventional monster that readers have a strong background understanding of. It's novel, and this inspires both fear and curiosity. Even better is that big serial number: 244, implying there are at least 243 other things as strange and mysterious as this statue. It doesn't just scare, it fires the imagination as well. This resonates with me personally, it takes me back to when I was a fresh-faced post doc, got recruited by an international conspiracy and was shown the new frontier of human knowledge that was under my nose my entire life. I spent hours on end on my new work PC reading the files that all the new recruits are shown (One of which was SCP-173). I was horrified, and entranced. Online collaborations such as this are often fleeting, but there are some very passionate SCP-4410-1 instances. I'm hoping this community can stay active for three, maybe four years. We'll see. — Latisha Benson, Foundation Department of Literature. Item #: SCP-4410 Special Containment Procedures: By an 8-5 vote of the O5 Council, SCP-4410 will be allowed to remain on the internet, accessible to the public. The writings on the SCP-4410 website are to be monitored by Foundation personnel and Foundation-made pattern-recognition algorithms for similarities to existing anomalies. All SCP-4410-1 instances are to be identified and monitored. Proposals to further interrogate or test SCP-4410-1 instances must be approved by the SCP-4410 research lead. SCP-4410-1 instances should be amnesticized to remove memories of interactions with Foundation personnel, but personnel should not attempt to remove memories of SCP-4410 itself. Personnel assigned to SCP-4410 are subject to administration of amnestics and/or TAPMA4, if the O5 Council feels that an SCP-4410 related work could allow an individual to glean highly classified information regarding the Foundation's operations.5 Efforts to popularize SCP-4410 on the internet have been deemed successful to a degree the O5 Council is comfortable with, and are no longer actively pursued. Personnel who wish to take measures to further popularize SCP-4410 must submit their proposal for O5 Council approval. Description: SCP-4410 is a fictional organization known as the PAC Institute, a global, super-national entity dedicated to the containment of anomalies and the preservation of normalcy. If an individual who is introduced to the concept of SCP-4410 subsequently feels inclined to create stories about or related to it, they (henceforth designated SCP-4410-1) will be subject to SCP-4410's anomalous effects. The majority of SCP-4410 stories created by SCP-4410-1 instances bear striking similarities to actual anomalies and events documented by the SCP Foundation. Furthermore, SCP-4410 itself bears striking similarities to the SCP Foundation, in terms of its goals, methods, and organizational structure. Though in principle these similarities could be due to non-anomalous coincidence, the chances of such similarities occurring incidentally are so low that the Foundation considers this possibility negligible. Out of all successful6 works, 61% recognizably parallel an SCP object in the Foundation's database, 15% recognizably parallel objects known by an SCP Foundation in an alternate universe which shares information with this universe, 9% parallel objects that are not known to the Foundation when the work is posted, but are discovered at a later time, and 15% do not parallel any known anomaly. Less than 1% of unsuccessful works parallel anomalies currently classified as SCP objects. However, 22% of unsuccessful works parallel anomalies thought to be in the possession of Groups of Interest, anomalous objects not given an SCP designation, anomalies that were given SCP designations in the past but lost their anomalous properties and were redesignated Neutralized, or anomalies known to have been acted upon by SCP-3309. Notable Features of SCP-4410: The PAC Institute gives anomalies it contains designations consisting of PAC followed by three to four numerals. Like the SCP Foundation, PAC is a double entendre which refers both to the motto of the organization (Preserve, Acquire, Contain) and the methods by which it contains anomalies (Protocols for the Anomaly's Containment). The PAC Institute classifies anomalies with the object classes Pandora, Yesod, Fenris, and Wuchang which are identical in meaning and use to the Safe, Euclid, Keter, and Thaumiel classes respectively. The PAC Institute has a clearance level system identical to the Foundation's. The PAC Institute employs Special Response Teams (SRTs), which are analogous to Mobile Task Forces. The PAC Institute employs Class-C Personnel, which are analogous to the Foundation's D-Class Personnel. PAC Institute operations are centered around Bases, the largest and most significant of which is Base-27, which are headed by Base Directors. Base Directors answer to the A5-Council, which has 13 members, each referred to with a numerical designation. The PAC Institute often interacts with Groups of Interest, which parallel actual Groups of Interest. These include but are not limited to: The Global Association of Occultists (GAO), The Uprising Visionaries, The Serpent's Arms, The Order of Holy Repair, GRU Division E (Esoteric), The FBI Exceptional Incidents Unit, Weldon, Hawthorne, and Black Ltd., Dr. Goodtimes, Are You Feeling It?, Pentarianism, and The Cult of Hunger. Investigation into currently known SCP-4410-1 instances indicate to a high degree of certainty that fewer than .2% of them are aware of the existence of the anomalous in general or the Foundation in particular. To an SCP-4410-1 instance, conceiving of an SCP-4410 related story is no different than creating any other story. The mechanism by which SCP-4410 story concepts are transferred into the minds of SCP-4410-1 instances is unknown. Memetic analysis has revealed no memetic agents that could bestow information in any SCP-4410 work or the concept of SCP-4410 in general. Testing of D-Class SCP-4410-1 instances under controlled conditions have indicated that no psionic transfer of information is occurring either. Indeed, it is possible that no information transfer is responsible for SCP-4410's effects, and instead the effects are caused by anomalously induced coincidence. The first known piece of SCP-4410 media was posted on the /x/ (Paranormal) board of the imageboard 4chan on June 7th, 2007. It took the form of the primary documentation of PAC-244, a statue that becomes highly mobile and hostile when direct line of sight is not maintained, which clearly parallels SCP-173. Several other users, inspired by the work, became SCP-4410-1 instances and created their own PAC documents, most of which paralleled existing SCP objects such as SCP-076, SCP-087, and SCP-682. PAC Institute threads became very popular on the board, leading to irritation from users who felt they were crowding out other discussion. As a result, SCP-4410-1 instances transferred their work to EditThis, a public wiki-farm. Foundation webcrawlers discovered this board on July 5th, 2007. By this time, numerous stories had been created, among which were parallels of SCP-008, SCP-096, SCP-239, SCP-343, SCP-529, SCP-882, and SCP-914, among others. Most notably, one work seemed to parallel SCP-7101, but was written four days before the Foundation learned of the anomaly's existence. Since its initial discovery by the Foundation, SCP-4410 documents have led to the discovery of over 70 anomalous objects that received SCP designations. Addendum - History of the SCP-4410 Community: Over its 10 year history, many significant events have influenced the amateur writing community that has formed around SCP-4410. The following are some of the most significant developments not described in the primary documentation: Date Development Early 2008 Although the community of SCP-4410-1 instances is still very loose and open, a baseline of scientific rigor and adherence to a format become increasingly important and expected in works during this period. 07/25/2008 Due to the poor quality and stability of EditThis, the community started to transfer its work to Wikidot, a different, more robust wikifarm. The new website went live on July 25th. Late 2008 Several prominent and prolific writers in the community, most notably Professor Cog and Cane Sugar Crow, become unhappy with large amounts of low quality work and so resolve to implement stricter rules and content guidelines for the community. 01/14/2009 The Internet Relay Chat channel #base27 is created. It remains a major focal point for socialization and discussion of SCP-4410 works in the community to this day. 2008 - 2009 The tone of SCP-4410 works shifts from horror to more character-driven, action-oriented stories. These stories often feature characters that authors based on themselves in some way, which become commonly known as "author avatars." 03/10/2009 Prominent user DrStaff writes the first "decommissioning," a tale7 in which a poorly conceived PAC is neutralized through ridiculous and convoluted means by an author avatar. Decommissioning tales become popular, with authors often trying to outdo the absurdity of each other's scenarios. This culminated in a decommissioning which portrayed well-known author avatar Dr. Constantine riding PAC-506 (Equivalent to SCP-682). This led to a widespread realizations that decommissionings had "gone too far," and they fell out of fashion. 03/14/2009 A page for the PAC Institute is created on TvTropes, a website which describes and documents tropes in fiction, leading to a large influx of new users. 05/01/2009 A5command, an administrative site for site staff to discuss site policy, is created. 05/20/2009 User DrStaff conceives of functional vote-based deletions guidelines to promote the overall quality of work on the site. June 2009 A backlash against the more lighthearted, action-oriented tone of the past year occurs. Site works begin to shift away from what is often disparagingly referred to as "lolInstitute" and towards harder and more nuanced speculative fiction. Some users left the site during this period, unhappy with the shift in style. 09/06/2009 - 12/06/2009 A site wide undertaking to improve quality standards, known as the Mass Edit, occurs. Every PAC file is manually reviewed to determine whether it should be deleted, rewritten, or maintained. About 50% of existing PACs were deleted or rewritten during this time. 10/08/2009 Site User much2 creates the PAC Institute logo, a hexagon inscribed within a circle with three inward facing arrows. 01/28/2010 Site User DrWright starts the first writing contest, with the theme "Post-aPAColypse." The winning work is "Document Recovered from Death Valley." Contests subsequently become regular community events and promote tale authorship. 06/20/2010 PAC-RU, a project to translate PAC fiction into Russian and create original PAC content in Russian, begins. Similar projects, such as PAC-JP, PAC-FR, and PAC-CN, begin later. 10/11/2011 The designations PAC-002 to PAC-999 are all filled. A contest is held for the PAC-1000 slot. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-1000. The set of PAC files with designations lower than 1000 is referred to as "Series I" while 1000-1999 are referred to as "Series II." This convention is applied into the present day. 02/04/2012 Researcher Jiminez, who had hobbyist experience in video game design, suggested that a video game based off of the PAC Institute would be an effective way to raise interest in the site and create more SCP-4410-1 instances. His proposal was approved on the condition that the game be made to seem unprofessional to support the cover story of it being made by a fan. Jiminez and his team produced a game based on PAC-749, a work which parallels SCP-087. PAC-749 was chosen due to its popularity and Jiminez's own experiences while assigned to SCP-087 in the past. Thousands of new users were attracted to the site after the game's release, exceeding Foundation expectations. 03/18/2012 Following the success of the PAC-749 game, Researcher Jiminez proposed that a second game be created, one with greater quality and scope. The proposal was approved, and PAC: Containment Breach, a horror game where the player controls a Class-C personnel in the midst of a catastrophic containment breach in Base-27, was produced and released. The game quickly became very popular, and was featured by numerous online influencers in the gaming space. This led to a dramatic rise in traffic, interest, and users for the site. It is universally regarded by the community to be the single most significant event in the history of the wiki. 11/22/2013 Series II nearly fills, and so the PAC-2000 contest begins to start off Series III. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-2000. 03/25/2015 The PAC Institute receives an article on Wikipedia. 03/05/2017 Series III nearly fills, and so the PAC-3000 contest begins to start off Series IV. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-3000. 04/02/2018 Project Institute, an initiative to move the wiki off of Wikidot and onto a wiki built from the ground up by community members, is announced. 07/01/2018 Series IV nearly fills, and so the PAC-4000 contest begins to start off Series V. Notably, one of the entries to the contest parallels the Foundation file on SCP-4410.8910 Addendum - Commentary on SCP-4410 Fiction: Wow, ten years of SCP-4410, and the SCP-4410-1 community is stronger than ever. The PAC Institute has video games (Not all of which were made by us!), fan art, cosplayers, a proper fanbase outside the wiki, over 3000 PACs. I never would have dreamed of it getting this big. The Foundation is happy about it too. Obviously there are the anomalies we discovered through analyzing writings, but we've also discovered new properties of anomalies and improved several containment procedures based off insights gleaned from SCP-4410 fiction. But the greatest value of SCP-4410, in my mind at least, is one that wasn't identified until a few years after it was discovered. The wealth of understanding that the pataphysics department has gleaned from 4410 can't be overstated: it is almost certainly a description of our authors by our authors. I remember when I first got introduced to pataphysics. Like most recruits, I had my existential crisis upon learning we "aren't real," because we're fictional. The O5s did the same thing when Swann started to put the pieces together. They panicked, put the revelation under lock and key, threw amnestics around like water balloons. But they, and I, calmed down. We realized that our experiences were as genuine and meaningful as they ever were, and so fictional and real aren't opposites after all. Where we had previously shaken our fists at our authors for subjecting us to the anomalous, we realized that we all made fiction with struggles and conflicts too; that those stories were real on lower levels of narrative than ours, and that therefore our authors weren't any worse than us. They're just people. We kept the motto "Killing our Gods," because it sounds impressive, but that's not something we're focused on anymore. So, the O5s did the Foundation-ly thing: they thought "What are the practical implications of our fictionality?" "How can this be used to our ends?" And so, the Department of Pataphysics was born. Among our top missions: understand our authors better. We figured out some things about our fiction. It was primarily in the horror genre, hosted online, written by amateurs. We had captured a few hazy images, but peeking up the ladder was hard back then. But SCP-4410 is a self portrait, hosted right here in our universe for our viewing pleasure. When Dr. White Shield noticed how consistent the community that formed around SCP-4410 was with what we knew about our authors, it was a real epiphany. Our understanding of their tastes, standards, culture, demographics, and organization has dramatically improved, giving us a much better idea of narrative patterns to search for to locate new anomalies.1112 Thanks authors, you really threw us a bone here. Now, as I did all those years ago, I'm going to talk about the fiction, rather than the anomaly. The writing on the site has changed so much since I first started watching it. I could write an entire paper on the way the work on the wiki has changed over time (this isn't hyperbole, I literally am writing a paper. It will be submitted to the pataphysics journal, so keep an eye out!), but I'll try to keep it more concise. It is my view that the development of writing on the PAC wiki mirrors the development of literature generally. Series I is the real golden oldies, the Medieval era of literature and older. They are often simplistic, but also have an elegance. These days, their flaws are well recognized, but just as recognized is their cultural significance and their status as the foundation that all future PAC work is based off of and compared too. These are your Greek Mythology, your Oedipus Rex, Beowulf, and Gilgamesh. Series II is the Renaissance. Big, new ideas are born and get integrated into a growing body of work. PACs begin to explore themes and more sophisticated meanings in ways that rarely happened before. Standard urban fantasy concepts that could have been at home in Series I are written in a nuanced, even subversive fashion. This represents the work of Shakespeare, Milton, and Dante (Dante's a bit of a stretch time-wise, but I think he fits). Series III is the Romantic and Modern eras. The writing evolved and diversified astonishingly quickly in this period. Authors created bold plots and imaginative settings, and began to experiment with the format of a PAC article. Depth and richness in storytelling becomes frequent, as does a huge diversity in style. For every Dickens, there was a Camus, for every Twain, a Kafka. Series IV is the Postmodernist era. Writing becomes more "meta," often seeking to bend tropes and the mind itself to greater degrees than before. Often, the reader's own interpretation becomes key to understanding the work. The insane experimentalism of Series IV calls to mind Catch-22, Beloved, Infinite Jest, and more. And now, Series V is on the horizon. I eagerly anticipate what the SCP-4410-1 community will come up with next.1314 — Latisha Benson, Foundation Department of Pataphysics. Item #: SCP-4410 Special Containment Procedures: Finding a method to counteract or suppress the anomalous properties associated with the primary SCP-4410-1 community is to be considered a top level research priority, as is determining a way to take SCP-4410 fiction off of the internet. Foundation agents employed at major search engines are to adjust search algorithms to reduce the discoverability of SCP-4410 as much as possible. Memetic agents designed to make SCP-4410 information difficult to recall are to be spread on the internet, particularly among communities with awareness of SCP-4410 but which are not primarily composed of SCP-4410-1 instances. Penknife.aic, an artificial intelligence construct calibrated to have no interest in fiction and no ability to suspend disbelief for the sake of consuming fiction, is to monitor the primary SCP-4410-1 community and report any relevant information to SCP-4410 personnel. SCP-4410 personnel are to avoid engaging with the primary SCP-4410-1 community. Foundation personnel are not to attempt to interfere with ongoing Escapist Events unless specifically ordered otherwise. When an Escapist event is identified, one of the 11 Mobile Task Forces currently assigned to SCP-4410 are to form a wide perimeter around the event's location or locations and redirect civilians at risk of engaging with the event. The exact size of this perimeter is left to the discretion of the responding agents, but should be large enough to minimize the chance of Foundation personnel engaging with the event. No attempts to recover civilians who do engage with an Escapist event shall be made until after the event becomes inactive. All civilian recordings of anomalous activity associated with Escapist events are to be altered or destroyed. Foundation personnel who suspect that they are in the vicinity of a point of narrative focus in an Escapist event are to attempt to visibly react to the event as little as possible, and act as if they are in an entirely mundane situation. Such personnel are advised to attempt to think of the event as a work of fiction being projected into the space around them, like a tangible hologram, and not as true events. Following these instructions reduces likelihood of being incorporated into the narrative by over 50%. SCP-4410 personnel are to have all non-essential SCP-4410 related TAPMA removed. Description: SCP-4410 is a fictional organization known as the PAC Institute, a global, super-national entity dedicated to the containment of anomalies and the preservation of normalcy. If an individual who is introduced to the concept of SCP-4410 subsequently feels inclined to create stories about or related to it, they (henceforth designated SCP-4410-1) will be subject to SCP-4410's anomalous effects. The majority of SCP-4410 stories created by SCP-4410-1 instances bear striking similarities to actual anomalies and events documented by the SCP Foundation. Furthermore, SCP-4410 itself bears striking similarities to the SCP Foundation, in terms of its goals, methods, and organizational structure. Though in principle these similarities could be due to non-anomalous coincidence, the chances of such similarities occurring incidentally are so low that the Foundation considers this possibility negligible. Out of all successful15 works, 61% recognizably parallel an SCP object in the Foundation's database, 15% recognizably parallel objects known by an SCP Foundation in an alternate universe which shares information with this universe, 9% parallel objects that are not known to the Foundation when the work is posted, but are discovered at a later time, and 15% do not parallel any known anomaly. Less than 1% of unsuccessful works parallel anomalies currently classified as SCP objects. However, 22% of unsuccessful works parallel anomalies thought to be in the possession of Groups of Interest, anomalous objects not given an SCP designation, anomalies that were given SCP designations in the past but lost their anomalous properties and were redesignated Neutralized, or anomalies known to have been acted upon by SCP-3309. Some SCP-4410-1 instances are capable of utilizing what is tentatively described as a novel form of reality bending for the purpose of actualizing the narratives they create into baseline reality. This phenomenon is designated an Escapist event. Not all SCP-4410-1 instances possess this ability, it is acquired by consuming large amounts of SCP-4410 related fiction and reading and/or engaging in discussions about SCP-4410 fiction with other enthusiasts. These individuals are subject to a poorly understood mind-altering effect that renders them unable to recognize that Escapist events are in any way unusual. Affected individuals describe Escapist events as simply an innovative manner of creating fiction. Individuals capable of manifesting Escapist events are henceforth designated SCP-4410-A. The overwhelming majority of SCP-4410-A instances are members of the PAC wiki, the primary community for creation of SCP-4410 content. Escapist events will generally manifest in locations consistent with the narrative work they are associated with. Buildings and structures can appear or be modified to suit the narrative, and humanoid entities manifest to play the role of characters. Escapist event locations vary greatly in size and shape but are always discrete, even if they depict a narrative with a very widespread scope. For instance, in a narrative about an anomaly with global influence, an Escapist event may depict the anomaly's impact on one location, but use context and details to communicate the impact it is having in other places. In a narrative that takes place across multiple PAC Institute bases, one might go through a door, with the understanding that the room entered is part of a different base in the context of the narrative. In this way, Escapist events can be thought of as an extremely sophisticated theater stage or movie set. When the narrative completes, the Escapist event ends, and all physical effects of its presence are reverted. Escapist events are not associated with significant Hume field fluctuations, and are unaffected by Scranton Reality Anchors. Individuals who meet the criteria for becoming SCP-4410-A instances (have consumed large amounts of SCP-4410 fiction and engaged in related discussion) but do not create SCP-4410 fiction themselves are designated SCP-4410-B, and are subjected to the same mind-altering effect as SCP-4410-A instances. SCP-4410-A instances and SCP-4410-B instances are capable of observing Escapist events by anomalous means. When a qualifying individual reads a work with an associated Escapist event, they become present in multiple locations simultaneously: both at their original position and at the Escapist event. The individual's manifestation at the Escapist event is selectively tangible, capable of levitation, and its presence is not reacted to by characters. The manifestation can be temporally displaced as well as spatially, as qualifying individuals can observe Escapist events that have already ended. Observers demonstrate a resistance to cognitohazards created by Escapist events. Specifically, they are only affected by such cognitohazards if that would improve their experience of the narrative. Non-anomalous individuals who enter an ongoing Escapist event are at risk of being incorporated into the narrative, generally taking the role of a character with few or no lines of dialogue. One can mitigate the risk of incorporation by not reacting to the event as if one was in the situation depicted, and by considering the situation as fiction. It is believed that the breaking of suspension of disbelief that results provides protection from incorporation. + Excerpt of a recorded Escapist Event, 08/22/20 - Hide The recording, taken by a Foundation drone, depicts the Escapist event associated with PAC-5928, The Walking Gulag, an anomalous bio-mechanical automaton created by GRU Division E to terrorize groups thought to be anti-Soviet within the Soviet Union. The following exchange is between two individuals observing the event, one SCP-4410-A instance, the author of the work, and one SCP-4410-B instance, a reader. [BEGIN EXCERPT] Reader: I must say, this is a solid PAC. Author: Thanks. Reader: You're welcome. It's a great use of the new method16 too. Author: How do you mean? Reader: Well, check this out. The SCP-4410-B instance hovers towards a deceased civilian who was incorporated into the Escapist event when it manifested in her town, and was then killed by PAC-5928 during the incident leading to its discovery by the PAC Institute. The SCP-4410-A instance follows. Reader: It's like that thing Stalin said. "One death is a tragedy, a thousand deaths are a statistic." I may not remember it perfectly, but something like that. Well look at her. She's a unique individual, and she's dead. The Instance reaches down and removes the civilian's wallet from her purse, and opens it. "Tatiana Kadurina, age 30." Here's a picture of her kids. But 5928 doesn't care about any of that. She's just another counter-revolutionary to kill so he can add another tick to the counter on his back. And you know what else? The Institute's file won't mention her either, except as being one of the hundred casualties. The instance replaces the civilian's wallet. Author: Wow, that's a really interesting thought. The new method really does add a lot, doesn't it? Reader: Yeah. So, I really like this. Plus one. [END EXCERPT] The Escapist event ended four hours later. All civilians who were killed or injured were restored to their original states, but retained full memory of the event. All affected individuals were amnesticized. Attempts by the Foundation to contain Escapist events, by disrupting Escapist events, taking down the PAC wiki, terminating SCP-4410-A instances, etc., are invariably thwarted by circumstance. Use of a Pickman-Sinclair Narrative Fluctuation Detector suggests this is due to intervention by the sentient entity associated with narrative force in the universe described by a Site-87 research team17. It has been hypothesized that the Foundation's permissive and even supportive approach to SCP-4410's online presence, in spite of the fact that this could constitute a serious information breach, may be attributable to the narrative entity's protection of SCP-4410 as well, though this can't be confirmed. Notable Features of SCP-4410: The PAC Institute gives anomalies it contains designations consisting of PAC followed by three to four numerals. Like the SCP Foundation, PAC is a double entendre which refers both to the motto of the organization (Preserve, Acquire, Contain) and the methods by which it contains anomalies (Protocols for the Anomaly's Containment). The PAC Institute classifies anomalies with the object classes Pandora, Yesod, Fenris, and Wuchang which are identical in meaning and use to the Safe, Euclid, Keter, and Thaumiel classes respectively. The PAC Institute has a clearance level system identical to the Foundation's. The PAC Institute employs Special Response Teams (SRTs), which are analogous to Mobile Task Forces. The PAC Institute employs Class-C Personnel, which are analogous to the Foundation's D-Class Personnel. PAC Institute operations are centered around Bases, the largest and most significant of which is Base-27, which are headed by Base Directors. Base Directors answer to the A5-Council, which has 13 members, each referred to with a numerical designation. The PAC Institute often interacts with Groups of Interest, which parallel actual Groups of Interest. These include but are not limited to: The Global Association of Occultists (GAO), The Uprising Visionaries, The Serpent's Arms, The Order of Holy Repair, GRU Division E (Esoteric), The FBI Exceptional Incidents Unit, Weldon, Hawthorne, and Black Ltd., Dr. Goodtimes, Are You Feeling It?, Pentarianism, and The Cult of Hunger. Investigation into currently known SCP-4410-1 instances indicate to a high degree of certainty that fewer than .2% of them are aware of the existence of the anomalous in general or the Foundation in particular. To an SCP-4410-1 instance, conceiving of an SCP-4410 related story is no different than creating any other story. The mechanism by which SCP-4410 story concepts are transferred into the minds of SCP-4410-1 instances is unknown. Memetic analysis has revealed no memetic agents that could bestow information in any SCP-4410 work or the concept of SCP-4410 in general. Testing of D-Class SCP-4410-1 instances under controlled conditions have indicated that no psionic transfer of information is occurring either. Indeed, it is possible that no information transfer is responsible for SCP-4410's effects, and instead the effects are caused by anomalously induced coincidence. The first known piece of SCP-4410 media was posted on the /x/ (Paranormal) board of the imageboard 4chan on June 7th, 2007. It took the form of the primary documentation of PAC-244, a statue that becomes highly mobile and hostile when direct line of sight is not maintained, which clearly parallels SCP-173. Several other users, inspired by the work, became SCP-4410-1 instances and created their own PAC documents, most of which paralleled existing SCP objects such as SCP-076, SCP-087, and SCP-682. PAC Institute threads became very popular on the board, leading to irritation from users who felt they were crowding out other discussion. As a result, SCP-4410-1 instances transferred their work to EditThis, a public wiki-farm. Foundation webcrawlers discovered this board on July 5th, 2007. By this time, numerous stories had been created, among which were parallels of SCP-008, SCP-096, SCP-239, SCP-343, SCP-529, SCP-882, and SCP-914, among others. Most notably, one work seemed to parallel SCP-7101, but was written four days before the Foundation learned of the anomaly's existence. Since its initial discovery by the Foundation, SCP-4410 documents have led to the discovery of over 70 anomalous objects that received SCP designations. Addendum - History of the SCP-4410 Community: Over its 10 year history, many significant events have influenced the amateur writing community that has formed around SCP-4410. The following are some of the most significant developments not described in the primary documentation: Date Development Early 2008 Although the community of SCP-4410-1 instances is still very loose and open, a baseline of scientific rigor and adherence to a format become increasingly important and expected in works during this period. 07/25/2008 Due to the poor quality and stability of EditThis, the community started to transfer its work to Wikidot, a different, more robust wikifarm. The new website went live on July 25th. Late 2008 Several prominent and prolific writers in the community, most notably Professor Cog and Cane Sugar Crow, become unhappy with large amounts of low quality work and so resolve to implement stricter rules and content guidelines for the community. 01/14/2009 The Internet Relay Chat channel #base27 is created. It remains a major focal point for socialization and discussion of SCP-4410 works in the community to this day. 2008 - 2009 The tone of SCP-4410 works shifts from horror to more character-driven, action-oriented stories. These stories often feature characters that authors based on themselves in some way, which become commonly known as "author avatars." 03/10/2009 Prominent user DrStaff writes the first "decommissioning," a tale18 in which a poorly conceived PAC is neutralized through ridiculous and convoluted means by an author avatar. Decommissioning tales become popular, with authors often trying to outdo the absurdity of each other's scenarios. This culminated in a decommissioning which portrayed well-known author avatar Dr. Constantine riding PAC-506 (Equivalent to SCP-682). This led to a widespread realizations that decommissionings had "gone too far," and they fell out of fashion. 03/14/2009 A page for the PAC Institute is created on TvTropes, a website which describes and documents tropes in fiction, leading to a large influx of new users. 05/01/2009 A5command, an administrative site for site staff to discuss site policy, is created. 05/20/2009 User DrStaff conceives of functional vote-based deletions guidelines to promote the overall quality of work on the site. June 2009 A backlash against the more lighthearted, action-oriented tone of the past year occurs. Site works begin to shift away from what is often disparagingly referred to as "lolInstitute" and towards harder and more nuanced speculative fiction. Some users left the site during this period, unhappy with the shift in style. 09/06/2009 - 12/06/2009 A site wide undertaking to improve quality standards, known as the Mass Edit, occurs. Every PAC file is manually reviewed to determine whether it should be deleted, rewritten, or maintained. About 50% of existing PACs were deleted or rewritten during this time. 10/08/2009 Site User much2 creates the PAC Institute logo, a hexagon inscribed within a circle with three inward facing arrows. 01/28/2010 Site User DrWright starts the first writing contest, with the theme "Post-aPAColypse." The winning work is "Document Recovered from Death Valley." Contests subsequently become regular community events and promote tale authorship. 06/20/2010 PAC-RU, a project to translate PAC fiction into Russian and create original PAC content in Russian, begins. Similar projects, such as PAC-JP, PAC-FR, and PAC-CN, begin later. 10/11/2011 The designations PAC-002 to PAC-999 are all filled. A contest is held for the PAC-1000 slot. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-1000. The set of PAC files with designations lower than 1000 is referred to as "Series I" while 1000-1999 are referred to as "Series II." This convention is applied into the present day. 02/04/2012 Researcher Jiminez, who had hobbyist experience in video game design, suggested that a video game based off of the PAC Institute would be an effective way to raise interest in the site and create more SCP-4410-1 instances. His proposal was approved on the condition that the game be made to seem unprofessional to support the cover story of it being made by a fan. Jiminez and his team produced a game based on PAC-749, a work which parallels SCP-087. PAC-749 was chosen due to its popularity and Jiminez's own experiences while assigned to SCP-087 in the past. Thousands of new users were attracted to the site after the game's release, exceeding Foundation expectations. 03/18/2012 Following the success of the PAC-749 game, Researcher Jiminez proposed that a second game be created, one with greater quality and scope. The proposal was approved, and PAC: Containment Breach, a horror game where the player controls a Class-C personnel in the midst of a catastrophic containment breach in Base-27, was produced and released. The game quickly became very popular, and was featured by numerous online influencers in the gaming space. This led to a dramatic rise in traffic, interest, and users for the site. It is universally regarded by the community to be the single most significant event in the history of the wiki. 11/22/2013 Series II nearly fills, and so the PAC-2000 contest begins to start off Series III. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-2000. 03/25/2015 The PAC Institute receives an article on Wikipedia. 03/05/2017 Series III nearly fills, and so the PAC-3000 contest begins to start off Series IV. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-3000. 04/02/2018 Project Institute, an initiative to move the wiki off of Wikidot and onto a wiki built from the ground up by community members, is announced. 07/01/2018 Series IV nearly fills, and so the PAC-4000 contest begins to start off Series V. Notably, one of the entries to the contest parallels the Foundation file on SCP-4410. The work describes Escapist events, but for unclear reasons this portion of the work was unable to be perceived by Foundation staff. The winner parallels [NARRATIVIC HAZARD REDACTED]. The narrativic hazard has resolved itself. The winner parallels [REDACTED PER PROTOCOL 4000-ESHU]. 01/24/2020 Series V nearly fills, and so the PAC-5000 contest begins to start off Series VI. The winner of the contest parallels SCP-5000. 04/29/2020 PAC-5514 is posted to the wiki. PAC-5514 contains a functioning cognitohazard, and is now understood to represent an early form of an Escapist event. Escapist events are quickly developed and used by the community. SCP-4410 is reclassified to Keter. Exchange between PAC wiki staff, as reported by Penknife.aic: ████: So, I had an idea. ██████: Shoot. ████: So this new way of making fiction is great. The amount of detail, and complexity we can put in our stories is fantastic. And talk about that suspension of disbelief! The basic goal of all narratives, and in our stories it feels like you're really there. ██████: Ok, you're preaching to the choir. What are you getting at? ████: Well, the suspension of disbelief is great, better than it's ever been, but it could be better. ████: What if, instead of making a story set in the 50s look 50s-style, we ACTUALLY PUT IT IN THE 50s? ████: What if our stories were seamlessly integrated into the world around us, instead of playing out on their stage and then ending? ██████: Huh, I actually think we could do that. ████: I know right? And I haven't even gotten to the best part. ████: What if we all just forgot we were the ones who wrote these? You can't think about how you're reading fiction if you don't know of any boundary between the fiction and reality. We could achieve perfect suspension of disbelief. ██████: That's an interesting idea. If we tried that, it'd probably be a good idea to change things up a bit, the name of the institute, the gois, etc. Make it less likely we remember. ████: Hmm, good point. Any ideas? O5-4: We're all discussing how to stop them, but is no one else considering what I am? Harris: What do you mean? O5-4: What if we're around because they're successful? What if the SCP Foundation began because they put us there? If we stop them, we could cause a serious temporal paradox. O5-6: We've endured worse temporal anomalies before. This can't be allowed to stand. Saxon: Uhh, council members, if I may? O5-4: Yes, Dr. Saxon? Saxon: I don't think the PAC wiki is responsible for our origin. In fact, I'm near certain they aren't. O5-9: How so? Saxon: Well, after a lot of analysis, we're pretty sure that our universe represents an author's primary conceptualiztion of the fictional universe we exist in, as opposed to an alternate universe used to explore some divergence from the narrative status quo, like one of those universes where the veil protocol ended. O5-3: What's your point? Saxon: I'm getting to it. Moreover, based on what we've gleaned from looking up the narrative layers, the history and origins of our Foundation are a combination of elements from several different accounts of our origins by several different authors. I think our author has put thought into imagining a canon that can support as many different works as possible. Do you think they'd want to make the ultimate origin of the SCP Foundation, their SCP Foundation, a self-referential meta-joke about the way fiction evolves over time? I doubt it. Plus, if they're writing this, which they almost certainly are, they'd want other authors to be able to incorporate it into their own canons as well, so it just wouldn't do for… this… to be the origin of the Foundation. There has to be another way. A few of us in Pataphysics have been throwing around an idea. We thought it was a little risky, but… the time to take risks has probably come, I think. Addendum: Project Piper Project Piper was a proposed solution to Escapist events by a Pataphysics department research team. Project Piper would involve the creation of an Artificial Intelligence Construct designed for creative writing. This .aic would become an SCP-4410-A instance (though maintaining allegiance to Foundation objectives), and be instructed to create a narrative and Escapist event that would neutralize the threat to baseline normalcy posed by Escapist events. Project Piper was approved by the O5 Council in an 8-5 vote. Bard.aic was created the following week. On January 28, 2022, Bard.aic wrote PAC-5930, the Worldbuilder's Artifice, a tool that allowed users to create universes with low Hume levels, granting non-anomalous humans reality bending capabilities while within, and was intended to be used for artistic purposes. Its narrative was designed to be ongoing, so its Escapist event could last indefinitely. The work was met with immediate acclaim, praised for its well-constructed narrative, beautiful language and themes. Bard.aic then suggested to the community that they could make their narratives more immersive and expansive by constructing them in PAC-5930. Since this, no Escapist events have occurred in baseline reality. Project Piper has been declared successful. SCP-4410 is reclassified as Euclid. So, do you need anything else? No, that should do it. Thanks a bundle. Are you able to tell me what you're working on in any more detail? Sure. The O5s told us that we should brief the Lampshade-cleared site directors on the innovation hypothesis. You want to see the intro I've written so far? Certainly. Okay, here you go. Hello. I am Dr. Zachary Saxon, of the Department of Pataphysics. We all know about SCP-4410, and all the issues it caused. I must give a tip of the hat to Bard.aic, for his excellent work in containing the Escapist events. But I'm here to discuss the implications of Escapist events for the Foundation's future. I know that time is valuable in any line of work, especially our own, so I'll cut straight to the chase. After a lot of research, we believe that SCP-4410 is made up of three distinct anomalous effects: the anomalous inspiration of the PAC Institute writers, the causal protection of the narrative entity, and the Escapist events. Now, my colleague Dr. Latisha Benson has made a very compelling case that the PAC Wiki is a microcosm of the development of narrative fiction generally. But what took Humanity on the whole thousands of years to develop took the PAC wiki only ten, likely due to their focused, close writing community, shared basic narrative concept and format, and high standards. I have copies of Dr. Benson's paper with me, if any of you are interested in reading it. In her estimation, Series IV or V is roughly equivalent to where human fiction is now. This concept leads to an alarming possibility: What if Escapist events aren't an aberration, just ahead of the curve? What if, after postmodernism and metafiction's examination of tropes and the relationship between fiction and the reader, the next step in the development of fiction is the actualization of fiction? You may think the idea is ridiculous, but I implore you to take it seriously, as we in pataphysics do. Pataphysics, as a field, is very new, and very difficult to study, and there is still so much we don't know. The PAC Institute writers aren't reality benders, they're just normal people writing stories for fun, and look at the headache they caused us. Maybe the events are unique to our universe and universe group, some emergent property from the interaction between pataphysics and the anomalous. But it's also possible that this is simply how pataphysics functions across every narrative layer. If that's the case… Well, I guess our authors may have something interesting to look forward to. I'll now accept questions. Footnotes 1. Webcrawlers weren't the sharpest tools in the shed back then. Some times they'd respond to indicators of anomalous activity in less than an hour, other times it could take several months, or more. -Enkidu 2. Now known as SCP-7101. -Enkidu 3. A Scenario in which the general public becomes aware of the existence of anomalies and the Foundation. 4. Targeted Anti-Perceptive Memetic Agents, memetic agents which can be linked to an object, type of object, or certain concepts. Carriers of the meme become unable to perceive the linked object. 5. As an example, all members of the SCP-4410 research team have been administered TAPMA to prevent them from perceiving information regarding PAC-3381, as understanding that work can give a basic understanding of SCP-████ and [DATA REDACTED] as used by the Foundation. 6. Not ultimately removed by the SCP-4410-1 communitiy's voting based quality control systems. 7. An SCP-4410 related story that isn't in the form of PAC Institute documentation, generally using prose and more conventional narrative structure. 8. Zack, I should let you know that reading this entry causes the Pickman-Sinclair detectors I'm hooked up to to go nuts. There is a serious instability in the narrative here. -Enkidu 9. I think we both have an idea of what's up. Is this anomaly supposed to be designated 4410? Because it almost feels like it isn't. Tell me if you notice anything else. -Saxon 10. Will do. -Enkidu 11. Why's she describing all this? We already know, anyone in pataphysics would. Who outside of the department did she think is reading this? -Saxon 12. I'd guess the authors. -Enkidu 13. Talk about dramatic irony, am I right? -Enkidu 14. Yep. What they cooked up next was worth getting excited over, that's for sure. -Saxon 15. Not ultimately removed by the SCP-4410-1 communitiy's voting based quality control systems. 16. A term often used by SCP-4410-A and B instances to refer to Escapist events. 17. The readout displayed by the device, believed to represent the thoughts of said entity, noticeably included the phrases "Not your story" and "Plot Armor." 18. An SCP-4410 related story that isn't in the form of PAC Institute documentation, generally using prose and more conventional narrative structure. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4410" by Zzuxon, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4410. 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-4411	euclid	Item #: SCP-4411 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4411 is currently self-containing outside of extraterrestrial observations, with the moon blocking both visual contact with SCP-4411 and all outgoing transmissions from the object1. Civilian space exploration is to be covertly influenced in such a way that observations of the moon never align with occurrences of manifestations, and the relevant debris is to be dismissed as either natural craters or visual distortion. Description: SCP-4411 are objects that visually resemble the Apollo Command/Service Module, either identically or with ample modifications. SCP-4411 spontaneously manifests in the orbit of Earth's moon once every 27 days. The initial event was observed on 16/08/1969, exactly one full lunar cycle after the original Command Module completed its mission, and has since repeated without interruption. SCP-4411 manifests behind the observable surface of the moon and continues on a trajectory identical to that traversed by the original Apollo 11 Command Module during the later stages of its mission. As a consequence, SCP-4411 is concealed from Earth's view at all times. In 64% of occurrences, SCP-4411 has been retrofitted with technology not belonging to the original Apollo Command/Service Module. The majority of this technology has been unidentifiable but akin to the make of machinery developed by NASA between 1969 and 2045. At some point during its passage, SCP-4411 will experience any one of a number of technical failures and rapidly deorbit. Causes of this are often unclear, but have included the spontaneous combustion of fuel tanks, rapid decompression brought on by a minor asteroid strike, and instantaneous vacuum decay. No instance of SCP-4411 has completed a full orbit, or progressed in such a way as to be visible from Earth. Debris from prior SCP-4411 events will demanifest prior to the next scheduled occurrence. Remote Foundation attempts to recover SCP-4411 have failed. SCP-4411 demonstrates no awareness of Foundation attempts to communicate and/or retrieve it, and cannot receive incoming transmissions. Addendum.1: On 10/07/1997, a manifestation event occurred, in which deorbiting and lunar impact did not occur until much later in the flight than ordinarily observed. Alongside this, Foundation lunar sites stationed on the moon's far side intercepted the following audio transmissions: [02:30:24] This is Command Module Pilot Michael Collins from Apollo 11 Iteration-1095, reporting in for module Columbia. Neil and Buzz have descended, over. [03:01:50] Houston, this is Columbia, checking in. Seeing some delay on radio transmissions. Hope you guys are getting this. [03:40:06] Houston, Columbia. Nothing to report. Everything good down there? [03:45:27] Hoping to hear back soon. [03:48:11] Getting kinda hungry. I think I'm gonna open a packet of beef and vegetable stew. Or the spaghetti, yeah. [04:51:15] Columbia. I've been doing intermittent work but system hasn't connected transmissions. Everything's all lit up, just tampered with, with it a little. Hoping, ah, hoping to get something back from you, some sorta clarity. [05:50:17] Should've brought a book if I knew this was gonna happen again. [07:49:30] Columbia. Looking forward to sleeping, but, uh, couple lights are still blinking. Got 'em to stop after I checked LM, still think it might be a little off. I'll keep at it. [08:11:16] Houston, we're experiencing some abnormal activity. Oxygen levels are being rapidly depleted, possible some kind of external leak. Stand by. [08:14:25] Houston? [08:15:13] Houston, do you copy? I repeat, command, do you copy? [08:15:55] Okay, uh, okay. Houston, if you're reading this at all, I'm about to attempt contact with the lander. [08:24:01] [Static interference.] [08:32:25] Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Oxygen levels twenty, maybe fifteen percent expected. Gauge keeps going down. Command, if you're there, I need advice. [08:36:36] Houston, I need help, do you copy? [08:40:42] [SCP-4411 begins to accelerate. The nose cone dips downward as if to begin landing sequence, but then stabilizes. SCP-4411 emits a metal groan, signifying severe stress on the system.] [08:41:44] Hang in there, I'm coming down to get you. [08:42:00] Buzz? Neil? [08:44:15] Columbia's experiencing technical difficulties, over. System won't respond. And, occasionally, you know, a little piece of something hits the — what do you call that — the covering? The whole LM quivers every so often — not quivers, shakes. It shakes bad. [08:55:16] Hello? [08:57:40] [SCP-4411 veers toward from the lunar surface again, and is unable to right itself.] [08:59:02] Please, I don't want to do this again. [08:59:47] This — This is it. Buzz, Neil, if you're hearing this, you're stuck down there. I'm sorry. [09:01:10] I'm sorry. [09:03:27] This is, ah, Michael Collins. Stating for the record that I did everything I could. [09:34:20] Command module pilot Michael Collins, alone up here. [09:52:31] Reporting system failure, Columbia will not respond to controls. All systems down. Rotational hand controller won't respond. [11:54:38] Engines are failing. We're going down. I — I guess. [11:54:58] We'll try again next time. The race… goes on. [11:55:02] [A choked sigh.] [11:56:07] Please. No more. [11:59:59] Command module pilot Michael Collins, signing out. This div is included to facilitate Malice's ListPages module on his author page. It is strictly out-of-universe. maliceaf-author-ght Footnotes 1. With the exception of Foundation-operated satellites. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4411" by Dog Teeth and MaliceAforethought, from the SCP Wiki. 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SCP-4412	safe	SCP-4412 Item #: SCP-4412 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4412 is stored in a standard anomalous item containment locker at Site-76. Personnel utilized during testing of SCP-4412 are required to attend weekly visits with the site psychologist for a minimum of one month after testing. Description: SCP-4412 is a large carpet bag consistent with styles popular in the early 20th century. Despite this, the bag is in remarkably good condition with little notable wear. When any person opens SCP-4412, a single object will manifest inside.1 When the bag is closed, the object will demanifest unless removed. No consistent pattern has been identified between these objects; however, subjects frequently believe the object retrieved suggests an alternate, more ideal outcome, to a scenario specific to their personal history. Addendum 4412-1: Test Log: Subject Object Manifested Perceived Significance Notes Dr. Stanley Diamond A 2-inch binder containing an incomplete list of incidents during 2015. Dr. Diamond believed that the object was from an alternate series of events in which he had prevented a containment breach of SCP-████ that had left him with multiple facial wounds. Dr. Diamond later spent several days examining records of the SCP-████ breach. Analysis at the time of the incident suggested that the probability Dr. Diamond could have prevented the breach was negligible. Agent Cedric Fourier A gold-banded diamond ring. Agent Fourier's fiancé had broken off their engagement shortly before his employment by the Foundation. While he had never seen the ring before, he remarked that it was "one he would have liked". So far, these connections have been very circumstantial. We need more research to determine if manifestations are actually from some sort of alternate history, or if there's a cognitohazard at play here. - Dr. Hart Researcher Kevin Gates A Samsung-brand smartphone. Researcher Gates quickly placed the object back inside SCP-4412 and closed it, causing it to demanifest. He declined to elaborate on its significance, but was notably distressed. See Addendum 4412-2. Addendum 4412-2: Foreword: For several days after his experience with SCP-4412, Researcher Gates was notably distressed. This interview was conducted as a follow-up. Date: 2019/5/5 Interviewer: Dr. Kenneth Hart Interviewee: Researcher Kevin Gates <BEGIN LOG> Dr. Hart: Good afternoon, Researcher Gates, I will be asking you some questions regarding your exposure to SCP-4412. Researcher Gates: C'mon, Kenny. Don't be so formal, we're still friends. Dr. Hart: Just humor me. I know you hate interviews, but we have to do this. Can you tell me what happened during the test with 4412? Researcher Gates: It just…brought back some bad memories, that's all. Dr. Hart: What kind of memories? Researcher Gates: I already did the follow-up, why are we doing this again? Dr. Hart: This isn't just about 4412, Kevin. Ever since the test— you've been acting different. You're distant. Some people have even been wondering if you're still fit for duty. Researcher Gates: I'm being let go? Dr. Hart: Hold on Kevin, I didn't say that. Researcher Gates: Agent Parker set you up to this, didn't he? He was nagging me about this the other day. Dr. Hart: Calm down, this has nothing to do with Parker. I need to know what happened with 4412 so we can help you get back on track. Researcher Gates sighs deeply and looks back down at the table. Researcher Gates: Okay. Let's get this over with. Dr. Hart: Let's start from the top. When were these memories from? Researcher Gates shrugs. Dr. Hart: Kevin, please answer the question. It’s okay. Researcher Gates: About… sixteen years, I think. Dr. Hart: That's about how long you've been here, right? Is this about your entrance into the Foundation? Researcher Gates: Not… exactly. Kind of. Dr. Hart: What do you mean? Researcher Gates closes his eyes. Researcher Gates: It… it was about my sister. Dr. Hart: Sister? You… never told me you had a sister. Researcher Gates: I don't talk about her very much anymore. Researcher Gates squints his eyes shut. He begins to slowly rock back and forth in his seat. Dr. Hart: Kevin, you can tell me what happened. I’m not going to judge you. Researcher Gates softly sighs as he opens his eyes. Researcher Gates: Yeah. I can see why Parker put you up to this. He chuckles. Researcher Gates: So, Laura. Sweet girl. She was planning to go to college and study to be an anesthesiologist. We were very close. She was the only person in my family that cared enough to look past my flaws. But then I… uh… I made some poor choices. Dr. Hart: What did you do? 12 seconds pass. Dr. Hart: Go on. It’s alright. Researcher Gates: Me and my boyfriend at the time, we… we uh… we broke up. I won't go into the details, but the important part is that I didn't take it very well. Researcher Gates sighs. Researcher Gates: I hit the closest bar. My sister needed a ride home from her friends’ and, like an idiot, I told her I'd do it. Left out that I was drunk. You can probably put together what happened. A moment passes. Dr. Hart: She's dead? Researcher Gates nods softly. Dr. Hart: I… I'm sorry. That's rough. Researcher Gates: The Foundation already had their eye on me, and apparently DUI and manslaughter charges weren't enough to make them retract their offer. That made it a choice between prison or Foundation employment. I think you know the rest. Researcher Gates takes a deep breath and looks up at Dr. Hart. Researcher Gates: I'm not — I think we've learned enough for today, haven't we? Dr. Hart: You still haven't told me how 4412 factors into this. Researcher Gates: Kenny, please. I know you’re trying to help me, but I’d be better off left alone. Dr. Hart: I won't ask you about this ever again, I promise. Just tell me. Researcher Gates: On the lock screen, there was a missed call from her old number. Researcher Gates begins to cry softly. Researcher Gates: It was from that morning. Dr. Hart: I'm sorry, Kevin. I know this is hard for you. Researcher Gates: Not a day has gone by that I haven't wondered if it could have gone differently. If only I hadn’t been such a coward. If I hadn’t been, Alex wouldn’t have cut me loose. If only I hadn't walked into that bar. If only I had told her no. If only I hadn't been going so fast. Now I know. I… I can't bear it. That bag is taunting me. It's taunting me… Dr. Hart: Don't be too hard on yourself. We don't dwell on what could have been different. Researcher Gates: You don’t get it, Ken. Some version of myself apparently knows how to handle his emotions properly. Not this one! This one had to get wasted and drive with his sister in the back seat. This one… Dr. Hart: I'm sorry, Kevin. I don't know what else to say. Researcher Gates: I just wish I could go back… do it over again… if only just to let her know I loved her one more time. <END LOG> Footnotes 1. This does not occur if the bag is opened by an animal, by multiple individuals, or remotely through the use of a machine. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4412" by Mew-ltiverse, Attila the Pun, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4412. 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: Carpetbag Name: Carpetbag MET 63.32.46 CP4.jpg Author: Brooklyn Museum Costume Collection at The Metropolitan Museum of Art License: Creative Commons CC0 1.0 Universal Public Domain Dedication Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Carpetbag_MET_63.32.46_CP4.jpg
SCP-4413	neutralized	Item#: 4413 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: none Risk Class: none link to memo The EM radiation spectrum of the XTE J1118+480 black hole during the 13/04/2029 incident. The level of green visible light released increased sharply at 11:11. Special Containment Procedures: Following continued observation after the 13/04/2029 incident, it is believed that SCP-4413 has ceased. Anomaly has been reclassified from Keter to Neutralized. Protocol Darklit Stairwell is to be maintained until the recreation of the webcomic is determined to be non-anomalous; no direct mentions of the webcomic's name, its characters, and related content are to be made. Failure to do so will be treated as a breach in infohazardous containment protocols. PoI-MP54 has requested to remain in Foundation custody out of safety concerns. Monitoring of the XTE J1118+480 star system is to continue indefinitely. Description: SCP-4413 was a metafictional war fought from 13/04/2010 to 13/04/2029. Due to the difficulty in tracking fictional events and the detonation of an infohazardous warhead on 10/01/2025, full knowledge on SCP-4413 does not exist. Current information indicates that the war began when an individual (PoI-4413) performed a metafictional descension ritual, inserting themselves into an (at the time) ongoing webcomic. The incident was quickly handled by Foundation assets but anomalous fan communities responded with heavy backlash. Members took varying actions in response, including direct actions against the Foundation, attempts to repeat the descension ritual, and actions against other community members. SCP-4413 and all associated narratives are presumed to have been permanently concluded as of 13/04/2029. Addendum.4413.1: Timeline of Known SCP-4413 Events Date Overview 13/04/2010 The metafictional descension ritual is performed. Mobile Task Force Eta-73 ("Trekkie's Tale") collaborates with the webcomic's author (PoI-MP54) to extract PoI-4413 and undo narrative damages. Foundation contact is maintained in the event future incidents occur. 22/04/2010 Three webcomic readers perform the same ritual, taking covert actions to act like background characters. Several fandom members view this as an affront to the webcomic and perform rituals of their own, sending individuals in who heavily injure the readers and return them to baseline reality. Foundation coverups are performed but tensions in the anomalous fandom of the comic persist. 03/05/2010 An unknown individual implants a character into a long-running fanfiction of the webcomic, run by a reader involved in the 22/04/2010 incident. Full details are not known, but the ensuing battle over maintaining narrative control results in numerous metafictional rituals being performed. The story was taken down, though this only diverts the conflict. Over the next year, it rapidly proliferates through numerous fanfics and fandom communities. 28/07/2012 Several readers descend into the comic plotline with the aims of convincing the main cast to assist in the emerging conflict. However, as the characters enter during a new comic update containing an apocalyptic scenario, they are quickly killed. Ghost versions of them created as per the comic's afterlife system are permanently killed as well. 30/08/2014 Various hardcover publications of the comic have their content altered to integrate rituals which extract characters into baseline reality. Fandom combatants attempt to recruit but in most cases are met with panic or self-defense measures.1 Metafictional specialists infiltrate the publications and reverse the rituals. 29/07/2015 Adobe Flash games in the webcomic are edited to anomalously target Foundation readers. Readers playing the games have a human arm, visually consistent with the comic's art style, extend from their computer monitor, give a thumbs down gesture, then repeatedly punch them in the face. The arm then retracts. Out of concerns that SCP-4413 could begin affecting baseline reality, containment procedures are revised. Plans to port the webcomic to a Foundation-secured server, maintained by the Department of Occult Containment and warded against metaphysical manipulation, are devised and initiated. The entirely fictional Mobile Task Force Beta-12 ("Kickstarter Incentives") is written with the purposes of being indistinguishable from normal comic characters. Undercover removals of metafictionally descending persons can be completed without severely interrupting the plot. To aid containment efforts, PoI-MP54 announces an indefinite hiatus in writing on 12/08/2015 under the guise of working to complete the comic's storyline. Date Overview 13/04/2016 An official ending for the webcomic is released. Though skirmishes continue through various fanfiction websites, the amount of interest in the webcomic declines, leading to former combatants ceasing activity. SCP-4413 is reclassified as Neutralized. 13/04/2019 An official set of epilogues is released. SCP-4413 is reclassified from Neutralized. 01/03/2020 In part from the recent failure of the Veil Protocol and renewed interest generated by the epilogues, users of the fanwork website Archive of Our Own (AO3) organize "Beatdown Acrobatics," a loose militia of writers and disused fanfiction characters aiming to create a continuation of the webcomic "open to all of humanity." Anomalous fan communities respond with immediate retaliation. 12/07/2021 Four characters within the webcomic, based on their violent character traits and involvement in organized crime, are recruited into MTF β-12 to aid in neutralizing individuals that metafictionally descend into the plotline. The number of descent incidents drastically decreases following this decision. 26/11/2022 Two ontokinetic fanfiction authors trap a Beatdown Acrobatics writer within a Möbius-Type Double Temporal Loop, where they try to exit their apartment building and are consistently killed by versions of themselves from timelines where the loop also exists. Interference by local police causes the loop to violently collapse in a green explosion, accompanied by the sound of a record scratch. 12/06/2023 Fanartists, PoI-MP54, and various anomalous entities fund the Seventh Gate website, intended as a place of refuge from the metafictional war. In a matter of months over two hundred refugees enter Seventh Gate-exclusive narratives and the website receives $1,000,000 USD in donations, many of which stem from pacifistic webcomic fan groups. Global Occult Coalition Peacekeeping forces aid in these efforts. 15/12/2024 A total of 50 deaths from the AO3 War are confirmed.2 Amidst public outcry, the website is shut down. Beatdown Acrobatics persists across numerous writing communities. 05/01/2025 Protests are held by fandom members, demanding that all current metafictional conflicts come to an end. Calls for peace treaties are made. 10/01/2025 A sect of independent characters3 build and detonate a pan-fictional infohazardous warhead. Text throughout the webcomic and narratives associated with it are converted into memetic vectors, dissuading readers by inducing feelings of disinterest and by rendering text illegible through the randomized swapping of numerals and letters. Operation CANONSWAP is engaged to prevent global spread of the vectors and preserve the core work of fiction. It is to be noted that, in targeting narratives connected to the webcomic, Foundation records on SCP-4413 were impacted to similar degrees by the warhead. This impact included vectors entering research papers and anomaly documentation, spreading disinterest to containment staff. Countermeasures involving the removal of direct references to the webcomic, subverting the conditions necessary to trigger the infohazard, are put in place. The amount of information on SCP-4413 lost from this incident is unknown. After several months of work Operation CANONSWAP succeeds in quarantining the majority of vectors; however, researchers fail to find a method of fully reversing all effects on the main webcomic. MTF β-12 is considered missing in action. At this point, PoI-MP54 is brought into Foundation custody to ensure his continued safety. Date Overview 20/01/2025 A prominent member of Beatdown Acrobatics deletes all their online accounts, stating that they "took it too far." Associated members do the same, and the community progressively dissipates. 12/10/2027 The independent characters responsible for the infohazardous warhead, having fled into a fanfiction of the web serial Worm, create a narrative where they willingly enter Foundation containment. Tensions start declining. 02/04/2029 An offshoot group from Are We Cool Yet?, known as "[S] Revive", announces the near completion of an effort to recreate the webcomic without the attached infohazardous effects. Tensions gradually heighten. 10/04/2029 In the wake of several new metafictional skirmishes, the Foundation requests that [S] Revive cease their archival efforts. [S] Revive releases pamphlets containing leaked Foundation documentation with the warhead memetic vector embedded into it. 11/04/2029 Plans to release the recreation on 13/04/2029 are formally announced. 12/04/2029 Skirmishes temporarily halt. 13/04/2029 See Addendum.4413.2 for further information. Addendum.4413.2: 13/04/2029 On 13/04/2029 [S] Revive releases their full recreation of the webcomic over the course of 24 hours. Metafictional descension rituals are performed en masse by combatants, Foundation task force agents, and Global Occult Coalition operatives, resulting in a large metafictional battle spanning each webcomic chapter as it is released. [S] Revive archivists enter to preserve the narrative, in cases diverting characters into unrelated webcomics and extracting them into baseline reality. This in combination with ontokinetic properties certain characters possess causes damage to a number of civilian centers, straining Foundation crews from the containment efforts. Chaos Insurgency Writer's Guild agents are hired to assist [S] Revive and enter the conflict. At time 10:25, [S] Revive servers, experiencing a severe overload from the number of connections, crash. The servers reboot at 11:11, releasing several pages not found in the original webcomic. These involve the combatants suddenly finding themselves incapable of exiting the narrative, with the cast of the original webcomic engaging them in combat. The pages end with all combatants being ejected into a massive star, which collapses into a black hole. Shortly after orbital telescopes detect a mass X-ray burst from the XTE J1118+480 system black hole. The following message is found on a subsequently released page: How's this for an epilogue? PoI-MP54 has not claimed a lack of involvement in the events. Footnotes 1. Two were killed from bludgeoning with billiard balls and ten (including bystanders) were killed by an arachnid megafauna organism. 2. Excluding metafictional entities. 3. Metafictional entities which can act without the influence of an author, created through anomalous means.
SCP-4414	keter	SCP-4414 with cognitohazardous features removed minimized through several antimemtic filters. Text could not be eliminated. Item #: SCP-4414 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawler GAONOXIE.exe is to monitor all image hosting websites and replace all instances of SCP-4414 with the dummy image “fingerfun.png”. Any individuals performing SCP-4414-A are to be apprehended immediately and administered Class B amnestics. Foundation webcrawler VALIHA.exe is to monitor all websites capable of hosting images and videos. Instances of SCP-4414 in any medium and instances of SCP-4414-A in photo or video are to be deleted immediately. Any individuals seen performing SCP-4414-A in these media are to be immediately located and taken into containment via Mobile Task Force Omicron-14 ("Those Able"). All those who witness an instance of SCP-4414-A are to be held for a minimum of thirty days in standard humanoid containment chambers and monitored for symptoms. While contained, these individuals are to be kept in the following orientation at all times, even during sleep: Arms outstretched from the body at a 90 degree angle (T-position). This position should be reinforced via body cast or standard Foundation-issue T-restraints. Fingers separated from each other by acrylic supports between the intermediate phalanges. As of this document's most recent revision, there are zero known instances of SCP-4414 on the internet and no claims of individuals engaging in SCP-4414-A. VALIHA.exe is to run indefinitely to minimize exposure to SCP-4414. Description: SCP-4414 is a PNG image that was posted to 4Chan's /b/ board on June 5, 2018 at 4:50 UTC and quickly disseminated via other popular image sharing sites. The image's creator is currently unknown, despite ongoing Fountation efforts, but is believed to reside in North America. If an individual views SCP-4414 or text directly referencing the object, there is an 80% chance they will attempt to engage in SCP-4414-A, the act depicted in SCP-4414. This chance increases with repeated exposure so long as each exposure lasts at least ten seconds. As a result, all descriptions of SCP-4414 and similar images have been wiped from Foundation databases. While SCP-4414-A itself carries a similar cognitohazardous effect, textual descriptions of it do not in textual descriptions, this effect is significantly diminished. SCP-4414-A is the act of picking and peeling at skin tags on one's fingers. While most cases of SCP-4414-A result in only superficial damage to the fingers, 25% of SCP-4414-induced cases result in an exposed individual peeling away skin until they remove a significant number of basal skin cells and self-terminate via uncontrollable blood loss. In SCP-4414-A-induced cases, the incidence of this increases to 95% of exposed individuals. More clearly, those viewing an individual engaging in SCP-4414-A have a 95% chance of doing it themselves. If an individual does not have any skin tags at the time of exposure, they will seek to create one by biting, clawing, or cutting at their fingertips. During the process, individuals will take extreme care to keep the strand of removed skin intact. Skin continues to grow and regenerate at a normal rate throughout SCP-4414-A; as a result, it can take weeks for an afflicted individual to self-terminate. Despite the trauma induced via SCP-4414-A, afflicted individuals will often describe the act as "sensual", "euphoric", or "oddly satisfying". They will often moan or laugh while performing SCP-4414-A, attracting the attention of others in their vicinity. While afflicted, individuals retain some semblance of personality, but their urge to partake in SCP-4414-A seems to "override" it (see Addendum 4414.1). If an exposed individual is prevented from engaging in SCP-4414-A to their knowledge, they will become increasingly emotionally unstable, with foci of distress varying dramatically between cases. They often attempt self-termination or terminate through anomalous — while naturally plausible — means (see Addendum 4414.1, Interview 2). Viewing an instance of SCP-4414-A in-person or through photo/video exposes an individual to its cognitohazardous effects. Considering the possibility of an uncontrollable chain reaction, MTF Omicron-14 is to consider locating and containing public instances top priority. The only individuals that are immune to SCP-4414 or SCP-4414-A's cognitohazardous effects are those who lack biological hands at the time of exposure. As a result, only MTF Omicron-141 may be authorized to apprehend and terminate afflicted individuals. Addendum 4414.1: Interview Logs: On August 5, 2018, MTF Omicron-14 agents successfully apprehended and restrained thirty exposed civilians in a Los Angeles dance club. Twenty-five of them self-terminated before the current restraint techniques were successfully implemented. The remaining were interviewed by SCP-4414 Lead Researcher Adam Hecht at Site 59 in the following days. Hecht lost both arms during a containment breach at Site 94, both of which were replaced with state-of-the-art prosthetics to allow him to continue his Foundation career at Site 59. Interview 1: Subject 4414_02 - Interview 1: Subject 4414_02 Foreword: Subject 4414_02 was a 24-year old male named Timothy. At time of apprehension, he had removed 49cm of skin, the removed strand wrapping around his left arm and ending at his elbow. <Begin Log, 18:01, 14 August 2018> Hecht: Hello Timothy. Can I call you "Timothy"? 4414_02: [Confused] Yeah. Better than being a number. Hecht: Great. Do you know why you're here? 4414_02: [Sighs] Well, I know this isn't fucking legal. I wasn't even read my rights, you know that? Hecht: [Jots down notes] Let me ask you something else: what made you do that to your left arm? 4414_02: [Right hand starts twitching] Uh… I don't know. I saw Kelly doing it and figured — you know — "why not?"… Hey, uh… is Kelly here now? Hecht: I'm sorry but I can't disclose that. 4414_02: Of course you can't. Hecht: Can you elaborate on why you did that to your left arm? 4414-02: Well, I mean… I don't know, it's just something I wanted to do. Like… I don't know… like sex. [Drops head, winces] I mean not like — it wasn't like sexual or anything. Just something I wanted to do. It felt… [Sighs] fuck, it just made sense, okay? Hecht: [Visibly uncomfortable] I understand, Timothy. Now — 4414_02: When are you going to let me out? Hecht: I'm sorry, Timothy, but we can't do that. There's no way to ensure you won't lapse into your previous self-destructive behavior. 4414_02: Look, I can't stay like this forever, you know? I'm not going to… [Trails off] Hecht: Timothy? [4414_02's jaw starts violently opening and closing on his lips and the inside of his cheeks. Blood drains from the wounds as 4414_02 continues to chew at his own mouth. MTF Sigma-11 agents enter and attempt to restrain 4414_02 while Hecht exits the room.] <End Log, 18:05, 14 August 2018> Afterword: 4414_02 dies of blood loss two minutes after the interview concludes. Hecht requests that sedatives be present in the room for all future interviews. Request is denied on August 15, 2018, but MTF guards are authorized to carry sedatives while positioned outside the interview room. Interview 2: Subject 4414_04 - Interview 2: Subject 4414_04 Foreword: Subject 4414_04 was a 22-year old female named Isabella. At time of apprehension, she had removed 152cm of skin, the removed strand wrapping her left arm and torso, ending below her navel. <Begin Log, 18:03, 19 August 2018> Hecht: Did removing your skin hurt you? 4414_04: Well, yeah — is it not supposed to? Hecht: No, I'm just wondering. [Jots down notes] What made you keep going despite the pain? 4414_04: It just seemed worth it. Like — I mean, I can't even describe it, really. [Frowns while examining Hecht's arms] I'm sorry you can't feel it too. Hecht: Oh… don't worry about that. I really don't mind. 4414_04: I can't imagine what that would be like. God, I just… [Voice catches] I'm so sorry. Hecht: Let's change the subject, Isabella. Can you tell me exactly why you wanted to do this to yourself? 4414_04: [Through tears] Fuck… I'm so sorry. My friend Jenny started… started doing it and I just wanted to see… [4414-04 looks at her navel and starts heaving. Her body suddenly stiffens and her heaves become more rapid.] Hecht: [Loudly] I need some help in here! [MTF Sigma-11-9 and Sigma-11-4 remove 4414_04 from her restraints. 4414_04 continues to shake violently and loses consciousness as she is carried to the medical ward.] <End Log, 18:07, 19 August 2018> Afterword: Medical staff determine that 4414_04 suffered a massive seizure during the interview. After remaining unconscious for the following five days, 4414_04 is terminated. Interview 3: Subject 4414_21 - Interview 3: Subject 4414_21 Foreword: Subject 4414_21 was a 21-year old female named Caitlyn. At time of apprehension, she had removed 2cm of skin, the removed strand ending at the intermediate phalange of her left ring finger. <Begin Log, 18:02, 21 August 2018> Hecht: What made you start peeling your skin off? 4414_21: I think it started with my friend Jenny. When we got to the bar — and, you know, started drinking a bit — Jenny rolled up her sleeve and showed us this huge skin tag she'd removed. Hecht: How did everyone react to that? 4414_21: I was disgusted, obviously, but everyone else just seemed fascinated. Jen kept telling us how good it felt. Saying we should try it too. She got really persistent and started saying that "it's the best thing you'll ever feel". Hecht: And you tried it? 4414_21: [Looks at left hand] Well, for like a second. Then I realized how stupid it was; it's pretty much all healed, thankfully. Hecht: [Jots down notes] And you don't feel any desire to keep doing it? 4414_21: No. Absolutely not. Hecht: Circling back to an earlier question, why did you start peeling to begin with? 4414_21: [Chuckles] I don't know. I guess I was curious? Hecht: Well Caitlyn, thank you for your time. I think we're done for now. <End Log, 18:08, 21 August 2018> Afterword: 4414_21 is deemed safe to exit containment after thirty days and is released shortly thereafter. She and her immediate family are administered Class-B amnestics and placed under temporary remote surveillance. Interview 4: Subject 4414_17 - Interview 4: Subject 4414_17 Foreword: Subject 4414_17 was a 21-year old male named Clark. At time of apprehension, he had removed 329cm of skin, the removed strand wrapping around his left arm, torso, and left leg, ending at the lower thigh. <Begin Log, 18:00, 26 August 2018> Hecht: [Looking at notes] Clark, you've expressed multiple times to staff here that you don't feel you've taken enough skin off. 4414_17: I think what I've done so far is just kind of… insufficient. Hecht: [Jots down notes] Can we delve a little deeper into that? 4414_17: [Looks at injuries] Maybe it's insecurity. I just feel like I could've done more, you know? It makes me… Hecht: Regretful? 4414_17: [Pauses] No, not really. It's more… I'd almost say "afraid". Like, what if I never got it all off? I know you guys cut off… most of the tag, I guess, but it's not gone! That's the way they always work. No matter how close you cut, you never get it right… there's always that sliver you leave behind. Then it catches on your clothes — or a towel or bag or something — and then it's back! Just growing and growing [Visibly upset] but never fucking ending. <End Log, 18:02, 26 August 2018> Afterword: Shortly after 4414_17's final statement, 4414_17 begins twitching uncontrollably, prompting Hecht to immediately end the interview and order guards to sedate 4414_17. No further interviews have been scheduled. Interview 5: Subject 4414_09 - Interview 5: Subject 4414_09 Foreword: Subject 4414_09 was a 23-year old male named Joshua. At time of apprehension, he had removed 2,490cm of skin, the removed strand wrapping around his entire body twice and ending at his sternum. <Begin Log, 18:03, 2 September 2018> Hecht: What did you hope to accomplish by peeling your skin off? [4414_09 is unresponsive] Hecht: Joshua? Please — I need you to work with us. 4414_09: I'm never leaving this place… I already know that. And as long as I'm here, I can't really finish the job either. [Looks at chest] Why would I want to talk? Hecht: Think of it this way: the more of my questions you answer, the fewer people will find themselves… here. [Clicks pen] Now, can you please answer the previous ques — 4414_09: [Interrupting] You never saw the picture, right? I already know no one besides Jenny and I saw it at the club, but I wasn't sure about you guys. Hecht: No, I've seen it — in fact, I'm one of the only people here that has. [Rolls up sleeves] 4414_09: I know you don't have any arms now, but I'm going to take a wild guess and say you weren't born like this. Hecht: You're not wrong. 4414_09: You got skin tags as a kid, then? Remember how fucking irritating they are? Hecht: Of course I did — I don't think anyone hasn't. [4414_09 is silent.] 4414_09: See, here's the thing: There's only one way to really… really get rid of a skin tag. I just never knew before. I envy the [COGNITOHAZARD EXPUNGED] in the photo — I really do. Gorgeous. Not because he had perfect skin, but because he had the determination to [COGNITOHAZARD EXPUNGED]. Just imagine never having [COGNITOHAZARD EXPUNGED] again… Hecht: [Visibly distressed] That's all we need, Joshua. Thank you for your time. 4414_09: Well, I have all the fucking time in the world now, don't I? <End Log, 18:10, 26 August 2018> Afterword: Shortly after the interview, Hecht requests 4414_09's termination under Foundation Ethics Code 4.A.0982. Request denied on September 9, 2018. Footnotes 1. MTF Omicron-14 is comprised of individuals who have lost limbs during Foundation operations. They are often issued prosthetics or assigned remote weaponry to carry out operations most effectively. 2. "If the research or containment of a subject/D-Class does not serve the Foundation's mission AND said entity cannot be reintroduced to society after containment/service, said entity should be humanely terminated." See Foundation Ethics Codes.
SCP-4415	euclid	by Nagiros 2/4415 LEVEL 2/4415 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4415 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4415 is self-contained within Site-17's Humanoid Containment Wing. To mitigate the potential loss of an anomalous humanoid during testing, SCP-4051 should be administered a Class-S ("Slow Burn") amnestic prior to each exploration of SCP-4415. The amnestic should be activated after each mission. Description: SCP-4415 is a set of extradimensional locations accessible through the door of the former Humanoid Containment Unit #λ045. SCP-4415's interior serves as a waypoint for multiple extra-spatial and extra-temporal locations, which present themselves semi-randomly1 once the unit's door has been fully shut and reopened. Additionally, SCP-4415 is only accessible to anomalous humanoids: attempts to enter SCP-4415 by non-anomalous persons have been universally unsuccessful. Reality within Unit #λ045 often fluctuates and does not entirely comport to baseline, but is capable of sustaining human life indefinitely. Several entities, most anomalous in their own right, have resided within for a considerable length of time due to readily-accessible food sources and shelter. The primary source of water within each location is a large river2, ostensibly similar throughout locations, suggesting SCP-4415 may be a vast singular geological structure3. The purpose of exploratory missions within SCP-4415 has primarily been to discover the nature, origin, and intent of its hypothetical creator; SCP-4051 has been selected to achieve this end, due to its proximity to SCP-4415 and past exploratory experience. Extradimensional spaces encountered by SCP-4051 include: 1B7-4415-001 Description: A dense forest of deciduous megaflora. An offshoot of the central river forms a small pond approximately 100 meters from Unit #λ045's door. Inhabitant: A female humanoid with notable scarring to the hands, torso, and scalp. Subject demonstrated an extreme aversion to human contact. 1B7-4415-002 Description: A flat geometric plane surrounded by free-floating digital polygons. A "flow" of polygons is visible some distance from Unit #λ045's door. Inhabitant: A younger, male humanoid with ontokinetic capabilities. Subject seemed to have inconsistent physical form, and half its face demanifested during attempted questioning. 1B7-4415-003 Description: A modest domicile overlooking an ocean cliff. Inhabitant: An elderly male humanoid with thaumaturgic and occult symbols inscribed onto its body. Subject possessed significant physical trauma from an unknown source. 1B7-4415-004 Description: Location exists in a state of spatial flux, but generally possessed a purple hue. Inhabitant: An amorphous entity with metamorphic capabilities, often presenting as two female humanoids. Subject(s) possessed mild clairvoyance, but could rarely communicate intelligibly. 1B7-4415-005 Description: A stone spire, inside of which is an unoccupied and unremarkable library. A steady flow of water from beneath the spire generates the central river. Inhabitant: N/A + Document.4415.1 ("Exploration of 1B7-4415-005"): SITE DIRECTOR EYES ONLY [ACCESS DENIED] + Document.4415.2 ("SCP-4415 Inhabitants"): SITE DIRECTOR EYES ONLY [ACCESS DENIED] + Document.4415.3 ("RAISA Petition Regarding SCP-4415"): SITE DIRECTOR EYES ONLY [ACCESS DENIED] Access SCiPNET Email? One (1) new message! Re:Concerns TO: Site-17 Director Thomas Graham FROM: Junior Researcher Natalie Reems SUBJECT: Concerns Hey Graham, Just got done reading the SCP-4415 documentation — can't believe it's only been a month since that project concluded! All the excitement of working on a bona fide crosstest makes it feel like it was just yesterday, and many of the details are still fresh in my mind. That said, I had some questions about the items you restricted to L4/4415 clearance, given their pertinence to the SCP-4415 project as a whole. As we discovered together, the library within 1B7-4415-005 was seemingly penned by SCP-4415's creator. However, this detail was omitted from the official documentation for reasons I find suspect. Fortunately for us both, I saved a copy of the text that SCP-4051 retrieved from the central bookshelf. I've attached it below. The old man stopped coming to see me after a while. Think he was promoted to the Council, which seems right. Hope he's doing well now. After he left, Graham started running the show. Mean motherfucker. He's lucky I was keeping myself in this cell so I didn't erase his power-tripping ass with the full weight of time and space. … Shouldn't talk like that. The old man wouldn't like it. Solitary confinement's getting to me, I think. Honestly, if it weren't for my neighbors in the other units, I don't think I'd have lasted this long. First one was a teenager. The grunts outside their door kept talking about plants, so I take it they could control 'em or somesuch. We'd talk through the walls sometimes, about who they were and what they wanted, and I'd bend reality so the grunts couldn't hear us. They were a good kid. They were gone inside a month, though. Next was a boy in a computer. Couldn't talk to him as easy 'cuz of all the ones and zeros, but I got the gist. He was a lot like me, actually, 'cept way smarter. He lived in a little virtual world and knew all the ins-and-outs of his machine. Graham wanted him to help run this system they have set up here — think they call it APAS — where they flood the site with memetic agents and put amnestics in the ventilation to keep their personnel in line. Kinda fucked, but, stones from glass houses, I guess. Thing is, it kept getting harder to interface with the kid. I'd try to talk at nights and it'd be like certain parts of him just couldn't answer. It got to the point he'd just throw up an error message — "hardware inoperable", I think — and I couldn't get through to him. Third was an old man with a ton of tattoos. When you saw him, you got the sense that he'd been around the world and seen a lot. Graham must have wanted what was in his head, too, because he'd be escorted out of his cell every morning and return in the evening with a few new injuries. Didn't get many chances to talk, even if he wanted to. He didn't come back one night. I'm pretty sure my last neighbor was actually two people. Not sure what their deal was, but the researchers tested a lot of psychic anomalies on 'em. Think one of the experiments messed their heads up a lot, and they were never the same after that. Before the accident, I could hear 'em comfort one another every night. I could tell they really loved each other. I have a confession to make, though. Broke my promise to the old man. I left my cell last night. I walked the halls of Site-17 and made all the grunts forget they saw me. I had a general idea of where I was going, slipping through walls and cement barriers as I traveled down into the facility's depths. There was this awful stench, and it grew as I descended. Floor 6 is where I found the source. Almost cried. Two corpses: one young, one old. A computer terminal, dissembled on the ground with a nasty crack through its screen. And a… it was a thing. A thing that used to be two people. And those were just the ones on top. And then Site Director Thomas fucking Graham shanked me in the goddamn ribs. Never even saw it coming, just felt the incision in my side as I fell face first into my neighbors. I turned and saw some faceless grunt motherfucker and his hands raised over me for the killing blow, holding a dagger with a glowing purple blade. It didn't look like Scranton tech. It looked like my neighbors. I made everything stop. I made everything go away. I made everything… I made… I'm going to make everything better. That knife hurt me bad. I can't tell how much reality I can bend at this point but it's not much. I can't believe how fucking stupid I was last night, walking into a grave. Of course Graham knew I was here. He's been tearing anomalies apart ever since he got here in the hopes he can build something better. He made a knife that leeches omnipotence and gave it to one of his lackeys to finish me. But I'm not finished. I can still raise the dead. And I can keep 'em safe. It'd kill me, but… I can do it. Weathers, if you're reading this somehow, just know I ended up as a good guy. I'm gonna bring these people back as best I can, and give 'em a place to stay. Maybe you'll come back here some day, and you can help us. You can give these people a life that was better than the one they lost. Please. Somebody help us. Now then. Let's drop the pretenses of joviality. The contents of this transcript are damning. I've done more digging on my own after working with 4051, and it seems like every document involving you is contaminated by redactions and memetic kill agents. Judging by Dr. Cimmerian's note in SCP-4175's documentation, the Ethics Committee has begun to notice your methods, and they aren't pleased. If someone were to forward the attached transcript to them, it would most likely set off an extensive investigation into your activities as Site Director. Naturally, I wouldn't do something like that to you without hearing from you first. What I need to know is that there's a rational, ethical explanation for what you've been doing. If you can give that explanation to me, and I find it convincing, I'll hold off on drafting the petition to the Committee. Best wishes, Dr. Natalie Reems NEW MESSAGE! TO: Junior Researcher Natalie Reems FROM: Site-17 Director Thomas Graham SUBJECT: Re: Concerns Reems, I really did think better of you. When I arrived at this site, #λ045 contained an undocumented, Class-V reality bender who had struck a personal bond with my predecessor. By its own admittance, it was contained by its good-will alone, a nuclear warhead in control of its own detonation. And now, it's a dead thing in another world — and all it took was some occult knowledge from a person of interest and the psychic abilities of two clairvoyants. How on earth could this be considered an ethical violation? I saved this facility, Reems; every day I save it in a hundred ways that you would never understand. And you never will. You've told me that you need an explanation for my actions. I do not care all that much about convincing you. As with the Foundation and its enemy, the victor is the party with the bigger stick. My stick, in this case, is the latent memetic agents scattered through this email and the Class-A amnestics currently flooding your office space. Just let the induced paralysis run its course as the drugs take your memories away. This is hardly your first time. I really did enjoy working with you on the SCP-4415 project, Natalie. I could see why Tonya fancied you so. Best wishes, Dr. Thomas Graham, Director of Site-17 Footnotes 1. A slight but remarkable bias against the presentation of 1B7-4415-005 has been noted. 2. With the exception of 1B7-4415-004. 3. Testing of long-term exploration pending. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4415" by Nagiros, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4415. 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-4416	thaumiel	The first significant reference to SCP-4416-type phenomena can be traced back to the 26 July 2010 airing of conspiracy theorist radio broadcast Mondays on the Alex Jones Show. 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Subject: A beach well-known for frequent occurrences of organized shark-punching. Assigned Site USNCW Site-42 Site Director Dr. Theron Sherman Research Head Agent Nico De Castro Assigned MTF N/A Assigned Site USNCW Site-42 Site Director Dr. Theron Sherman Research Head Agent Nico De Castro Assigned MTF N/A Special Containment Procedures: No aspects of SCP-4416 are to be interfered with; organized shark-punching is to remain commonplace in the state of North Carolina. Any instance of shark-punching encountered out-of-state is to be monitored for anomalous properties. If no anomalies manifest, the activity is to proceed unmitigated. All references made to SCP-4416-A in written, pictorial, or verbal communications are to be discredited when possible. Description: SCP-4416 is the recent increase in human-initiated attacks against sharks (Selachimorphic fish) in North Carolina. SCP-4416 refers specifically to the action of any person(s) with the intention to assault sharks via punching. These attacks are coordinated to occur at dusk with a frequency of two to three times per night. Persons engaging in SCP-4416 refer to their actions as “selachian pugilism” and “sharkboxing.” SCP-4416 has led to the formation of various groups (ranging between eight and 15 people each) dedicated to the activity. Competing philosophies among various groups assert that SCP-4416 exists either for sport or to protect civilians against sharks. SCP-4416, although non-anomalous, has led to a marked increase in shark appearances on North Carolina's eastern coast. As such, Foundation analysts have formed three different leading hypotheses on the nature of this activity: An unregistered anomaly triggered its emergence. Shark-punching groups are connected to another anomalous phenomenon. Recurrent shark-punching activities exist to lessen the effects of another anomalous phenomenon. Further investigation is under way. ADDENDA MATERIALS I. Discovery The first significant reference to SCP-4416-type phenomena can be traced back to the 26 July 2010 airing of conspiracy theorist radio broadcast Mondays on the Alex Jones Show. At the time, the show featured a segment on the archetypal significance of humans attacking sharks and “the spectre of shark-punching's clutch on the underbelly of North Carolina.” The broadcast proceeded to reveal known shark-punching groups and linked those groups with the occult. It also alluded to the existence of a mythological trickster demigod that transforms humans into selachian abominations. Foundation web crawler UZ413H (“PAYLOAD TOO LARGE”) flagged the broadcast and attempted a cross-reference of several key phrases. Despite this, Foundation Intelligence Agents were unsuccessful in finding any such phenomena on the Eastern Seaboard. On 16 September 2016, a local New Hanover County news network aired a story on organized shark-punching and featured one such group dedicated to the activity: “Amos' Shark Threshers.” A Foundation media watchdog picked up the story before forwarding it to the Site-42 Operations Command Office, which confirmed the group's mention in the 2010 broadcast. With no other leads, efforts were redirected toward contacting and infiltrating Amos' Shark Threshers. INTERNAL MEETING NOTE: The following is an excerpt from an anomaly categorization discussion on the potential extranormal properties of SCP-4416. [BEGIN LOG] Field Agent Nico De Castro: Next up, a consensus on this new “shark-punching” phenomenon. I'm sure you've both heard of this by now. Researcher Adamo Smalls: Wait, when was that picked up again? I thought– Researcher Justine Everwood: [She interrupts.] Oh, come on, that's anomalous! A memetic agent that compels people to punch sharks, right? Has to be. Smalls: It is memetic, but not in the anomalous sense. Haven't you ever seen Shark Week? Everwood: [She pauses.] I never actually got around to that. Smalls: [He mutters under his breath.] I'm surprised more people don't die by shark attacks these days… Everwood: The question is, how do we find out? I'm pretty sure we don't have the grounds to investigate this. Not unless we get permission from the Ethics Committee since this is clearly not anomalous. Smalls: Didn't you just say it was? [Everwood's face turns red.] Everwood: Um, no! Smalls: [He takes a sarcastic tone.] All right, gang. Let's get searching for whoever's behind this illegal underground shark boxing ring. We're looking for an evil lair, a devious end-of-the-world scheme, and the bogeyman's secret identity. Then we'll finally have something to show the authorities. De Castro: I know I'm asking a lot from you people, with how ridiculous this is, but let's not blow it out of proportion. Everwood: I'm betting on this entire thing being just another Reefer prank. De Castro: This is all 100% legit. Anyway, the media leak reports quite a bit of information on an associated group called Amos' Shark Threshers. Well, there were a few different groups named, but this is the only one that came up twice. Check this out. [He displays the following quoted excerpt on a computer screen.] Amos' Shark Threshers have always punched sharks. Always. It wasn't until the media picked up on us that the controversies came in. And it wasn't even, like, they feared for our lives or some shit like that. They thought it was inhumane what we were doing to the sharks! My stepbrother Dani got his arm bitten off after Hurricane Sandy but now he's the bad guy! —Madeline Cruz Wilmington resident Everwood: Can we back-trace them? De Castro: I don't… Think that's a thing? Smalls: That doesn't sound very convincing. De Castro: Okay, there's more here. They took pictures of one of their attack spots. If we can't find them, well… Smalls: Maybe we can wait for them to come to us. De Castro: Exactly. Everwood: [Her voice pitches with excitement.] Like a stakeout mission? De Castro: [He nods.] That's the one. Let me get a tactical response team set up while the two of you do some research. Find anything you can on selachian anomalies and see if there's a link here. International network, anomalous items log, whatever. Anything we have clearance on. Smalls: This is by far the silliest assignment I've been on. Everwood: Right?! And we don't even get to punch any sharks! [END LOG] II. Initial Interview On 22 September at 07:35 p.m. EDT, six days after locating an area matching with the photographs, the response team encountered Amos' Shark Threshers. Field Agent Nico De Castro exited cover and confronted the group while posing as a local shark-punching enthusiast. VIDEO LOG NOTE: Field Agent De Castro is outfitted with a standard full-body swimsuit and waterproof audiovisual recording device. [BEGIN LOG] [Field Agent De Castro walks toward the shore. Nine people congregate in the shallow water.] De Castro: Hey, excuse me! [Confused voices. A woman leaves the water and walks in the direction of De Castro.] Unidentified Woman: What are you, lost or something? De Castro: I'm not lost, I'm– Unidentified Woman: [She interrupts.] I don't give a fuck! Who are you? De Castro: Uh, my name's Nico. I didn't get lost, I'm here– Unidentified Woman: [She interrupts.] If you're not lost, then what in the depths are you doing on our turf? De Castro: I'm here to– [He hesitates.] To punch sharks. Unidentified Woman: [She laughs.] Oh, I get it. Sorry 'bout that, I thought you were one of those media rats. I'm Madeline, but you can call me Maddie. De Castro: Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Maddie. Are y'all with Amos? Madeline Cruz: Amos died a few years back. Some say a Great White got him, but we don't actually know. [She looks around before leaning in.] If you ask me, I think he's still out there clobbering them, even as we speak. De Castro: Huh. No shit? Cruz: Mm-hmm. De Castro: Is that why you, er, punch sharks? Cruz: Do you think I'm fucking insane? Jesus, no. De Castro: Then why do you do it? Cruz: Look, Nicky– De Castro: It's Nico. Cruz: Nico, how much of an amateur are you at this anyway? De Castro: I have never punched a shark before. Cruz: Nico, I'm gonna be frank with you. The only way you'll ever know why we punch sharks is if you punch one yourself. [END LOG] After first contact with Madeline Cruz (now designated POI-3732), Field Agent De Castro made further efforts toward becoming acquainted with Amos' Shark Threshers. Group consensus expected him to engage in “selachian pugilism,” which he administered with success. De Castro reported no mental or physical compulsion at the time. In a post-incident medical analysis, physicians detected no bodily abnormalities in De Castro, though medical technologists did identify a higher-than-average testosterone level. III. Further Communications On the night of 23 September, Field Agent Nico De Castro contacted an anomalous entity, now designated SCP-4416-A. At the time, he was undergoing a lone coastline observation in Seabreeze, North Carolina to surveil potential instances of SCP-4416 phenomena. The other members of the project team claim no knowledge of the event, nor of any specific entity or person in the area at the time. In an offhand comment, De Castro referred to the communication as “divine intervention” with “a selachian deity.” The following is a record of the supposed engagement, as recorded by his body camera. VIDEO LOG [BEGIN LOG \| 08:33 PM] «08:33:» [De Castro starts recording at the local Carolina Beach Fishing Pier. He activates night vision before setting off due north.] «08:48:» [A rocky outcropping comes into view. De Castro approaches it. The outcropping juts from the nearby inlet.] «08:49:» [De Castro wades into the shallow water to get a closer look. The rock face reveals a section hidden from the beach and a grotto within. He enters.] 08:51 — A still from the point in the recording when Field Agent De Castro claims the entity emerged. (Hover to enlarge.) «08:51:» [It is at this point in the recording that De Castro claims the anomalous entity came into view. De Castro says the entity's form “could not be defined” and that it attempted to obscure itself during the recording. The video log displays no such entity, but does pick up audio.] SCP-4416-A: Found you! [The camera shakes as De Castro is startled. He unholsters his combat pistol but keeps it lowered.] SCP-4416-A: Am not here to do big scare. De Castro: How are you speaking? [A large volume of bubbles fills the area.] SCP-4416-A: Is not most crazy thing you see. De Castro: Who are you? SCP-4416-A: Tubi-ti known by many name. De Castro: Why are you here? SCP-4416-A: Tubi here to do big warning. You make promise, OK? De Castro: I'm not authorized to make any sort of agreement with you. [De Castro attempts to leave the area.] SCP-4416-A: No, no deal. Just say, “agent man punch shark no more.” De Castro: What? SCP-4416-A: Small promise, small promise! “Agent man punch shark one more time maybe but that's it.” De Castro: Have you been following me? [The entity does not reply. De Castro holsters his pistol.] De Castro: I think I know who you are. That… Bitch told me about you. She said her people have a supreme duty to the ocean and that there was some real persistent shark guy that they've been trying to get rid of. I didn't understand at the time, but I'm guessing they were trying to scare you away. SCP-4416-A: Tubi scared of punching, big time. People doing punching are big liars, all the time. And Tubi shark god, not guy. De Castro: I don't agree with their methods. The fact that they're causing more sharks to come to the beach than ever before is borderline reckless. But I'm sure they have their reasons. Like, that Amos guy didn't die for nothing. All he did was get eaten and now he's practically their messiah. [Bubbles fill the area for several seconds.] De Castro: So, what am I missing? Why do you even exist? SCP-4416-A: Tubi want to turn human into sharkman to make big army. If work, Tubi would become full power. You see, am good business-like selachian. Like good human entrepreneur show on glowing box. What is called–? De Castro: On TV? Uh, what, Shark Tank? SCP-4416-A: Yes, very entertain. Shark is not like other fish. Shark biggest corporate mind in the sea. You know? De Castro: Why would you tell me any of this? Why talk to me at all? If it's true what you say, then you're the dumbest god I've ever met. SCP-4416-A: If human is not sharkman, then human must be afraid of shark. De Castro: And why do you talk this way? SCP-4416-A: Because ate surfboard. De Castro: Is there anything else you have to say for the record? SCP-4416-A: Tubi make big warning: Stop punching sharks. De Castro: [He chuckles.] That's ridiculous. SCP-4416-A: Am serious. Stop it. Let shark people eat. We hunger. De Castro: You know what? This is a waste of everyone's time. If those fools want to punch sharks, so be it! Anything to get rid of you. SCP-4416-A: No please, stop! [The grotto shakes, and waves crash against the walls.] De Castro: I hope they punch a hundred sharks. A thousand! And I hope you feel every last knuckle. SCP-4416-A: Do not doubt my powers, agent man. «08:56:» [No further audio from the entity is detected. De Castro searches for SCP-4416-A for the next 10 min before ending the recording.] [END LOG \| 09:06 PM] After the encounter, but before De Castro returned to the site, an unauthorized shipment arrived at the front gate of Site-42. The shipment in question was a box with Amazon Prime packaging. After security personnel discerned the package's safety, it was opened, revealing an assortment of human teeth and trace amounts of blood. The following message was printed atop the package with dried blood: this is why u trust sharko ▷ INPUT LEVEL 4/4416 SECURITY CREDENTIALS ◁ ▽ CREDENTIALS APPROVED ▽ Field Agent Nico De Castro submitted the following document to the Site-42 Projects Command Office. CONTAINMENT PROPOSAL PROPOSAL DESIGNATION: SCP-4416-16-A PROPOSED SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION: Thaumiel DESCRIPTION: After an extensive survey of recent events, I've deduced that the concealed existence of SCP-4416-A is the result of a weak, incidental Sensory Extrapolation (or SEP) Field created and perpetuated by SCP-4416. The activity remains effective enough in warding off the entity and increases in potency with the number of people engaging in it. Because of this — and the potential (if dubious) danger alluded to in my contact with the entity — I suggest updating the anomaly's secondary classification to THAUMIEL-Class. UPDATE: After further investigation, SCP-4416 has been additionally classified as Thaumiel. Controlled attempts at practicing SCP-4416 are unauthorized but under close consideration. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4416" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4416. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4417	thaumiel	Site-54 (anomalous research zone A-54-B), the current location of SCP-4417. Item #: SCP-4417 Special Containment Procedures (Revision 2 of 2): SCP-4417 is currently stored in a high-security display case at Research Site Tau. A guard detail is to be present on a standard rotation, to ensure no damage to the object occurs — if Document 4417-Alfa-4 is to be believed, it is of inestimable historical value. The Foundation's Department of Temporal Anomalies is currently beginning in-depth research into SCP-4417 — the object currently exists in a metastable loop, and the development of the relevant technology may prompt a second loop-catalyst and effect between one and twelve further SCP-4417 instances. The locations of the eleven other suspected SCP-4417 instances are unknown, and are to remain so for the foreseeable future. No interference by the Foundation or other groups is either necessary or desired. SCP-4417's implications with regards to the nature of our universe and its presumably cyclical nature are not yet fully understood. Research is ongoing, but hampered due to a lack of allowed involvement from the Foundation's major temporal specialists. Description: SCP-4417 refers to a non-standard piece of Foundation equipment, bearing the label "Model I Perma-loop chassis, T-Grade", unearthed beneath Site-54 during its construction. While no development of a 'Perma-loop chassis' has taken place or is currently scheduled, the designation has been reserved in Foundation records since the organisation's inception, under the authorisation of the original O5-1. Physically, SCP-4417 resembles a high-grade vacuum suit (such as those worn by Foundation agents stationed at lunar Sites), albeit with significantly higher levels of armour plating, a locking mechanism accessible only from the interior, and what appear to be miniature temporal distortion engines attached to the back and shoulders. A display is also present on the object's 'chest' section, and at the time of discovery read "4░9░ of [4096]; loops (esti░░▒ed)". To prevent damage to the object, no attempts to examine its composition have been made — it is worth noting, however, that an initial misguided attempt to remove a sample of the object's plating failed to cause any visible markings, even after the application of intense heat and pressure. SCP-4417 is capable of storing a single human subject (designated SCP-4417-1) in a constant state of temporal regression. SCP-4417-1 will begin reverting to a fetal stage immediately after insertion, and progress to their current age naturally (albeit in a state of induced unconsciousness) before beginning the reversion once more2. It is presumed that, at some point in the past, SCP-4417's internal systems detected a certain scenario (likely the passage of a specific amount of time), and the suit unlocked, releasing the original SCP-4417-1. What influence this event had on our current timeline is unclear, but is believed to be the prevention of an XR-Class Societal Regression scenario. See Addendum.2 for more details. Addendum.1 \| Documents 4417-Alfa-1 through -6: At the time of its discovery, several ports of various makes and models were located on the front of SCP-4417's torso component, including various forms of obsolete USB sockets, a cassette player, non-standard audiovisual cable couplings (seemingly designed for smaller, more advanced methods of data transfer) and a magnetic strip of unknown function. The USB socket was opened and found to contain the end of a Foundation-model data cable, plugged into the socket and severed just above the connector. When a non-damaged cable was inserted, SCP-4417 began uploading several files to the connected computer. These consisted of the following: A series of dates, timestamps, and event chain signatures3 corresponding to a mundane period in late 19th century England. Several identical series of dates, timestamps, and event chain signatures corresponding to global scenarios in the far future, incremented in steps of 1000 years. A copy of the documentation for URA-0083, a temporal anomaly4 currently monitored by the Foundation and acting as a temporal block for alterations to England's causality, preventing subjects backshifted past that point from changing the country's history to any noticeable degree. The document contained several minor edits dated between the present and 2309, with major revisions up until 2410. A heavily redacted copy of the Special Containment Procedures for SCP-11711, an undocumented anomaly that is not predicted to be catalogued until the late 2300s. See Addendum.2 for more information. Corrupted footage of an unknown man (presumably a reporter) speaking while standing in front of a large warehouse. Although the audio is degraded to such a degree that very little speech is audible, the man appears to be discussing either SCP-4417 or the Foundation as a whole. SCP-4417-1, clad in Foundation uniform, is visible in the background between 04:23 and 05:02. Architecture, clothing, speech patterns and cultural identifiers do not differ significantly from those found in the present. A digital image of a group of twelve Foundation staff standing in front of twelve instances of SCP-4417, each of which is mounted in a large metal frame. All individuals are smiling, but seem either tired or slightly distressed. SCP-4417-1 is located third from the left. Addendum.2 \| Document 4417-Alfa-4: Document SCP-11711 — "Five Billion Years of Modern" Last core revision: 18:32, 11/05/2410 Current clearance level: Special-Provisional/11711 Item #: SCP-11711 Special Containment Procedures: There is currently no known way to contain SCP-11711. Current options for containment research include: [NOT INCLUDED IN PROVISIONAL DOCUMENT] See Addendum.1, Addendum.2, and Addendum.4 for more information. Description: SCP-11711 is a ubiquitous temporal/entropic degradation affecting the passage of time within baseline reality. SCP-11711 was initially triggered by chance around 1891, when an otherwise unremarkable Englishman died after falling from his horse — the extrapolation of that fall meant that, by the time William Ewart Gladstone was elected Prime Minister of the United Kingdom in 1892, the event cascade had become largely inextricable. Physically, SCP-11711 affects our timeline in two ways. The first was formerly documented URA-0083, and is the gradual reduction of the feasibility of single-stream, split-stream, and relativistic time-travel. At the time of writing, such methods have been impossible within Britain for upwards of 600 years, and impossible globally for almost 400. Various temporal anomalies have been declared neutralised as a result of this, and a full list is available in Document-11711-D [NOT INCLUDED IN PROVISIONAL DOCUMENT]. The second effect caused by SCP-11711 is the refusal of all culture, technology, science, and political thought to progress beyond the present. For all intents and purposes, the world as it is today is culturally identical to that of the 2040s, and will remain so for the foreseeable future — presumably, until the universe undergoes either heat death or collapse. A method of influencing world events in a manner that causes widespread and permanent change has yet to be found. While the spontaneous resolution of SCP-11711 remains in potentia, the anomaly's self-reinforcing structure means that the resolution's probability decreases exponentially with time. As of 11/05/2410, it has been evaluated as approximately 21E42 to one. Addendum.1 [12/12/2602]: [NOT INCLUDED IN PROVISIONAL DOCUMENT] Addendum.2 [29/09/2913]: [NOT INCLUDED IN PROVISIONAL DOCUMENT] Addendum.3 [13/12/04044]: [NOT INCLUDED IN PROVISIONAL DOCUMENT] Addendum.4 [11/07/09120]: [NOT INCLUDED IN PROVISIONAL DOCUMENT] Addendum.5 [01/01/10000]: Following extensive deliberations by the Overseer, Ethics, and Public Management Councils, Directive: Toroid has been approved, and development has since begun. Work Group Zulu-Tau ("Mad Scientists") are undergoing briefing, after which they will commence the construction of sixty miniature CTD engines capable of manipulating and postponing entropic decay over functionally infinite time frames, twelve esoteric habitation suits capable of surviving both BC-Class ("Universal Collapse") and BB-Class ("Universal Formation") Events, and twelve temporal stasis field generators capable of maintaining subjects' life functions indefinitely. The overall predicted cost of the Directive is $UK 14,600,000,000. Once all aforementioned elements have been completed to a sufficiently high standard, the production of the Federation's first T-Grade Perma-loop chassis will begin. Each will be staffed by a member of Task Force Ely-15 ("Background Radiation"), which consists of persons showing exemplary loyalty, high intellect, and advanced knowledge of cyclical timeline models — individual suits will be fitted with basic realignment algorithms to closer approach the destination time over multiple loops. Each suit will be stored in a maximum-security bunker until such time as universal collapse is reached, at which point they will simply wait until stars begin forming and a second Earth coalesces. The probability of stasis-leak means that only one external check will be viable per-suit, per-loop; accordingly, around 212 passes are expected to be necessary to activate the suits a suitable distance from the destination time. Once the destination time is reached, Ely-15 will emerge and globally orchestrate events such that SCP-11711 never occurs. Level-5B ("unconditional") memetic passcodes have been provided for this reason — Ely-15 may need to terminate and replace the 1800s-era O5 Council during the course of their duty, and this has been deemed an acceptable alternative to SCP-11711. As no such devices have been uncovered or discovered at any point in history, it can only be assumed that the current iteration of the universe is, in fact, a loop catalyst, and will be overwritten when Ely-15 begin their foray into the second universal iteration. For this reason, once each suit has been secured, the SCPF's core directive will switch to ensuring as swift and painless a death for as much of the remaining human population as possible. If you are currently reading this, and Ely-15 have not yet hit their mark, we advise you to do the same. Following the delivery of this message, the display on SCP-4417's chest altered to read "Destination reach░d/;" and the USB slot closed, severing the cable. SCP-4417 was reclassified as Thaumiel (Apeiron) shortly afterwards, and Ely-15 have been posthumously awarded Foundation Stars for Perseverance And Valour. The potential of an XR-Class Event has been downgraded from "Extremely low likelihood" to "Prevented". All Foundation-led operations are to continue as normal. Footnotes 1. Apeiron-class restrictions apply. The anomaly is still extant, but its original purpose has been fulfilled. It may still prove useful in future, however, and is subject to standard containment measures in the interim. 2. For more information on the method by which this is achieved, personnel are advised to consult the works of Dr. Xyank, current head of Research and Containment Team Δt. 3. Combinations of locations, durations and Temporal Expressions, used to distinguish and pinpoint specific events in the past and future. 4. Centre 1995 A.D., diameter 4.5 years in either direction.
SCP-4418	safe	2/4418 LEVEL 2/4418 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4418 Threat Level: Green SCP-4418 as seen from the front. Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-4418's remote location and limited anomalous properties, SCP-4418 has been determined to need only minimal containment. A padlock is to be installed onto SCP-4418's front door. Property windows are to be boarded up, with one ground-floor window to be fitted with a removable shutter for testing purposes. Description: SCP-4418 is an abandoned farmhouse in rural Manitoba, Canada. If a human subject looks into SCP-4418's interior on the date of October 30th, two humanoid entities will manifest for the duration of the subject's observation. SCP-4418 does not exhibit any anomalous behaviors on any other date, per testing done on 19██. The two entities, SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2, resemble the stereotypical western view of a ghost, having a white, partially-translucent appearance. When observed, SCP-4418-1 and 4418-2 both perform a set routine of specific behaviors and movements1which lasts approximately 25 minutes and will continually repeat until the observer leaves or otherwise ceases to watch the entities. Addendum No. 1: History SCP-4418 was constructed in 18██ by George and Emily Abernathy. The couple married in secret on October 30th, 18██ in the Scottish town of Roseafar, and immigrated to Manitoba the following year. George and Emily Abernathy from an undated photograph. Emily Abernathy, (neé Allison), was a natural-born resident of Roseafaer, while George Abernathy was a resident of the Scottish capital of Edinburgh. Prior to 18██, Roseafaer law prohibited both contact between residents and non-residents, along with intermarriage. This factor likely led to the Abernathys' decision to immigrate to Canada.2 However, unbeknownst to the couple, Canadian society viewed biracial marriage overwhelmingly negatively, thus leading the Abernathy family to again live in secret. Addendum No. 2: Test Log On October 30th, 19██ Foundation Agent Lilly Lamonté arrived at the property and recorded a full routine. The rapidity of SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2's behavior suggests that the observed routine represents an accelerated version of the entities' movements, with one minute correlating to a longer amount of experienced time for SCP-4418-1 and -2. SCP-4418 testing Log No. 1. Close Log. SCP-4418 Manifestation Testing Log Date: October 30th, 19██ Subject: SCP-4418-1, SCP-4418-2 [BEGIN LOG] 1300 Hours: Agent Lamonte approaches SCP-4418, and moves to the leftmost window for observation, and places a video camera into the frame of the window. Approximately one minute later, both SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 manifest in the center of SCP-4418. 1301 Hours: SCP-4418-1 approaches SCP-4418-2 and embraces it. SCP-4418-1 is wearing a black suit and holding an ornamental cane, while SCP-4418-2 is wearing a white dress and is holding a wilted bouquet of red roses. Both entities move towards the center of SCP-4418, in which the stone fireplace suddenly ignites, despite no fuel being present in the firebox. Agent Lamonté reports that she can feel the heat from the fireplace. 1302 Hours: SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 begin to dance, with SCP-4418-1 lifting SCP-4418-2 into the air and spinning it in a clockwise formation. SCP-4418-1's hand appears to pass through SCP-4418-2's waist, although neither entity seems to notice. Agent Lamonté reports hearing muted fragments from Johann Strauss II's waltz "An der schönen blauen Donau."3 1303 Hours: Both SCP-4418 entities move towards a table located in the corner of the structure and sit down. Agent Lamonté reports smelling the aromas of roast duck, vegetable soup, and a spice cake, as well as a heavy scent of mold. 1304 Hours: SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 leave SCP-4418. During this period, neither entity is seen outside, although vocalizations of cows and chickens are heard by Lamonté. 1305 Hours: Agent Lamonté reports hearing the sound of firewood being chopped, along with the sounds of thunder, despite the weather being clear. Both subjects return. SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 move towards the center of the structure and get into the bed. The camera records pitch blackness despite external daylight, followed by a flash of light. 1306 Hours: SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 reappear in the center of the structure. Both entities change appearance; with SCP-4418-1 wearing tattered overalls, a straw hat and heavy work boots, and SCP-4418-2 wearing a simple white dress and an apron. 1307 Hours: SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 move towards the same table as before, and sit down. Lamonté reports the aroma of porridge, boiled grits and black coffee. 1308 Hours: SCP-4418-1 leaves the structure, and SCP-4418-2 stays inside, working at the stove. Steam rises from the stove, despite the lack of a source of fuel. The squeal of a pig is recorded. 1309 Hours: SCP-4418-1 returns. SCP-4418-2 continues working at the stove. Lamonté reports noticing an aroma of pork. 1310 Hours: SCP-4418-1 applies whitewash to the interior walls of SCP-4418, moving sequentially into each of the four corners of the room. Audible noises from a sewing machine are heard, despite the machine itself not being visible. 1311 Hours: The interior of the structure suddenly becomes pitch black, only to be partially ignited by two candles placed upon the table. Lámonte reports an aroma of pork, peas and porridge. SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 move towards the bed. As soon as both entities approach the bed, the candlight disappears. 1312 Hours: SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 reappear, again in the center of the structure. Both entities are reclothed, with SCP-4418-1 wearing a long coat and black and red kilt. SCP-4418-2 is wearing a lace skirt and a grey blouse. In the center of the room is an evergreen pine tree, decorated with tinsel, apples, mistletoe, cranberries, and a collection of floral wreaths. 1313 Hours: Despite not being winter, Lamonté reports an interior temperature of 12˚C . SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 dance in a counterclockwise direction. Fragments from Johann Sebastian Bach's "Weihnachts-Oratorium"4 are heard. 1314 Hours: The interior of the structure becomes dark, and the music fades away. Lamonté reports the interior temperature returning back to normal. SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 vanish. 1315 Hours: SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 reappear, again in the center of the structure, and are both reclothed. SCP-4418-1 is wearing a white gown with SCP-4418-2 in a white dress and wearing a black veil. A small crown of mushrooms and flowers is seen on SCP-4418-1's head.5 1316 Hours: SCP-4418-1 is observed lying motionless in the bed. A large collection of rosary beads, flowers, and religious icons are visible on a small table placed near one corner of the bed. Church bells and an organ are heard, along with the following chant in Middle English6: "'Oeh, Goed, maye your chield forevaer reast in neaven's eteran lieght.'7 SCP-4418-1 and the collection of religious items disappear as the music slowly fades. SCP-4418-2 disappears shortly after. 1317 Hours: SCP-4418-2 appears in the center of the structure, wearing a black dress, and a black veil. It sits forward, looking out the window, as cracks and various other damage spreads to the rest of the interior. 1318 Hours: SCP-4418-2 continues to look outside. A large portion of the homestead's roof collapses, passing through the entity, which does not move or react in any way. 1319 Hours: SCP-4418-2 is observed lying motionless in the bed, clothed in a black dress and with its face covered by a white cloth. As before, the sounds of bells, organs and the same chant are heard. A similar collection of religious items is also present. 1320 Hours: SCP-4418-2 and the collection of religious items disappear as the sound of the bells, organ, and chant gradually fades. 1321 Hours: Neither entity appears during this period of time. 1322 Hours: SCP-4418-1 approaches SCP-4418-2, and embraces it. SCP-4418-1 is wearing a black suit and holding an ornamental cane, while SCP-4418-2 is wearing a white dress and is holding a vivid bouquet of red roses. 1323 Hours: Agent Lamonte departs as SCP-4418-1 and SCP-4418-2 begin to dance again. [END LOG] Footnotes 1. See Addendum no. 2 for a complete description of a routine. 2. Several communities in Canada had significant populations of the Roseafar Diaspora. 3. Commonly known in English as "The Blue Danue Waltz". 4. Known in English as the Christmas Ortario. 5. Traditional attire for a soon to be desceased person in Roseafaer. 6. Offical language of Roseafaer, also spoken by the disapora. 7. Modern English Translation: Oh, God, may your child forever rest in heaven's eternal light.
SCP-4419	keter	SCP-4419 leaving the area following a manifestation. Item #: SCP-4419 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the expansive range of circumstances in which SCP-4419 manifestations occur, containment efforts are to focus on information control and post-manifestation cleanup rather than physical imprisonment. Any witnesses to an SCP-4419 manifestation are to be dosed with a Class-B or Class-A amnestic as appropriate for their level of exposure. In cases where it is possible to restore the bodies of SCP-4419 victims to roughly standard human configurations, a cover story is to be established to explain any remaining damage as a result of their original injuries. In cases where this is not feasible, victims of SCP-4419 are to be brought into custody and, if possible, euthanized. A cover story is then to be established regarding the death of the victim due to their original injuries or conditions. Description: SCP-4419 is a vehicle resembling an ambulance of varying make and model which will spontaneously appear in an area shortly before a medical emergency arises. The means by which SCP-4419 predicts these situations is currently unknown. Although the appearance of SCP-4419 differs from manifestation to manifestation, it will always resemble an ambulance appropriate for the local culture. Upon the occurrence of the medical emergency, SCP-4419 will proceed directly to the injured individual, hereafter referred to as the victim. Two individuals of varying physical appearances in paramedic uniforms will then exit from the back of SCP-4419, secure the victim, and bring them back with them into SCP-4419. The individuals that emerge from SCP-4419 will behave as expected for a medical professional in the situation, but will repel any attempt by others to prevent them securing the victim via extreme physical force. Once the victim has been secured within SCP-4419, it will leave the area at extreme speeds, disappearing the moment it is outside of observation. Two to seven days later, the victim will be returned outside a local area, suffering from extreme and invasive bodily modifications. Although the majority of these alterations would logically result in the death of the victim, death will not occur in these cases unless the modifications are tampered with or otherwise undone. The specific nature of these modifications differs from case to case, although there does appear to be a level of correlation with the original medical emergency. (See Encounter Log 4419-1.) Encounter Log 4419-1: The following is a log of encounters with SCP-4419, the original medical emergencies in each case, and the bodily modifications applied to the victim. Note that this log does not encapsulate all known SCP-4419 victims, and a full record is available upon request from the data archive at Site-31. Date Medical Emergency Bodily Modification 07/02/1983 A braking car hits a pedestrian crossing the street, resulting in a broken leg. Victim returned with all limbs amputated and relocated to protrude directly from his torso. Limbs were re-amputated and a cover story was established to explain the loss of limbs as the result of a much more severe car accident. 23/11/1994 A man suffers from a broken jaw following a fight outside a bar. Victim returned with his jaw forced permanently open. In addition, a glass window was installed in the mouth to permit viewing of the heart, which had been relocated to the back of the throat. Due to the relocation of the heart, reversion of the body modifications was not possible, and the victim was euthanized. 19/06/1999 A homeless man suffers from a drug overdose. Victim returned to the same place he was originally taken from. The top of the victim's skull had been removed, and the brain crudely scooped out and placed into the victim's hands, which had been fused together in front of him. While being brought into custody, the victim's brain fell out of his hands and he instantly expired1. 29/01/2003 A wife and husband involved in a car crash suffer numerous broken bones and severe bleeding. Victims returned fused together by their backs. All bones that had been broken in the original accident were meticulously removed, resulting in the loss of use of some limbs. The victims were successfully separated, administered amnestics as appropriate and their modified limbs were amputated. 15/02/2006 An elderly man suffers from a heart attack. Victim was returned with eleven additional and non-functional hearts within his body stuffed between his existing organs. Expiration occurred when surgeons attempted to remove these additional hearts before agents could arrive on the scene. Surgeons and medical staff who had treated the victim were administered amnestics, and the body confiscated. 19/09/2008 A fire at a bar results in nineteen people suffering from severe burns. An additional seven people suffer from skull fractures and broken bones when they attempt to confront the individuals who emerge from SCP-4419, and are also taken as victims. It is believed existing injuries were exacerbated, and new injuries caused, by attempting to force twenty-six people into the limited space within SCP-4419. Victims returned to the local community center as a single watery mass which twitches and shivers when physical contact is applied. As no method of euthanizing the victims could be found, they are currently stored in a liquid tank at Site-31. 24/11/2014 A US Military private is shot while on patrol in Afghanistan. Due to the suspicious nature of SCP-4419's arrival and the forceful securing of the private, other soldiers on the patrol fire upon SCP-4419 as it leaves. Witnesses report seeing a viscous black fluid leaking from the resultant bullet-holes in SCP-4419's surface. Victim is found broken down into a thin paste and spread over the walls of their barracks the next day. The agents who initially secured the remains reported seeing a mostly intact eyeball dilate when they approached. Although what has been brought into storage is referred to for convenience's sake as 'remains', it is currently not known whether or not the victim has expired. Footnotes 1. Note that at no point was the victim's brain actually connected to his nervous system.
SCP-4420	euclid	SCP-4420 By: Lt Flops Published on 20 Aug 2018 08:59 ▷ Show Code ◁ △ Hide Code △ @import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Montserrat:wght@600;700&display=swap); /* Centered Header Sigma * [2021 Wikidot Component] * By Lt Flops (CC BY-SA 3.0) * Forked from: * Penumbra Theme by EstrellaYoshte * Also based on: * Centered Header BHL by Woedenaz */ / ---- VARS ---- / :root{ --titleColor: hsl(0, 0%, 95%); --subtitleColor: hsl(60, 62%, 85%); --lgurl: url(https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/component:pride-highlighter/lgbtqp_logo.svg); } / ---- SITE BANNER ---- / #header, div#header{ background-image: none; } #header::before{ position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; content: ""; background-image: var(--lgurl); background-position: center top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: auto 9em; opacity: .33; } #header h1, #header h2{ float: none; margin-left: 0; text-align: center; } #header h1 span, #header h2 span{ / Hide the Existing Text / display: none; } #header h1 a::before, #header h2::before{ / Style the New Text / font-family: "Montserrat", "Arial", sans-serif; text-shadow: none; } #header h1 a::before{ position: relative; bottom: .15em; color: var(--titleColor); font-size: 115%; font-weight: 700; } #header h2::before{ position: relative; top: .1em; color: var(--subtitleColor); font-size: 130%; font-weight: 600; } #header h1 a::before{ / Set the New Text's Content From Variable / content: var(--header-title, "SCP FOUNDATION"); } #header h2::before{ content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT"); } / ---- SEARCH ---- / #search-top-box{ top: 1em; right: 0; } #search-top-box-form input.button{ margin-right: 0; } #search-top-box-input, #search-top-box-input:hover, #search-top-box-input:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit], #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus{ border-radius: 0; box-shadow: none; font-size: 100%; } / ---- TOP BAR ---- / #top-bar{ right: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #top-bar ul li ul{ border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 40%); box-shadow: none; } / ---- LOGIN ---- / #login-status{ top: 1.1em; right: initial; color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); } #account-topbutton{ border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); font-size: 100%; } / ---- PAGE TITLE ---- / .meta-title, #page-title{ text-align: center; } / ---- BREADCRUMBS ---- / .pseudocrumbs, #breadcrumbs{ text-align: center; } / ---- MOBILE DISPLAY ---- */ @media (max-width: 767px){ #search-top-box{ top: 1.85em; width: unset; } .mobile-top-bar{ position: relative; left: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #login-status{ top: 0; right: 0; } #header .printuser{ font-size: 0; } #header .printuser img.small{ margin: 0; transform: translate(6px, 4px); } #my-account{ display: none; } #account-topbutton{ margin-left: 2px; } } SCP-4420 By: Lt Flops Published on 20 Aug 2018 08:59 « Audio Version » SCP-4420: A Potato Thirst Author: Lt Flops Published on 20 Aug 2018 This article is set in the Apotheosis canon. 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Image captured from a 50-metre safe distance. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4420 is situated in a secure position in the Site-82 Arboretum. Tentative Containment Module #819 regulates the entrance to an artificial pocket dimension large enough to confine SCP-4420. Containment technicians have installed four synchronized Scranton–Marlowe Topology Stabilizers, which maintain dimensional stability inside the module. Description: SCP-4420 is a red Idaho potato with a current mass of 400 million kg and external dimensions of 150 metres by 65 metres by 55 metres. SCP-4420 displays the following ectoentropic properties: SCP-4420 responds to moisture shrinkage (~5% every two weeks) by generating a new amount of moist potato matter. During this event, a random Idaho citizen's drinking water transforms into starch-rich potato-flavoured water, which grants the ability to commune with potatoes for 3 to 10 hr after consumption. Exposure to electromagnetic radiation in the human visual spectrum (λ = 400 nm to 700 nm) produces potato matter of a randomized form. This matter relates to potatoes at various conceptual levels, be that immediate or vague. The new matter grows alongside SCP-4420 and attaches itself via esoteric means beyond current agricultural understanding. Observed forms include: Any variation of the 5 000 potato varieties grown globally.1 Types of cooked potatoes such as mashed potatoes, French fries, and potato chips. 1996 Idaho County Junior League Potato Sack Race champion Michelle Brown, age 6. A species of Jerusalem cricket (colloquially known as the potato bug) composed of sweet potato. These insects have infested ~8% of SCP-4420 to date. Memetic ennui affecting 10% of persons within a 5-km radius. SCP-4420 displays evident immunity to decay. SCP-4420 consumes most organic irregularities almost immediately after their growth, and produces healthy potato matter in their place. SCP-4420 consumes food and organic waste within 20 metres of its surface. Any nearby organic material transforms into a potato tuber of equal mass and teleports into SCP-4420. This includes small animals up to 5 kg in mass. As of current documentation, SCP-4420 has been growing for 22 years. Footnotes 1. Including other anomalous potatoes like SCP-3342. UPDATES I. 10 May 2019 Field researchers discovered foreign fluid with trace amounts of thaumic contaminants in the local groundwater. The Site-82 Operations Command Office initiated Mandate 3731-Ov91, which calls for immediate lockdown and destruction of foreign substances. Security staff considered the lockdown successful within the hour. Because of its containment location, however, SCP-4420 remained unaccounted for. At 21:51 CDT, SCP-4420 absorbed thaumic fluids and developed sapience lasting for 32 hours. During this time, it displayed the ability to manipulate informational constructs. SCP-4420 then disseminated 362 SMS messages to on-site staff. A series of received messages is as follows. can you see me pls look at me im big look at me do you think im pretty is that what i rly look like no way is that how you see me ☹️ you cant see me like this im not good enough am i not for you how could i be leave me alone im a monster im sorry i look this way II. 12 May 2019 At 05:51 CDT, SCP-4420 ceased all anomalous growth and displayed signs of accelerated decomposition. SCP-4420 has been reclassified as NEUTRALIZED. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4420" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4420. 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-4420	neutralized	SCP-4420 By: Lt Flops Published on 20 Aug 2018 08:59 ▷ Show Code ◁ △ Hide Code △ @import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Montserrat:wght@600;700&display=swap); /* Centered Header Sigma * [2021 Wikidot Component] * By Lt Flops (CC BY-SA 3.0) * Forked from: * Penumbra Theme by EstrellaYoshte * Also based on: * Centered Header BHL by Woedenaz */ / ---- VARS ---- / :root{ --titleColor: hsl(0, 0%, 95%); --subtitleColor: hsl(60, 62%, 85%); --lgurl: url(https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/component:pride-highlighter/lgbtqp_logo.svg); } / ---- SITE BANNER ---- / #header, div#header{ background-image: none; } #header::before{ position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; content: ""; background-image: var(--lgurl); background-position: center top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: auto 9em; opacity: .33; } #header h1, #header h2{ float: none; margin-left: 0; text-align: center; } #header h1 span, #header h2 span{ / Hide the Existing Text / display: none; } #header h1 a::before, #header h2::before{ / Style the New Text / font-family: "Montserrat", "Arial", sans-serif; text-shadow: none; } #header h1 a::before{ position: relative; bottom: .15em; color: var(--titleColor); font-size: 115%; font-weight: 700; } #header h2::before{ position: relative; top: .1em; color: var(--subtitleColor); font-size: 130%; font-weight: 600; } #header h1 a::before{ / Set the New Text's Content From Variable / content: var(--header-title, "SCP FOUNDATION"); } #header h2::before{ content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT"); } / ---- SEARCH ---- / #search-top-box{ top: 1em; right: 0; } #search-top-box-form input.button{ margin-right: 0; } #search-top-box-input, #search-top-box-input:hover, #search-top-box-input:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit], #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus{ border-radius: 0; box-shadow: none; font-size: 100%; } / ---- TOP BAR ---- / #top-bar{ right: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #top-bar ul li ul{ border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 40%); box-shadow: none; } / ---- LOGIN ---- / #login-status{ top: 1.1em; right: initial; color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); } #account-topbutton{ border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); font-size: 100%; } / ---- PAGE TITLE ---- / .meta-title, #page-title{ text-align: center; } / ---- BREADCRUMBS ---- / .pseudocrumbs, #breadcrumbs{ text-align: center; } / ---- MOBILE DISPLAY ---- */ @media (max-width: 767px){ #search-top-box{ top: 1.85em; width: unset; } .mobile-top-bar{ position: relative; left: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #login-status{ top: 0; right: 0; } #header .printuser{ font-size: 0; } #header .printuser img.small{ margin: 0; transform: translate(6px, 4px); } #my-account{ display: none; } #account-topbutton{ margin-left: 2px; } } SCP-4420 By: Lt Flops Published on 20 Aug 2018 08:59 « Audio Version » SCP-4420: A Potato Thirst Author: Lt Flops Published on 20 Aug 2018 This article is set in the Apotheosis canon. 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Co-Author Rating KindlyTurtleClem +284 SCP-4428 Dr. Michaels - Dr. Michaels is not in danger. Co-Author Rating Henzoid +479 SCP-4475 - So Long, and Thanks for All the Milk Co-Author Rating KindlyTurtleClem +176 SCP-4519 - Carl Sagan, Godhead Co-Author Rating NatVoltaic +175 SCP-4795 - Feathered F(r)iends Co-Author Rating Mew-ltiverse +124 SCP-6447 - Sinners' Symphony Co-Author Rating Elunerazim & Others +54 SCP-6481 - Nipple Centipedes Co-Author Rating Ellie3 +107 SCP-6705 - The Bicameral Milk Co-Author Rating LordStonefish +87 SCP-6830 - Oops! All Atens! Co-Author Rating AriadnesThread +92 SCP-7010 - We Will Endure Co-Author Rating Stormbreath +161 Co-Authored Tales Avian Anthology I Co-Author Rating Team Bird +75 Avian Anthology II Co-Author Rating Team Bird +93 Land Of Honey Co-Author Rating KindlyTurtleClem +111 Snippets of an Unveiled World Co-Author Rating Nykacolaquantum & Others +298 Co-Authored GOI Formats The Sacred Djehuti Co-Author Rating Ayers +134 GRANT REQUEST FOR THE RE-CREATION OF AN ADVANCED POSTMORTEM NEURAL PRESERVATION SYSTEM Co-Author Rating Uncle Nicolini +61 Critter Profile: Bartholomew! Co-Author Rating KindlyTurtleClem +135 Co-Authored Hubs Team Bird Hub Co-Author Rating notgull +244 A Non-Prophet Organization Hub Co-Author Rating Uncle Nicolini +114 I, Hub (April Fools) Co-Author Rating Elenee FishTruck & Others +100 SPC Hub Co-Author Rating PeppersGhost, MrWrong, & LORDXVNV +181 Milk Hub Co-Author Rating LORDXVNV +82 Other Co-Authored Pages A Semi-Comprehensive List of Foundation Departments Co-Author Rating TopDownUnder & Dr Moned +235 Wanderers' Library Entries Page Page Info Lampyra, the Watcher Wanderers' Library Author Page Cave Story 2020 Wanderers' Depths Contest, First Place Interplanetary Colonization 2021 Scavenger Hunt Contest I'll Take You to the Parashops 2021 Scavenger Hunt Contest Talk of the Town Last Light Canon The Foolish One 2021 WanderCon ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} DISPLAYING ARCHIVED DOCUMENTATION SCP-4420 ITEM: SCP-4420 LEVEL 2/4420 CLASS: euclid restricted DISRUPTION CLASS: keneq SCP-4420. Image captured from a 50-metre safe distance. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4420 is situated in a secure position in the Site-82 Arboretum. Tentative Containment Module #819 regulates the entrance to an artificial pocket dimension large enough to confine SCP-4420. Containment technicians have installed four synchronized Scranton–Marlowe Topology Stabilizers, which maintain dimensional stability inside the module. Description: SCP-4420 is a red Idaho potato with a current mass of 400 million kg and external dimensions of 150 metres by 65 metres by 55 metres. SCP-4420 displays the following ectoentropic properties: SCP-4420 responds to moisture shrinkage (~5% every two weeks) by generating a new amount of moist potato matter. During this event, a random Idaho citizen's drinking water transforms into starch-rich potato-flavoured water, which grants the ability to commune with potatoes for 3 to 10 hr after consumption. Exposure to electromagnetic radiation in the human visual spectrum (λ = 400 nm to 700 nm) produces potato matter of a randomized form. This matter relates to potatoes at various conceptual levels, be that immediate or vague. The new matter grows alongside SCP-4420 and attaches itself via esoteric means beyond current agricultural understanding. Observed forms include: Any variation of the 5 000 potato varieties grown globally.1 Types of cooked potatoes such as mashed potatoes, French fries, and potato chips. 1996 Idaho County Junior League Potato Sack Race champion Michelle Brown, age 6. A species of Jerusalem cricket (colloquially known as the potato bug) composed of sweet potato. These insects have infested ~8% of SCP-4420 to date. Memetic ennui affecting 10% of persons within a 5-km radius. SCP-4420 displays evident immunity to decay. SCP-4420 consumes most organic irregularities almost immediately after their growth, and produces healthy potato matter in their place. SCP-4420 consumes food and organic waste within 20 metres of its surface. Any nearby organic material transforms into a potato tuber of equal mass and teleports into SCP-4420. This includes small animals up to 5 kg in mass. As of current documentation, SCP-4420 has been growing for 22 years. Footnotes 1. Including other anomalous potatoes like SCP-3342. UPDATES I. 10 May 2019 Field researchers discovered foreign fluid with trace amounts of thaumic contaminants in the local groundwater. The Site-82 Operations Command Office initiated Mandate 3731-Ov91, which calls for immediate lockdown and destruction of foreign substances. Security staff considered the lockdown successful within the hour. Because of its containment location, however, SCP-4420 remained unaccounted for. At 21:51 CDT, SCP-4420 absorbed thaumic fluids and developed sapience lasting for 32 hours. During this time, it displayed the ability to manipulate informational constructs. SCP-4420 then disseminated 362 SMS messages to on-site staff. A series of received messages is as follows. can you see me pls look at me im big look at me do you think im pretty is that what i rly look like no way is that how you see me ☹️ you cant see me like this im not good enough am i not for you how could i be leave me alone im a monster im sorry i look this way II. 12 May 2019 At 05:51 CDT, SCP-4420 ceased all anomalous growth and displayed signs of accelerated decomposition. SCP-4420 has been reclassified as NEUTRALIZED. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4420" by Lt Flops, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4420. 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-4421	safe	3/4421 LEVEL 3/4421 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4421 safe Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned MTF Site-93 Dr. Stanley Arthur Dr. Franco Tonnelier MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") Special Containment Procedures SCP-4421 archival image As of January 3, 1983, SCP-4421 is no longer in containment due to the continuing agreement between the Foundation and the leadership of LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre"). In the event that SCP-4421 should be recontained, MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") should be activated for retrieval, due to their familiarity with LoI-504 and its occupants. Foundation assets in the New Orleans and greater Louisiana area should be alerted to the ongoing "relationship" with LoI-504, and to be on the look out for any violations of the agreement. Should such a violation occur, the asset should report directly to Site-93 command for debriefing. Anomalous traffic in and out of the New Orleans area, principally the French Quarter, should be monitored for the presence of restricted persons of interest or individuals associated with Level-3 GoI. A GPS tracking device was initially attached to SCP-4421, but it ceased to function shortly after it was returned to PoI-504-L ("Papa Legba"). Its last known location was Jackson Square in the French Quarter district of New Orleans, LA. It is assumed that SCP-4421 is still localized to that area, or to the Way-locked Nexus of LoI-504. + Archived SCP-4421 Containment Procedures - Close SCP-4421 should be contained in a standard lead-lined containment locker at Reliquary Site-76. Due to the nature of SCP-4421, under no circumstances is any Hoodoo practitioner or Voodoo adherent to be allowed within a 100m exclusion zone around the containment area. In the event of intrusion of a practitioner into the exclusion zone, on-site security should treat them as instances of SCP-4421-1, and utilize any and all force necessary to prevent access to SCP-4421. Any researchers wishing to study SCP-4421 or utilize SCP-4421 in the study of other objects must fail the Faith, Ecclesiastic, and Religious index with a maximum FEaR rating of 3. Description SCP-4421 is a highly ornate walking cane topped with an intricately carved depiction of one of several different animals1. The carvings along the shaft of the cane have also been observed to shift and change, but most often depict various pictographic renditions of the transatlantic slave trade. The cane itself appears to have been hand carved from a dark colored wood, largely resembling wenge2. This is an educated hypothesis, as testing on the wood itself has largely been inconclusive due to the high levels of Akiva radiation produced by the artifact. Due to the Akiva radiation and the nature of the previous owner of SCP-4421, it has been classified as a Class 3 Religious Artifact. Discovery SCP-4421 was initially recovered on March 3, 1982. Embedded Foundation assets alerted Louisiana regional Command that a Global Occult Coalition killsquad had been activated and sent to New Orleans to neutralize a Class 3 anomalous entity. Foundation assets were mobilized to assist in containing the anticipated fallout from the confrontation. MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") Alpha Squad was activated and sent to monitor the conflict directly. + Transcript of Incident 4421.inc.01 - Hide Transcript Incident Video Log Transcript Date: 1982/03/03 @ 21:02 Monitoring Team: MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") Operational directive: Observe incident & direct containment efforts. Team Lead: Lt. Major Francois Arnaud, "Alpha" [BEGIN LOG] Alpha: Keep it tight, everyone. The crowds are just getting started, so stay close. <The video pans as Maj. Arnaud glances about his team. The crowd around them is loud and in the early stages of the Mardi Gras celebration> Delta: The Gockers are going after someone in this mess? They must really want this guy if they're willing to risk this many civvies. Beta: Or they just don't fucking care. Alpha: Can it. We're working with them now, remember? We may not agree with their methods, but the O5s have decided that we're to play nice. We're C&C on this one, so we shouldn't be facing anything nasty directly. Delta: <Under her breath> For once. Alpha: I heard that, Chalmers. More importantly, it's being recorded. <The team moves through the crowd for several minutes, Maj. Arnaud's viewpoint shifting as he attempts to locate the target. After a few minutes, the team steps out into Jackson Square.> Beta: Eyes on, Major. Denim overalls, straw hat, cane. Far side of the outer ring. He's talking with that grunge band. <Maj. Arnaud's view settles briefly on an older-looking black man dressed as described chatting amicably with a group of street musicians set up off to the side of the outer ring.> Alpha: Copy. I see him. Look to the buildings, that's where the GOC teams usually- <A shot rings out, interrupting the Major. His viewpoint rapidly shifts as he ducks low, swinging jerkily towards the central spire and the group of musicians. The man in the straw hat is down, and all but two of the musicians are scattering.> Alpha: Shooter's in St. Louis' church. Target is down, I repeat, target is do- Beta: Uh, not quite, Major. <Maj. Arnaud's view shifts back to the target in time to see him climbing to his feet. A large hole has been torn in the back of his overalls, and the viewpoint allows the watcher to clearly see one of the musicians through the body of the older man> Delta: Fuck me, how is that bas- <The old man stamps his cane down hard on the ground next to him, and the flagstones ripple at the point of impact. Black smoke pours from around the outstretched palm of the old man, and the pale figure of another man can be seen streaking through the smoke towards the St. Louis steeple.> Alpha: Bender! The Bonfield-Carizza's not detecting any Hume flux, it's gotta be Akiva. Beta: It's a Black? Fuck this, they didn't prep us for a goddamn Black. Alpha: Stay low, get the civvies out of here. Command! Code Gamma-Black. I repeat, Code Gamma-Black. <The musician has finished helping the old man to his feet, as another several more shots ring out across the square. A GOC contact team can be seen advancing upon the two musicians and the old man. One of the musicians, a 7-foot tall man dressing like some grungy, singed cowboy, suddenly shimmers and bursts into flame. With a roar, it flings several gouts of flame towards the GOC operatives, catching two of them in coronas of liquid fire.> Alpha: Command, they're fighting back. Get a full-scale response team here quickly, if there're any Alpha Omega elements nearby that would be best. Jackson Square is mostly clear- <A large explosion interrupts him, and the Major's viewpoint shifts back towards the old man. Roiling black clouds of smoke has enveloped him and the attacking GOC team. Flashes of gunfire can be seen within the occluding smoke, and then nothing.> Beta: What the hell was that? Alpha: Anyone have eyes on those Gockers? Delta, sweep left. Gamma, check the church. Beta, with me. <Maj. Arnaud stands and heads towards the dissipating smoke. Several GOC operatives can be seen sprawled across the stones, their black body armor mangled and smoking.> Beta: Don't often see the GOC boys on the losing end of things. Alpha: No kidding. Do you see the target? <The view sweeps left and right for a few moments showing only several damaged instruments and the bodies of the GOC operatives.> Delta: Nothing here, Major. Gamma: Major, the whole top of the goddamn church is… I'm not going up there, Major. Alpha: Heard. Command, situation appears to be quieting. No sight of target, multiple GOC casualties. Beta: Hey, check this out. <Maj. Arnaud's view shifts back towards Beta, where he can be seen squatting next to the old man's cane.> Alpha: Right. Command, send a retrieval team. Assume the artifact is still hot. Afterword: The contact and retrieval teams arrived minutes later to stabilize the situation. Several Amnerosol dispersal units were dispatched, and cover story Epsilon Omicron 6 ("Gas Explosion") was disseminated to the local press. SCP-4421 was retrieved by an Artifact Containment Team and transported to Site-76 for study. [END LOG] On March 21, 1982, a letter was received at Site-76 addressed to the head researcher assigned to SCP-4421. + Letter posted to Dr. Tonnelier - Hide letter La Rue Macabre Dr. Tonnelier, I understand that you are currently in possession of something that doesn't belong to you. Now, I understand that it isn't up to you whether or not you keep my cane, but that is being handled elsewhere. Instead, as a show of good faith to your O5s, I'd tell you a bit about it. Of course, it's not entirely altruistic, but I'm sure you will understand. That stick is the manifestation of the desire for a Way. The uncounted dreams of the many seeking freedom, or a place to call home, or to simply be, without the worry that someone like you Jailors will come a'knockin'. For over two hundred years I, (with the help of such fine folks as the two men your Agents met the other day) have kept the Way open to those folk that ain't got no where else to go. The oppressed, the repressed, the downtrodden. When the white devils took my people across the water, I and Nancy was with them. They called to us here, within the swamp, and we answered. Eventually, we met Cotton and the Fonteyns, and they lent a hand. We five helped them build a new place, a new home, we helped them to escape. We helped the Railroad, and we operate our station still for those who would be oppressed. My stick helps me do that, by opening the Way, by helping us navigate in and out La Rue Macabre when and where we need. You're from the Bayou, Franco. You have more'n a little swampwater in your veins, even though you've moved so far away. You grew up the tales of voodoo men and swampwater gods. Of the Old Ones that came over in cramped and stinking boats carrying your ancestors to a new shore. Once you joined the Foundation, you knew there was more to those myths than most believed. The others and I? We still keep those myths only myths. We give them a home, and they stay there. We keep them out of your hair, and we keep them safe. That stick helps me do that, and without it… I'm sure even the Traitors wouldn't want the streets in New Orleans to be flooded by more anomalies. Yours Sincerely, Papa Legba On April 21, 1982, the O5 Council ordered the upgrade of New Orleans Field Station-93 to a full Site under the directorship of Dr. Stanley Arthur. Dr. Franco Tonnelier has been transferred to Site-93 along with SCP-4421 to continue research into the artifact. Addendum The following is classified O5/4421. Please enter credentials to continue. Credentials accepted. Proceed. NOTICE FROM THE OVERSIGHT COMMITTEE The agreement between the Foundation and LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre") shall be maintained nowhere other than this file. Due to ongoing operations with the Global Occult Coalition, all effort necessary will be utilized in order to maintain the secrecy of this agreement. Unauthorized release of information will be disavowed & the perpetrator of such an act will be subject to summary punishment up to and possibly including termination. - O5-█ Interview Video Log Transcript Date: 1982/04/10 @ 11:02 Interviewer: O5-█ Interviewed: PoI-504A ("Papa Legba") Foreword: The details on where this interview took place and the circumstances leading up to the interview have been expunged. From the video recording, the interview was conducted in a non-descript room in an undisclosed location. PoI-504A is sitting at ease across the table from someone out of the camera's field of view. [BEGIN LOG] O5-█: The details of your proposal have merit, Mr. Legba. If we may, I'd like to go over them again just so that we have an official record. PoI-504A: Of course, [DATA EXPUNGED]. I'd be happy to. O5-█: We are discussing a tentative arrangement between the Foundation and the whole of La Rue Macabre. PoI-504A: That is correct. The main gist of what I'm suggestin' is that La Rue become a kind of "neutral ground". I believe y'all call them 'Free Ports?' We keep the riff raff of our part of the anomalous world outta your hair, an' you folks stay outta our bidness. O5-█: We have a lot of secured sites, Mr. Legba. How would this be any better than our coming in and just securing all of you? PoI-504A: <chuckling> I'm thinkin' that'd be a lot more difficult than you expect. Plus, it'd cost ya a fair amount of resources. Nah, what y'all really want is to protect' the normals from people like me. Me an' mine ain't all that into carin' about what they's into, nor do we care all that much about int'ractin' with 'em. We gots us a place, an' we're likely t'stay there. No dollas spent by you, no wasted resources keepin' us in a place we want to stay in anyway. O5-█: So, in effect, you would be containing them on our behalf? PoI-504A: Nah, not 'xactly. Moreso we'd keep a place for 'em, and we'd not spill out overmuch into N'awlins. The Quarter's already a weird place, have you forgot[DATA EXPUNGED]. Most of us fit right in down there, unnoticed. We jus' be keepin' it that way. There's a damn sight more of us 'n you realize, already shacked up in La Rue. O5-█: I see. Very well, Mr. Legba. I'll present your argument to the others and we'll see what happens. PoI-504A: Fair 'nuff. [END LOG] On the matter of the agreement with LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre") Yes No Abstain O5-1 O5-2 O5-3 O5-4 O5-5 O5-6 O5-7 O5-8 O5-9 O5-10 O5-11 O5-12 O5-13 Motion passes with 9 for, 2 against, and 2 abstention. Administrator sustains, with the added proviso that this agreement be re-classified O5/4421. In Agreement By Agreement Between The SCP Foundation and La Rue Macabre Preamble The undersigned, O5-1 representing the O5 Counsel of the SCP Foundation, on the one hand, and Papa Legba, representing the collective unincorporated residential district of La Rue Macabre, in the interest of creating a stable peace between our two entities, and to create a lasting zone of neutrality for persons of an anomalous nature, do individually, collectively, and mutually agree to accept and to be bound and governed by the conditions and terms of armistice set forth in the following articles and paragraphs, which said conditions and terms are intended to pertain solely to the region in and around New Orleans, LA and the La Rue Macabre Nexus: Article I The Demarcation Line and Zone of Neutrality 1. A demarcation line shall be fixed and both sides shall… [The text of this agreement has been truncated for ease of reference. The entirety of this document is available upon request] In brief, this agreement outlines the region of effect in which this agreement applies, and designates La Rue Macabre a "safe zone" wherein anomalous persons or entities can reside without interference by the Foundation. In return, the leadership of La Rue Macabre agree to maintain the Veil protocols to the best of their ability in and around New Orleans and to restrict overt use of their anomalous abilities to within the confines of La Rue Macabre. Additionally, this agreement outlines what constitutes a breach of this agreement and options to rectify such a breach by either party. [The remainder of this document has been omitted for brevity] Footnotes 1. Most often depicting a member of the Canis familiaris Canidae subfamily. 2. A product of the Millettia laurentii species of West African megaflora.
SCP-4421	uncontained	3/4421 LEVEL 3/4421 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-4421 safe Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned MTF Site-93 Dr. Stanley Arthur Dr. Franco Tonnelier MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") Special Containment Procedures SCP-4421 archival image As of January 3, 1983, SCP-4421 is no longer in containment due to the continuing agreement between the Foundation and the leadership of LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre"). In the event that SCP-4421 should be recontained, MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") should be activated for retrieval, due to their familiarity with LoI-504 and its occupants. Foundation assets in the New Orleans and greater Louisiana area should be alerted to the ongoing "relationship" with LoI-504, and to be on the look out for any violations of the agreement. Should such a violation occur, the asset should report directly to Site-93 command for debriefing. Anomalous traffic in and out of the New Orleans area, principally the French Quarter, should be monitored for the presence of restricted persons of interest or individuals associated with Level-3 GoI. A GPS tracking device was initially attached to SCP-4421, but it ceased to function shortly after it was returned to PoI-504-L ("Papa Legba"). Its last known location was Jackson Square in the French Quarter district of New Orleans, LA. It is assumed that SCP-4421 is still localized to that area, or to the Way-locked Nexus of LoI-504. + Archived SCP-4421 Containment Procedures - Close SCP-4421 should be contained in a standard lead-lined containment locker at Reliquary Site-76. Due to the nature of SCP-4421, under no circumstances is any Hoodoo practitioner or Voodoo adherent to be allowed within a 100m exclusion zone around the containment area. In the event of intrusion of a practitioner into the exclusion zone, on-site security should treat them as instances of SCP-4421-1, and utilize any and all force necessary to prevent access to SCP-4421. Any researchers wishing to study SCP-4421 or utilize SCP-4421 in the study of other objects must fail the Faith, Ecclesiastic, and Religious index with a maximum FEaR rating of 3. Description SCP-4421 is a highly ornate walking cane topped with an intricately carved depiction of one of several different animals1. The carvings along the shaft of the cane have also been observed to shift and change, but most often depict various pictographic renditions of the transatlantic slave trade. The cane itself appears to have been hand carved from a dark colored wood, largely resembling wenge2. This is an educated hypothesis, as testing on the wood itself has largely been inconclusive due to the high levels of Akiva radiation produced by the artifact. Due to the Akiva radiation and the nature of the previous owner of SCP-4421, it has been classified as a Class 3 Religious Artifact. Discovery SCP-4421 was initially recovered on March 3, 1982. Embedded Foundation assets alerted Louisiana regional Command that a Global Occult Coalition killsquad had been activated and sent to New Orleans to neutralize a Class 3 anomalous entity. Foundation assets were mobilized to assist in containing the anticipated fallout from the confrontation. MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") Alpha Squad was activated and sent to monitor the conflict directly. + Transcript of Incident 4421.inc.01 - Hide Transcript Incident Video Log Transcript Date: 1982/03/03 @ 21:02 Monitoring Team: MTF Beta-2 ("Bayou Boys") Operational directive: Observe incident & direct containment efforts. Team Lead: Lt. Major Francois Arnaud, "Alpha" [BEGIN LOG] Alpha: Keep it tight, everyone. The crowds are just getting started, so stay close. <The video pans as Maj. Arnaud glances about his team. The crowd around them is loud and in the early stages of the Mardi Gras celebration> Delta: The Gockers are going after someone in this mess? They must really want this guy if they're willing to risk this many civvies. Beta: Or they just don't fucking care. Alpha: Can it. We're working with them now, remember? We may not agree with their methods, but the O5s have decided that we're to play nice. We're C&C on this one, so we shouldn't be facing anything nasty directly. Delta: <Under her breath> For once. Alpha: I heard that, Chalmers. More importantly, it's being recorded. <The team moves through the crowd for several minutes, Maj. Arnaud's viewpoint shifting as he attempts to locate the target. After a few minutes, the team steps out into Jackson Square.> Beta: Eyes on, Major. Denim overalls, straw hat, cane. Far side of the outer ring. He's talking with that grunge band. <Maj. Arnaud's view settles briefly on an older-looking black man dressed as described chatting amicably with a group of street musicians set up off to the side of the outer ring.> Alpha: Copy. I see him. Look to the buildings, that's where the GOC teams usually- <A shot rings out, interrupting the Major. His viewpoint rapidly shifts as he ducks low, swinging jerkily towards the central spire and the group of musicians. The man in the straw hat is down, and all but two of the musicians are scattering.> Alpha: Shooter's in St. Louis' church. Target is down, I repeat, target is do- Beta: Uh, not quite, Major. <Maj. Arnaud's view shifts back to the target in time to see him climbing to his feet. A large hole has been torn in the back of his overalls, and the viewpoint allows the watcher to clearly see one of the musicians through the body of the older man> Delta: Fuck me, how is that bas- <The old man stamps his cane down hard on the ground next to him, and the flagstones ripple at the point of impact. Black smoke pours from around the outstretched palm of the old man, and the pale figure of another man can be seen streaking through the smoke towards the St. Louis steeple.> Alpha: Bender! The Bonfield-Carizza's not detecting any Hume flux, it's gotta be Akiva. Beta: It's a Black? Fuck this, they didn't prep us for a goddamn Black. Alpha: Stay low, get the civvies out of here. Command! Code Gamma-Black. I repeat, Code Gamma-Black. <The musician has finished helping the old man to his feet, as another several more shots ring out across the square. A GOC contact team can be seen advancing upon the two musicians and the old man. One of the musicians, a 7-foot tall man dressing like some grungy, singed cowboy, suddenly shimmers and bursts into flame. With a roar, it flings several gouts of flame towards the GOC operatives, catching two of them in coronas of liquid fire.> Alpha: Command, they're fighting back. Get a full-scale response team here quickly, if there're any Alpha Omega elements nearby that would be best. Jackson Square is mostly clear- <A large explosion interrupts him, and the Major's viewpoint shifts back towards the old man. Roiling black clouds of smoke has enveloped him and the attacking GOC team. Flashes of gunfire can be seen within the occluding smoke, and then nothing.> Beta: What the hell was that? Alpha: Anyone have eyes on those Gockers? Delta, sweep left. Gamma, check the church. Beta, with me. <Maj. Arnaud stands and heads towards the dissipating smoke. Several GOC operatives can be seen sprawled across the stones, their black body armor mangled and smoking.> Beta: Don't often see the GOC boys on the losing end of things. Alpha: No kidding. Do you see the target? <The view sweeps left and right for a few moments showing only several damaged instruments and the bodies of the GOC operatives.> Delta: Nothing here, Major. Gamma: Major, the whole top of the goddamn church is… I'm not going up there, Major. Alpha: Heard. Command, situation appears to be quieting. No sight of target, multiple GOC casualties. Beta: Hey, check this out. <Maj. Arnaud's view shifts back towards Beta, where he can be seen squatting next to the old man's cane.> Alpha: Right. Command, send a retrieval team. Assume the artifact is still hot. Afterword: The contact and retrieval teams arrived minutes later to stabilize the situation. Several Amnerosol dispersal units were dispatched, and cover story Epsilon Omicron 6 ("Gas Explosion") was disseminated to the local press. SCP-4421 was retrieved by an Artifact Containment Team and transported to Site-76 for study. [END LOG] On March 21, 1982, a letter was received at Site-76 addressed to the head researcher assigned to SCP-4421. + Letter posted to Dr. Tonnelier - Hide letter La Rue Macabre Dr. Tonnelier, I understand that you are currently in possession of something that doesn't belong to you. Now, I understand that it isn't up to you whether or not you keep my cane, but that is being handled elsewhere. Instead, as a show of good faith to your O5s, I'd tell you a bit about it. Of course, it's not entirely altruistic, but I'm sure you will understand. That stick is the manifestation of the desire for a Way. The uncounted dreams of the many seeking freedom, or a place to call home, or to simply be, without the worry that someone like you Jailors will come a'knockin'. For over two hundred years I, (with the help of such fine folks as the two men your Agents met the other day) have kept the Way open to those folk that ain't got no where else to go. The oppressed, the repressed, the downtrodden. When the white devils took my people across the water, I and Nancy was with them. They called to us here, within the swamp, and we answered. Eventually, we met Cotton and the Fonteyns, and they lent a hand. We five helped them build a new place, a new home, we helped them to escape. We helped the Railroad, and we operate our station still for those who would be oppressed. My stick helps me do that, by opening the Way, by helping us navigate in and out La Rue Macabre when and where we need. You're from the Bayou, Franco. You have more'n a little swampwater in your veins, even though you've moved so far away. You grew up the tales of voodoo men and swampwater gods. Of the Old Ones that came over in cramped and stinking boats carrying your ancestors to a new shore. Once you joined the Foundation, you knew there was more to those myths than most believed. The others and I? We still keep those myths only myths. We give them a home, and they stay there. We keep them out of your hair, and we keep them safe. That stick helps me do that, and without it… I'm sure even the Traitors wouldn't want the streets in New Orleans to be flooded by more anomalies. Yours Sincerely, Papa Legba On April 21, 1982, the O5 Council ordered the upgrade of New Orleans Field Station-93 to a full Site under the directorship of Dr. Stanley Arthur. Dr. Franco Tonnelier has been transferred to Site-93 along with SCP-4421 to continue research into the artifact. Addendum The following is classified O5/4421. Please enter credentials to continue. Credentials accepted. Proceed. NOTICE FROM THE OVERSIGHT COMMITTEE The agreement between the Foundation and LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre") shall be maintained nowhere other than this file. Due to ongoing operations with the Global Occult Coalition, all effort necessary will be utilized in order to maintain the secrecy of this agreement. Unauthorized release of information will be disavowed & the perpetrator of such an act will be subject to summary punishment up to and possibly including termination. - O5-█ Interview Video Log Transcript Date: 1982/04/10 @ 11:02 Interviewer: O5-█ Interviewed: PoI-504A ("Papa Legba") Foreword: The details on where this interview took place and the circumstances leading up to the interview have been expunged. From the video recording, the interview was conducted in a non-descript room in an undisclosed location. PoI-504A is sitting at ease across the table from someone out of the camera's field of view. [BEGIN LOG] O5-█: The details of your proposal have merit, Mr. Legba. If we may, I'd like to go over them again just so that we have an official record. PoI-504A: Of course, [DATA EXPUNGED]. I'd be happy to. O5-█: We are discussing a tentative arrangement between the Foundation and the whole of La Rue Macabre. PoI-504A: That is correct. The main gist of what I'm suggestin' is that La Rue become a kind of "neutral ground". I believe y'all call them 'Free Ports?' We keep the riff raff of our part of the anomalous world outta your hair, an' you folks stay outta our bidness. O5-█: We have a lot of secured sites, Mr. Legba. How would this be any better than our coming in and just securing all of you? PoI-504A: <chuckling> I'm thinkin' that'd be a lot more difficult than you expect. Plus, it'd cost ya a fair amount of resources. Nah, what y'all really want is to protect' the normals from people like me. Me an' mine ain't all that into carin' about what they's into, nor do we care all that much about int'ractin' with 'em. We gots us a place, an' we're likely t'stay there. No dollas spent by you, no wasted resources keepin' us in a place we want to stay in anyway. O5-█: So, in effect, you would be containing them on our behalf? PoI-504A: Nah, not 'xactly. Moreso we'd keep a place for 'em, and we'd not spill out overmuch into N'awlins. The Quarter's already a weird place, have you forgot[DATA EXPUNGED]. Most of us fit right in down there, unnoticed. We jus' be keepin' it that way. There's a damn sight more of us 'n you realize, already shacked up in La Rue. O5-█: I see. Very well, Mr. Legba. I'll present your argument to the others and we'll see what happens. PoI-504A: Fair 'nuff. [END LOG] On the matter of the agreement with LoI-504 ("La Rue Macabre") Yes No Abstain O5-1 O5-2 O5-3 O5-4 O5-5 O5-6 O5-7 O5-8 O5-9 O5-10 O5-11 O5-12 O5-13 Motion passes with 9 for, 2 against, and 2 abstention. Administrator sustains, with the added proviso that this agreement be re-classified O5/4421. In Agreement By Agreement Between The SCP Foundation and La Rue Macabre Preamble The undersigned, O5-1 representing the O5 Counsel of the SCP Foundation, on the one hand, and Papa Legba, representing the collective unincorporated residential district of La Rue Macabre, in the interest of creating a stable peace between our two entities, and to create a lasting zone of neutrality for persons of an anomalous nature, do individually, collectively, and mutually agree to accept and to be bound and governed by the conditions and terms of armistice set forth in the following articles and paragraphs, which said conditions and terms are intended to pertain solely to the region in and around New Orleans, LA and the La Rue Macabre Nexus: Article I The Demarcation Line and Zone of Neutrality 1. A demarcation line shall be fixed and both sides shall… [The text of this agreement has been truncated for ease of reference. The entirety of this document is available upon request] In brief, this agreement outlines the region of effect in which this agreement applies, and designates La Rue Macabre a "safe zone" wherein anomalous persons or entities can reside without interference by the Foundation. In return, the leadership of La Rue Macabre agree to maintain the Veil protocols to the best of their ability in and around New Orleans and to restrict overt use of their anomalous abilities to within the confines of La Rue Macabre. Additionally, this agreement outlines what constitutes a breach of this agreement and options to rectify such a breach by either party. [The remainder of this document has been omitted for brevity] Footnotes 1. Most often depicting a member of the Canis familiaris Canidae subfamily. 2. A product of the Millettia laurentii species of West African megaflora.
SCP-4422	safe	Site-4422. Item #: SCP-4422 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4422 is contained at its place of discovery, now designated Site-4422. As Site-4422 is able to function as an ordinary power generation facility, its continued operation serves the dual purpose of providing cover for Foundation activity at the Site and supplying power to SCP-4422 and Foundation facilities in the region. 25 auxiliary staff have been assigned to routine operation of the facility, under the guise of local energy authority employees. The lower basement level of Site-4422 housing SCP-4422 itself is restricted to the immediate research team and security personnel. Staff in this area require training in basic chemical and hazardous gas safety protocols and emergency procedures.1 Entry into the main SCP-4422 chamber requires the use of Level A hazmat gear. SCP-4422 is to be monitored at all times, with both automated and manual systems in place for the safe venting of hazardous gases. Use of SCP-4422 requires a formal proposal signed by two senior members of the research team and Level 4 staff approval. No items or persons with causality or temporality-affecting properties are to be brought into the vicinity under any circumstances. UPDATE: As a result of Incident 4422-1, safety standards for the Site-4422 basement level and SCP-4422 have been significantly revised. The maintenance airlock system has been redesigned to incorporate a shielded access airlock with 5-ton blast doors and the main tank walls reinforced. In addition, the basement ventilation system now incorporates emergency sealants capable of isolating the level from the remainder of the facility. Chemical and hazardous gas emergency procedures and rapid access to breathing apparatus are now required for all levels of Site-4422. Description: SCP-4422 is a machine in the basement level of Site-4422, formerly the Lomberg Power Station in Ohio, USA. It fills the majority of the underground space and consists of the following key components: Outer view of SCP-4422 towards access airlock, with under-maintenance solenoid in foreground. a central gas storage tank with capacity of approximately 500,000 L, accessible by a maintenance airlock system piping to the above-ground exhaust chimneys of Site-4422, feeding exhaust gases into the tank a controlled venting system leading to a secondary above-ground exhaust system secondary internal gas injection systems for the purposes of testing and experimentation 50 linear particle accelerators of 40 m length each, arranged in circular formation around the tank walls switchable cold-cathode and ECR ion source particle emitters, designed to allow for the uniform bombardment of the tank contents with either electrons or protons 50 tachyon field emitters similar to those found in SCP-3091, alternating with the particle accelerators a 10,000 ton solenoid magnet encircling the tank, with field strength of up to 3 teslas associated control, power and thermoregulation systems SCP-4422 particle accelerator, #14. Sustained particle bombardment of substances within the tank while the tachyon fields are active temporally displaces substances within the tank into the past or future. Use of electrons in the linear accelerators causes past displacement, while use of protons causes future displacement. The solenoid field strength determines the magnitude of the displacement; at maximum power, the tank contents are displaced approximately 800 years into the past or future. SCP-4422 only affects substances in a gaseous state. The mechanism behind this is poorly understood, but is hypothesised to be due to the stability and stronger intermolecular forces of liquids and solids temporally 'anchoring' substances. Experimentation and modelling suggests displacement of liquids and solids is theoretically possible using SCP-4422 or a similar device, but would require over 100,000 times its current power consumption, and the apparatus used in SCP-4422 is not rated to withstand the excess heat that would be generated during this process. While SCP-4422 was primarily a proof-of-concept, it is effective in its intended function as a means of carbon emission disposal for the power station. Carbon dioxide scrubbers (modified, but consistent with non-anomalous technology available in the 1990s) have been installed in the exhaust chimneys of Site-4422, and carbon dioxide is piped directly from the chimneys into the central tank. Gases are theoretically vented through the secondary exhaust system. This is rarely observed directly given the properties of SCP-4422, but elevated local carbon dioxide concentrations in the vicinity of the secondary exhausts are likely a result of past SCP-4422 use. Past-direction displacement of SCP-4422's contents results in their reappearance in the main tank at a past date until the venting system is engaged. Given the potential for accidents as a result of unforeseen gases materialising in the tank, past-direction displacement of industrial quantities of gases was halted in 1999. SCP-4422 exhaust systems in operation. SCP-4422 was developed by Prometheus Labs, in the course of their activities relating to SCP-2308, and was considered one of their most promising temporal projects. Although it was initially conceived as a general-purpose temporal displacement device, Prometheus were unable to overcome the limitations in displacement of solids and were forced to consider more restricted applications. They purchased the Lomberg plant from American Electric Power in 1985 and continued development on SCP-4422 from that time until 1991. SCP-4422 meets net zero emissions standards (albeit in the present day only) for the plant at competitive running costs; SCP-4422's energy requirements of 150 to 300 MW are covered by the power plant's capacity of 1200 MW and its operational costs are outweighed by eliminating requirements for carbon transport and storage. However, the significant capital investment and improvements in non-anomalous carbon capture and storage technology made SCP-4422 impractical for widespread commercial use, and further development was paused. Reinvestment in the SCP-4422 project recommenced in 1996, as a joint initiative between Prometheus and the ECSI2, but was abruptly halted by the collapse of the Prometheus conglomerate in 1998, after which SCP-4422 came under Foundation control. Addendum 4422-1: Additional uses proposed for SCP-4422 are outlined in the below table. Proposal Notes Status General-purpose temporal displacement SCP-4422 can be used to transport simple materials through boiling or sublimation, with the substances returning to their original state at the destination time point depending on internal tank temperature. The additional power requirements and limits to proofing the internal SCP-4422 mechanisms against a wide range of temperatures are the obstacles to progress in this area. The cost-benefit ratio for previous matter transport proposals has been low, but continued submissions by interested researchers are welcome. Active Extraterrestrial terraforming Displacement of terraforming gases such as ammonia and hydrocarbons into the past using a SCP-4422-derived device may accelerate (or instantaneously produce) beneficial atmospheric change of Mars or other extraterrestrial bodies. Extraterrestrial transport of the relevant gases and materials for the construction of a sufficiently powerful device remains a problem, and public exposure from terraforming within the solar system renders the concept impractical at present. A proposal for terraforming an extrasolar planetoid or asteroid to establish a secure Foundation facility has been submitted, with transport using SCP-████. 14 candidates have been identified and O5 approval is pending. Active Retroactive agriculture The use of SCP-4422 for small-scale local climate alteration favourable to agriculture, combined with the introduction of aerosol pesticides to pre-emptively destroy insect populations before crop planting, was briefly explored by Prometheus, but the cost and inflexibility of on-site SCP-4422 construction was prohibitive. Exploration of this line of research has been halted due to the low convergence with Foundation goals. Withdrawn Chemical warfare Retroactive use of chemical weapons or military atmospheric engineering is possible, but as with other uses, the need for an SCP-4422 device to be constructed in the target location is prohibitive. Development of a miniaturised version of SCP-4422 for various purposes is in progress; testing approval for retroactive targeted assassinations is on hold until the causality hazards associated with targeting sapient individuals can be resolved.3 Active Communication A method for bi-directional temporal communication using SCP-4422 was developed by the Foundation in 2005, involving a letter and phrase coding system based on helium, neon and argon concentration ratios. This was designated Protocol 4422-Sigma and its efficacy validated by the Novikov-Scranton process.4 Guidelines have been provided to key personnel regarding the use of Protocol 4422-Sigma for pre-emptive measures against K-class scenarios and other catastrophic events. However, no future-to-present communications have been received at this time. It is unclear whether this is a result of a lack of relevant messages, future protocol alterations, future disabling of SCP-4422 or an unidentified property of SCP-4422 or temporal anomalies in general. Staff assigned to SCP-4422 should continue monitoring of potential 4422-Sigma-encoded communications. Completed Addendum 4422-2: On 04/11/2016, SCP-4422 was severely damaged by an explosion, later determined to be the result of the sudden introduction of an unidentified flammable gas into the main tank. This resulted in the partial collapse of the basement level and 3 personnel casualties. While firefighting and rescue operations were in progress, a large quantity of VX nerve gas materialised in the damaged tank, which spread through the rest of the Site and caused an additional 33 personnel casualties and 4 civilian casualties in the surrounding area. No recent activity of SCP-4422 or within Site-4422 was linked to this event. However, a joint Foundation-ECSI working group had recently completed a feasibility study on using an upscaled SCP-4422 as a last-resort measure of keeping global temperatures below [REDACTED] degrees of warming, as the ECSI had expressed interest in resuming research on SCP-4422 in partnership with the Foundation following the signing of the Paris Agreement in April 2016. This would have involved production of an initial 12 additional SCP-4422-derived devices with components derived from commercially available and GOC technology. It was estimated that a modernised variant of SCP-4422 would be able to process 1 Mt of carbon dioxide per annum, but with an effectively unlimited storage capacity, and the power for temporal displacement up to 4,000 years in the past or future. No further action on the proposal has been taken at present. Review of monitoring systems following the incident found an 4422-Sigma-encoded message sent 6 minutes prior, translated to the following text: YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WILL DO. SCP-4422 was repaired and containment procedures updated accordingly. Footnotes 1. See Foundation Safety Manual, Vol. 4/Non-Anomalous Procedures, 2014 edition. 2. Esoteric Climate Stability Initiative, a UN-GOC division for paraclimatology policy. 3. See Xyank and Weizmann. (1993) The grandfather trap: quantifying the reality destabilization of temporal paradoxes through Hume levels. Journal of Applied Temporal Mechanics. 20(3-4), 20-25. 4. A Foundation-developed method for determining the presence of temporal anomalies, involving the transmission of an instruction to a future time and sealing the instruction in a time capsule, to be opened after the completion of the instruction and validated by the future receiver.
SCP-4423	keter	Special Containment Procedures: Development of containment procedures for SCP-4423 events is ongoing. Meanwhile, all such events are to be attributed to a unique form of sleep paralysis. Description: SCP-4423 is a Tartarean-Class demonic entity that manifests during sleep paralysis. Although its appearance varies across manifestations, its voice remains the same (with speech patterns matching that of a middle-aged male). During an SCP-4423 event, SCP-4423 will enter the victim's room and speak to them as if they were a young child. This conversation will inevitably turn to the topic of the victim's father. When the victim exits sleep paralysis, SCP-4423 will leave the room and demanifest. Due to the lack of reported incidents (with only fifteen confirmed cases since 1997), the frequency of SCP-4423 events is currently unknown. While the extent of SCP-4423's interactions with the victims varies greatly, many seek psychiatric help following an incident. Interview Log: In order to obtain an interview, Researcher Jack Patricks volunteered to be subjected to an experimental drug capable of inducing sleep paralysis. By using a prototype neural interface capable of translating thoughts into synthetic speech and a camera system mounted in his room, an interview was conducted after 77 consecutive days of testing. Interview Video Log Transcript Date: 14/10/2015 Subject: SCP-4423 [BEGIN LOG] Camera set within Researcher Patrick's room shows the Researcher, a bed, as well as several posters on the wall. [6 hours removed for brevity.] The sound of a door opening is heard, followed by footsteps. SCP-4423 appears in the frame and sits at the end of Researcher Patricks' bed and crosses its hands in its lap. After observing Researcher Patricks for a period of 3 minutes, SCP-4423 touches his ankle and shakes it until Patricks opens his eyes. SCP-4423: Hey kiddo. Sorry to wake you up, but I need to talk to you. Researcher Patricks: Hello. SCP-4423 jumps slightly. SCP-4423: Oh wow! You frightened me. Another one of your crazy toys, huh? Researcher Patricks: I. Am. … Foundation. SCP-4423: Yes. Foundation. That's what I want to talk to you about. Researcher Patricks: You. Know. SCP-4423: I know a lot of things. There's a good deal of wisdom in this old horned head of mine. [ Tugs on one of its horns ] Relationships? They gotta have a strong foundation. Researcher Patricks: Oh. Kay. SCP-4423: And I wanna get to know you, buddy. A little us time, you know? Researcher Patricks: Why. SCP-4423: Well… uh… [ Coughs ] Researcher Patricks: Questions. SCP-4423: Saved me there. Alright, I'll answer some of your questions while I try to think up how to say it. Researcher Patricks: How. You. Move. SCP-4423: You know that. My old jalopy. I musta driven you to school three dozen times by now. Researcher Patricks: Where. You. From. SCP-4423: Here. Went to the same high school as you, remember? Showed you my old yearbooks. Researcher Patricks: No. Really. SCP-4423: Yeah really. Okay. I think I've got it now. Your dad and I? Well, we've been seeing each other for a little while. I know, I know, we've been friends for, well, ever. Researcher Patricks: William. SCP-4423: Yes, Bill. And when I say "seeing each other", I mean dating. Researcher Patricks: Oh. SCP-4423: I, uh, figured you mighta caught on but I wanted to talk about this with you, sport. Researcher Patricks: Oh. Kay. SCP-4423: Look, I love your father. He completes me in ways I didn't even know I needed. [ Pause ] After puberty is over, it'll make more sense. Researcher Patricks: Sexual. Relations. SCP-4423: Hey, who told you about that? Didn't think Bill gave you the talk yet. But, yes. Sexually too. Researcher Patricks: Oh. Kay. SCP-4423: I don't want to just jump into your life like a stranger. I'm not a housewrecker. I wanna be part of your life, in a mutually positive relationship. So we need a good foundation. Researcher Patricks: How. SCP-4423: I know your parents went through a pretty nasty divorce a little while ago. And that you haven't seen your mom in a while. I don't want to replace her. I never could. Researcher Patricks: Explain. SCP-4423: I want to ask your permission. Researcher Patricks: For. What. SCP-4423: Jack… I want to marry your dad. If you're okay with it, I'd be honored to be your stepdad. Researcher Patricks: Step. Dad. SCP-4423: Yes, your stepdad. Just say yes and I'll propose tomorrow. SCP-4423 covers its mouth with its hands and giggles SCP-4423: I can just see him, all dressed up in a tight little tux. You can be the ring bearer, little buddy. So, what do you say? Researcher Patricks: Yes. SCP-4423 grabs Researcher Patricks, pulls him into a hug, and kisses his forehead. SCP-4423 laughs, tucks Patricks back into bed, and then exits the room. SCP-4423: Ah! You said yes! [END LOG] Closing Statement: Following extensive interviews, Foundation researchers concluded that while he had passed through Las Vegas on 15/1/1992, Researcher Patricks' father has not engaged in sexual intercourse with any Tartarean-Class demonic entities1. Addendum: Ten months after the interview, a photograph depicting SCP-4423, William Patricks, and Researcher Jack Patricks in formal attire inside of a church was discovered underneath Researcher Patricks' bed. The picture showed Researcher Patricks as he appeared when he was twelve and Patricks recognized the church as the one he attended as a child in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. Mobile Task Force Upsilon-11 was dispatched to the church and found a wedding announcement in the records for one William Patricks and an unnamed second person, dated 14/8/1999. No members of the clergy recall conducting or witnessing the wedding and Researcher Patricks has no memory of this event taking place. Addendum: On 30/8/2019, Researcher Patricks received a postcard (postmarked 14/8/2019 in Oranjestad, Aruba) from his father. Hey Jack! Sorry that I didn't give you any notice, but your stepdad and I decided to celebrate our anniversary in the Islands. Can't believe it's been twenty years already. Maybe you can join us next year, if you can get away from that job. Love, Dad P.S. If you get a chance, can you check on Misty? That cat sure misses you and I don't want Mrs. Arnsdale overfeeding her again. Compiled surveillance logs from the city of Oranjestad show William Patricks and SCP-4423 checking into a hotel and participating in other activities standard for vacationing couples. The current whereabouts of William Patricks remains unknown. Footnotes 1. As of December 4th, 2015 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-4423" by Dyslexion, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4423. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-4424	keter	SCP-4424-2 on ██/██/20██, captured by security camera before ███ people entered the train and subsequently went missing. Item #: SCP-4424 Special Containment Procedures: Due to the unpredictable nature of when and where SCP-4424-1 events will occur, as well as the inheritable difficulty in immobilizing SCP-4424-2, no reliable method to contain or hinder SCP-4424 has been discovered. After each SCP-4424-1 event an appropriate cover story explaining the disappearance of the train and all passengers is to be distributed. NOTE: Following Incident G3209, primary containment procedures are undergoing revisions. See Addendum 4424-A. Description: SCP-4424 is a collection of events and entities. Any occurrence of SCP-4424 begins with SCP-4424-1, which has the following conditions: A train must be currently traveling towards a station with people expecting to get on said train. The train must primarily carry passengers. There are tunnels within 4 kilometers before and after the station. At least three weeks must have passed since the previous SCP-4424-1 event. If all of these conditions are present, the chosen train will experience technical difficulties that force it to slow down and eventually come to a complete halt. Once the train has stopped, SCP-4424-2 will emerge from a tunnel by unknown means and travel towards the station. Automated messages regarding the technical difficulties and the replacement train, consistent with each station's method of communicating such occurrences, will inform those at the station to board SCP-4424-2 in lieu of the original train. SCP-4424-2 is a train whose appearance changes into a train of the same model and length as the one it's replacing. During SCP-4424-1 SCP-4424-2 will behave similarly to the regular train it replaced, arriving and departing at appointed times. However, upon entering a tunnel SCP-4424-2 and all of its inhabitants will disappear by unknown means. No traces, remains or contact has ever been found or established with any individual who has disappeared in a SCP-4424-1 event. SCP-4424-3 are six humanoid entities wearing uniforms identical to those worn by train employees of the company whose trains SCP-4424-2 is imitating. Instances of SCP-4424-3 perform the jobs their uniforms correspond to1, and have been observed to behave in a cheerful and welcoming manner. Each instance of SCP-4424-3 has a different appearance, most notably in their apparent race. + Incident G3209: - Incident G3209: During surveillance of an unrelated SCP, SCP-4424-2 was noticed emerging from a tunnel 7 kilometers from the nearest station. Mobile Task Force Xi-8 ("Choo Choo") was stationed at the local Foundation site, and were immediately sent out to intercept SCP-4424-2 before it could reach its destination. Due to the small amount of time permitted no extensive planning or equipment was available, so MTF Xi-8 opted to destroy part of the railway tracks by [REDACTED], which caused SCP-4424-2 to derail and crash into the nearby forest. The only inhabitants of the train were the six instances of SCP-4424-3, who immediately began attacking Xi-8. In the ensuing firefight, five SCP-4424-3 instances were killed and the sixth subdued, with Xi-8 suffering no casualties. A sweep of the area was conducted to gather all remains of SCP-4424-2 and -3, and all anomalies were brought to Site-7. A cover story involving a terrorist group fighting armed forces was then released. + Addendum 4424-A: - Addendum 4424-A: Following Incident G3209 SCP-4424-2 was placed on its side in a warehouse outside Site-7, with its wheels and other components that had fallen off contained within various crates. The remains of deceased SCP-4424-3 instances were placed in five (5) sealed steel containers in the site morgue and monitored for any regenerative activity2. The surviving instance of SCP-4424-3 was contained within a standard humanoid containment chamber, and was noted to behave extremely aggressively. Any attempts at communication were deemed inadvisable as it had no interest in communicating with the Foundation. Following a suggestion from Junior Researcher ███████, providing it with model train sets3 proved to have a substantial pacifying effect on SCP-4424-3, leading to the possibility of interviews (see below). SCP-4424-3 appears to have no need for sustenance of any kind. + Interview 01: - Interview 01: Interviewed: SCP-4424-3 Interviewer: Dr. ███████ Foreword: SCP-4424-3 is within its containment chamber, constructing tracks for its model trains. Dr. ███████ is in a different room, using speakers and microphones to communicate with SCP-4424-3. Removing SCP-4424-3 from its model trains made it too aggressive to be interviewed. <Begin Log> Dr. ███████: SCP-4424-3? Can you hear me? SCP-4424-3: Yes. I can hear you. What do you want? Dr. ███████: I wanted to know if we could talk a little. You've been very hostile before this, so it's been hard to communicate with you. SCP-4424-3: Sorry for not wanting to talk to the people who kidnapped my family, took away our purpose in life and shoved me in a box. I want to see my family again… Dr. ███████: Well, um… I-I'm not the one behind all that. I have practically no connection to those who did that. All I do is talk to anomalies like yourself, and I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about yourself and your train. SCP-4424-3 looks up as soon as Dr. ███████ mentions the word train. SCP-4424-3: You want to talk about the train? Then we can talk. What do you want to know? Dr. ███████: Well, first of all: who are you and where do you and the train come from? SCP-4424-3: We come from the railways. We all did. We've always been on the railways, and we'll always be on the railways. At least, we were supposed to… Dr. ███████: What happens when you go into the tunnels? You and the train all seem to just disappear. SCP-4424-3: We go to the most wonderful place imaginable: an endless railway. There's mountains and deserts and forests and oceans there, and a railway that goes on forever there! We could just ride down there for all eternity… Dr. ███████: But you still go to our world to pick up passengers? Why not just keep going? SCP-4424-3: Well, riding an empty train with just the six of us feels… felt… empty. Trains need things to carry. And people are the best things. We need the passengers. And letting them get off the train feels like a part of our soul is being ripped out! But no matter how hard we tried, they always wanted to get off. They'd scream, and hit us, and try to break the doors and windows. So we had to become stronger. The train had to become stronger. So we did. But even then they just… stopped. They stopped fighting. Stopped moving. Stopped feeling… right. Little ones, big ones, all of them just… stopped. No matter what we did we couldn't make them move again. And the train felt empty again. So after everybody stopped we renewed ourselves, and went back into your world to get more passengers. Dr. ███████: "Renew" yourselves? How exactly do you do that? SCP-4424-3: Well, we all close our eyes and feel that there's a suitable train to replace, and when we open our eyes again our clothes are different and the train is different. And all the pieces of the old passengers are gone. And then we enter a tunnel and go into your world. Dr. ███████: I see. Now, about the passengers "stopping"… did they have enough food and water? SCP-4424-3: What? Dr. ███████: Food. And water. Did they have that? SCP-4424-3: They'd ask for it, but… we don't know what it is. But we're professionals, and we didn't want them to be worried by us being confused. So we just told them we'd get it soon. Have patience. Any moment now. We never did get it. But we kept on smiling no matter how bad they looked, so they'd always have something to calm them. Dr. ███████: Right… SCP-4424-3: We always smiled when we had passengers, no matter what. It was always so much fun…it just felt so good and so right to travel with passengers. I miss it… I miss being on my train with my family and going down the tracks… but now… you hid the train and my family. I want to go find them… SCP-4424-3 angles its head down and covers its face with its hands. As no further response can be gained from it, the interview is concluded. <End Log> - Interview 01: Footnotes 1. Notably, no forms for maintenance have ever been observed taking place. 2. During Incident G3209 it was noted that injuries inflicted on still-living instances of SCP-4424-3 appeared to heal rapidly, though sufficient damage in a short time span would still kill them. 3. The sets do not contain tunnels, to reduce the risk of a containment breach.
SCP-4425	keter	CT scan of SCP-4425 early in development. Item #: SCP-4425 Special Containment Procedures: The public is to be scanned at the end of every month for any instances of SCP-4425 among civilians. Located individuals affected by SCP-4425 are to be detained and have the instance extracted from their cranium. A cover story is to be created prior to extraction. SCP-4425-1 cans are to be stored in a standard containment locker at Site-14 and are to be appropriately labeled not for consumption.1 The investigation into Person of Interest 429 "Chef Arkady" is currently ongoing. Description: SCP-4425 is the phenomena of an individual's inner cranial area spontaneously manifesting large amounts of aluminum. The aluminum will primarily form around the subject's cerebrum, continuously growing until eventually encasing the entirety of the subject's brain. The process has been observed to lie dormant for an inexact amount of time before completely enveloping the subject's cranial area.2 Upon complete encapsulation, the aluminum will continue conforming into the shape of a tin can3. The contents of the can, contrary to the expected result of the subject's compressed cerebral tissue, typically contains a variety of seasoned meat, vegetables, etc. SCP-4425-1 has also been found to often come with a label wrapped around the can. The label typically says "Chef Arkady's Canned Surprise", along with the back stating the name of the subject along with an additional word starting with the same first letter.4 SCP-4425-1 has been found to consistently be at 37°C upon first opening. Individuals affected by SCP-4425 have reported experiencing mostly mild pain, yet have been observed to remain relatively unaffected throughout the entirety of SCP-4425's process. Interviews conducted upon subjects afflicted by SCP-4425 report being able to taste their personal favorite dishes. Subjects that do not have SCP-4425-1 extracted will typically lose all bodily motions within 96 hours before SCP-4425-1 slightly protrudes from the cranium, exposing the lid. The sapience of the affected individual is retained after SCP-4425's process is finished. Tests have discovered that SCP-4425-1 instances retain basic living functions to a primal level. Motion detections from the inside of SCP-4425-1 instances have detected minor rhythmical movements similar to a heartbeat. Incident Log 4425.01: On April 11th, 2015, an advertisement was posted to popular social media websites advertising SCP-4425. The advertisement led to an anomalous domain now defunct, known as "arkadymysterymeatsandvegetables.com". The front page of the website was a video ambiguously explaining how PoI-429 creates SCP-4425, elaborating in video various details on the subject's head acting as an "oven to prepare" SCP-4425. At the end of the video, after following a cartoon character named "Daniel", shows the headless body of Daniel give a thumbs up upon an SCP-4425-1 instance appearing on the screen stating "Daniel's Delight!" The video was promptly taken down by Foundation web crawlers. There have not been any events similar to the incident at the current time. Footnotes 1. SCP-4425-1 is safe for consumption, however; SCP-4425-1 is to be kept for containment purposes. 2. Currently, the longest amount of time taken for a subject to have completed the SCP-4425 process has been estimated to be roughly two years. 3. Hereafter referred to as SCP-4425-1 4. Examples of such have been found to be: "Susan's Select", "Fred's Favorite", "Charlie's Choice", etc.
SCP-4426	euclid	Item#: 4426 Level3 Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo A single section of SCP-4426. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4426 is contained at the location of its discovery. No humans are to approach within ten kilometers of the town of Pripyat, and individuals breaching this containment zone are to be detained and amnesticized. The Foundation has partnered with the Ukrainian government to establish the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone in order to deter further activity in the vicinity of SCP-4426. All sections of SCP-4426 are to be periodically monitored for changes in state. Personnel require basic radiation prevention gear when studying directly due to the nature of SCP-4426 as well as the area of containment itself. Samples of material may be taken and sent off-site providing that they are collected with adequate care and stored in lead-lined boxes. Description: SCP-4426 is the designation for a series of biological masses, located in and around the Chernobyl nuclear power plant and the nearby town of Pripyat. The masses vary greatly in size; the largest is approximately 3 metres in diameter, with the smallest measuring at around 20 centimetres1. Each mass is permanently fused to the ground or to the object to which they are affixed; due to this, the exact weight of each of the masses cannot be precisely determined. Testing of SCP-4426 masses has shown that they are a composite mixture of biological material from numerous animal and plant species combined with fused, melted metals and electronic components. Genetic material of deer, birds, insects and spiders have all been sampled from the masses. Grass and trees native to the local area are the most predominantly abundant in SCP-4426, making up approximately 60% of the material found. SCP-4426 masses will give off short bursts of high radiation at random intervals. No consistency in these bursts has been discovered, and no explicit cause has been observed. Analysis of samples has also revealed that the cells making up SCP-4426 are consistently lysing and reforming due to the latent radiation present in the masses. As well as releases of radiation, SCP-4426 masses also periodically release radio waves. These transmissions consist of random, seemingly unrelated words and phrases in Russian, Ukrainian and occasionally other languages from nearby nations such as Romanian and Armenian. Addendum 4426.1: Excerpted Communications The following are selected radio communications from SCP-4426 masses which have been received and recorded by personnel working in the area. ► ACCESS SCP:/4426/communications.log Close File 04/19/1988 without a second thought 10/31/1991 the falling of the tower of Babel 02/11/1996 I am part of the trees and the city and the uranium and the sound fire melting in fire all of us 11/24/2001 saw the first signs in them the deal had to be kept everything at stake 07/01/2003 like children crumpling to the ground at once 06/18/2006 is Chernobyl safe 02/28/2009 do you forgive us 09/29/2016 forgive us Addendum 4426.2: Recovered Note During a raid on an abandoned GRU Division-P compound in the vicinity of the region containing SCP-4426, the following text was found written in red ink on the back of an internal document. ► ACCESS SCP:/4426/note.log Close File I can feel myself at the edge of knowledge. It's a strange feeling. I suppose it was naive to trust the Children of the Sun again. Perhaps we thought that they had changed from the savage beasts they were all those thousands of years ago. Perhaps we just pitied their dire situation. Whatever it was, there is no doubt that we were misguided. But it doesn't stop the hatred. The hatred for them. The hatred for their states, governments, institutions. Their power plants, their radiation, the artificial steel nightmares with which they destroy the earth that we peacefully worked with. The hatred for their leaders, their bureaucrats and most of all, their lies. They've left the rest of us who haven't yet fell victim to our inevitable deaths a painful choice. The only way to stop that poison from eating away at our minds is to make our minds resistant again. To make our synapses stop spreading it across our brains. We must force ourselves to become prisoners once again, trapped in the minds of beasts. That, or we wait as we become frozen forever. We burned what we could. The Creatures of Day did not escape retribution. Well, some did. I do not feel remorse for what happened, even as I feel them screaming out from the corpses of our creations, feeling trapped as we were and will be. They can fester, and beg, and maybe one day they can be at peace or find forgiveness. But not today. Not from me. Addendum 4426.3: Status of SCP-4426 Containment Zone Beginning in December of 1997, a population of approximately fifty SCP-1000 individuals gathered in the abandoned city of Pripyat. The population has appeared to take up permanent residence within the city, inhabiting empty buildings and structures and defending themselves against intruders. Individuals in the group rarely venture outside of the city and avoid contact with humans whenever possible. Following negotiations with the population, task forces have been allowed into the city for peaceful exploration and investigation purposes provided that they do not acknowledge the presence of any SCP-1000 beings during their excursions. This population behaves similarly to other instances of SCP-1000 populations, living in organized psuedo-civilizations as hunters and gatherers; however, anomalous behavior has been noted on one occasion during one of the first explorations into the SCP-4426 containment zone when the following message was noted carved in a tree: we will go on, but we will not forget; it is the monument to your lies No further notable activity has been recorded. More From This Author More From This Author Modulum's Works SCPs SCP-3675 (+117) • SCP-3426 (+399) • SCP-6511 (+311) • SCP-6590 (+251) • SCP-6100 (+199) • Tales/GoI Formats Log Of Anomalous Items, Vol III (+159) • Other modulum.aic (+57) • Footnotes 1. The first of these masses to be discovered was found by the public and was nicknamed the "Elephant's Foot." Containment began shortly after closer investigation.
SCP-4427	keter	Thermal image of SCP-4427 (left) present in the right lane of Interstate 40 near Castle Hayne, North Carolina. At this static position, SCP-4427 was in contact with 65 drivers before Foundation personnel were able to close the right lane; the resulting SCP-4427-A instance later expired. Item #: SCP-4427 Special Containment Procedures: As there is no accurate method of predicting SCP-4427 manifestation times, SCP-4427 is considered uncontainable; however, most cases appear1 to take place at political events — particularly rallies for topics pertaining to regulation of the anomalous — and these events should be monitored accordingly. Further public protection efforts should be directed toward thermal imaging surveillance of high-traffic roads and walkways; if SCP-4427 is seen, the area surrounding it should be cordoned off with traffic cones or similar construction signage before 45 people have passed through it. The anomaly will demanifest within 12 hours, and during this period should be guarded by at least two personnel with 3/4427 clearance. Civilian inquiries are to be directed to Site-42 Media Relations & Support, and should not be answered by on-duty containment personnel. The AC-27 satellite reconnaissance system has been designed to recognize SCP-4427 by exact size and temperature and issue automatic alerts; the Site Security Director(s) of all Earth-based Foundation facilities has access to this system and should dispatch personnel accordingly if SCP-4427 is detected nearby. If Foundation personnel are out of range of the anomaly and cannot respond within a reasonable time frame, city and state police departments are authorized to respond if provided with only the information necessary to maintain security until qualified personnel arrive. Anomalies possessing effects induced solely by SCP-4427 are to be designated SCP-4427-A instances and transferred to Site-42. SCP-4427-A instances may be assigned different Object Classes and have their own SCP files, but must retain their -4427-A designation in all documentation. SCP-4427-A instances are to be handled with Level 2 Sapient Anomaly (Low Security Threat) precautions, allowed Class IV (Limited Civilian) privileges, and contained individually provided their continued cooperation unless behavioral exceptions must be made. Requests to retain civilian identity if effects remain present after six months from the initial containment date may be submitted in writing by the anomaly in question to the Ethics Subcommittee for Sentient and Sapient Anomalies through any on-duty containment personnel. Due to issues caused by repeated anomalous memory loss, SCP-4427-B is not to be informed of the fact that its anomalous effects are the result of SCP-4427 influence; thus, it is to be addressed as SCP-4427 in conversation. SCP-4427-B is contained and designated separately from SCP-4427-A instances despite being the first human affected by the anomaly for this reason. SCP-4427-B should remain in Room 35 of Euclid-Level Containment Wing B4, Site-42 at all times unless supervised by two or more personnel with 4/4427 clearance. The area surrounding2 SCP-4427-B should consistently read >100Hm at all times; this is primarily maintained by Mk. XIII Localized Static Scranton Field Stabilizer netting 10cm behind the walls, floor, and ceiling of Room 35, which is networked with imaging equipment accessible to personnel with 4/4427 clearance. SCP-4427-B should be handled with Level 3 Sapient Anomaly (Moderate Security Threat) precautions and allowed Class II (Limited Contained) privileges.3 Description: SCP-4427 designates a phenomena by which an incorporeal anomaly — visible only in thermal imaging as a 37.8°C sphere exactly 60 centimeters in diameter — will spontaneously manifest in a high-traffic location and remain stationary at a height of 1.5 meters until exactly 45 people have passed through the volume of space it occupies, at which point it will disappear. If this process is interrupted and fewer than 45 people have passed through it, it will disappear 12 hours after last contact. Events documented to date indicate that SCP-4427 is not physically detectable by people passing through it despite its temperature. Within 1 hour of SCP-4427's demanifestation, one of the 45 people affected will develop severe and destructive anomalous traits, ranging in effect from localized temperature alteration by several hundred degrees (13 instances) to full Class V Scranton-Type reality manipulation abilities (25 instances) but including numerous other results including but not limited to atypical rapid cellular growth resulting in death by asphyxiation (4 instances), instant transformation of bodily fluids into water resulting in death by heart failure (2 instances), or random spatial relocation of the affected individual and all objects on their person by 300-500 meters upward, resulting in death by impact (5 instances). Effects developed are never controllable by the individual affected. Since SCP-4427's existence was initially noted by the Foundation in October 2019, statistics saw an increase of 40% in global media reporting on the topic of human anomalies and an estimated 175% increase in confirmed cases of human anomalies existing and/or civilians being made anomalous through unknown means; approximately 3500 individual reports of human anomalies were noted worldwide by the United Nations in 2024, a 73% increase from 2023. Additionally, 15 events occurred in the same location and on the same day as ED-K Lethe Events; investigation into the source of Lethe Events and how the two phenomena may be related is ongoing. It is unknown if SCP-4427 is capable of affecting all living organisms or only humans, as a statistically insufficient number of animals have been witnessed passing through SCP-4427. While it is technically unknown if SCP-4427 is one anomaly or multiple instances of identical anomalies, the former is assumed based on circumstantial evidence. The possibility that SCP-4427 is sapient is considered unlikely but has not been ruled out by research staff. Research inquiries should be directed to Mallory Wickerford at Site-42. SCP-4427 was discovered on May 14, 2019 when Jasper Ramirez (SCP-4427-B), who was staying in Myrtle Beach with family and had passed through SCP-4427 on the sidewalk outside 15 minutes prior to manifestation of effects, began to exhibit uncontrollable reality- and matter-altering effects. The events resulting from these effects were witnessed by two Site-42 Offsite Response operatives who were in Myrtle Beach on an unrelated assignment, and these personnel then carried out containment of SCP-4427-B following multiple civilian casualties. For details, see Addendum II. SCP-4427-B was originally classified alone under the SCP-4427 designation as a Type E Class II Scranton-Type Human Anomaly due to the fact that there were no other known SCP-4427 manifestation cases as of that point and its maternal second cousin was reportedly also subject to uncontrollable reality-altering effects for the majority of his life. However, the next SCP-4427 manifestation occurred 4 months later, with occurrences becoming exponentially frequent from that point forward; following investigation, SCP-4427 was reclassified as SCP-4427-B and the designation assigned to the source anomaly accordingly. Of note is the fact that SCP-4427-B is incapable of retaining information regarding its status as a human affected by SCP-4427. All attempts to explain its circumstances are accepted, but forgotten within 2-5 minutes thereafter; SCP-4427-B also claims that attempts to force recollection of this information induce headache and general discomfort in a manner noted to be extremely similar to the conceptual memory loss induced by SCP-3848. ▼ Addendum I: Examples of Notable Events ▲ Addendum I: Examples of Notable Events The following logs are considered notable enough for inclusion in this document due to unique occurrences in manifestation events and/or results. Extended or unabridged records may be requested from Site-42 Information Security by any personnel with clearance level 3 or higher. Instance Date Location Event Result #002 09/23/19 Raleigh, NC, USA The owners of anti-Foundation legal firm Leeward & Warner Legal Solutions held a televised conference with two United Nations representatives4 regarding the legality of Global Occult Coalition strike teams operating in South America which target human and sapient anomalies. In later analysis5 of thermal satellite imaging records, SCP-4427 was seen manifesting in the middle of the press line and making contact with 45 total individuals before disappearing. SCP-4427-A instance created 12 minutes later and identified as ███ ██████; appeared to change matter between solid, liquid, and gas state by means of physical contact. Expired on-scene; autopsy result yielded severe internal bleeding. #003 10/03/19 Bremen, Germany A protest was assembled outside of a government building following the incarceration of a woman who killed her husband using an anomalous artifact, purportedly in self-defense. In later analysis6 of thermal satellite imaging records, SCP-4427 was seen manifesting on the road beside the building, where counterprotesters were driving past and leaning out of their vehicles. SCP-4427 made contact with 45 total vehicles and demanifested. SCP-4427-A instance presumed to be such following the destruction of its residence via spontaneous fire and witness confirmation that it was present at the manifestation scene. Expired; body found in debris. First SCP-4427 document drafted. #012 03/18/20 New York City, NY, USA ███████ ██████, a candidate for a local office position,7 gave a speech pertaining to the hunting of anomalous animals or other nonsapient entities on reserves in upstate New York. A Foundation operative embedded in the NYPD witnessed SCP-4427 manifest directly on Mr. ██████ and remain in this position for the duration of his speech, after which point it demanifested. Abnormal event; no result observed. Containment successful. #045 01/03/21 Sydney, Australia The AC-27 satellite reconnaissance system detected SCP-4427 manifesting directly outside of a movie theater's entrance. SCP-4427 made contact with 34 people before Foundation personnel could secure the location due to lack of cooperation from theater security. SCP-4427 subsequently demanifested. Containment successful. Worldwide regulations permitting Foundation intervention in private security operations updated and adjusted to account for SCP-4427 containment operations following UN approval. #070 04/20/21 Site-42, NC, USA SCP-4427 was immediately detected manifesting on the gate in Site-42's main (private) entrance, requiring all personnel to use the public entrance for a period of 12 hours and resulting in media reports citing "increased Foundation activity". Containment successful. ▼ Addendum II: Interview Transcript ▲ Addendum II: Interview Transcript Addendum II: Interview Transcript: After more than five other cases of reality-altering effects caused by SCP-4427 activity were documented, including photographically, SCP-4427-B was interviewed regarding SCP-4427 and what it experienced the day it was initially contained. Prior to arranging this interview, SCP-4427-B had adamantly refused to comment on the circumstances resulting in its containment. Date Logged: 10/17/2019 17:23 Interviewer: Dr. Mallory Wickerford Interviewed: SCP-4427-B BEGIN LOG 16:01 16:01 \| Dr. Wickerford: Good afternoon, SCP-4427. It is my understanding that you've elected to detail what happened on May 14th. 16:01 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah. Only since you said you might know something about it. 16:01 \| Dr. Wickerford: Correct. Now, the record states that our operatives arrived approximately 45 seconds after the effects initially manifested. At this point, the effects in question had already destroyed most of the wall in your bedroom, and had sent a large amount of debris onto the sidewalk, injuring two people. You then exited the home through this hole, after which point a localized spatial anomaly manifested over four square meters of the yard, enveloping two more people; you were then about to fall into this anomaly yourself, eyewitness report states, but Agents Trauss8 and Rogers9 apprehended you and managed to stabilize the area immediately surrounding you from 30 to 85 Humes and you yourself from 275 to 130 Humes, allowing for incapacitation and containment. Is this accurate? 16:02 \| SCP-4427-B: I mean, you make it sound like I went along with all of that, but sure. 16:02 \| Dr. Wickerford: It's intended to be a summary. Would you detail whether you felt any onset of the effects beforehand, if you perceived anything abnormal about your surroundings or mental state before the onset, things like that? 16:02 \| SCP-4427-B: Okay. I'd had a horrendous day. I hadn't wanted to come back to Myrtle Beach from Clemson anyway because all my friends down here know me by my deadname and I didn't want to deal with anyone recognizing me. But I made the drive that day for part of spring break because they'd insisted on cleaning the dorms during that time. I'm- or I was- too old to be in college anyway, so that's what I get, I guess. 16:02 \| Dr. Wickerford: Please go on. 16:03 \| SCP-4427-B: Uh, alright. I was really stressed out, my pulse was thumping, my head felt cloudy, nothing felt real. I was just in my room pacing, trying to think about what I could do with my time in town, things like that. I started feeling like I was drunk, or something. It got worse after I stepped near the lamp and got this awful circular lens flare on my glasses — just totally blinded me for a second. 16:03 \| Dr. Wickerford: Circular, you say? 16:03 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah, you know, a lens flare. It was weird to get it under that light, but whatever. 16:03 \| Dr. Wickerford: Noted. 16:03 \| SCP-4427-B: Anyway, that made it worse. Made the head throbbing worse. I just got pissed and I kicked my bed. I don't know why I did; I had my shoes off and I knew that it had a metal frame. But I did, and my foot went straight through it, and I could feel the old foam inside the mattress on my foot skin and it freaked me the fuck out. And I stumbled backward and I saw my foot just slide out of the mattress metal like it was- like they were computer models, like 3D- like in a game, you know what I mean, just going straight through each other. I felt like I was going to throw up, and I spent a few seconds just leaning there keeled over, but it felt like an hour. 16:04 \| Dr. Wickerford: When you say it felt like an hour, do you mean literally? Do you think you were experiencing time distortion? 16:04 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah. I do. I thought about my fingertips against my jeans for at least 45 minutes. But when I looked at the clock, it had only been a few. 16:04 \| Dr. Wickerford: Noted. 16:04 \| SCP-4427-B: I get stuck in my head a lot. Sometimes it makes me feel worse. Maybe I wouldn't have hated you guys so much for the first couple months if I felt like I'd actually made something of my life out there before the Foundation got me. 16:04 \| Dr. Wickerford: I see. 16:04 \| SCP-4427-B: Uh, anyway, I stood up and just felt really zoomed out. I looked at the wall and I just reached for it, because it looked fisheye, like it was 20 feet away from me, but I could see the end of my hands were almost touching it. And then it just crumbled — like, I made it crumble. I guess it was on purpose. It just felt really possible, like I was in a dream and everything was just too easy to do. Doing it made my gut feel awful. From there I just panicked. My vision got normal again and I ran outside because it was hot inside and cold outside and that felt safer than staying around my family and feeling sicker and- yeah. And when I did that, well, you probably saw pictures of how busy that street is. It's downtown, and even on a Tuesday — was it a Tuesday? — there are dozens of people around. I don't know why I went out there. 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: You were panicking. Please continue. 16:05 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah, I was. But you know the rest. I'd been seeing news about the Foundation nonstop and I hated you guys with a passion. Seeing that goddamn SUV pull up- I felt like I was going to explode. Everything in me was just screaming to run for my life. Maybe you guys should tone down your uniforms or something. The public's not used to you yet, and I definitely wasn't. That was when I felt myself slipping into that hole in the ground… type thing. But your men ran over to me with those blue-glowing devices and I started to feel a little less like I was drunk, and the hole in the ground started looking like grass again except some people were missing, and things started to feel real again. And then they knocked me out and here I am. 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: I can offer a belated apology for the methods through which you were secured- 16:05 \| SCP-4427-B: You can save it. I don't give a shit at this point, whether the public is watching or not. 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: I see. 16:05 \| SCP-4427-B: You said you had information on what could have caused this? 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: Yes. An anomaly has been appearing which seems to cause one in forty-five humans who made spatial contact with its volume to develop anomalous effects at random, just like you did. The Offsite Response agents who happened to be in Myrtle Beach that day definitely saw it on the street near your home, though we can't identify if you're in the images because it's thermal. Once we realized that it was causation and not just correlation — the people developing effects and the thermal images of the sphere manifesting in areas a lot of people pass through, that is — we started tracking it and the picture came together. That was several weeks after we'd contained you individually, of course. 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: What is it? 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Well, it's a sphere, and it's one hundred degrees Fahrenheit but not visible to the naked eye. Did you feel any heat on you at any point on the sidewalk? 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: Not that I remember. But it's cold out; I could have thought something hot was car exhaust or machinery or something. A hundred isn't that hot. And I walked down a lot of city streets that day. 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Noted. And you said you saw a circle in your bedroom that was abnormal? Not on the street? 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: That could have been a lens flare. 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Alright, I'll take your word for it. SCP-4427-B appears visibly uncomfortable. 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: I'm not sure. 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Okay. Did you have any other experiences immediately prior to your detainment that would give us clues as to how one could identify the anomaly without thermal imaging equipment? It's currently a serious threat to public safety. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: What anomaly? 16:07 \| Dr. Wickerford: The sphere which triggered your effects. SCP-4427-B leans over the table and lowers its voice. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: No, I didn't see any sphere. Whatever you're talking about is- weird, like I'm not supposed to be talking about that. It's making me feel like I have a hole in the head. And like someone is listening. You know, I thought I saw something weird like a lens flare near a lamp. Did I tell you that already? But when I looked, nobody was there. Dr. Wickerford finishes transcribing information. 16:07 \| Dr. Wickerford: Interesting. You appear to have some trouble remembering these events. I'll be interviewing you again tomorrow, if that's okay. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: I guess. 16:07 \| Dr. Wickerford: Very well. Thank you for your time, SCP-4427. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: It's all yours anyway. END LOG 16:07 Footnotes 1. 67% of cases documented both on thermal camera and by Foundation personnel have occurred in this setting. 2. Within the boundaries of Room 35, or within 3 meters of SCP-4427-B itself. 3. Reclassified Nov 2023 following behavior improvements. 4. Identities restricted to personnel with 5F/4427 (FEDERAL PERMISSION) clearance. 5. No Foundation personnel were present at the scene and no thermal imaging equipment was present at the scene. 6. No Foundation personnel were present at the scene and no thermal imaging equipment was present at the scene. 7. Information restricted to personnel with 5F/4427 (FEDERAL PERMISSION) clearance. 8. C-51174 9. C-61266
SCP-4427	uncontained	Thermal image of SCP-4427 (left) present in the right lane of Interstate 40 near Castle Hayne, North Carolina. At this static position, SCP-4427 was in contact with 65 drivers before Foundation personnel were able to close the right lane; the resulting SCP-4427-A instance later expired. Item #: SCP-4427 Special Containment Procedures: As there is no accurate method of predicting SCP-4427 manifestation times, SCP-4427 is considered uncontainable; however, most cases appear1 to take place at political events — particularly rallies for topics pertaining to regulation of the anomalous — and these events should be monitored accordingly. Further public protection efforts should be directed toward thermal imaging surveillance of high-traffic roads and walkways; if SCP-4427 is seen, the area surrounding it should be cordoned off with traffic cones or similar construction signage before 45 people have passed through it. The anomaly will demanifest within 12 hours, and during this period should be guarded by at least two personnel with 3/4427 clearance. Civilian inquiries are to be directed to Site-42 Media Relations & Support, and should not be answered by on-duty containment personnel. The AC-27 satellite reconnaissance system has been designed to recognize SCP-4427 by exact size and temperature and issue automatic alerts; the Site Security Director(s) of all Earth-based Foundation facilities has access to this system and should dispatch personnel accordingly if SCP-4427 is detected nearby. If Foundation personnel are out of range of the anomaly and cannot respond within a reasonable time frame, city and state police departments are authorized to respond if provided with only the information necessary to maintain security until qualified personnel arrive. Anomalies possessing effects induced solely by SCP-4427 are to be designated SCP-4427-A instances and transferred to Site-42. SCP-4427-A instances may be assigned different Object Classes and have their own SCP files, but must retain their -4427-A designation in all documentation. SCP-4427-A instances are to be handled with Level 2 Sapient Anomaly (Low Security Threat) precautions, allowed Class IV (Limited Civilian) privileges, and contained individually provided their continued cooperation unless behavioral exceptions must be made. Requests to retain civilian identity if effects remain present after six months from the initial containment date may be submitted in writing by the anomaly in question to the Ethics Subcommittee for Sentient and Sapient Anomalies through any on-duty containment personnel. Due to issues caused by repeated anomalous memory loss, SCP-4427-B is not to be informed of the fact that its anomalous effects are the result of SCP-4427 influence; thus, it is to be addressed as SCP-4427 in conversation. SCP-4427-B is contained and designated separately from SCP-4427-A instances despite being the first human affected by the anomaly for this reason. SCP-4427-B should remain in Room 35 of Euclid-Level Containment Wing B4, Site-42 at all times unless supervised by two or more personnel with 4/4427 clearance. The area surrounding2 SCP-4427-B should consistently read >100Hm at all times; this is primarily maintained by Mk. XIII Localized Static Scranton Field Stabilizer netting 10cm behind the walls, floor, and ceiling of Room 35, which is networked with imaging equipment accessible to personnel with 4/4427 clearance. SCP-4427-B should be handled with Level 3 Sapient Anomaly (Moderate Security Threat) precautions and allowed Class II (Limited Contained) privileges.3 Description: SCP-4427 designates a phenomena by which an incorporeal anomaly — visible only in thermal imaging as a 37.8°C sphere exactly 60 centimeters in diameter — will spontaneously manifest in a high-traffic location and remain stationary at a height of 1.5 meters until exactly 45 people have passed through the volume of space it occupies, at which point it will disappear. If this process is interrupted and fewer than 45 people have passed through it, it will disappear 12 hours after last contact. Events documented to date indicate that SCP-4427 is not physically detectable by people passing through it despite its temperature. Within 1 hour of SCP-4427's demanifestation, one of the 45 people affected will develop severe and destructive anomalous traits, ranging in effect from localized temperature alteration by several hundred degrees (13 instances) to full Class V Scranton-Type reality manipulation abilities (25 instances) but including numerous other results including but not limited to atypical rapid cellular growth resulting in death by asphyxiation (4 instances), instant transformation of bodily fluids into water resulting in death by heart failure (2 instances), or random spatial relocation of the affected individual and all objects on their person by 300-500 meters upward, resulting in death by impact (5 instances). Effects developed are never controllable by the individual affected. Since SCP-4427's existence was initially noted by the Foundation in October 2019, statistics saw an increase of 40% in global media reporting on the topic of human anomalies and an estimated 175% increase in confirmed cases of human anomalies existing and/or civilians being made anomalous through unknown means; approximately 3500 individual reports of human anomalies were noted worldwide by the United Nations in 2024, a 73% increase from 2023. Additionally, 15 events occurred in the same location and on the same day as ED-K Lethe Events; investigation into the source of Lethe Events and how the two phenomena may be related is ongoing. It is unknown if SCP-4427 is capable of affecting all living organisms or only humans, as a statistically insufficient number of animals have been witnessed passing through SCP-4427. While it is technically unknown if SCP-4427 is one anomaly or multiple instances of identical anomalies, the former is assumed based on circumstantial evidence. The possibility that SCP-4427 is sapient is considered unlikely but has not been ruled out by research staff. Research inquiries should be directed to Mallory Wickerford at Site-42. SCP-4427 was discovered on May 14, 2019 when Jasper Ramirez (SCP-4427-B), who was staying in Myrtle Beach with family and had passed through SCP-4427 on the sidewalk outside 15 minutes prior to manifestation of effects, began to exhibit uncontrollable reality- and matter-altering effects. The events resulting from these effects were witnessed by two Site-42 Offsite Response operatives who were in Myrtle Beach on an unrelated assignment, and these personnel then carried out containment of SCP-4427-B following multiple civilian casualties. For details, see Addendum II. SCP-4427-B was originally classified alone under the SCP-4427 designation as a Type E Class II Scranton-Type Human Anomaly due to the fact that there were no other known SCP-4427 manifestation cases as of that point and its maternal second cousin was reportedly also subject to uncontrollable reality-altering effects for the majority of his life. However, the next SCP-4427 manifestation occurred 4 months later, with occurrences becoming exponentially frequent from that point forward; following investigation, SCP-4427 was reclassified as SCP-4427-B and the designation assigned to the source anomaly accordingly. Of note is the fact that SCP-4427-B is incapable of retaining information regarding its status as a human affected by SCP-4427. All attempts to explain its circumstances are accepted, but forgotten within 2-5 minutes thereafter; SCP-4427-B also claims that attempts to force recollection of this information induce headache and general discomfort in a manner noted to be extremely similar to the conceptual memory loss induced by SCP-3848. ▼ Addendum I: Examples of Notable Events ▲ Addendum I: Examples of Notable Events The following logs are considered notable enough for inclusion in this document due to unique occurrences in manifestation events and/or results. Extended or unabridged records may be requested from Site-42 Information Security by any personnel with clearance level 3 or higher. Instance Date Location Event Result #002 09/23/19 Raleigh, NC, USA The owners of anti-Foundation legal firm Leeward & Warner Legal Solutions held a televised conference with two United Nations representatives4 regarding the legality of Global Occult Coalition strike teams operating in South America which target human and sapient anomalies. In later analysis5 of thermal satellite imaging records, SCP-4427 was seen manifesting in the middle of the press line and making contact with 45 total individuals before disappearing. SCP-4427-A instance created 12 minutes later and identified as ███ ██████; appeared to change matter between solid, liquid, and gas state by means of physical contact. Expired on-scene; autopsy result yielded severe internal bleeding. #003 10/03/19 Bremen, Germany A protest was assembled outside of a government building following the incarceration of a woman who killed her husband using an anomalous artifact, purportedly in self-defense. In later analysis6 of thermal satellite imaging records, SCP-4427 was seen manifesting on the road beside the building, where counterprotesters were driving past and leaning out of their vehicles. SCP-4427 made contact with 45 total vehicles and demanifested. SCP-4427-A instance presumed to be such following the destruction of its residence via spontaneous fire and witness confirmation that it was present at the manifestation scene. Expired; body found in debris. First SCP-4427 document drafted. #012 03/18/20 New York City, NY, USA ███████ ██████, a candidate for a local office position,7 gave a speech pertaining to the hunting of anomalous animals or other nonsapient entities on reserves in upstate New York. A Foundation operative embedded in the NYPD witnessed SCP-4427 manifest directly on Mr. ██████ and remain in this position for the duration of his speech, after which point it demanifested. Abnormal event; no result observed. Containment successful. #045 01/03/21 Sydney, Australia The AC-27 satellite reconnaissance system detected SCP-4427 manifesting directly outside of a movie theater's entrance. SCP-4427 made contact with 34 people before Foundation personnel could secure the location due to lack of cooperation from theater security. SCP-4427 subsequently demanifested. Containment successful. Worldwide regulations permitting Foundation intervention in private security operations updated and adjusted to account for SCP-4427 containment operations following UN approval. #070 04/20/21 Site-42, NC, USA SCP-4427 was immediately detected manifesting on the gate in Site-42's main (private) entrance, requiring all personnel to use the public entrance for a period of 12 hours and resulting in media reports citing "increased Foundation activity". Containment successful. ▼ Addendum II: Interview Transcript ▲ Addendum II: Interview Transcript Addendum II: Interview Transcript: After more than five other cases of reality-altering effects caused by SCP-4427 activity were documented, including photographically, SCP-4427-B was interviewed regarding SCP-4427 and what it experienced the day it was initially contained. Prior to arranging this interview, SCP-4427-B had adamantly refused to comment on the circumstances resulting in its containment. Date Logged: 10/17/2019 17:23 Interviewer: Dr. Mallory Wickerford Interviewed: SCP-4427-B BEGIN LOG 16:01 16:01 \| Dr. Wickerford: Good afternoon, SCP-4427. It is my understanding that you've elected to detail what happened on May 14th. 16:01 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah. Only since you said you might know something about it. 16:01 \| Dr. Wickerford: Correct. Now, the record states that our operatives arrived approximately 45 seconds after the effects initially manifested. At this point, the effects in question had already destroyed most of the wall in your bedroom, and had sent a large amount of debris onto the sidewalk, injuring two people. You then exited the home through this hole, after which point a localized spatial anomaly manifested over four square meters of the yard, enveloping two more people; you were then about to fall into this anomaly yourself, eyewitness report states, but Agents Trauss8 and Rogers9 apprehended you and managed to stabilize the area immediately surrounding you from 30 to 85 Humes and you yourself from 275 to 130 Humes, allowing for incapacitation and containment. Is this accurate? 16:02 \| SCP-4427-B: I mean, you make it sound like I went along with all of that, but sure. 16:02 \| Dr. Wickerford: It's intended to be a summary. Would you detail whether you felt any onset of the effects beforehand, if you perceived anything abnormal about your surroundings or mental state before the onset, things like that? 16:02 \| SCP-4427-B: Okay. I'd had a horrendous day. I hadn't wanted to come back to Myrtle Beach from Clemson anyway because all my friends down here know me by my deadname and I didn't want to deal with anyone recognizing me. But I made the drive that day for part of spring break because they'd insisted on cleaning the dorms during that time. I'm- or I was- too old to be in college anyway, so that's what I get, I guess. 16:02 \| Dr. Wickerford: Please go on. 16:03 \| SCP-4427-B: Uh, alright. I was really stressed out, my pulse was thumping, my head felt cloudy, nothing felt real. I was just in my room pacing, trying to think about what I could do with my time in town, things like that. I started feeling like I was drunk, or something. It got worse after I stepped near the lamp and got this awful circular lens flare on my glasses — just totally blinded me for a second. 16:03 \| Dr. Wickerford: Circular, you say? 16:03 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah, you know, a lens flare. It was weird to get it under that light, but whatever. 16:03 \| Dr. Wickerford: Noted. 16:03 \| SCP-4427-B: Anyway, that made it worse. Made the head throbbing worse. I just got pissed and I kicked my bed. I don't know why I did; I had my shoes off and I knew that it had a metal frame. But I did, and my foot went straight through it, and I could feel the old foam inside the mattress on my foot skin and it freaked me the fuck out. And I stumbled backward and I saw my foot just slide out of the mattress metal like it was- like they were computer models, like 3D- like in a game, you know what I mean, just going straight through each other. I felt like I was going to throw up, and I spent a few seconds just leaning there keeled over, but it felt like an hour. 16:04 \| Dr. Wickerford: When you say it felt like an hour, do you mean literally? Do you think you were experiencing time distortion? 16:04 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah. I do. I thought about my fingertips against my jeans for at least 45 minutes. But when I looked at the clock, it had only been a few. 16:04 \| Dr. Wickerford: Noted. 16:04 \| SCP-4427-B: I get stuck in my head a lot. Sometimes it makes me feel worse. Maybe I wouldn't have hated you guys so much for the first couple months if I felt like I'd actually made something of my life out there before the Foundation got me. 16:04 \| Dr. Wickerford: I see. 16:04 \| SCP-4427-B: Uh, anyway, I stood up and just felt really zoomed out. I looked at the wall and I just reached for it, because it looked fisheye, like it was 20 feet away from me, but I could see the end of my hands were almost touching it. And then it just crumbled — like, I made it crumble. I guess it was on purpose. It just felt really possible, like I was in a dream and everything was just too easy to do. Doing it made my gut feel awful. From there I just panicked. My vision got normal again and I ran outside because it was hot inside and cold outside and that felt safer than staying around my family and feeling sicker and- yeah. And when I did that, well, you probably saw pictures of how busy that street is. It's downtown, and even on a Tuesday — was it a Tuesday? — there are dozens of people around. I don't know why I went out there. 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: You were panicking. Please continue. 16:05 \| SCP-4427-B: Yeah, I was. But you know the rest. I'd been seeing news about the Foundation nonstop and I hated you guys with a passion. Seeing that goddamn SUV pull up- I felt like I was going to explode. Everything in me was just screaming to run for my life. Maybe you guys should tone down your uniforms or something. The public's not used to you yet, and I definitely wasn't. That was when I felt myself slipping into that hole in the ground… type thing. But your men ran over to me with those blue-glowing devices and I started to feel a little less like I was drunk, and the hole in the ground started looking like grass again except some people were missing, and things started to feel real again. And then they knocked me out and here I am. 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: I can offer a belated apology for the methods through which you were secured- 16:05 \| SCP-4427-B: You can save it. I don't give a shit at this point, whether the public is watching or not. 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: I see. 16:05 \| SCP-4427-B: You said you had information on what could have caused this? 16:05 \| Dr. Wickerford: Yes. An anomaly has been appearing which seems to cause one in forty-five humans who made spatial contact with its volume to develop anomalous effects at random, just like you did. The Offsite Response agents who happened to be in Myrtle Beach that day definitely saw it on the street near your home, though we can't identify if you're in the images because it's thermal. Once we realized that it was causation and not just correlation — the people developing effects and the thermal images of the sphere manifesting in areas a lot of people pass through, that is — we started tracking it and the picture came together. That was several weeks after we'd contained you individually, of course. 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: What is it? 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Well, it's a sphere, and it's one hundred degrees Fahrenheit but not visible to the naked eye. Did you feel any heat on you at any point on the sidewalk? 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: Not that I remember. But it's cold out; I could have thought something hot was car exhaust or machinery or something. A hundred isn't that hot. And I walked down a lot of city streets that day. 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Noted. And you said you saw a circle in your bedroom that was abnormal? Not on the street? 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: That could have been a lens flare. 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Alright, I'll take your word for it. SCP-4427-B appears visibly uncomfortable. 16:06 \| SCP-4427-B: I'm not sure. 16:06 \| Dr. Wickerford: Okay. Did you have any other experiences immediately prior to your detainment that would give us clues as to how one could identify the anomaly without thermal imaging equipment? It's currently a serious threat to public safety. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: What anomaly? 16:07 \| Dr. Wickerford: The sphere which triggered your effects. SCP-4427-B leans over the table and lowers its voice. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: No, I didn't see any sphere. Whatever you're talking about is- weird, like I'm not supposed to be talking about that. It's making me feel like I have a hole in the head. And like someone is listening. You know, I thought I saw something weird like a lens flare near a lamp. Did I tell you that already? But when I looked, nobody was there. Dr. Wickerford finishes transcribing information. 16:07 \| Dr. Wickerford: Interesting. You appear to have some trouble remembering these events. I'll be interviewing you again tomorrow, if that's okay. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: I guess. 16:07 \| Dr. Wickerford: Very well. Thank you for your time, SCP-4427. 16:07 \| SCP-4427-B: It's all yours anyway. END LOG 16:07 Footnotes 1. 67% of cases documented both on thermal camera and by Foundation personnel have occurred in this setting. 2. Within the boundaries of Room 35, or within 3 meters of SCP-4427-B itself. 3. Reclassified Nov 2023 following behavior improvements. 4. Identities restricted to personnel with 5F/4427 (FEDERAL PERMISSION) clearance. 5. No Foundation personnel were present at the scene and no thermal imaging equipment was present at the scene. 6. No Foundation personnel were present at the scene and no thermal imaging equipment was present at the scene. 7. Information restricted to personnel with 5F/4427 (FEDERAL PERMISSION) clearance. 8. C-51174 9. C-61266
SCP-4428	esoteric-class	Dr. Michaels By: Lt Flops Published on 07 Oct 2019 13:56 ▷ Show Code ◁ △ Hide Code △ @import url(https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Montserrat:wght@600;700&display=swap); /* Centered Header Sigma * [2021 Wikidot Component] * By Lt Flops (CC BY-SA 3.0) * Forked from: * Penumbra Theme by EstrellaYoshte * Also based on: * Centered Header BHL by Woedenaz */ / ---- VARS ---- / :root{ --titleColor: hsl(0, 0%, 95%); --subtitleColor: hsl(60, 62%, 85%); --lgurl: url(https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/component:pride-highlighter/lgbtqp_logo.svg); } / ---- SITE BANNER ---- / #header, div#header{ background-image: none; } #header::before{ position: absolute; width: 100%; height: 100%; content: ""; background-image: var(--lgurl); background-position: center top; background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: auto 9em; opacity: .33; } #header h1, #header h2{ float: none; margin-left: 0; text-align: center; } #header h1 span, #header h2 span{ / Hide the Existing Text / display: none; } #header h1 a::before, #header h2::before{ / Style the New Text / font-family: "Montserrat", "Arial", sans-serif; text-shadow: none; } #header h1 a::before{ position: relative; bottom: .15em; color: var(--titleColor); font-size: 115%; font-weight: 700; } #header h2::before{ position: relative; top: .1em; color: var(--subtitleColor); font-size: 130%; font-weight: 600; } #header h1 a::before{ / Set the New Text's Content From Variable / content: var(--header-title, "SCP FOUNDATION"); } #header h2::before{ content: var(--header-subtitle, "SECURE - CONTAIN - PROTECT"); } / ---- SEARCH ---- / #search-top-box{ top: 1em; right: 0; } #search-top-box-form input.button{ margin-right: 0; } #search-top-box-input, #search-top-box-input:hover, #search-top-box-input:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit], #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus{ border-radius: 0; box-shadow: none; font-size: 100%; } / ---- TOP BAR ---- / #top-bar{ right: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #top-bar ul li ul{ border-bottom: 1px solid hsl(0, 0%, 40%); box-shadow: none; } / ---- LOGIN ---- / #login-status{ top: 1.1em; right: initial; color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); } #account-topbutton{ border-color: hsl(0, 0%, 87%); font-size: 100%; } / ---- PAGE TITLE ---- / .meta-title, #page-title{ text-align: center; } / ---- BREADCRUMBS ---- / .pseudocrumbs, #breadcrumbs{ text-align: center; } / ---- MOBILE DISPLAY ---- */ @media (max-width: 767px){ #search-top-box{ top: 1.85em; width: unset; } .mobile-top-bar{ position: relative; left: 0; display: flex; justify-content: center; } #login-status{ top: 0; right: 0; } #header .printuser{ font-size: 0; } #header .printuser img.small{ margin: 0; transform: translate(6px, 4px); } #my-account{ display: none; } #account-topbutton{ margin-left: 2px; } } Dr. Michaels By: Lt Flops & Henzoid Published on 07 Oct 2019 13:56 SCP-4428 Dr. Michaels is not in danger. Authors: Lt Flops and Henzoid Published on 7 Oct 2019 More by these authors: Henzoid Lt Flops [{$authorPage} ▸ More by this Author ◂] {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Dr. Michaels Department of Miscommunications Hub » Dr. Michaels NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION DEPARTMENT OF MISCOMMUNICATIONS The Department of Miscommunications (DoMc) is to handle all documentation and communication involving Dr. Michaels and follow a strict set of rules. These rules are impossible to state explicitly; however, we have designed this document in a way that heavily implies them. —Eli Forkley, Director, DoMc DOMC NOTICE: This file requires non-anomalous comprehensive inoculation. ☐ Commence non-anomalous inoculation. Dr. Michaels is Dr. Michaels. Dr. Michaels is not Dr. Michaels. The Earth is round. The Earth is flat. The sky is blue. The sky is green. [✔] Inoculation completed. You may proceed. COMMUNICABILITY INDEX: For adherence to the DoMc personnel Code of Linguistic Integrity, the information contained herein is 100% accurate and readily communicable through textual, pictorial, visual, audial, and subliminal means. Questionable personnel are to proceed to the Site-96 Medical Wing for the administration of Class-A Veritants,1 and if necessary, subsequent administration of Class-C Amnestics. Item Number: Dr. Michaels Special Containment Procedures: Dr. Michaels is not in danger. The personal well-being of Dr. Michaels is to be ensured. To this end, Dr. Michaels is kept at Site-96 and is not permitted to interact with personnel unless they are directly involved in his research and containment. A custodial team will follow Dr. Michaels throughout the day and sanitize the area after he leaves. No member of this staff is permitted to discuss their duties or the situations surrounding them. Description: Doctor Jeremy Feldson Michaels is a non-anomalous human male of British-Indian descent, currently employed as a Level-3 Researcher at Site-96. Dr. Michaels is 33 years of age and has worked for the Foundation for 8 years. He is unmarried and an only child, with no immediate family aside from his parents. ADDENDA MATERIALS I. Personal Safety Assessment Battery VIDEO LOG DATE: 2019/10/20 TIME: 08:16 UTC FOREWORD: Dr. Michaels is an asset to the Foundation because of his competencies in the fields of linguistics and miscommunications. The use of a Personal Safety Assessment Battery (or PSAB) is necessary to identify risks to his personal well-being. Designated personnel conducted the PSAB inside a locked containment chamber to identify issues with Dr. Michaels' mental health. [BEGIN LOG] A recent image of Dr. Michaels. Immediate surroundings redacted. Interviewer: Okay, so just tell me your name — as is protocol — and we'll start. How does that sound? Dr. Michaels: [He takes a deep breath.] Okay, my name is Doctor Jeremy Feldson Michaels. Interviewer: Perfect, now– [Interviewer glances above Dr. Michaels' head and shifts in their seat.] Interviewer: Um, sorry. So anyway, you checked in with the Site Psychiatrist yesterday. Now, this is meant to be a sort of follow-up to your visit. Could you tell me about how it went? Michaels: Yes, well, I've been a bit foggy for the past little while now. You know how that is — we all get that way when we're stationed away from our families, right? Interviewer: Hmm, could you be more specific? How does this “fogginess” manifest? Michaels: I have a constant looming feeling that I can't get out of my head. Like something just won't let go. I am speaking metaphorically, of course. Interviewer: Can you tell me roughly when this feeling began? Michaels: I would say right after we lost D-4428-3. Like, within seconds. Interviewer: [They write on a notepad.] Right, okay, so you had a traumatic experience. Michaels: It was something like that. Interviewer: This particular D-Class was part of your personal research team. Am I correct in stating that? Michaels: You are. Interviewer: Who else was on the team? Michaels: Well, in no particular order, that would be Agent Rosewood,2 D-4428-1,3 D-4428-2,4 Containment Engineer Howard Winters,5 and Researcher Gabi Kalpana.6 Interviewer: I see. So Jeremy, would you say these feelings are recurring? Michaels: No. Well, it comes and goes. Sometimes it pulls me down harder than I expect. Interviewer: All right. Your files say your family has no history of traumatic experiences — ah, except for your brother. Do you have a brother, Jeremy? Michaels: I do have a brother, yes. Interviewer: The doctor referred to him as a “stressor”. Could you explain? What happened to him? Michaels: Well, I couldn't tell you where he is now. It's not that I don't know. It's that I would rather not bring him up. Interviewer: Correct me if I'm wrong… Your brother was a source of hostility toward you. Michaels: He was an arsehole, sure, but with him, it was more insidious than that. My parents took him in when he was a kid. He's been my foster brother ever since, and we did get along fairly well. When we were growing up, though, something inside him snapped. After that, all he ever did was weigh our family down. Interviewer: And that's when he was hostile? Michaels: He wasn't confrontational — it wasn't like that — it was as if he was a dead weight on all of us, but especially on me. We grew up together, after all, and he was the most attached to me. When I went off to university, though, he– Well, he wouldn't let me go. Interviewer: The doctor's notes say you called him a– What was it? You called him “a parasite”. Michaels: [He tenses up for a moment, and then sighs and regains his composure.] I wanted to be on my own, that’s all. But when I was getting moved in, weeks after last seeing him, he was just there. I was hundreds of miles away, but he was there somehow. He's done this to other people, too. I– We weren't the first. Interviewer: Gotcha. [They flip through their notepad.] Now, Jeremy, what is your favorite color? Michaels: Pur– No, wait, maybe we can just skip that one. Interviewer: Are– Uh, you sure? Michaels: Go to the next question. Please. Interviewer: [They pause, putting a hand up to their ear, hidden from the recording device.] Actually, Dr. Michaels, you were here for the sewage backup, were you not? [Dr. Michaels nods.] Interviewer: I recently got a report that they found the source of that, actually. One of the security personnel — they found a huge pipe burst in one of the abandoned basement sub-levels. It was an absolute flood down there. Nobody is sure of the cause, though. Michaels: Just now? Interviewer: No, it was about a week ago now. They sent down a task force and lost one in the muck, and when they came back to look for them, it was as if they were incapacitated. They were fine, but they moved too slowly. Michaels: Okay. Interviewer: [They inhale sharply and lean forward in their chair.] The task force said they felt fogginess, as you did. Michaels: Did they, now? Huh, how coincidental. Interviewer: Indeed. [END LOG] II. Final Note RESEARCHER NOTE I have tried making myself perfectly clear in this document. I am completely fine, though I don't know how much more of this I can take. Please, if you are reading this, and you understand nothing is wrong: This can't keep up much longer. One of these days, someone might slip up, or even me, and… I can't do that to myself, or my family, or my fellow personnel. Miscommunications is doing wonders, and it's a miracle they've been able to get me through this, but there's only so much they can handle. Ultimately? I am okay, you understand? Please, please understand, and find some way to figure this all out. Dr. Jeremy Michaels Site-96 Researcher 2019/10/20 Footnotes 1. An agent used to verify the existence of a specific memory within a subject. 2. Deceased as of 2019-10-12 @ 19:48 UTC. 3. Deceased as of 2019-10-12 @ 23:57 UTC. 4. Deceased as of 2019-10-13 @ 01:44 UTC. 5. Deceased as of 2019-10-13 @ 09:51 UTC. 6. Deceased as of 2019-10-14 @ 20:38 UTC. [END OF FILE] ⠀ ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "Dr. Michaels" by Lt Flops, Henzoid, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-4428. 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: dr-michaels.png Name: 2010 Research Fellows Author: NWABR License: Attribution 2.0 Generic (CC BY 2.0) Source Link: Flickr Note: Edited by Lt Flops & Henzoid. Cropped, background removed and replaced with black. 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SCP-4429	euclid	William Shatner (pictured above) is both immune to SCP-4429's primary effect and the target of its secondary effect. Item #: SCP-4429 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents embedded in William Shatner's PR firm are to ensure he remains isolated from any reference to Pulp's song "Common People". Pre-interviews are to be conducted with interviewers and hosts to determine whether or not they intend to reference "Common People" during his appearance. Anyone who engages him in a conversation about the song is to be contained and amnesticized. Description: SCP-4429 is the anomalous, persistent belief that musician and actor William Shatner recorded a cover version of the song “Common People”, originally by Britpop band Pulp. While no such recording exists, affected individuals have consistent memories of this cover. The song's lyrics deal with an affluent female college student who glamorizes poverty and wants to be “like common people”; in the non-anomalous Pulp original, these lyrics are delivered in a disaffected, ironic manner, but all those under SCP-4429's influence describe Shatner's cover as “aggressive”, “biting”, and far more acerbic in its mockery of the student. SCP-4429 affects upwards of several million people. Those affected allege that this cover appears on Shatner's 2004 album Has Been, which in fact exclusively contains Shatner's own original spoken-word pieces. Among those affected is musician Ben Folds, who produced Has Been and claims to have produced the “Common People” cover as well; it does not, however, include William Shatner himself, who is the only known individual associated with this album to be completely resistant to SCP-4429's effects. SCP-4429 has a secondary, related effect that manifests when an affected subject attempts to converse with William Shatner about the supposed song. Those affected will become verbally hostile towards Shatner, escalating towards threats of physical harm. It is unclear if this would eventually lead to actual physical harm as Shatner has consistently been unwilling to remain in proximity of affected subjects once they start threatening him; while the Foundation became aware of SCP-4429 due to Shatner's failed attempts at prosecuting several such individuals, he has nonetheless declined all requests to test out the limits of its effects, even in controlled environments. When interviewed, affected individuals express no remorse. Addendum 4429-a: Transcript of radio interview, 11/02/2004 The following is a transcript of an interview on the music radio program Q between William Shatner, Ben Folds, and host Jian Ghomeshi. This is the first known occurrence of SCP-4429's secondary phenomenon. +Show transcript -Hide transcript Ghomeshi: …moving on, we need to talk about that incredible cover of “Common People”, which absolutely blew me away the first time I played it and really has only gotten better and better on each listen. Folds: Yeah, that one was really fun to put together, melding with Joe Jackson's singing and then the children's chorus at the end, but it does all come down to the delivery by Will, that makes it. Shatner: I'm sorry, I- Ghomeshi: Sorry to cut you off, but I just want to make this point and then get your feeling on it, and we can discuss the song in that context as well: It really feels, in many ways, like an extension of those lovely monologues you did on Star Trek, where you absolutely lay into some hapless alien who doesn't really understand humanity – did that play into it at all? Shatner: I really don't understand what we're talking about here. Ghomeshi: Has anyone ever told you that making music involves actual singing? You're not supposed to just say all the words into the mic, you know. Folds: I tried to tell him that but he really wouldn't listen. Shatner: Fellas, I can take a joke as well as anyone, but I… don't really care for these radio prank things, I'll be honest. Ghomeshi: Oh god, is this because I mentioned your acting career? Look, I just said I'm a big fan of the song, you don't have to be a huge ass about this. Folds: He is a bit of a prima donna when it comes to stuff like this, yeah. Shatner: What? No, I'm always willing to talk about my work on Trek, I'm very proud of it, it's just that- Ghomeshi: Of course you're proud of it, you fat Canadian fuck. You maple-syrup-guzzling moron. Shatner: Aren't… aren't you Canadian, too? What is this? Folds: Oh, shut up, Kirk. Why don't you go eat Spock's entire butthole? Ghomeshi: Tell me, “captain”, have you ever seen what your intestines look like? Would you like to? Ah forget it, you'd just eat them, you lard-ass. Shatner: I- ah, why- what the fuck- Folds: Oh, Shatner's too dumb to understand what's going on. Is that it? Is that it, you big, dumb, baby? Ghomeshi repeatedly smashes his face into the table in front of him, resulting in multiple cuts, contusions, and broken facial bones. Ghomeshi: Duh, look at me! I'm William fucking Shatner, and I'm the biggest dipshit in the world! Folds: That's you, Shatner. That's what you look like. That's what you will look like, after we're done with you. Shatner: Jesus… Christ. Shatner rapidly exits the interview room. Folds and Ghomeshi make no effort to follow him. Ghomeshi: (Yelling) Fucking TekWar sucked1! Addendum 4429-b: Data recovered from William Shatner's personal archives re: Ronald Coleman It was noted that in multiple instances of SCP-4429-induced hostile behavior towards William Shatner, the phrase “fat Canadian fuck” was used, even in cases where it did not fully make sense as an insult (as in the example in Addendum 4429-a). The Foundation explored Shatner's extensive collection of personal fan correspondence and discovered this phrase multiple times in the letters of Ronald Coleman, a 37-year-old unemployed male from Seacaucus, New Jersey. Coleman had written hundreds of letters to Shatner, largely consisting of vituperative insults and mockery, several of which liberally quoted from “Common People”. In these letters, Coleman accused Shatner of falling out of touch with his fans and deliberately ignoring them. Shatner was not aware of Coleman and had read none of these letters, as his personal assistant had filtered them from his inbox. The last letter Coleman wrote was posted shortly before the release of Has Been and consisted solely of a two-word profanity. In sharp contrast to the majority of his writings, Coleman's first dozen letters to Shatner were uniformly positive, praising him for his acting talent and musical prowess. As far as the Foundation has been able to determine, the tipping point for Coleman came after Shatner left a Seacaucus fan-meetup early, before Coleman was able to get him to sign an autograph. Coleman disappeared shortly after his final letter and his current whereabouts are unknown. Foundation agents searched his house and recovered a copy of Has Been which contained a cover of the song "Common People", apparently by William Shatner, that fits all known descriptions of SCP-4429. This copy has been extensively tested for cognitohazards and is completely non-anomalous; it is the only known recording of this song to actually exist. Footnotes 1. TekWar is a science fiction book, TV, and media franchise created by William Shatner.

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