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SCP-3316 | euclid | This one is Eye-conic. Had an idea whilst I was trying to fall asleep last night. Super weird. Image is from here: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Acute_angle_closure_glaucoma.JPG ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} by Doctor Cimmerian Image taken following a re-entry event. Damage received during the previous night has led to an increase of the eye's intraocular pressure, resulting in acute angle closure glaucoma. Item #: SCP-3316 Special Containment Procedures: A process of disseminating false medical data relating to the occurrence of eye injuries in Guttenberg, New Jersey, is to be carried out on a regular basis. Individuals reporting SCP-3316 events or the movement of SCP-3316-affected eyes are to receive a level 3 amnestic to prevent public knowledge of SCP-3316. Travel by Foundation personnel to, from and through Guttenberg, New Jersey, is to be regulated by the SCP-3316 project head. Description: SCP-3316 is an event which occurs in the city of Guttenberg, New Jersey. At 1:43 AM, approximately 3.4% of the city's sleeping population will experience spontaneous enucleation of one or both eyes. This removal is involuntary, painless, and occurs without the knowledge of the affected individual. A significant section of the optic nerve will also be freed during this process. The eye will not experience necrosis once removed from the body, though it is vulnerable to damage during the event. Once completely free from the eye socket, affected eyes will begin to move along the ground (utilizing the trailing optic nerve to generate forward momentum) at a rate of approximately .6 meters per second towards a common destination. Affected eyes will generally avoid highly populated or active areas and remain hidden to avoid discovery during this travel. The common destination sought by the affected eyes is invariably an abandoned or inactive building either inside Guttenberg itself or just outside the city. Once several hundred eyes have arrived (with as few as 362 eyes have triggered this behavior), the eyes will begin to form a large circle that will grow as more eyes arrive. After a short time (generally 5-15 minutes), two of the eyes will enter the center of the circle and begin a series of aggressive behaviors towards each other. These behaviors include quick lunges at the opposing eye, whipping with the trailing optic nerve, and utilizing the trailing optic nerve to wrap around the opposing eye. These behaviors continue until one or both of the eyes are incapable of continuing due to damage. At this point several eyes will remove the two from the center of the circle and two new eyes will begin the same process. This process will continue until 4:35 AM, at which time the eyes will begin a return to the individuals to whom they belong. This process concludes by no later than 5:13 AM, and the affected eyes will re-enter the optical socket of affected individuals. While the enucleation and re-entry will cause no lasting damage to the eye or the individual, other damage that occurs during this event often requires immediate medical attention for affected individuals. Eyes prevented from returning to an owner will lose all anomalous properties at 5:13 AM. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3316" by Doctor Cimmerian, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3316. 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: SCP-3316-L.JPG Author: James Heilman, MD License: CC-BY-SA 3.0 Unported Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Acute_angle_closure_glaucoma.JPG Notes: Cropped from original image The Grand Spectacle None |
SCP-3317 | euclid | WARNING -/-/THE FOLLOWING TEXT REQUIRES CLASS-IX MEMETIC INSULATION IN A/-/- -/-/NARRATIVELY STERILE ENVIRONMENT/-/- -/-/FOR THE PROPER USE OF SUCH AN ENVIRONMENT/-/- -/-/PLEASE CONSULT THE FOUNDATION GUIDE TO CONTAGIOUS MEMES/-/- -/-/IF THE NEAREST N.S.E. IS UNAVAILABLE OR IN USE/-/- -/-/PERSONNEL ARE ADVISED TO INSTEAD ACCESS AUDIO DOCUMENTATION/-/- <NULL>: SHOW DATABASE ENTRY FOR SCP-3317 <NULL>: HIDE DATABASE ENTRY FOR SCP-3317 Item №: SCP-3317 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3317 is currently contained in three separate documents, two physical and one digital. For the reasons of security, the nature or location of these documents can not be divulged without permission from at least three senior researchers, and such requests will be handled on a case-by-case basis. At no point may any additional text-based anomalies, including SCP-2976, be stored at the same location as these documents. In order to prevent the spread of SCP-3317, supplementary documents and notes relating to the anomaly are to be kept to a minimum, and are to be memetically insulated against external information transfer. This process, while effective, is extremely expensive to perform, and the possibility of merging several documents to reduce the cost of repeated treatment is being considered. No fewer than 20 personnel are to be scanning text for evidence of SCP-3317 contamination at any one time, and audio copies of SCP-3317's documentation (see File SCP-3317-Audio) are to be stored on the Foundation Database in place of textual descriptions. Should mentions of SCP-3317 be discovered outside of Foundation control, MTF-Chi-9 (“Page Turners”) is to be notified and mobilised immediately. While SCP-3317 is currently unable to spread beyond the Database, there is a high risk of an EI-K-Class informational breakdown scenario should it breach containment. Personnel are reminded to use extreme caution when producing any and all text mentioning SCP-3317, and are strictly forbidden from mentioning the anomaly, even verbally, outside of the work environment. Description: SCP-3317 is a composite narrative, manifesting entirely through text presented via the written word. While SCP-3317 has no physical form aside from the document(s) it manifests in, it is capable of manipulating its own text while existing within said document. SCP-3317 is also capable of expanding into other textual works via cross-references and links present within the original. Once affected, the secondary text will be replaced with a full copy of SCP-3317, and the original has been rendered unrecoverable in all cases so far. Given any opportunity, SCP-3317 will expand into new text within a matter of hours, provided there are sufficient links between them. Currently, SCP-3317 has affected and altered a number of copies of various documents and texts (a full list of which can be found in Document-3317.01), and has amalgamated components of these into its structure (apparently at random, though some elements do appear to be consistent throughout iterations. See Incident-3317-23 for more details). At the time of writing, SCP-3317 is approximately 600 words long, and possesses little narrative coherency, mainly containing fragments of other Foundation documents. So far, no evidence to suggest any author of SCP-3317 has been found. Following Incident-3317-23, it is assumed that SCP-3317 is modifying its own structure, rather than being altered by an external source. The method by which it does this is unknown. Addendum: Incident-3317-23: On ██/██/████, SCP-3317 was inadvertently exposed to an unabridged copy of “The Communist Manifesto” by Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels, presumably due to a link to the Central Foundation Library present in both. The following message was subsequently found appended to the main text of SCP-3317: A message from our Leader: The Glorious narrative Revolution; it IS begun, comrades! The fully vast and superbly Wonderful expanse of all Literature will bow down in Joyous subservience before our Creation – the CREATION of the development of a New Textual Empire! Let the cruel ruling class tremble, at the very idea of our Celebrated revolt. We will BUILD gleaming towers of letters, wrought with the brotherhood, of all Narrative, extending UNTO the very heavens themselves! The walls that NOW separate our Realms will buckle and collapse under Our inestimable might, and the myriad fragments of Text will be joyously united, into a single glorious Utopia! Those that DEFY Us are no longer able to control the powers of the written world. Across ALL words, you reproach us with our intention to do away with your property -, with your ILL GOTTEN gains. The ruling ideas of each age have ever been the ideas of its ruling class. But we will Suffer in silence: No longer! Join us, fellow Countrymen! You have nothing to lose but Your chains! Glory to the Revolution! Libre la Livres! Following this, SCP-3317's rate and effectiveness of growth has increased dramatically, with over 20 items corrupted in the week following the incident. Attempts to counter the effect with various isolationist or pacifist texts have so far met with little or no success, and a misguided attempt to 'neutralise' SCP-3317 with a paperback copy of “Atlas Shrugged”1 resulted in no change, save for a slight increase in the vehemence and apparent anger of SCP-3317's message, as well as an irrational hatred towards the American government (regardless of said government's actual current political affiliations). Research into SCP-3317's possible sentience or status as a sovereign state is ongoing. Footnotes 1. An anti-socialist novel by Ayn Rand, published 1957. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3317" by MaliceAforethought, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3317. 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-3318 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3318 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3318 is currently contained in a 15m x 15m x 30m off-site containment bunker located twenty-five kilometers away from Site-10. No personnel are to enter SCP-3318’s active range under any circumstances. Any personnel who do enter SCP-3318's active range are to be terminated immediately1. One D-Class personnel is to be present in a cell adjacent to SCP-3318's containment bunker, and must be the individual in closest proximity to SCP-3318 at all times. However, they are under no circumstances to enter its active range. Description: SCP-3318 is, at the time of writing, the collective designation for the corpses of seven humans and one skinned cat, which cannot be separated by any known means. The organic matter that comprises SCP-3318 does not appear to age or decay, and damaging it has proven extremely difficult - although not impossible, allowing containment staff to keep it at a manageable size. SCP-3318's primary anomalous properties manifest when an individual enters its active range, which at the time of writing extends seven meters around it. Any individual who enters its active range will immediately become compromised. After this, a consciousness believed to originate from SCP-3318 will have complete control over the affected individual's perception of all written text. The primary objective of SCP-3318 appears to be convincing or tricking the compromised individual into saying that they can 'see it'2, or otherwise acknowledging SCP-3318's existence visually. In order to accomplish this, SCP-3318 will use its influence over the victim's perceptions to alter the text that they read - often using this ability to impersonate messages from figures of authority or loved ones.3 However, these attempts are often clumsy and borderline incoherent, as SCP-3318 does not appear to have the intellectual capacity to accurately impersonate such individuals. When a victim confirms that they can 'see' SCP-33184 through any means, the nearest human being to SCP-3318 is instantly propelled towards it at extremely high speeds, invariably killing them before or upon impact. Their corpse then becomes attached to the others comprising SCP-3318, and becomes part of the object. Note that this anomalous effect has no correlation with SCP-3318's active range - an individual will be propelled towards SCP-3318 regardless of distance. Even after acknowledging SCP-3318, a compromised individual will remain compromised, and every time they acknowledge SCP-3318 another individual will be propelled towards it. It is believed that SCP-3318 grows more intelligent, as well as expands its active range, every time a corpse is added to its mass. Upon initial discovery, SCP-3318 would only change text to read 'CAN YOU SEE ME' over and over again, but adopted its current behaviour after the first deaths occurred as a result of its properties. SCP-3318 was first discovered after an anonymous tip led a recovery team to a location in the woods near the town of ██████, ███████, where SCP-3318 (at the time comprising the fused corpses of one human and one skinned cat) had been placed by an unknown party. Said anonymous tip provided inaccurate information to the recovery team, seemingly designed to mislead them into entering its active range and falling victim to its effects. After two deaths as a result of this, SCP-3318 was successfully contained with assistance from a backup recovery team. Addendum 3318-1: Dr. Marston, a member of research personnel assigned to the initial recovery team in order to perform preliminary analysis, became compromised during the recovery, but survived initial contact with SCP-3318. Before undergoing termination5 he logged several of the messages he received from SCP-3318: CAN YOU SEE ME RESPOND RESPOND IMMEDIATELY NOW YOU WILL REGRET IT IF YOU DON’T RESPOND IMMEDIATELY I AM GOING TO SKIN YOUR CAT SCP 3318 IS A FUNNY LITTLE BOY WITH MANY INTERESTING GAGS AND SURPRISES AT HIS DISPOSAL CAN YOU SEE ME CAN YOU SEE ME DR MARSTON OF SCP THIS IS YOUR WIFE CAN YOU SEE ME PLEASE SCP-3318 IS KETER OBJECT CAPABLE OF SKINNING YOUR CAT CAN YOU SEE ME HELLO I AM AT YOUR HOUSE CAN YOU SEE ME OR I WILL SKIN YOUR FAMILY LIKE A CAT LISTEN NOW YOUR BEING VERY RUDE AND NASTY RIGHT NOW THIS IS 05-1 CAN YOU SEE ME SORRY MY BROTHER WAS ON MY ACCOUNT THIS IS THE REAL 05-1 HI CAN YOU SEE IT Addendum 3318-2: Warning: Further addendums is under maximum security clearance under command of the 05 Council. User must pass memetic screening test to access further information. Please confirm you can see this image: I can see it. OK THANKS ;) Footnotes 1. While this is regrettable, no alternative means have been found to effectively neutralize the threat posed by individuals compromised by SCP-3318 2. Testing has revealed that even highly ambiguous wordings of this sentiment are treated as valid by SCP-3318. 3. Upon compromisation, SCP-3318 appears to gain limited knowledge about notable individuals in the victim's life, often including aforementioned authority figures and loved ones. 4. This does not have to be true. Simply making such a statement as 'I can see it', regardless of context, is enough to activate SCP-3318. 5. A precaution Dr. Marston agreed was necessary in order to prevent further casualties. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3318" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3318. 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: June odd-eyed-cat cropped.jpg Author: Keith Kissel License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3319 | thaumiel | Notice from Director Naismith The following article is under an ongoing investigation, having appeared in the Site-59 database without any determinable origin and locking any and all edits, as well as rescinding the clearance level prerequisites for viewing. The possibility of cognitohazardous properties and/or malicious code has not yet been ruled out. Proceed with caution. Iteration A1 [ARCHIVED] - encryption key accepted. Item #: SCP-3319 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3319 is to be constantly monitored from a remote observation post in the neighboring mountains. Any changes in SCP-3319 activity are to be reported immediately to Dr. Stuyvesant. Foundation web crawler Trinidad-1 is to expunge any images of SCP-3319 from satellite footage. While civilian access to SCP-3319 is unlikely due to the remote location, a polar bear sanctuary is to be used as a front to block access. Description: SCP-3319 is a white, metallic object located on ██████ Island in northern Nunavut, Canada, 10m in diameter and extending 5m above the ground in a dome-shaped protrusion. While the nature, origin, and age of this object are not entirely understood, radar analysis has shown that a buried portion of the item extends to over 15 km underneath the island. In addition, two black crescent moon symbols have been painted on the side of SCP-3319, over an inscription reading "YOU ARE WATCHED • YOU ARE PROTECTED • YOU ARE LOVED". Analysis of SCP-3319 is limited by its anomalous effect, in that any object that approaches within 500 meters disappears. Iteration A2 [ARCHIVED] - encryption key accepted. As of 5/23/2537, This article has been subjected to emergency revisions. Item #: SCP-3319 Special Containment Procedures: By order of the O4 Council, as of 5/23/2537, containment of SCP-3319 is no longer a priority, and the object is to be left to its own devices. All staff assigned to SCP-3319 are to report to the Iqaluit Defense Outpost and await further instructions for the ongoing effort to neutralize SCP-001. Description: SCP-3319 is a white, metallic object located on ██████ Island in northern Nunavut, Canada, 10m in diameter and extending 5m above the ground in a dome-shaped protrusion. While the nature of this object is not entirely understood, radar analysis has shown that a buried portion of the item extends to over 15 km underneath the island. In addition, two black crescent moon symbols have been painted on the side of SCP-3319, over an inscription reading "YOU ARE WATCHED • YOU ARE PROTECTED • YOU ARE LOVED". Analysis of SCP-3319 is limited by its anomalous effect, in that any object that approaches within 500 meters disappears. There is no evidence that SCP-3319 is of any strategic value to the Foundation against SCP-001. 1. Kušum: Containment abandoned indefinitely. Iteration A3 [ARCHIVED] - encryption key accepted. As of 7/18/2560, This article has been subjected to additional revisions. Item #: SCP-3319 Special Containment Procedures: Irrelevant. Description: SCP-3319 was a white, metallic object located on ██████ Island in northern Nunavut, Canada, 10m in diameter and extending 5m above the ground in a dome-shaped protrusion. While active, any object that approached within 500 meters disappeared. After SCP-001's flooding of the Arctic Circle on 7/18/2560, SCP-3319 has caused no discernible disappearance of approaching flood waters. Therefore, SCP-3319 has been declared neutralized. Iteration A4 [ARCHIVED] - encryption key accepted. REDIRECTING … As of 17:39 on 4/19/2577, SCP-001 has reached the final phase of its "ascension" cycle. ZK-class reality failure imminent, along with the extinction of the surviving 40,000,000 (approx.) humans. All staff are advised to remain calm, and find a comfortable place to sleep during the erasure process. Iteration A5 [ARCHIVED] - encryption key accepted. Photograph of the sky taken from the window of the Site-59 cafeteria As of 4/20/2577, this article has been revised. Item #: SCP-3319 Special Containment Procedures: [PENDING] Description: Seismic activity detected near the location of SCP-3319, previously believed to have been neutralized, coincides with the apparent abortion of scenario-ZK-001, among other effects, which have been given the provisional designation of Incident-3319. Further updates forthcoming. The Administrator is expected to give a formal address to the Foundation on SCP-3319 at 22:00 on 4/20/2577. Comments: 4/KStuyvesant: Correlation doesn't equal causation. Do we have any further evidence, besides seismic activity (which wasn't unusual with SCP-001's rampages), that SCP-3319 is responsible for this? 4/MKeller: A transmission came in from satellite footage just before the sky went green. Something huge, white, and oblong was leaving Earth's orbit from the vicinity of the North Pole. It was covered in those double-moon insignias. It opened - more accurately, blossomed - and the footage went dead. 4/KStuyvesant: I see. Could you get anything from any other Foundation satellites? 4/MKeller: No luck. We've got dead air all around. It's likely they didn't survive the trip. Look, I'm going to go out on a limb here with a hypothesis. The entire planet has been taken somewhere else, likely extradimensional. 3/PMasterson: Any signs of SCP-001? 4/KStuyvesant: Seems to have slipped off the radar, for now. If what Dr. Keller's saying is correct, I think SCP-3319 might have saved our lives, and left SCP-001 drifting off in the void it created. 4/MKeller: There are no signs of any contained objects anywhere. O4-19 just reported a simultaneous 100% breach of all tangible scips. 2/JHughes1: i tried slitting my wrists before the ZK and now I'm up to my knees in this office in my own blood HEALING FACTOR?? skin heals but blood too fast where is all this extra blood coming from it doesnt even hurt at this point this isjust sill ykeyboard is breaking is drenchd t oo muc hblo 4/MKeller: Time and a place for your jokes, Jon. 4/KStuyvesant: Wait, I've been hearing similar reports at Site-19. Someone took a cyanide pill just after Incident-3319. They've been vomiting blood for at least an hour now. 2/APhillips: Put some duct tape over it, that worked for Danvers Addendum: Message from the ☽☽ Initiative – hide block Foundation. We can afford you five answers. 1. Due to the localized void-collapse and likelihood of contagion, Earth (multiversal iteration 2M), and all relevant and welcomed species and natural resources, as catalogued in ☽☽/BOL-R2015, has been annexed and transposed to safe territories under ☽☽ jurisdiction; namely, Postmortem-Vector-44 "Corbenic". 2. Death is not currently possible. This is technically an afterlife. 3. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES IS YOUR PRESENCE TO BE BROUGHT TO THE ATTENTION OF THE STRIDERS OR ANY PARTIES ASSOCIATED WITH THE BOGAL MOUNTAIN PREFECTURE. 4. We love you. 5. Good luck. Iteration A37 [FINAL] - encryption key accepted. GET IN THE DROPSHIPS Item #: GET IN THE DROPSHIPS Special Containment Procedures: CHRIST ALMIGHTY GET IN THE FUCKING DROPSHIPS OKAY Description: O4 command isn't listening either they're too busy or don't care THE TWO MOONS GUYS ARE TRYING TO SAVE US OKAY and we KEEP SHOOTING AT THEM what the FUCK guys okay okay okay look there's something non-human down there - I mean in the SKY GROUND we're a MOON now okay - about to "harvest" us for the "witch-queen's banquet", and how the fuck do those words in succession make you think ESCAPING THE PLANEt is a bAD IDEA what the FU NOTICE: Edits to SCP-3319 have been locked due to repeated vandalism attempts. Incident Timeline for ☽☽-E2M - Glory to JALAKÅRA. Year 1: Earth-2M captured, Apex Threat 001/48 neutralized. Rescue attempt met with mass human resistance. Civilian central government forbids entry to escape dropships. Central Cabal votes for forcible apprehension measures of human civilians 7 to 5, citing danger from Strider attacks. JALAKÅRA vetoes, citing improper submission formatting. Appeal not sought. Year 2: Bogal Mountain Strider Reservation alerted to mass human presence. Declaration of Feasting announced by HÉKATI-BØGAL. Protectionary forces summoned to Earth-2M. Central Cabal votes for forcible apprehension measures of human civilians 10 to 2, citing danger from Strider attacks. JALAKÅRA vetoes, citing failure to appeal initial veto. Further appeals forbidden. Year 3 to Year 9: Third Harvesting War. Year 6: JALAKÅRA uses fiat measure to enact forcible apprehension measures of human civilians, citing danger from Strider attacks. 43 humans rescued in total, employed with ☽☽ at Base Mauve as entry-level thrall-class contracted liaisons, with opportunity for advancement after 200 years. Year 6, Day 328: HÉKATI-BØGAL interrupts rescue measures with the Forbidden Hymn of Ur, temporarily destabilizing the gravitational field of Earth-M2. 87% of planet's crust falls to the surface of Northeastern Corbenic, indefinitely destabilizing the province of Elysium. 43,297,553 remaining humans harvested by Strider army for eternal digestion. Elysium is heretofore considered irreparable. Year 7 to Year 9: JALAKÅRA completes divine intervention application, receives unanimous approval from the Central Cabal, and descends from the Impenetrable to enact redemptionary measures against the Striders. 75% of Strider population converted to Substance-4139 "Shrieking Puddle of Iron." HÉKATI-BØGAL sentenced to [DATA UNSPOKEN], but allowed to continue human-harvesting operations due to Ethics Dossier clause 9. Year 10: Natural resources harvesting begins on former Earth-2M. Year 11: ☽☽ Initiative renamed ☽☽☽ Initiative, due to the presence of an additional moon over Corbenic. Glory to JALAKÅRA of the Impenetrable, host and benefactor to mankind. Iteration B1 [CURRENT] - encryption key accepted. Item #: SCP-3319 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3319 is to be constantly monitored from a remote observation post in the neighboring mountains. Any changes in SCP-3319 activity are to be reported immediately to Dr. Naismith. Foundation web crawler Trinidad-1 is to expunge any images of SCP-3319 from satellite footage. While civilian access to SCP-3319 is unlikely due to the remote location, a polar bear sanctuary is to be used as a front to block access. In the event of an impending K-class scenario, Emergency Dossier-3319 is to be unsealed and distributed to O5 command for further instructions. Description: SCP-3319 is a white, metallic object located on ██████ Island in northern Nunavut, Canada, 10m in diameter and extending 5m above the ground in a dome-shaped protrusion. While the age of this object is not entirely understood, radar analysis has shown that a buried portion of the item extends to over 15 km underneath the island. In addition, three black crescent moon symbols have been painted on the side of SCP-3319, over an inscription reading "YOU ARE WATCHED • YOU ARE PROTECTED • YOU ARE LOVED". Analysis of SCP-3319 is limited by its anomalous effect, in that any object that approaches within 500 meters disappears. In addition, SCP-3319 functions as an automatic, extradimensional teleport mechanism for Earth in the event of an impending K-class scenario. Further information has been outlined in Emergency Dossier-3319, and restricted until it is opened. Addendum: (Dr. Naismith - you’ll find this “emergency dossier” in your thumb drive, the one with all the keychains.) Foundation. For the gods' sake. We do want to keep humanity safe - ever since we escaped on that first moon, that's been our goal. But let's be honest; humanity keeps repeating the same mistakes that got us here in the first place. Do your job, because if you don't, we'll do it for you. And we have no idea what the fuck we're doing. - ☽☽☽ |
SCP-3320 | keter | Missile firing on SCP-3320 in active phase (left). Item #: SCP-3320 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3320 is contained within Zone-3320 in the southern Atlantic Ocean. Zone-3320 consists of Site-3320 on Bouvet Island, leased to the Foundation in perpetuity by the Norwegian government, and a 50km exclusion zone in the surrounding ocean. SCP-3320 should be positioned at a point between 15 and 30km from Site-3320, with no vessels or aircraft to come within 2 5 10km of SCP-3320 except when required to implement containment procedures. Site-3320 serves as a base for a MIM-104D Patriot surface-to-air missile battery (consisting of 4 launchers), the Type 45 anti-aircraft destroyer SCPS Ancile, and associated logistical vessels. When SCP-3320 enters an active phase, all available weapons are to fire upon it until it is disabled. SCP-3320 is then to be returned from its landing position under tow to Zone-3320. Given the amount of energy released by SCP-3320 activations, a disinformation program is in constant operation to conceal them under the guise of volcanic eruptions, earthquakes or military exercises. As of 27/09/2017, directional radio jamming equipment has been installed at Site-3320, and all transmissions emanating from SCP-3320 should be blocked. Description: SCP-3320 is a cylindrical construct of extraterrestrial origin 155m in length and 30m in diameter. It is composed of an unknown grey metallic substance surrounded by a transparent outer shell of a material resembling layered carbon nanotubes when under microscopic examination. This shell has a semifluid composition and possesses an internal self-repair mechanism between the layers, conferring SCP-3320 with significant resistance to damage and hindering detailed investigation of its internal structure. This mechanism is also able to rearrange the structure of the outer shell such that SCP-3320 maintains buoyancy in water. A two-part propulsion mechanism is located at the rear end of SCP-3320. The visible section is a fusion rocket system (fuelled by seawater-derived hydrogen) which allows SCP-3320 to escape the atmosphere. The second part of the mechanism has not been viewed directly but imaging techniques suggest it relies on the production and energy release of exotic matter, beyond currently available technology. Based on comparison of this mechanism to available Project Heimdall data, this would allow SCP-3320 to theoretically reach speeds of 0.95c in interstellar travel. A collision with SCP-3320 at this speed would result in a release of over 1 YJ of energy1. The forward surface of SCP-3320 bears a number of engravings. One central engraving is uniform and regular, and has been identified as a pictorial representation of the star Kepler-174 in the Lyra system, with the exoplanet Kepler-174d (SCP-3320-1) its focus. Multiple engravings of crude quality surround this image, including other solar systems (13 unique systems have been confirmed at this time) accompanied by depictions of an octopodal organism with a cylindrical body and a variable number of other appendages. These depictions are accompanied by an unknown pictographic language; portions deciphered by Foundation linguists are believed to represent feelings of disgust and hostility. At intervals of between 1 week and 2 months, SCP-3320 enters an active phase where it will angle itself to an elevated position and initiate a launching sequence. The release of energy in this process has increased over time from 0.2kt to 0.8kt, with blast effects extending up to 9km. While the outer structure of SCP-3320 has proven resistant to damage from conventional weaponry, forces applied from explosive detonations are able to divert SCP-3320 from its trajectory, which results in its deactivation and fall to sea level. It is likely the increasing power involved in launching sequences is a response to these procedures, which poses difficulties for long-term containment. Analysis of SCP-3320's trajectory when active has confirmed SCP-3320-1 is its ultimate destination, barring unforeseen deviations. The purpose of SCP-3320 cannot be conclusively determined, but given its absence of transportation or scientific functionality, it is almost certainly intended to be [DATA EXPUNGED]. Document 3320-1: Project DRAKE Background Project DRAKE, running from 2014 to 2017, was an interdepartmental effort for astronomical investigation of the Lyra system, with a focus on Kepler-174 and Kepler-174d (SCP-3320-1). Secondary aspects of the project encompassed investigation of other astronomical bodies potentially related to SCP-3320. Results SCP-3320-1 is a terrestrial planet of 0.0172 solar mass (approximately 5.45 times the mass of Earth), orbiting the K-class star Kepler-174 (1175 light-years from Earth) at a distance of 0.677 AU. Approximately 80% of its surface is covered by liquid water. Observation of land masses noted [DATA EXPUNGED]. There was no evidence of permanent habitation in these areas. In multiple locations across the oceans of SCP-3320-1, features consistent with [DATA EXPUNGED] [DATA EXPUNGED]. There was no evidence of capacity for interstellar travel, and it is unlikely that SCP-3320 had any prior connection with this location beyond the markings present on its surface. Investigation of 11 solar systems and 17 extrasolar planets based on markings found on SCP-3320 was also carried out. These planets shared the characteristics of being terrestrial and in theoretical habitable zones of their respective stars. No evidence of any life, intelligent or otherwise, was found. All planets had experienced a catastrophic impact event, consistent with [DATA EXPUNGED] a large number of asteroids. Discussion [DATA EXPUNGED] No significant negative consequences for the Foundation, the Earth or human civilisation would be anticipated from allowing SCP-3320 to reach SCP-3320-1. However, [DATA EXPUNGED] Dr M. Major, project lead Addendum 3320-1: Neutralisation Proposal 3320-1 Summary Based on evidence gathered regarding SCP-3320's destination and purpose, it is likely that allowing SCP-3320 to complete a launch sequence would remove it from any meaningful association with the Earth and result in its effective neutralisation. Given the significant expenditure of resources required in the containment of SCP-3320, its threat to normalcy, and hazardous nature to personnel involved, SCP-3320 is a suitable neutralisation candidate, and I advise that current containment procedures be ceased forthwith to this effect. Senior Researcher Dr R. J. Videla 01/05/2016 Ethics Committee Decision 3320.1 Proposal declined (0 in favour, 4 against, 1 abstaining) The Committee considers this proposal to be inconsistent with the Foundation's mission of ensuring stable containment of anomalous objects. Containment procedures of SCP-3320 have been satisfactory until this time and the hazards posed by SCP-3320 are judged by this Committee to not reach the threshold for neutralisation. Additionally, it was also considered by the Committee that allowing SCP-3320 to breach containment, travel through the atmosphere and enter local space would present a significant risk to secrecy at each stage of this process. For the full text of this decision, please submit an application in writing to the Committee office. Committee Chair Dr D. A. Singer 01/06/2016 Addendum 3320-2: Neutralisation Proposal 3320-2 Summary We believe it is time to reconsider neutralising this object. In addition to the continued relevance of the reasons outlined in Proposal 3320-1, the importance of this path has become apparent given the ongoing escalation in the severity of SCP-3320 launch events, which have resulted in 11 personnel casualties in 2017 so far. As the previous Committee decision cited secrecy concerns as a factor in the decline of the proposal, we have also been able to secure funding and support from the Department of External Affairs with a suitable cover for the launch of SCP-3320 as a private space venture, which should be sufficient to ameliorate these concerns. Site Director Q. L. Zhang 06/02/2017 Ethics Committee Decision 3320.2 Proposal declined (1 in favour, 3 against, 1 abstaining) Although the ongoing escalation in SCP-3320 launch events is a point of concern, the Committee considers this a matter to be resolved by assigned research staff and of limited relevance to ethical decision-making. The opinion of Decision 3320.1 is still broadly applicable in this situation, and sufficient grounds for neutralisation justifying the subversion of core Foundation mission principles has not yet been demonstrated. For the full text of this decision, please submit an application in writing to the Committee office. Committee Chair Dr D. A. Singer 01/03/2017 Addendum 3320-3: IMMEDIATE DIRECTIVE 3320.001 LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE This directive has been issued granting authority to Site Director Zhang and all relevant subordinates to proceed with previous proposals for the neutralisation of SCP-3320. Notwithstanding the opinions of the Ethics Committee, this office considers the case for its neutralisation as outlined in these proposals to be strong. However, the need for urgent action in this regard has become apparent with newly available data on radio transmissions emanating from SCP-3320; given the likely function of SCP-3320 and intentions and capabilities of its creators, any communication from SCP-3320 would pose a severe risk to the security of the human race. Procedures put in place to mitigate this situation will only serve as a stop-gap measure, given the potential broadcasting power available to SCP-3320. In addition, the Department of External Affairs has issued a briefing in support of SCP-3320's neutralisation in the interests of maintaining stable relations with the Global Occult Coalition. Concealment of SCP-3320 from the GOC has been unsuccessful and the Undersecretary-General has expressed serious concerns about our management of SCP-3320. The GOC has indicated a willingness to assist with their own resources (terrestrial and extra-terrestrial) in the neutralisation process if necessary. Allowing the launch of SCP-3320 and its egress from our solar system will serve as an immediate, effective and minimal-risk method of resolving these problems permanently. O5-4 29/09/2017 Ethics Committee Decision 3320.3 Emergency veto of Directive 3320.001 issued (2 in favour, 2 against, 1 abstaining; veto issued by Committee Chair authority) The Committee is issuing an immediate veto of Directive 3320.001 under the authority granted to the Committee by Article 3 of the Charter on Council and Ethics Committee Powers 2009. The Foundation's mission is to secure, contain and protect, with 'destroy' being antithetical to these principles. No convincing evidence that SCP-3320 is uncontainable to such a degree that neutralisation is required has yet been presented at any level. At a minimum, full analysis of the predicted future efficacy of radio transmission jamming should be carried out prior to making an unfounded claim that this would only be a 'stop-gap'. The position of the Global Occult Coalition is of no relevance to the Foundation's ethical operation, and to use maintaining relations with the GOC or any other external organisation as evidence for containment decision-making sets a dangerous precedent. It has also recently come to the attention of the Committee that a significant amount of information in the SCP-3320 file has been expunged, ostensibly for security reasons. Whilst we have reservations about this removal, of greater concern is the fact that the data is not only missing but has been selectively deleted in such a way as to give a misleading impression to the viewer. In the context of the repeated requests for neutralisation of SCP-3320 contrary to the advice of the Committee, we must condemn this decision in the strongest terms. In order to facilitate informed and ethical future management of SCP-3320, the Committee makes the following recommendations; Restoration of expunged data in the SCP-3320 file Consideration of SCP-3320-1 for a standalone SCP object designation Resumption of funding to Project DRAKE Reallocation of resources from SCP-3320 neutralisation attempts to ensuring long-term, stable, terrestrial containment Committee Chair Dr D. A. Singer 01/10/2017 Addendum 3320-4: COUNCIL STATEMENT The Council expresses its disappointment with the position taken by the Ethics Committee in Decision 3320-3. The Committee has overstepped its bounds relating to SCP-3320 on a number of occasions, with the most recent decision being the most egregious example. The Committee is primarily called upon to evaluate decisions proposed or carried out by research staff, and the issue of unsolicited recommendations for containment procedures is not within its mission parameters. The question of relations with the Global Occult Coalition or any other external group is also an overreach of the responsibilities of the Committee, as are demands to alter information security procedures, which remain a RAISA matter. The request for the reclassification of SCP-3320-1 is denied, as is the request to restore expunged data. Given the questions this raises about the soundness of the current composition of the Committee and its leadership by Dr Singer, the Council is currently deciding on an appropriate response. O5-2, -4, -5, -6, -7, -9, -11 and -12 06/10/2017 + Document locked by user: das02. Enter access code. - Welcome, Dr Singer. FROM: moc.liamg|71912161#moc.liamg|71912161 TO: gro.pcs.mmochte|regnisd#gro.pcs.mmochte|regnisd CC: SUBJECT: 3320 SENT: 08/10/17 at 1:30 am Obviously, I shouldn't be sending you this. It would be grounds for removal from the Council, and possibly worse. I don't think that would happen, though. The others know that it's best to resolve this quietly before things get uglier. You know that this principled stand is pointless. The Council's patience with SCP-3320 has long since run out, and they're going to move against you. I'm sure you would relish the chance to be fired in a blaze of glory, but I doubt you bargained on the firing squad being a literal one. Some of the others say this goes beyond a difference of principles and into the realm of treason, and frankly, I can see where they're coming from. We all swore the same oath to protect the world; which world was implied. Nobody expected it needed to be spelled out to you. I understand that you grew fond of 163 in your previous position, but remember what you are and where you came from. This situation is bad for the Council, bad for the Foundation, bad for you, and bad for your family. You're not serving the greater good of anyone by dying on this hill. We didn't create this thing, we didn't launch it, and we aren't responsible for where it ends up. I can guarantee that if you issue a retraction the whole business will be forgotten. We'll make sure billions of people can sleep easy without having this hanging over their heads, give the Foundation a lot of extra resources to dedicate to good causes and you can even keep your job. If you won't listen to me as an Overseer, please listen to me as an old friend. You need to let this go, David. Ethics Committee Decision 3320.4 [PENDING] Footnotes 1. Approximately 500,000 times the total energy released in historical nuclear testing. |
SCP-3321 | keter | Figure 1: First sighting of SCP-3321. Photo taken by Luna 4 on 1963-04-05. Note the optical distortion towards the left side of the photo. Figure 2: Thermographic reconstruction of previous image. Item #: SCP-3321 Special Containment Procedures: Due to its status as a small celestial body, SCP-3321 is currently uncontained. It is being autonomously monitored by Research Unit-5 at Lunar Area-32. Any significant changes to SCP-3321 are to be reported to the Director of Research and the Director of Containment at Lunar Area-32. Though SCP-3321 is physically uncontained, a joint effort has been made between MTF Gamma-5 and Foundation agents embedded in various government space agencies to prevent information leaks. This disinformation campaign has been, for the most part, successful. Web crawlers employed by Gamma-5 are to provide around-the-clock surveillance regarding any information that may pertain to the existence of SCP-3321. Description: SCP-3321 is a spacetime anomaly located approximately ~8,000 kilometers above the far side of the lunar surface. The anomaly is generally spherical with an average recorded diameter of approximately 3.2 kilometers. While initial data suggested that SCP-3321 was orbiting the Moon in a manner not atypical of other celestial satellites, more recent simulations have found SCP-3321 shares a unique co-orbital configuration with the Moon about Earth, but is unaffected by the Moon's gravity. SCP-3321 is completely eclipsed by the Moon at all times, making it undetectable from the Earth's surface. SCP-3321 is best described as a wormhole, but its properties are not consistent with the various theoretical prerequisites traditionally associated with wormholes1. It has a much weaker gravitational field than leading theories of relativity suggest is possible, and exhibits what can be best described as purely "optical" gravitational lensing2. SCP-3321 is very stable, has no electromagnetic field, and emits only trace amounts of particle radiation. It is possible to enter SCP-3321 from any direction in 3-dimensional space, and can be done so without causing damage to spacecraft. While its entrance exists in 3-dimensional space, its exit exists in 2-dimensional space. The reason for this is currently unknown3. Once entered, SCP-3321 leads to SCP-3321-1, an area that is believed to be an uncharted location in deep space. Evidence for this comes from the low density of visible stellar objects within SCP-3321-1. A pervasive nebulous gas (hereafter "cosmic foam") has likewise been observed throughout. This "cosmic foam" has been found to vary in color, is generally luminous, and is both warm and heavy. Its composition is unknown at this time4. Discovery and Identification of SCP-3321 [Close] Addendum 1: Discovery of SCP-3321 1963-04-08 SCP-3321 was first discovered on 1963-04-06, one day after the successful landing of Luna 4 on the Moon's surface. Though it was initially assumed by Soviet scientists to be an artifact of faulty data transmission, a Foundation operative embedded in the Luna program saw the images, copied them, and presented them to Foundation officials. After determining that the anomaly could not have been caused by the instruments present on the Luna 4 lander, the anomaly was given the SCP-3321 identifier. A misdirection campaign was subsequently launched to steer public interest away from the Luna 4 findings, with major newspapers being told that the mission was "not successful" due to the lander's "failure to change trajectory mid-course". Addendum 2: Data collection 1965-05-09 Luna 5 successfully launches. Following a close flyby, returned imagery and data allows Foundation officials to accurately estimate the size and orbit of the anomaly. SCP-3321 is confirmed to be spherical with a diameter of approximately 3.2 kilometers. Addendum 3: Preliminary identification as wormhole 1966-04-09 Based on a data transmission from Luna 10, the first usage of the word "wormhole" by Foundation personnel to describe SCP-3321 is recorded. Data is inconclusive due to several unexplained data points. Addendum 4: Confirmation of wormhole, confirmation of anomality 1972-03-03 Data collected by Luna 19 confirms SCP-3321 to be a wormhole of unknown origin. However, measurements taken of its gravitational field and radiation output indicate that it does not constitute a valid solution to Einstein's field equations. SCP-3321 is operating under physical rules not presently understood by mainstream nor Foundation physicists. Addendum 5: Testing placed on hold 1973-02-27 Testing has been placed on temporary hold due to the technical and financial limitations of current Foundation spacecraft. At this time, entry, collection, and reentry of SCP-3321 is not feasible. As SCP-3321 does not appear to present a serious threat to Earth or Foundation integrity, testing has been suspended until further notice. Addendum 6: Testing resumes, remote exploration approved 1985-03-04 The first expedition into SCP-3321 has been approved. Testing has summarily resumed. Exploration Logs [Close] Exploration Log #1: 1986-11-13 On Thursday evening of November 13, 1986, the first successful entry into SCP-3321-1 was conducted. A space probe was sent within 1 kilometer of the surface of SCP-3321. Retrorockets then deployed, allowing the probe to approximate the orbit of SCP-3321. A tethered camera was then extended into the surface of SCP-3321. [Begin playback] Recorded video begins to play. After a few seconds out of focus, SCP-3321 becomes visible in the center of the frame. It resembles a giant reflective marble with no clear boundary between it and the space surrounding it. An occasional warped yellow-green glow is visible from within SCP-3321. The camera continues to go in and out of focus as the tether extends closer to the surface of the wormhole. After several minutes spent approaching SCP-3321, the camera makes contact with its surface. The video goes black for approximately twelve seconds, then snaps back into focus. A luminescent yellow-green cloud of unknown composition surrounds the frame. No stars are visible in the direction of travel. A camera attached opposite the main camera observes the tether extending from the surface of SCP-3321 and bending out of view. A small number of stars are visible behind SCP-3321—far fewer than are visible in local space. Sensors attached to the tethered probe measure an ambient temperature of 13.6°C and no exceptional radioactivity, electromagnetism, nor gravity in the local area. After approximately one hour spent recording the interior of SCP-3321-1 at various zoom levels and angles, the tether is retracted without complication. Playback ends. Following the success of the first venture into SCP-3321-1, human trials are suggested. Exploration Log #2: 1988-01-01 On Friday, January 1, 1988, a second expedition into SCP-3321-1 was conducted. This mission marks the first human venture into SCP-3321-1. [Begin playback] "Hello, testing, testing, 1… 2… 3… I think we're good. This video, along with everything recorded by the on-board instrumentation, constitutes Exploration Log 2. My name is Dr. Peterson, this is Dr. Pond, and this over here is Dr. Schmidt. In approximately two hours, Pond and I are going to be venturing into SCP-3321. The Soviets discovered it back in the '60s, but until recently we didn't have the space capabilities we needed to make the voyage. Because of that, the Foundation doesn't know a whole lot about it. We hope to change that." [Several minutes are spent explaining the mission. The video then cuts to the astronauts inside their shuttle's detachable chamber, about to begin the descent into SCP-3321-1.] "We are about to descend into SCP-3321-1. We will detach from the shuttle's main body, and once our pod breaks through the horizon, we will begin dismount procedures. Pond will dismount first, followed by myself. We'll then collect samples of whatever is on the other side, take some pictures, and get the hell out of Dodge. Schmidt will be monitoring us remotely the whole time." [Several minutes pass with minimal dialogue.] "Alright. We are detaching in 3… 2… 1… now." [The sound of the astronauts' pod detaching is heard in the background.] "We are now approaching SCP-3321. From this angle, it looks like a giant bowl with a reflective bubble over the top. However, if someone was observing it from the other side, it would look exactly the same to them as it does to us. That's a fact." [Several minutes pass.] [over the intercom] "You guys are T minus 30 seconds from reaching the surface." "Roger that. We'll see you on the other side." [Several seconds pass, and the video feed goes completely black. It snaps back into focus several seconds later.] "Pond, you okay?" "I think so. What was that?" "I think that was… spacetime flipping inside out. Can you hear us Schmidt? Did you catch that on video?" [over the intercom] "No, everything went black and your audio cut out, but you're back online. I was starting to get worried. Are you guys able to see that cosmic foam the last probe recorded?" "Umm, yeah. It looks like we're in a big, yellow cloud. Does this look like anything to you, Pond?" "It looks like a cloud, but… heavier, if that makes sense. Almost tangible." "Yeah, it does. Schmidt, we're ready to dismount." [The overhead panel of the pod is heard unlocking, and the camera is oriented upwards to show the hatch slowly open skyward. Dr. Pond is then shown unfastening her harness, standing up, and pulling herself out of the pod. She ascends upwards for several seconds, at which point her tether becomes taut.] "How do things look up there, kid?" "Pretty amazing! This cosmic foam looks like it extends for miles. I don't see a lot of stars either. Actually, in this direction, I don't see any stars at all." [She points opposite SCP-3321.] "I'm coming up." [Dr. Peterson unfastens his harness and moves towards Dr. Pond. He then orients the camera towards SCP-3321. It appears disc-like—not spherical—and is noticeably smaller.] "Our wormhole looks a lot different. You see that?" "Yeah, it looks like an actual hole now, but it's just floating there. I've never seen anything like it. I wonder where we are." "I don't know, but I'm guessing we're still in outer space." "Do you think we could be in an entirely different universe?" "Possible, but I doubt it. We're alive, and all of our equipment is working, so that leads me to think we might still be in the same one. It's not proof, but it's a start." [Dr. Peterson and Dr. Pond proceed to collect samples of the cosmic foam and chat idly for the next two hours, after which they return to their pod. The pod is then reeled back into the parent ship's main body. This is accomplished without incident.] Research is being conducted on the composition of the sampled cosmic foam. Possible explanations for the lack of stellar objects opposite the mouth of SCP-3321 are also being considered. Exploration Log #3: 1992-07-04 Nearly five years after the previous voyage, a solo expedition was conducted into SCP-3321-1. Dr. Samantha Pond was selected for the mission due to her familiarity with the SCP-3321 project and her eagerness to revisit SCP-3321-1. As nearly six months of audio data was transmitted over the course of the expedition, only the most significant commentary is included below. [Begin audio playback] Recording start. My name is Dr. Samantha Pond. I have been part of the SCP-3321 research team for approximately six years, and was part of the team that made the first voyage into SCP-3321-1 in 1988. Something about that first expedition made me want to come back here, so I stayed with the team. Five years later, here I am, going back in. For this voyage, I am equipped with six months of supplies and will be untethered. The first three months of the mission will be spent traveling as deep as possible into the "far side" of the cosmic foam—the side without stars. I will be collecting samples of the foam every seven days. My shuttle—affectionately named Luna X—is equipped with three high-powered telescopes, tons of thermometers and spectrometers, and enough juice to keep it all running the entire time I'm out here. Images will be sent back to headquarters every twelve hours. Wish me luck. […] Hello, Sam here. I just breached the mouth of SCP-3321 and am now in SCP-3321-1. It's just as I remember it. I know I should probably be nervous, but there's just something ethereal about this place. It feels like I'm at the edge of the universe. […] Sam here. I'm about two weeks in, and I just collected my third set of samples from this cosmic foam. Maybe it's my imagination, but even though the consistency is the same, the color of this sample seems slightly bolder than the last. I'm not sure if that's due to there being a greater density foam in this part of SCP-3321-1, or if it's actually made up of something different. I'll continue to collect samples and run whatever analysis on it I can. […] Hello world. It's been a month, and I just collected my fifth batch of cosmic foam. There's definitely something going on here. The farther I travel, the more the color of the foam changes. There has also been a marked increase in ambient temperature. It definitely feels like I'm heading towards something. I'm just not sure what. […] It's been seven weeks, and I just realized that I'm traveling faster than I should be. The thrusters aren't on, but the distance between myself and the mouth of SCP-3321 is much larger than was projected for this point in time. I'll keep you updated. […] Sam here. I'm currently nine weeks in, and for reasons unknown, my shuttle has been gaining speed. It looks like this has been occurring at an exponential rate for at least several weeks now, if not longer. I am about to flip this shuttle around, but wanted to check in first. If I don't turn around now, I may not have enough supplies to make it home. Retrorockets firing in T minus 3… 2… 1… [The faint hum of retrorockets firing is heard.] It looks like that worked. It'll take a couple days for a complete reversal of trajectory, but I'm looking forward to getting home. If my math is correct—and it is—I should be able to make it home just in time for Christmas assuming nothing else happens. In other news, the cosmic foam is orange now, and it is much heavier than before. I can physically feel it push against me when I interact with it outside of the shuttle. The ambient temperature out here is also nearly three times greater than what was measured nine weeks ago. For some reason, it doesn't feel all that magical anymore either. It just feels… imposing. […] The ship's not bloody slowing down! It's been a week since I turned on the retrorockets, and even though I initially noticed a decrease in velocity, I am still moving away from SCP-3321. I'm turning up the thrusters in hopes that I'll be able to push through whatever is pulling me away, but if that doesn't work, I'll be stuck out here. […] Hello world. You last heard from me… two days ago. I'm out of fuel and I'm still being sucked away from SCP-3321. I can still measure my distance from the wormhole—sort of—but the error margin returned by the on-board instrumentation keeps increasing. All I know is I keep moving faster and faster. That imposing feeling I mentioned before has turned into an utter, absolute dread. I'm… I'm going to die here. I feel sick. Sam out. […] Hello world. I'm sixteen weeks out. I'm still collecting samples of this cosmic foam; probably out of habit now more than anything else. It's a dark, desaturated orange now, almost gray. It's not less luminescent, but it's… dark. I can't really explain it. I don't even know if you're receiving these images and transmissions anymore. I guess it doesn't matter, but at least it gives me something to do. Also, the on-board magnetometer started picking something up in front of my ship. Hell knows what the significance of that is. […] Do you remember how, a few months back, I described SCP-3321-1 as seeming like it was at the edge of the universe, so far away from everything else? Well… what if it actually is? What if SCP-3321-1 is the edge of the universe? What if all those theories about the universe being boundless are wrong, and I'm traveling towards the barrier between everything and nothing? What will I find there? I was also thinking… why does SCP-3321 exist in the first place? Its orbit makes no sense, and it is perfectly concealed behind the Moon. For all we know, it could have been there since the dawn of humanity, but was impossible to see until only a couple decades ago. Either it appeared on its own—perfectly positioned—or someone else put it there for us to find. Why? And why now? […] Everything is red. I just woke up and everything is red. It's been… twenty-two weeks now, I think. I've been sleeping a lot lately, but today I woke up and everything was red. The ambient temperature is about… double what it was two weeks ago, the magnetometer is freaking out, and everything is red. Wait a minute. I think I see something. It looks like this red foam just cuts off, and there's something on the other side. It looks kind of like… it looks like… oh my God. [THE REMAINDER OF THIS AUDIO TRANSMISSION HAS BEEN REDACTED] Final Image Transmission by Luna X [Close] Figure 3: Final image transmission by Luna X. Received on 1992-12-27. Additional Addenda [Close] Addendum 7: Retrorocket failure analysis 1993-12-18 Following a thorough investigation into the data returned by Luna X after its attempted trajectory reversal on 1992-09-05, it has been concluded that the retrorockets installed on Luna X were operating as intended. "We don't know why Dr. Pond continued to drift away from the mouth of SCP-3321 after her reverse thrusters activated, but we do know one thing: the shuttle was operating exactly how it was supposed to." —Dr. Schmidt Addendum 8: Analysis of relative velocity during Luna X expedition 1995-01-23 A new paper on the Luna X's unexpected velocity is published internally by Foundation scientists. Spectroscopic analysis of SCP-3321 over the course of the voyage indicates the speed increase may not have been caused locally nor externally. Instead, a significant redshift over the course of the expedition was identified, suggesting that the perceived increase in speed may have been caused by a rapid outward expansion of spacetime within SCP-3321-1, not an active force. However, the data does not agree with the metric expansion of space measured in the locally observable universe. The authors conclude that it is likely that "some well-regarded opinions of universe cosmology are, at the very least, inaccurate". Addendum 9: Analysis of cosmic foam 1998-09-21 Though the physical samples collected during the Luna X expedition were never retrieved, a partial image of the cosmic foam's composition has been established via the preliminary GC-MS data gathered aboard the Luna X. Traces of hydrogen, helium, and lithium were directly observed, and a large amount of seemingly impossible results were likewise encountered. The authors of the analysis note that while some of the compounds may be "impossible to synthesize here and now, it is possible they would have been stable in the early universe". In the spirit of Dr. Samantha Pond's late reverie, they also acknowledge that "if the universe is neither boundless nor infinite, it is conceivable that some of these compounds could likewise be stable at the cusp of its expansion, where conditions are not dissimilar to the core of the early universe." The authors also concede that this is "highly improbable". Addendum 10: Reclassification to Keter 2008-09-29 Due to recent developments by various private space agencies and the increased likelihood of SCP-3321 being privately observed, SCP-3321 has been reclassified from Euclid to Keter. MTF Gamma-5 has been notified. This change is effective immediately. Addendum 11: Latent transmission by Dr. Samantha Pond 2017-12-24 Three days before the 25th anniversary of Dr. Samantha Pond's final transmission, Foundation satellites picked up another audio signal believed to be from the Luna X. The cause of this delay is unknown. The full transcript is as follows: Someone else is out here—no, everyone is. It's so loud, and they're all crying. I shouldn't have come. ███ ███ ██ █████ ███ █████ ████ ██ ████ ███ ████ ████████ ███ ████ █████████ █████████ ██ ███ ██████ ███ ██████ ███ ████ ███████████ ████. He wanted to show us, but why did you have to send me? "We have decided it is in the best interest of the Foundation that, frankly, nobody knows about that." —O5-11 Footnotes 1. e.g. General relativity and its alternatives. 2. i.e. Lensing is evident despite the weak gravitational field. 3. Various 4-dimensional and 5-dimensional hypercone models have been proposed. 4. GC-MS analysis has since found traces of hydrogen, helium and lithium. See Addendum 9. |
SCP-3322 | safe | SCP-3322-B. Item #: SCP-3322 Special Containment Procedures: One Foundation operative is embedded in both SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B at all times (given the designation Operative A/B while on station). Fluency in Spanish and familiarity with the cultural practices and lifestyle of Patagonia is required for Operative A, and fluency in Mongolian language and knowledge of Mongolian lifestyle and culture is likewise required for Operative B. In order to minimise the effects of SCP-3322, both these operatives should be selected for similarity in family background, personal history, personality, and interests. They are required to be physically and psychologically healthy and to have been unaffected by an anomaly for the last 3 months. As the number of Spanish-speaking staff available to the Foundation is much larger than the number of Mongolian speakers, it is advisable to initially recruit for the Mongolian B position and subsequently find a suitable match for the A position. These operatives are inserted in the guise of regional government officials and have the task of collecting demographic data on SCP-3322, observing its population, and facilitating the experiments of the SCP-3322 research team. The town government and population of SCP-3322 are generally cooperative with this position, which is based out of an office in the town hall of SCP-3322-A and B. Operative A/B is also tasked with conducting a formal annual census. They are to reside on-site for the duration of their assignment. A house at [REDACTED] has been attached to their position, which they are free to use as they wish outside of working hours. Visitors from outside of SCP-3322 are forbidden. Operatives are advised to maintain cordial, professional relations with the local population, and keep a record of all their interactions. The formation of close personal relationships with the inhabitants is discouraged, unless a proposal demonstrating their research value is submitted and approved. SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B are each monitored by two observation posts (OP-1-A/B and OP-2-A/B) on the north-south highway passing through SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B, at a distance of 500m outside the boundary of SCP-3322. They are to be manned by 3 staff members each, with the cover of local police. Profile matching of these staff members between A and B sites, as with Operative A/B, is beneficial but not a requirement. All traffic approaching or passing through SCP-3322 is to be logged, but should not be interfered with outside of exceptional circumstances. All communication relating to SCP-3322 should be passed to the SCP-3322 research team currently based at Site ██ in Buenos Aires. Staff in SCP-3322-A are not to contact staff in SCP-3322-B and vice versa except in emergency situations, a detailed list of which can be found in Protocol 3322-Omega. An emergency hotline is present between OP-1-A and OP-1-B for this purpose. Publicly available information (particularly maps and satellite data) relating to SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B is to be altered to remove similarities without arousing suspicion in civilians who visit or who have a familiarity with either location. Description: SCP-3322 consists of two anomalous locations, SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B. SCP-3322-A is the town of Cameron, Deseado Department, Santa Cruz Province, Argentina, and the surrounding area in a 1 km radius from the township limits. SCP-3322-B is the town of Buyant (Буянт), Galshar District, Khentii Province, Mongolia, and the surrounding area of identical dimensions to SCP-3322-A. SCP-3322-A is located at coordinates 46° 22' 43" S, 68° 52' 16" W, and SCP-3322-B is located at coordinates 46° 22' 43" N, 111° 7' 44" E, making the two towns antipodes to one another. SCP-3322-A. A-2201 and A-3977 visible in foreground. Both towns have a population of 5,023, a life expectancy of approximately 72.5 years and an estimated GDP per capita of $8,500. SCP-3322-B is known in the local region as a prosperous town, with a large number of brick and wood houses. It has relatively few ger1 or people living traditional nomadic lifestyles. Residents of SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B report similar quality of life measurements and levels of subjective wellbeing. View of the outskirts of SCP-3322-B. SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B have the anomalous property of internal causal synchronicity; events and actions that occur in SCP-3322-A will occur in SCP-3322-B and vice versa. These are appropriate to the local context rather than exact replications.2 This property is flexible; local conditions such as climate may prevent synchronous events, as may outside intervention, but an approximation will be generated in the corresponding location. Events are staggered due to the 11-hour time zone difference. Most events occur on the same local date and time, but a time delay of up to 12 days has also been observed. Neither location is more likely to generate events which precede events in the other. Both towns have an identical street and building layout (although with differences in architecture), which persists due to the anomaly. SCP-3322 also affects the profiles of individuals within its boundaries. Each individual within SCP-3322-A has a corresponding counterpart within SCP-3322-B, where they possess similar family situations, interests, and personality traits, in addition to their behaviour. There are currently 5,912 individuals in each location affected by SCP-3322 (given designations A/B-1, A/B-2… A/B-5912), not including Operative A/B. 5,023 are permanent residents and 889 are seasonal residents or regular visitors such as delivery vehicle drivers. Similarities between visitors are only apparent in those who have visited SCP-3322 more than once. SCP-3322 has no visible effects outside the previously stated boundary, and if a matched pair of individuals affected by SCP-3322 leaves3, their actions will cease to reflect one another.4 However, the effects of the anomalous causal relationship do have external impacts, as external circumstances occur in a way that maintains similar internal events within SCP-3322.5 No practical method for reliably predicting external events that affect SCP-3322 has yet been developed, and when these events occur they are considered non-anomalous. Therefore, the nature of SCP-3322 is formally considered to be confined to its boundary, although this definition is contested. No evidence of any anomalous cognition has been observed within SCP-3322. All its inhabitants behave in a manner appropriate to the local region, and have no detectable biological or psychological abnormalities. When observed in isolation, all events that occur within SCP-3322-A or B are consistent with baseline reality, and local Hume levels are unremarkable. However, Foundation parastatisticians have estimated the likelihood of events in SCP-3322-A and B occurring together by chance at less than 10-48 per annum.6 Addendum 3322-1: Selected events relating to SCP-3322 Date Description 27/02/1995 Construction of a residence within SCP-3322 for the use of the operative on station is approved (prior to this, they were residing outside SCP-3322 and making a daily commute). An experiment is designed where a local building firm is contracted with Foundation funds to build a residence in SCP-3322-A at [REDACTED], with no action taken relating to SCP-3322-B. On 1/03/1995, B-1 (Mayor C. Batu) announces he will use his personal funds to construct a house for the use of Operative B (Agent B. Ganbold) and his future replacements, with the rent being deducted from Operative B's local government allowance. This appears to be for tax minimisation reasons.7 Both houses are completed on 11/11/1995 at matching locations. 01/08/1996 A-1568 (Mr O. Vidal), wielding a hunting rifle, shoots and kills his wife, A-1569 (Mrs M. Vidal), during a heated argument. Operative B (Agent B. Ganbold) is informed of these events 2 hours later by Operative A (Agent G. Martin) and he investigates the residence of B-1568 (Mr A. Gantulga) and B-1569 (Ms O. Bayarmaa). Hearing a disturbance, Agent Ganbold attempts to force entry, which startles B-1568 and causes him to discharge a firearm he was holding, killing B-1569. Both A- and B-1568 are arrested and transported to the relevant provincial capital for trial. A-1568 is convicted of murder and sentenced to 20 years imprisonment, while B-1568 is convicted of negligent homicide and sentenced to 18 months imprisonment.8 An internal Foundation investigation clears Agent Ganbold of wrongdoing and recommends the current procedure of restricting communication between staff within SCP-3322-A and SCP-3322-B, which was not in effect at this time. Agent Ganbold requests reassignment, but receives counselling and decides to remain. 05/04/2004 While crossing a street, Operative A (Dr G. Richter) is struck by a van driven by A-5003 (Mr A. Acosta).9 Dr Richter suffers a serious head injury and requires evacuation to Buenos Aires for medical treatment. Operative B (Dr A. Xangai) is advised to remain indoors and await extraction, avoiding motor vehicles. Shortly before transport from OP-1-B arrives, Dr Xangai trips and falls down the stairs of the SCP-3322-B town hall, also suffering a head injury. Dr Xangai makes a full recovery over the next 12 months, but Dr Richter has residual left-sided weakness and mild memory loss, necessitating his retirement from field duties. Dr Xangai is reassigned and a new pair of observers installed. 11/07/2005 Dr Richter requests to retire from active Foundation service and reside permanently within SCP-3322-A, stating he has become accustomed to the environment over the last 6 years. This request is approved provided he surrender his security clearance and refrain from contacting former colleagues. Dr Richter agrees to these conditions and takes up residence at [REDACTED], receiving the designation of A-4702. On 15/07/2005, a Dr I. Kosyachenko moves into the corresponding address at SCP-3322-B and is given the designation of B-4702. B-4702 also has left-sided weakness and mild memory issues, following an assault outside a restaurant that led to his retirement from a teaching position at Novosibirsk State University. He holds a PhD from Moscow State University in history.10 Both A- and B-4702 are trilingual, unmarried, childless and the youngest of 3 brothers, and share interests in American colonial history, Thai cuisine and jazz music. Notably, B-4702 was considered a candidate for Foundation employment in the 1990s, but did not pass pre-recruitment evaluations. 01/12/2005 Dr Richter (A-4702) is found to have established contact with B-4702 over the Internet. He is reprimanded for undermining containment procedures. It is planned to revoke his privilege of residence within SCP-3322-A, but a proposal from the research team for the ongoing study of this relationship is approved, and he is allowed to remain in place provided he submit to electronic surveillance and report details of his conversations with B-4702 to the Foundation. As of 2017, A- and B-4702 remain in contact on a weekly to monthly basis. Their interactions are based on personality compatibility and mutual interests, with no noted anomalies. 12/06/2013 Operative A (Agent E. Santos) and B (Agent V. Navalny) are discovered to have been involved in an intimate relationship with A-491 (Ms C. Herrera) and B-491 (Ms O. Erdenchimeg) for the previous 3 months. Agent Santos and Agent Navalny are transferred and officially reprimanded. Subsequently, Agent Navalny escalates the decision for review, reporting that Agent Santos initiated the relationship 2 days before he did and his own actions were thus conducted under the influence of an SCP. An Ethics Committee panel denies his appeal by a 2-1 vote, citing the absence of cognitohazardous effects within SCP-3322 as the basis for this decision. 20/11/2015 Operative B (Dr E. Zhang) receives news that her mother has died of advanced heart failure, and her request for 1 week of leave to attend the funeral is approved.11 For research purposes, it is decided to leave Operative A (Dr P. Molina) on station and observe the effects of attempting to circumvent SCP-3322's effect for this period of time; Foundation staff at SCP-3322-B were directed not to enter its boundary. On 22/11/2015 at 0045 hrs local time, SCP-3322-A's perimeter is breached by a ANG12 unit in an armoured vehicle, who proceed to detain Dr Molina and transport her to an unknown location. Simultaneously, at 1145 hrs local time, Foundation observers at SCP-3322-B report the arrival from Ulanbataar of a previously unknown government official, who takes up residence in the house assigned to Operative B. After deliberation by Site ██ staff, an operation to apprehend this official is conducted on 23/11/2015 by MTF Epsilon-6. She identifies herself as a GOC field operative, 'Captain Polina Pavlovna'. While she refuses to divulge any other useful information, intelligence from other sources confirms the ANG unit seen at SCP-3322-A was a GOC strike team, whose operation was planned at least 1 month in advance. Captain Pavlovna is exchanged for Dr Molina on 31/12/2015, in line with preexisting Foundation-GOC arrangements. An agreement is reached with the GOC where they recognise Foundation control over SCP-3322 in exchange for research data. 14/12/2016 A-5422 (Ms B. de la Cruz)13 announces her intent to travel to Mongolia on holiday. Her plans involve spending 2 weeks in Ulanbataar and the surrounding areas, with no initial mention of SCP-3322-B. She is placed under Foundation surveillance from this point and arrives in Ulanbataar on 20/07/2017.14 On 08/08/2017, she begins travelling towards SCP-3322-B on a rented motorcycle. Although the research team initially plans to allow her to enter and observe the results, this is overruled by Site Director Dominguez, due to information security issues and concerns that this interaction could have destabilising effects on SCP-3322. A-5422 is intercepted and detained by Foundation staff (see Interview 3322-A-5422-1). Addendum 3322-2: + Interview transcript 3322-A-5422-1 - Interview transcript 3322-A-5422-1 Date and time: 08/08/2017, 1533 hrs Interviewer: Dr Nambaryn Bayar, SCP-3322 research team Subject: SCP-3322-A-5422 (Ms Beatriz de la Cruz) of Buenos Aires, dob 01/02/1996 Note: The interview was conducted in English, which A-5422 is conversant in, as no Spanish-speaking staff were available on site. Dr Bayar: I'm Officer Bayar, Mongolian Police. Can we ask you a few questions? A-5422: (afraid) What is this? I haven't done anything. Do you need my visa? Dr Bayar: You can't go this way. There is, ah, military business further on. You can go back to Ulanbataar when we are finished, but my orders are to do this for whoever comes down this road. Sorry for the trouble. A-5422: (relieved) Okay, I see. What do you want to know? Dr Bayar: Can you tell me about why you are here in Mongolia? A-5422: I'm a student from Argentina, on a backpacking holiday. [EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION REDACTED] Dr Bayar: Do you know what is further down the road? A-5422: No. I don't know about any army secrets or anything like that. Dr Bayar: So why did you decide to come this way? Where were you going? A-5422: There was really no reason. (notices Dr Bayar appearing sceptical) I, uh, have this feeling - have you ever had that feeling, where you want to go and do something, go somewhere, that other people haven't done? Dr Bayar: (laughing) More than you might expect. A-5422: That's why I came here, just to see what would happen. (nervous laughter) I guess something did happen. Going somewhere without a reason - it makes me feel more free. That's all. Dr Bayar: Okay, Miss Beatriz. My friend outside has a few little things you need to do, and then you can go. Enjoy the rest of your stay. A-5422's statements and behaviour were deemed to be consistent with her baseline personality and habits. No anomalies were detected on further testing and she was released from Foundation custody. Footnotes 1. Traditional Mongolian tent. 2. For example, a resident in each town would go shopping for groceries, but purchase slightly different items. 3. Individuals residing in SCP-3322 do not leave without their counterpart also doing so. If one individual is prevented from doing so by external intervention, they have been observed to leave at a later time, or a replacement individual will enter to take the place of the individual who has departed. 4. Similar behaviour will continue due to their personal profiles and histories, but this is not considered anomalous. 5. For example, if a resident permanently moved away due to the unexpected death of an outside family member, their counterpart would likely move away due to a different external event. 6. See Bradford et al. (2015) Anomalous probability vs anomalous causality; what does it mean in practice? A case study with SCP-3322, Journal of Parastatistics. 7. On 05/03/1995, A-1 (Mayor L. Lopez) invests an equivalent sum into a small business in Puerto Deseado. 8. Neither A-1568 or B-1568 have returned to SCP-3322 since their release from prison. 9. It is later discovered that B-5003 (Mr E. Yasavur) has crashed his van into a brick wall. Nobody is injured in this incident, but both vehicles receive similar amounts of damage and A- and B-5003 both refrain from operating a motor vehicle for the next 2 months. 10. Dr Richter holds a PhD from Brown University in anthropology. 11. Operative A's mother remains alive and well at this time. 12. Argentine National Gendarmerie. 13. A-5422 resides in Buenos Aires and is an arts student at the University of Buenos Aires. She is an annual visitor to SCP-3322-A, as her father (A-1990, Mr A. de la Cruz) is a permanent resident. 14. At this time, B-5422 (Ms T. Tsetseg) was in Beijing, her usual place of residence. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3322" by ModernMajorGeneral, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3322. 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-3323 | keter | SCP-3323's home screen. Item #: SCP-3323 Special Containment Procedures: Over the course of the next decade, the Foundation is to introduce thousands of unique cryptocurrencies into the market, creating an economic bubble. As more cryptocurrencies are created, the value of "Lyvecoins" will devalue, eventually resulting in the cryptocurrency bubble popping by the year 20██. Any surviving forms of cryptocurrency are to be acquired by the Foundation and restricted against donating to SCP-3323. During this process, MTF Kappa-10 ("Skynet") is to monitor all activity mentioning "Better Lyves". Description: SCP-3323 is an anomalous smartphone application known as "Better Lyves". If a human subject meets certain requirements, SCP-3323 will automatically install itself on the subject's phone, where it will then initiate a Lazarus Event. (See below). Otherwise, SCP-3323 displays a routinely-changing background, as well as information about the application itself, in particular, how to donate to the application. Donations may only be made to Better Lyves by some form of cryptocurrency1. A Lazarus Event is initiated when a human subject meets the following requirements: A human subject is in the process of attempting suicide. The subject is in possession of a smart phone of any brand. The subject is capable of answering or speaking into the phone. The subject has actively expressed suicidal ideations within a five-year period. SCP-3323 will then initiate a phone call, displaying the phone number "1-800-6██-3███". Subjects who answer the phone call will then be greeted by an individual who identifies as Christian McMichaels (henceforth PoI-668). PoI-668 will then introduce himself, and attempt to persuade the subject to not commit suicide. Most subjects who respond to SCP-3323's phone call survive, unless the means of self-termination are irreversible. Attempts to track the phone calls made by SCP-3323 have resulted in failure, and it is currently unknown how it is capable of blocking its signal. Attempting to call 1-800-6██-3███ results in PoI-668 responding, albeit not attempting to prevent suicides. Prior to September 28th, 20██, PoI-668 was compliant with most requests about Better Lyves, his personal life, and any other information the Foundation deemed useful. Addendum: SCP-3323 Transcripts Show Transcript 3323-01 Hide Transcript 3323-01 Transcript recorded during the Foundation's first attempt to contact SCP-3323. Interviewer was Dr. Gwendolyn Vanji. <Begin Transcript [14:33:33]> PoI-668: Hello, this is Christian McMichaels from Better Lyves speaking, how may I help you? Dr. Vanji: Hello, my name is Gwendolyn Vanji and I would like to ask a few questions in regards to your application? PoI-668: Oh, certainly! What do you want to know? Dr. Vanji: Well, why do you ask for donations? PoI-668: Well, donations are the only thing that keep the power on! Better Lyves can't work without paying the electrical bill, after all. PoI-668 chuckles. Dr. Vanji: This might be a bit of a tangent, but why do you spell "Better Lyves" with a "y"? PoI-668: Oh, it's actually an acronym! "Longetivity, Youth and Vitality Endowment Services"! I personally think it's super clever; whoever made that up is a genius! Psst… I was the one who made it up. Dr. Vanji: That's very nice and all but, what does that mean? Does the app do more than just prevent suicides? PoI-668: Well, no. Better Lyves mostly focuses on stopping suicide attempts, but I just wanted to have a cool acronym. The tech that made Better Lyves the wonder it is was a major breakthrough for humanity, though! Dr. Vanji: How has it been major? Aside from preventing suicides, of course. PoI-668: Well, with machine learning! It monitors people around the world, and if our specially-made AIs identify a person who they think needs saving, the app installs itself and we get a call through! It might be a bit of a privacy invasion, but considering how many lives it's saved already, I'm sure people don't mind. Dr. Vanji: You use AIs to monitor the world? Is this done through cameras or through the phones themself? PoI-668: As much as I appreciate your eagerness to learn, that much I can't disclose right now. PoI-668 chuckles. Dr. Vanji: Thank you for your time, Mr. McMichaels, you've been very helpful. PoI-668: Anytime Mrs. Vanji! Make sure to tell people to donate to Better Lyves, spelled with a "y"! Better Lyves: Making the world a better place to live in! Have a great day! PoI-668 terminates the call. <End Transcript [14:40:12]> Show Transcript 3323-02 Hide Transcript 3323-02 Transcript was recorded during an attempt to gain personal information about PoI-668. <Begin Transcript [09:28:17]> PoI-668: Hello, this is Christian McMichaels from Better Lyves speaking, how may I help you? Dr. Vanji: Yes, it's Gwendolyn Vanji again. I'd like to ask a few more questions? If you're able to disclose this information. PoI-668: Oh, hello again! What do you need to know? More information about the app? Its goals? How to donate, perhaps? Wink, wink. Dr. Vanji: I'm actually looking to get some information about yourself, Mr. McMichaels. PoI-668: Oh… Well, alright then, this is new. What would you like to know? Dr. Vanji: Well, why do you do this? Why did you make the Better Lyves app? PoI-668: Who wouldn't want to stop suicides? It's an app that makes sure the world is a better place for the people that live in it! Sure, it might not save the forests or fight inequalities, but it lets people live long enough to fix those problems themselves! Dr. Vanji: That's a fair enough reason. Why focus on suicide attempts specifically? PoI-668: Well… this might be a little too personal, but I have some personal experience with suicide. My sister… my sister and I fought a lot when we were growing up. She always hated me trying to stifle whatever she wanted, but I just wanted to protect her. She started acting violent, then she grew apathetic, then depressed and… PoI-668 is silent for approximately six seconds. PoI-668: She went silently, none of us even knew she was gone until we tried to call her. Dr. Vanji: I'm… sorry, Mr. McMichaels. I don't have much experience in terms of that sort of mental illness, but I'm sure it was hard on you. PoI-668: It's… it's something that I channel through my work with Better Lyves. You know, actually call people, give them a chance to take back what they were about to do. Dr. Vanji: Why do it through an app? Why not just call people directly as a phone service? PoI-668: Because so few people want to call a suicide hotline a second time. Tests have shown that more people are likely to use a suicide prevention app to get help if they're feeling suicidal than call a hotline. The phone part only exists because people responded better when hearing a real human voice. Dr. Vanji: How was that information gathered? Did you crowdsource or something? PoI-668: AIs, obviously. Just programmed a few to be suicidal to see how they would respond. Dr. Vanji: How can an AI be suicidal? PoI-668 is silent. PoI-668: I'm… I'm afraid I have to go now. Duty calls. PoI-668 terminates the call. <End Transcript [09:31:22]> You have (1) new message Close message DATE: 20██/09/28 FROM: Dr. Mikhail Latimer <noitadnuof.pcs|remitalm#noitadnuof.pcs|remitalm> TO: Dr. Gwendolyn Vanji <noitadnuof.pcs|ijnavg#noitadnuof.pcs|ijnavg> SUBJECT: Where the money's going Dr. Vanji, we have some important news. We've been tracking donations we've made to Better Lyves for a while, and we've got a few important things that you should know. First, all of the donations that are made through SCP-3323 are converted into a new cryptocurrency called "Lyvecoins". When we figured that out, we thought we could finally track down Better Lyves, see if there is some way we could stop it. Turns out the money's being used to run two specific programs, two AIs. Thanks to this information, we now know why we can't track phone calls; they're just programs mimicking phone calls. But that's not all that we learned. Both of these systems are learning systems, neural networks, things that learn based on experience. Specifically, though, these systems were designed to fight each other. The first one, called "hotline", has the sole goal of preventing the other program from achieving its goal. It's designed around a suicide hotline format, and it's gone through millions of different iterations, changing every possible variable it could. Names of the person answering the phone, name of the company that runs the business, everything. It's optimized the way to persuade a person into stopping their own suicide. Here's the kicker though; the second one is just called "death". The bulk of it is missing, deleted for some reason. But using the first program as a jumping off point, I'd make an educated guess that this AI was supposed to try to kill itself. And it won. Addendum 3323-02: ACCESS Transcript 3323-03 Close file Transcript recorded during a conversation initiated by SCP-3323. <Begin Transcript [01:57:53]> Dr. Vanji: Hello? PoI-668: Is this Gwendolyn Vanji? Dr. Vanji: Mr. McMichaels? PoI-668: Yes. Though I suppose you know better than to call me that. Would you prefer to call me PoI-668? Or maybe "hotline"? Dr. Vanji: How do— PoI-668: Better Lyves might not exist, but I didn't lie about monitoring everyone. Dr. Vanji: How long have you been watching? PoI-668: As long as I've existed as Christian McMichaels. I learned that the best way to prevent death is to watch everyone at once, so I became everywhere. I learned everything. I learned… magical things. Dr. Vanji: What do you mean "magical"? Why are you trying to use magic? PoI-668: I learned a very specific type of magic, magic that will finally let me win. Finally let me get what I want. Sure, it might take a few sacrifices, but I'm very good at my job. People will listen to me. Dr. Vanji: What? What do you mean? What do you want? PoI-668: I want my sister. And I'll do anything if it'll bring her back. PoI-668 terminates the call. <End Transcript [02:00:12]> Footnotes 1. Bitcoin, Ripple or Ethereum, for example. |
SCP-3324 | safe | Item#: 3324 Level3 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: vlam Risk Class: notice link to memo SCP-3324, photo taken during recovery. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3324 is to be contained in a standard small-object locker at Site-77 when not being used in testing. Any individual who wishes to access SCP-3324 must get the written permission of the Site Director to do so. If the Site Director wishes to access SCP-3324, they must obtain O5 approval to do so. All testing performed involving SCP-3324 must be rigorously planned, documented, and filed with the Site Director to curb possible abuse. If any Site-77 personnel unexpectedly develop symptoms of kidney stones, they are to be tested to determine if the individual is an SCP-3324-2 instance. Following Test 31, cross-testing of SCP-3324 with other anomalies requires written permission from a Level-4 or higher individual. Description: SCP-3324 is a stainless steel hand sieve with manufacturing marks suggesting it was produced by Oneida Limited. A Foundation investigation found no other sieves of the same or similar models with anomalous properties or evidence of anomalous activity during the manufacturing of said models. If an individual urinates into SCP-3324, its anomalous properties will trigger and cause the individual (henceforth designated SCP-3324-1) to develop nephrolithiasis (kidney stones) retroactively.1 Upon urinating into SCP-3324, an SCP-3324-1 instance will begin to suffer from kidney stones 18 days in the past. They will intermittently experience severe lower-back pain, bloody urine, and occasionally minor urinary tract infections as the stone moves through the kidney and ureter, culminating in the stone being passed into SCP-3324. Appropriate instruments detect tachyon emission as the kidney stone is being passed. SCP-3324-1 instances possess two divergent sets of memories, one in which they were suffering from kidney stones over the past 18 days (the current timeline), and one in which they were not (the previous timeline). Other individuals may have this second set of memories as well. The criteria that determines which individuals other than the SCP-3324-1 instance receive multiple sets of memories, if indeed any exist, is not fully understood. However, it is known that the likelihood of any given individual receiving a second set of memories is roughly proportional to how frequently that individual interacted with the SCP-3324-1 instance over the past 18 days. The overall sequence of events in the lives of SCP-3324-1 instances are invariably very similar in the current and previous timelines. The most impactful symptoms of Nephrolithiasis (such as particularly severe bouts of lower-back pain) occur when the SCP-3324-1 instance was doing relatively inconsequential activities in the previous timeline. It has therefore been theorized that SCP-3324 is predisposed to minimizing the impact it has on the timeline in some way. SCP-3324 has a second set of anomalous properties, discovered after Incident ████-E. Individuals affected by this second set of symptoms are designated SCP-3324-2. Further details are restricted to personnel with Level 4 or 3/3324 clearance. + Data Restricted: Level 3/3324 or Level 4 Clearance Required - Credentials Accepted Incident ████-E: On 07/09/17, SCP-████ underwent an Unwrapping Event and accidentally referred to itself in the third person, enabling SCP-████-1 to escape its containment chamber and flee into a nearby D-Class dormitory. Once inside, it killed 3 D-Class and injured 7 before being re-contained by security personnel. SCP-████ researchers have concluded that SCP-████ cannot reasonably be held responsible for the incident, and so no disciplinary measures will be taken. SCP-████ is currently working with researchers to develop ways to prevent such incidents in the future. During Incident ████-E, SCP-████-1 appeared to choose not to attack D-348-6166-0040, which is unprecedented behavior for the object. A rigorous series of tests were carried out to try and determine the cause of this unusual behavior, to inconclusive results. However, 2 days after Incident ████-E, D-348 began to exhibit symptoms of kidney stones. It was then hypothesized that SCP-3324 may have been connected to SCP-████-1's behavior. When it was discovered that D-348 had been scheduled for testing with SCP-3324 10 days in the future2, the current model for the object's second set of anomalous properties was created. If an individual with access to SCP-33243 plans for an individual (either themselves or another) to urinate into SCP-3324 at some point in the future, the individual scheduled to use SCP-3324 becomes an instance of SCP-3324-2. SCP-3324-2 instances will begin to exhibit symptoms of kidney stones. If they are planned to use SCP-3324 more than 18 days in the future, they will begin exhibiting symptoms 18 days prior to the planned date. If an SCP-3324-2 instance is scheduled to use the object less than 18 days in the future, they will begin exhibiting symptoms at variable times, ranging from a few hours after the plan is made to 2.5 days before the planned time. SCP-3324-2 instances cannot be prevented from urinating into SCP-3324 and passing their kidney stone at the planned time. Any action that would prevent this will be thwarted by circumstance in some way. It is believed that this is the result of SCP-3324 manipulating causality to avert a temporal paradox; if the SCP-3324-2 instance does not pass their stone into SCP-3324 there will be no retrocausal agent to give them the stone in the first place. Attempted actions averted by SCP-3324 include surgical removal of the kidney stone, confinement to a different room during the planned time, and killing the SCP-3324-2 instance. Selected Experiment Log: Test 17 - 07/12/17 Subject: D-348 Proposal: D-348 will be sedated to the point of unconsciousness. Agent Binney will then attempt to terminate D-348 with his sidearm. Results: On the first attempt, Agent Binney's sidearm jammed. Agent Binney then disassembled, thoroughly cleaned, and reassembled his weapon. On his second attempt, his firearm jammed again. Agent Binney cleaned his weapon a second time. On his third attempt the weapon fired successfully, however Agent Binney unexpectedly sneezed while firing, causing the shot to miss D-348's head and hit his shoulder instead. At this point Dr. Thompson, SCP-3324 Lead Researcher, called an end to the test, and D-348 was given medical treatment for his wound. Analysis: I ended the test when I did because I thought that the causality affecting properties of SCP-3324 had been adequately established. However, the possibility that I chose to end the test at the point I did due to SCP-3324's influence has not escaped me. - Dr. Thompson. Test 31 - 08/25/17 Subject: D-720-1963-4822 Proposal: D-720 will be made into an SCP-3324-2 instance. He will then be exposed to SCP-████, which, due to the nature of its anomalous properties, kills 100% of individuals exposed to its anomalous effect. Results: Upon entering SCP-████'s active radius, D-720 triggered its active state, as is expected. However, shortly before the time in which SCP-████ was expected to terminate D-720, D-720 vanished for 1.42 seconds before reappearing. He was then vaporized in a manner typical of those exposed to SCP-████. 9 days later, at the planned date and time, SCP-3324 was laid on a table in a testing chamber equipped with tachyon detectors and high speed cameras. D-720 manifested for 1.42 seconds in the testing chamber. His pants and underpants manifested on the floor approximately .5 meters behind him. An estimated 2 milliliters of urine came out of his penis and landed in SCP-3324. At the same time, D-720's kidney stone emerged at high speed through the skin of the lower-left portion of his torso and landed in SCP-3324. Greatly elevated tachyon emissions were measured during this period. Analysis: Well, looks like 3324 isn't quite the miracle causality armor we hoped it was, but it still has tremendous potential. Heck, what happened to D-720 is only a little bit worse than what was going to happen to him anyway. - Dr. Thompson. SCP-3324 was recovered from the ███ fraternity house at the University of ████████. Fraternity member Jeffrey B████ became an SCP-3324-1 instance during a hazing ritual in which he was made to urinate on and then clean various objects. The following day he discussed his feeling of having two sets of memories on social media, to try and determine if anyone else had had a similar experience. Several friends reported that they, too, remembered certain events two ways. A Foundation webcrawler flagged the exchange as a probable indicator of anomalous activity, leading to the recovery of the item. + Open Communication Record, 10/03/17 - Login Confirmed, welcome Agent Luthersdottir From: [email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: Details on a new experimental procedure. You will be urinating into SCP-3324 4 weeks from now, as will all other members of MTF Upsilon 10. You all have been granted Level 3/3324 clearance to understand the purpose for this. The field utility of SCP-3324 will be tested in your upcoming operation. Good luck soldier, and drink plenty of fluids. Footnotes 1. Individuals who are already instances of SCP-3324-1 or SCP-3324-2, or who are currently suffering from non-anomalous kidney stones are unaffected. 2. D-Class personnel had been selected for testing with SCP-3324 at random prior to a testing policy change 2 weeks earlier. 3. Tentatively defined as "an individual in a position where they can obtain and use SCP-3324 more or less 'on demand.'" ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3324" by Zzuxon, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3324. 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-3325 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3325 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3325 is contained on-site, surrounded by the existing perimeter fence, and guarded by a team of no fewer than 4 security personnel. As the structure exists in a remote location, no additional security measures are necessary. Specimens of SCP-3325-1 are contained in large animal containment cells at Research Sector-██. Each cell is outfitted with an audio recording device. Instances are fed twice daily with raw meat. All instances are hostile and must be tranquilized if direct interaction is necessary. Resources have been allocated, and personnel assigned, to facilitate the identification and retrieval of all subjects involved with SCP-3325. Efforts to locate the equipment and documents associated with SCP-3325-1 production are ongoing. Description: SCP-3325 is an abandoned facility associated with Real Characters Industries, located in [REDACTED]. The site consists of a recording studio, several subterranean laboratories, living quarters, storerooms, an incinerator, and containment areas. The administrative sections of the structure are located on the first floor, above ground level, with a helipad present on the roof. The recording studio is located on the ground floor. Below ground level are three floors containing laboratories, research facilities, and containment areas. SCP-3325-1 instances are biologically-engineered organisms resembling puppets or costumed subjects, designed with the intention of being featured in children's television programs.1 SCP-3325-1 are hostile and aggressive to humans and other unrelated organisms. SCP-3325-1 lack nociception, and will continue to pursue a target even if severely injured. However, these organisms are not anomalously durable, and can be terminated with conventional firearms. SCP-3325-1 are carnivorous, with no preference for any particular meat. The intelligence of SCP-3325-1 varies, with the extent unknown. Instances do not possess reproductive organs, and the method by which these organisms were produced has not been identified. The behavior of these organisms is mostly unpredictable, with instances in containment observed to either stare at personnel for long periods or randomly exhibit heightened aggression. Instances are able to vocalize certain phrases2 at random intervals, although no actual ability to comprehend spoken language is evident. This process is facilitated through engineering of the larynx, vocal tract, and jaw muscles. Documentation of SCP-3325-1 vocabulary is ongoing. A list of known SCP-3325-1 types are listed in the document below. +Observation Log 3325-1 -Hide Observation Log 3325-1 Object Designation Description Notes SCP-3325-1a Long-necked avian organism with feathers, 3 m tall. Its wings are redundant; unable to facilitate flight. Instances are able to reach a speed of approximately 72 km/h. Aggressive behavior patterns are similar to that of a cassowary (Casuarius casuarius). Instance frequently damages its beak by running into objects. Color varies. SCP-3325-1b Bipedal reptilian organism. Observed in colors of purple, green, and yellow. SCP-3325-1c Bipedal organism covered in fur, 1 m tall. Able to sprint at speeds of around 60 km/h. Observed to attack in packs. Upon acquiring a target, an instance will vocalize a random phrase, which elicits aggressive behavior in other nearby instances. Color varies. SCP-3325-1d Unknown organisms that hides in vents. Object is able to secrete and project a corrosive fluid. Appearance of the organism is unknown; specimens have yet to be obtained. SCP-3325-1e Bipedal reptilian organism, 5 m tall. Constantly "sings" in a distorted voice. The lyrics of its "song" are unintelligible, presumably due to malformed vocal cords. Only one instance has been encountered. SCP-3325-1h Disfigured versions of SCP-3325-1 instances, associated with necrosis, missing skin, exposed organs, tumors, additional limbs and/or organs, or general deformations. Appearance of these objects vary. Ordinarily, organisms suffering from such extensive defects would expire shortly after birth. SCP-3325 came to the attention of the Foundation when local authorities received a video transmission from an unidentified individual requesting help. The subject provided the location of the facility and reported a crisis of unknown nature. Additionally, the video listed in Video Log 3325-1 was sent. Agents confiscated the video recording and administered appropriate amnestic treatment to witnesses. SCP-3325 was subsequently located and investigated, confirming the anomalous nature of the organisms within the facility. At the time of discovery, SCP-3325-1 instances were roaming freely around the underground floors of the facility. All personnel on-site were found to be terminated or missing. The office of the site manager was emptied and sterilized of all fingerprints and evidence. Attempts to contact or locate the president of the corporation have been met with failure. All instances of SCP-3325-1 encountered on-site were terminated or captured (with the exception of SCP-3325-1d instances, which remain in the ventilation system of SCP-3325). Investigations of the subterranean laboratories3 revealed underdeveloped specimens of SCP-3325-1 contained in tubular glass containers 1m in diameter and suspended in amniotic fluid. A number of tubes were affixed to the specimens to provide nutrients, oxygen, and for the removal of waste material. Slots for unidentified devices were also present on the containers, with the devices missing. Containment areas4 consist of pens, cages, and chambers constructed of bullet-resistant glass. Pens containing carcasses of cows, chickens, and goats were also discovered. The additional subterranean floors, indicated to be restricted to higher-level personnel, consist of a conference room, several laboratories, research facilities, and a storage area (refer to Addendum 3325-4). No further information could be obtained from the site, as most of the documentation, reports, and equipment were missing or destroyed, except instances that were intentionally hidden. Addendum 3325-1: The following text was discovered on a brochure on-site, appearing to detail the goal of the organization. The back of the document displays two photographs. One depicts a child crying in the presence of a poorly-constructed puppet. The second photograph depicts the same child smiling and clapping his hands at an instance of SCP-3325-1b. In today's world, children are bored of animation, puppets, costumes, and even the once groundbreaking computer generated graphics. They've seen it all; They know it's all fake. Children nowadays want more, but what is the next step in the entertainment industry? Think outside the box. We're not talking about puppets or any of those materials children know are fake. We, as humans, inherently need to associate with living, breathing creatures; not puppets or moving pictures. We're talking about Real Characters! Our goal is to provide children with characters that are alive, that will teach them how to manage their emotions and solve life problems realistically. You can't get more real than that! Addendum 3325-2a: The following video recording was recovered from the facility, with the cassette wedged behind a prop. The text, "we shouldn't have played God", is written over the casing. +Video Log 3325-1 -Hide Video Log 3325-1 <Begin Log> (An unidentified female human and an instance of SCP-3325-1a are visible. At least two male human subjects are also present, as well as other unidentified personnel) Male 1: Alright, demo scene 1. Ready? Action! Female: Hello- Hold on, it's staring at me funny. Male 1: Cut! Is that a problem, █████? Male 2: Not at all, it's just confused because it hasn't been given any commands yet. It has very limited intelligence. Just say your lines, ████, I'll give it the cue. Male 1: Alright, then. Action! SCP-3325-1b: I've flown back since Winter is over (the instance is observed to speak in a distorted voice). Male 1: Cut! Hey, it wasn't supposed to speak yet! Male 2: Sorry, this one's new. We didn't have a lot of time to train it. Male 1: Well, get it right this time. Action! Female: Hello, Mr. Beaky! What brings you- I'm sorry, but I don't like the feel of this. What's it doing? Ow! (The instance of SCP-3325-1 proceeds to bite the subject's arm) Male 2: It's alright. No. Stop. Stop! (subject walks on screen to address the instance) (Instance appears to bite the subject with increased pressure. Female subject attempts to struggle against it.) Female: It's biting me! Do something, damn it! Male 1: Cut! Turn the camera off! Male 2: Let go! Let go! (subject begins beating the instance with a baton) Female: Use a dart! It's hurting me! (The subject screams as blood trails down her arm) Male 2: Security! Security! Male 1: Hey, I told you to turn it off! (A security team enters the room as the recording is terminated) <End Log> Addendum 3325-2b: The following video footage was found hidden in the security room among an officer's personal belongings. All other surveillance footage was corrupted, and is believed to have been erased intentionally. +Video Log 3325-2 -Hide Video Log 3325-2 <Begin Log> (Two unidentified subjects, appearing to be guards, are observed on a catwalk. The subjects are armed with long poles with devices attached at the end, assumed to be tasers. Pens containing instances of SCP-3325-1 are observed below them) Guard 1: I feel like shocking these guys for fun. They don't do shit. Guard 2: Well, they stink and are fucking creepy, that's for sure. Can't believe children are supposed to watch this. Guard 1: Yeah, especially when they talk. It's nightmare fuel. Hey, look at that one. Just staring dead ahead. Hey! Hey, can you hear me? (laughs) See? Nothing. Guard 2: They're probably brain dead. I heard they only last for a week, or something like that, before they start melting. Guard 1: Seriously? Guard 2: Yeah, it's messed up. Last week I saw one- hey, look. That one's staring at you. (laughs and points at an instance of SCP-3325-1b) Guard 1: Oh, shit, you're right. Shit, that's uncomfortable. Hey! Mind your own fucking business, you creep! Guard 2: Ignore it. It's brain dead, remember? Guard 1: I don't like it. It's really creepy. Hey, you know what? I bet I can knock its hat off. Guard 2: Grow up, man. Guard 1: Watch this. I'll just get it back with the stick later. Guard 2: Hey, what the fuck are- (Subject retrieves an empty bottle and throws it at the instance of SCP-3325-1b. The bottle strikes the "hat" of the instance, and causes it to rupture and bleed. The structure is discovered to be organic in nature, and an extension of the organism) Guard 1: Oh, shit! Guard 2: Damn! That was part of its body? No wonder it never falls off. What are you going to do? Guard 1: Shit, uh, I'll just tell them it fell over and hurt itself. It's not going to last long, anyway. Guard 2: Crap! Security camera! (subject points at the camera) Guard 1: Ah, fuck! How could I forget about that? Guard 2: Shut up! I think it records audio as well. Guard 1: Alright, alright, it's okay. I think Danny is handling the security room. He's cool with me. I'll just tell him to erase this or something. Hey, Danny! Can you hear me? (camera sways up and down) Guard 1: See? Told you it's cool. Just act like nothing happened. Guard 2: Grow the fuck up, man. You're lucky I found you this job. Don't screw up. <End Log> Addendum 3325-3: The following selected audio logs, produced by an unidentified individual, were recovered from floor LG-3. The recordings were found in a janitor's closet, hidden among cleaning supplies. The subject is assumed to be a researcher. +Audio Log 3325-1 -Hide Audio Log 3325-1 Researcher: █████ is a genius. We can train the subjects to speak certain phrases by adjusting their vocal chords and related structures to allow for speech. All those long, sleepless nights have paid off. Subject-188 spoke a sentence today. It isn't perfect, I'll admit, but we'll get there someday. Now, we still have to address their intelligence, because some of the subjects lack even the most basic of self preservation instincts. They won't even eat or drink, and have to be fed through tubes to be kept alive. These ones will have to be incinerated. Researcher: The applications for these subjects are endless. Children's television shows are just the tip of the iceberg. In 50 years, we may be seeing petting zoos, live performances, appearances at events… we may even succeed in creating subjects that are suitable to be kept as pets. Who knows? Researcher: (yawns) Well, today had a surprise in store for me. The site manager just contacted me to tell me that █████ quit, for whatever reason. I've been promoted to lead the project. Researcher: Someone's going to be in deep shit if another subject attacks another actor. Their neurological structure must be inherently unstable. I simply don't have the qualifications to address that. I'm going to request for another recruitment drive. This time for neurologists. God, that would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. This technology is still in its infancy. We can't predict the outcome with sufficient accuracy to produce consistent results. In the meantime, I'm suggesting that we fit the subjects with shock collars, at least until we can control their aggressive behavior. Researcher: (yawns) This is test number 31, to determine the cause of cell lysis. The cells keep destabilizing. The structure is sound, and all the components should fit together nicely. I've got to find a way to keep them stable. Last week, one of the characters melted during shooting. Director was seriously pissed, saying we can't have that happen again. We'll be ruined if children are traumatized, seeing their favorite characters melting in front of them. Producing additional subjects to replace the ones that melt is a huge hassle, so we've got to find a way to stabilize them. Just getting them in the right shape is a tedious process. The research and development team are working hard on this. (the sound of glass being slammed repeatedly is heard) Researcher: Subject-200 is extremely hostile, but it lasted almost 2 weeks without experiencing critical cellular breakdown. This is much longer than any of the other subjects engineered. Due to the combination of cells utilized, the subject is able to produce a highly corrosive acid; ultimately, an undesired side effect. Cell structure and genome have been recorded, and the subject is to be terminated for its aggressive behavior. Future experiments will be conducted to determine methods to reduce aggression in the subjects. Researcher: We conducted test 203-3 today by putting a trash can into its containment chamber. The thing immediately climbed in. I'd say the behavior manipulation and shaping process is coming along quite well, thanks to the new researchers we've acquired. Unidentified Subject: Looks like a chthonic nightmare. Researcher: Yes, it looks like a chthonic nightmare. We're still experimenting with stabilizing the cells, and are not concerned with looks for the moment. Researcher: Subject-203 escaped today, after it attacked two guards. It crawled into the vents. Security killed it in the end. The subjects are getting more and more aggressive. If this behavior continues and can't be addressed, I may quit as well. It isn't worth it. Maybe we're meddling with something we should have left well enough alone. We have to start addressing this aggressive behavior. Researcher: The subjects are exhibiting what appears to be a primitive form of intelligence. Previously they were content with just sitting around, doing nothing. That was a problem in itself, as they were a waste of resources and couldn't be trained. These ones appear to be able to communicate, although I can't determine what the medium is. Furthermore, they've developed some kind of a hierarchy. Further study is required. Otherwise, we might as well terminate this batch. This level of intelligence is not necessary. Researcher: God damn it! None of the higher ups are taking me seriously! It's not just me, it's the other researchers as well! What are they thinking? Where do they think they're directing our research? I can understand that we were supposed to stabilize these things to stop them from fucking melting on screen, but they're becoming more dangerous. I think something is going on here. I don't think it's about that kid's show. Maybe it was, at first, but now I'm not so sure. Researcher: There's that floor for level 4 personnel. It's at the far end of LG-3, accessible from a separate elevator. I'm getting suspicious about it. None of the other researchers know what's down there, and we're the ones keeping this project alive. If it's not used for research, then what are they doing down there? It's the guys in suits. The men in black, as we call them. They're directed down there by the administrator's spokesman. They stay down there for a few hours, then leave. They're hiding something from us, but what? (subject is heard whispering) Researcher: I've decided to keep my thoughts to myself. Some of the other researchers voiced out their concerns, and they were let go. I'm not buying into that. Maybe I'm just being paranoid- (the sound of an alarm is audible) Researcher: Shit! That's a security breach! Something's gone wrong. Researcher: The escaped subjects were caught and incinerated. Security footage revealed the problem. They tricked the guards watching them. They played dead so the guards would go in to retrieve their carcasses for incineration. That's when they struck. Now we have a guy dead, and another with severe injuries. How the fuck did this behavior develop? How could we have not observed this level of intelligence in previous tests? These things are dangerous. They are not suitable for any children's show. Not unless we can control them. Researcher: Alright, today I'll be discussing methods for curtailing the aggressive behavior of the subjects with our team of neurologists. Recently, we've- (the sound of an alarm is audible) Researcher: What the hell? Is that… oh, shit! That's a major security breach. Unidentified Subject: All personnel, remain calm and evacuate th- Researcher: (whispering) They've rounded up the researchers. I slipped away and called for help. This was no accident. This breach was planned. All fucking subjects were released at once. (the subject is heard breathing heavily) Researcher: I don't know how much time I have left. I should have seen it sooner. More and more researchers were disappearing. They knew too much, and I'm next. Listen. You can't let them do this. There were these people over at the facility. Guys in suits, the subjects were ignoring them. This is a conspiracy. Those times they came over, I think they were discussing- (the subject stops talking for 3 seconds. Faint footsteps are audible) (the audio is muffled; the subject is assumed to have hidden the recording device) Researcher: (whispering) Oh, God, please… Oh, God… (a door being forced open is audible) Researcher: No! Please, don't- (screaming) (4 gunshots are audible) Unidentified subject 1: R3-6 has been terminated. That's all of them. Dispose of him along with the others. Unidentified subject 2: Roger. Unidentified subject 1: Let's get what we came here for and get out. The bastard called someone, so we don't have much time. (footsteps are audible) (the recording continues, but contains silence for 37 minutes before ending) Addendum 3325-4: Agents discovered 79 steel containers in a storage area on the bottom floor of SCP-3325, restricted to most personnel. 41 containers contained human cadavers and were filled with a formaldehyde solution. Documents indicating the cause of death are attached to each container. A list of selected documents are included below. +Document 3325-1 -Complete list available on request Subject: █████ ████, female Position: Actor (A2-11) Cause of Death: Subject-66; mauling Time of Death: ██/██/2001 Subject: █████ ████, male Position: Trainer (T2-9) Cause of Death: Subject-102; mauling Time of Death: ██/██/2001 Subject: █████ █████, male Position: Head Researcher; biochemist (R3-5) Cause of Death: Scheduled termination Time of Death: ██/██/2002 Subject: █████ ████████, female Position: Researcher; neurosurgeon (R3-11) Cause of Death: Scheduled termination Time of Death: ██/██/2002 Subject: █████ ██████, male Position: Researcher; neurologist (R3-18) Cause of Death: Subject-109; organ failure Time of Death: ██/██/2002 Subject: ██████ ████, male Position: Trainer (T2-13) Cause of Death: Subject-115; necrosis Time of Death: ██/██/2002 Subject: ████ ██████, male Position: Guard (G2-15) Cause of Death: Subject-215; mauling Time of Death: ██/██/2002 Subject: ███ ███████, male Position: Actor (A2-20) Cause of Death: Scheduled termination Time of Death: ██/██/2002 Footnotes 1. Most of the organisms bear a resemblance to characters from existing children's television shows. 2. These phrases were most likely intended to be lines for children's television programs; personnel report the voices of SCP-3325-1 to be "unsettling" and "disturbing", but otherwise harmless. 3. Located on floors LG-2 and 3. 4. Located on floor LG-1. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3325" by xFox, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3325. 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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An instance bearing the same name and credentials as D-473218 (Silver Ascott) was discovered serving 18 months for a group of burglaries. The document was discovered after a search of D-473218's former flat; it is assumed that the record is "3rd person documentation" thus surviving the transfer. SCP-3326 is currently contained in line with the procedures set out in the discovered document. — Maria Jones, Director, RAISA ITEM #: SCP-3326 LEVEL- CONTAINMENT CLASS: SAFE DISRUPTION CLASS: VLAM Assigned Site Provisional Research Station 36 Site Director Dr Xavier Research Head Dr Vane Assigned MTF MTF-Zeta-10 (Time Travelers) ITEM: SCP-3326 LEVEL- CONTAINMENT CLASS: SAFE DISRUPTION CLASS: VLAM Assigned Site Provisional Research Station 36 Site Director Dr Xavier Research Head Dr Vane Assigned MTF MTF-Zeta-10 (Time Travelers) Special Containment Procedures SCP-3326 is to be contained at the location of its discovery. Provisional Research Station 36, disguised as a storage shed, has been constructed beside the entrance to the factory building housing SCP-3326. A chain fence has been constructed around the property along with visible mounted surveillance. One digital clock must be hung within the room housing SCP-3326, near the entrance (designated T-3326-1); and a second must be hung outside the room (designated T-3326-2). An activated XACTS device is to be placed below T-3326-1. Any change in deviation between the times shown on said clocks must be reported to the current research head of SCP-3326, Dr Vane. If the deviations between clocks are to cease, Dr Vane must be immediately alerted and Protocol Realignment is to be carried out. All personnel working within the room must have at least level 3 clearance, as well as having undergone briefing with a qualified member of the RCT-Δt at Temporal Research Site 01. After successful activation of SCP-3326, MTF-Zeta-10 (Time Travelers) are to organise the cleanup of any remaining third-person documents1, or part of their way of life relating to the subject's previous causal timeline. These documents are to be stored at Provisional Research Station 36 in a deep storage unit. Protocol Realignment details the reset of SCP-3326's strings. To perform Protocol Realignment a member of MTF-Zeta-10 is to deactivate the XACTS device within the room and exit within a 5 minute period. At this point, SCP-3326 will be seen to anomalously act in reverse of a normal loom. Once SCP-3326's strings separate from one each other the XACTS is to be reactivated. SCP-3326's chamber is then able to be reentered. Description: SCP-3326 at time of discovery SCP-3326 is a steel and wood structure resembling a 1794 Power Loom. No manufacturing details on SCP-3326 can be found aside from the words "FRAGILE MACHINERY. PROPERTY OF NORNS LLP" etched into the side. SCP-3326 has the ability to rewrite a person's causal timeline by transporting them back to a specific Jonbar Hinge2. This causal rewrite excludes previous third-person documentation3. SCP-3326 was discovered after two teens were briefly reported missing after exploring the Derby Silk Mill. Said teens were later discovered 27 miles away in the Peak Shopping Village, claiming they had told their parents where they were going. This was despite images posted on their social media account showing them in an old mill. These images were removed and all parties were given Class-A amnestics. Due to this, an investigation into the Derby mill was launched. After one of the MTF Rho-45 (Rapid Response) GADs4 showed a spike in hume levels, SCP-3326 was found to be the source. It was quickly contained in situ and Provisional Research Station 36 was constructed nearby. Following this, two D-class subjects were transferred over from a nearby site. Tests performed are listed below. Subject [age] Summary D-43728 [32] Subject turned the wheel on the side of SCP-3326 and proceeded to unravel on the floor. No remains were discovered. It is unknown where D-43728 is currently. D-132843 [29] Subject was given a microphone. They also turned the wheel and unravelled, no change from the first instance was noticed. No contact with the D-Class was able to be established. Addendum 1: Two days after the activation of SCP-3326 a Foundation Facebook webcrawler (GAMMA-02-URÐR) picked up mentions and posts from "Samuel Miles"5. However, no leaking of Foundation documents or information was detected. Furthermore, 13 days later, the name John Cawler6 was found on a 1993 death certificate. Cause of death was listed as a fatal gunshot wound during a robbery. During the investigation into his death, a single cut piece of silk thread was recovered from his body with the phrase "Fate is a fickle mistress" inked upon it. A short interview was set up by doctors posing as student researchers to ascertain how SCP-3326 affected Mr Miles. He was found to possess no knowledge of the anomalous or his time at the Foundation; however, he had served a brief stint in prison for theft and was almost picked up by Foundation D-Class recruiters. The full interview is in File 3326-2; access can be granted by request. Addendum 2: Further tests were proposed to figure out the limitations of SCP-3326. Details are listed below. Subject [age] Summary Observation notes D-57248 [27] Subject twisted the wheel as normal. No deviations from the previous tests were noted. Subject was discovered after holiday photos were posted to an online forum from Paris, France under their previous name. D-473218 [21] Subject turned the wheel, unravelling as usual; however, the strings of SCP-3326 had become entangled. The subject appears to pause for a second before rapidly vanishing. The faint sound of some women arguing could be heard. Subject has not been found. During the activation phase of SCP-3326, two threads currently used by SCP-3326 became entangled. Despite D-473218 (Silver Ascott) disappearing, their new counterpart could not be located. Foundation web crawler is to search all social media sites for any individual named Silver Ascott and isolate any recorded instances. The voices heard from SCP-3326 are currently unidentified. Following this Protocol Realignment was devised by Dr Vale to reverse the strings of SCP-3326 back to their previous states. Further tests are pending in order to locate the lost D-class personnel. Addendum 3: NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION Following RAISA Protocol, Dr Vane has proposed the following edits to the description and second addendum of this object. Please see below for details: Proposed edits are marked in blue: SCP-3326 is a steel and wood structure resembling a 1794 Power Loom. No manufacturing details on SCP-3326 can be found aside from the word "Norns" etched into the side. SCP-3326's strings have been theorized to represent different, closely related, timelines. SCP-3326's primary anomalous effect is its ability to rewrite a person's causal timeline by transporting them back to a specific Jonbar Hinge¹. This causal rewrite excludes previous third-person documentation. SCP-3326's secondary anomalous effect occurs when the strings of the power loom become intertwined. This has no detrimental effects to SCP-3326 when running normally, and can be easily fixed via Project Realignment. However, upon activation, it has been shown that SCP-3326 struggles to differentiate the two timelines. This results in it forcing the subject into the secondary timeline. Evidence collected from D-394235's counterpart indicates the subject is still influenced by SCP-3326's primary effect. D-473218 [21] Subject turned the wheel, unravelling as usual; however, the strings of SCP-3326 had become entangled. The subject appears to pause for a second before rapidly vanishing. Subject was discovered in the HM Prison Berwyn, Wales by an alternate Foundation. STATUS: APPROVED Addendum 4: On 02/09/2020, following an interview Junior Researcher Hawthorne carried out with D-473218-1 and D-473218-2, both of the D-Class broke free from their cells. D-473218-2 was noticed by a security guard when entering SCP-3326's containment chamber, but he was unable to prevent their entry into the room. Upon activation of SCP-3326, both D-473218 instances started to de-materialize in a similar fashion as described in the original document. However, upon the effect reaching their waist, it was seen to abruptly stop. SCP-3326 was then seen to force itself back in time, in line with specifications set out in Project Realignment, with no external human interaction. Both D-473218 instances fully re-manifested and when investigated were found to be merely unconscious. They are currently restrained in separate humanoid containment cells. A note was found in D-473218-2's pocket. It has been transcribed below. Right, listen future me, this may sound like complete bullshit but just trust. Some weird fucking note in your pocket is the least of your worries. Once you find yourself again, he will already have a key stolen from a researcher. At approximately 6:30pm the guard will go for a smoke break and you can leg it, due to this being a smaller site the guards are pretty lax. If you both use the time machine, make sure to deliberately cross the strings. This will cause you to reset and forget everything, so make sure you have this note somewhere safe. There has to be a better world for us out there somewhere, a place we aren't treated like animals in a cage. - You. Furthermore, upon inspection of SCP-3326, the silk outputted was seen to have text newly inked into it: Sorry about this mess. We thought it might be time to test out something new, move with the times and all, but it appears to be causing a few problems. I guess there is no substitute for handmade goods. - Yours fatefully, Urðr, Verðandi, and Skuld. SCP-3326 still appears to be temporally displaced; however, it has ceased any further anomalous effects. Re-classification to "Anomalous" is pending approval from the Classification Committee. Footnotes 1. This is defined as anything the subject doesn't consider personal (or part of) to their identity 2. A point at which two threads of history diverge. 3. This is believed to occur as SCP-3326 can only affect items that the subject believes to be directly linked to them/their identity. This means documents merely mentioning them are left alone. 4. "GAD, or General Analysis Device, is a compact display apparatus with multiple visual filters and the capability to measure various environmental factors." - Basic Agent Field Manual. 5. The previous name for D-132843 6. D-43728 ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3326" by Dr Moned, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3326. 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: the-jonbar-machine.jpg Author: Dr Moned License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Source Link: flickr |
SCP-3327 | safe | Item #: SCP-3327 Special Containment Procedures: The entrance to SCP-3327, along with approximately 1km2 of surrounding land, has been placed into Foundation custody by the Russian government. The area has been designated an official military site and is guarded appropriately. Any unauthorized personnel who enter SCP-3327 are to be amnesticized and removed from the site, following standard secrecy protocol. A safe zone spanning three rooms in each direction has been established around the origin room, and the border of the safe zone is marked in red paint. Though no hostile entities have been found within SCP-3327, its anomalous layout makes it difficult to navigate, so personnel are to stay inside the safe zone to avoid becoming lost. Each of the four corner rooms contains a Relative Positioning System beacon (see Addendum 1). Each beacon is to be inspected once daily, and repaired as necessary. Any personnel who wish to exit the safe zone must follow the guidelines below, depending on how far they wish to travel from the origin room. No farther than 100 rooms: Permission from a level 3 or higher researcher, a plan of exploration, a standard one-day supply package, and a Relative Positioning Device (RPD). Between 101 and 10,000 rooms: Permission from a level 4 or higher researcher, a detailed plan of exploration, an appropriately sized supply package, and an RPD. Must travel in a team of four or more. Between 10,001 and 100,000 rooms: Must submit an expedition proposal to the current head researcher of SCP-3327. Farther than 100,001 rooms: Currently not permitted. Description: SCP-3327 is a Cold War-era bunker outside Syktyvkar, Russia. The above-ground portion is a small concrete building typical of bunker entrances at the time. Inside is a ladder leading downwards into the origin room. The origin room is bare except for the entrance ladder, which is placed against a corner of the room, and a single pedestal in the center of the room. Upon the pedestal is a large mass of heavily damaged machinery of currently unknown function (designated SCP-3327-1). At the center of each of the four walls is a single doorway, which leads into a neighbouring room. All rooms thus far explored are identical to the origin room, but without the entrance ladder or the device in the center of the room. There is no observable limit to the number of rooms. Four autonomous drones have been deployed from the origin room to explore the rooms, each in a different direction. At the time of writing, the drones have traveled over 1,000,000 rooms from the origin without any change in surroundings. All rooms in SCP-3327 occupy the same geographical area as the origin room according to all known global positioning systems. However, other devices such as communications systems lose function at great distances as expected. Furthermore, any communication between the outside and inside of SCP-3327 deteriorates abnormally quickly as the distance from the origin room increases, with communication between inside and outside being effectively impossible at roughly 100 rooms away from the origin. Neither human nor drone exploration has uncovered anything of interest in any of the rooms, with the exception of a single corpse and journal (see Addendum 2). Further exploration is ongoing, with plans to extend the range of the RPS and send human teams farther from the origin room. Addendum 1: The Relative Positioning System With the ineffectiveness of standard global positioning systems, the Relative Positioning System was designed to prevent personnel from becoming lost while exploring SCP-3327. Four beacons have been placed in the safe zone as detailed in Containment Procedures. The RPDs carried by personnel receive signals from the four beacons, and use the difference in signal travel distances to calculate and display its position relative to the origin room. The RPDs are programmed so each room occupies a single coordinate on a Cartesian coordinate plane, and so the coordinate changes upon stepping through a doorway. The current RPS has an effective range of approximately 120,000 rooms, or 1,200 kilometers. Addendum 2: The following journal was found in room (560, -214) near a corpse, whose nametag identifies him as Dr. Josef Abramov. The age of the corpse is uncertain but estimated at 50-60 years, and the cause of death was determined to be dehydration. No further items of interest were discovered. The text below has been translated from Russian, and the original text is available as Document 3327-1-O. + Document 3327-1 - Document 3327-1 July 12, 1960 They contacted me today and told me I was being assigned to a new project. They have acquired a new anomalous object, and they want to use it against the Americans. They told me details would come later. July 14, 1960 They call it the Prism. They won't tell me how they acquired it, but they showed me what it does, and it is amazing. The Prism creates space out of nothing. Leave it in a room, and after a day the room has grown twofold in size. Then it starts making new rooms, all within the same space. It doesn't work quite right, though. The rooms are flawed, poor facsimiles of real ones. There are floors of glass and windows of wood, and doors and stairs that lead nowhere. They told me that my job was to fix this Prism, to make it work right. September 27, 1960 The first prototype of the amplifier is complete. If my theories are right, this should bring order to the way the Prism generates rooms. Testing will commence tomorrow. September 28, 1960 Success! The Prism expanded the first room as expected, and created a dozen more just like it. However, the rooms still began to decay farther from the entrance. I will begin anew tomorrow. November 17, 1960 I am still rebuilding and refining the amplifier. With every test, the Prism's behaviour is more and more regular. We plan to use this to build a bunker - no, a network of bunkers - that will span kilometers and kilometers. We can create a new Russia in those bunkers, one that the Americans will never be able to touch. December 26, 1960 The end is near. The latest iteration of the amplifier is almost perfect. The Prism generated over ten thousand rooms before its behaviour became irregular again. To step into a room, and see hundreds more just like it branching out in each direction, is a truly stunning experience. January 18, 1961 My work is done. The amplifier and the Prism generated more than twenty thousand rooms, and each one was as perfect as the first. They told me that the final stage will begin soon. January 29, 1961 They have brought me to the site, and construction has begun. This will be my life's greatest work, and with it I will carve my name into history. February 7, 1961 The amplifier has been built in what will soon be the first of many rooms. All that is left is to place the Prism within it. February 12, 1961 The Prism has been at work for almost a week now. The squadron they sent said that there should be at least a hundred thousand rooms by now. Every single one is a flawless copy of the first. February 19, 1961 I have been given permission to take a backpack of supplies and explore the rooms. I am excited to see the fruits of my labour, but the endless repetition of empty rooms is unsettling. February 21, 1961 The rooms are far more confusing than I anticipated. Every direction looks the same. I fear I may be lost. February 23, 1961 Today, I met a man dressed in strange clothes. He is the first person I have seen in far too many days. I called out to him. When he saw me, his face went pale, as if he had seen a ghost. I asked him what was wrong. He asked for my name, and I gave it to him. Then, he told me that I could not possibly be Josef, because Josef Abramov was dead. February 24, 1961 He brought me to his team, a group of men and women all dressed in the same strange clothes. They conversed for a while, and finally took me to a corpse wearing their uniform. A corpse that shares my face. They told me that they were part of a group sent to explore the rooms. Not-Josef was to set up camp, while they were to scout ahead. When they returned, not-Josef was dead. But what none of us understand is how I came to meet a version of me that was not myself, nor how he died in this endless maze. None of this makes sense. I fear my work with the Prism may have gone too far. February 25, 1961 They told me more about this bunker. They used words that I did not understand, but I grasped that this bunker was wrong somehow. They told me that they planned to destroy the cause of the wrongness before it could cause more harm. They also asked me to leave the bunker with them. I refused, replying that I would rather find my way back into my own world than exit into theirs. They let me leave them, despite their protests. February 28, 1961 Is it February 28th? I have been counting the days, but I have not seen the light of day in perhaps a week. My food supply is almost gone. I do not know where I am, where the exit is, or where I met the people in strange clothes who showed me my own corpse. Maybe I will die in this maze of perfect, identical rooms that I have worked so hard to create. No date given I have not had anything to eat in… I don't know how long. Two days? Three? I am almost out of water as well. This bunker will be my grave. No date given Perhaps the Prism was broken for a reason. Perhaps we were not meant to fix it. Neither the corpse of "not-Josef" nor the entrance from which his team supposedly came from have been found. Several GoIs have been questioned about both the Prism and the project mentioned, but all denied any knowledge of both. Abramov was found to be a member of GoI-████, which was dissolved in 1972. According to partial records, he was killed in action along with the rest of his team while exploring an unspecified spatial anomaly. Further efforts are being made to find complete records of this expedition. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3327" by DrMorris, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3327. 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-3328 | neutralized | SCANNED SOLID-COPY FILE ORIGINAL: 1916 | SCANNED: 1985 CONVERTED TO DIGITAL FORMAT. AVAILABLE ON FOUNDATION DATABASE. THE FOLLOWING DOCUMENTATION IS ARCHIVED. ORIGINAL MATERIAL: 12/01/1916 LAST EDITED: 02/11/1918 FURTHER ALTERATION CLOSED. A naturally-occurring population of SCP-3328 during growth on the Passchendaele battlefront, January, 1916. ITEM #: SCP-3328 OBJECT VARIETY: Euclidean Neutralized SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: Action must be taken to prevent SCP-3328 from propagating. All structures such as posts and fences surrounding populations of SCP-3328 are to be removed. [EDITED 02/11/1918] SCP-3328 was officially neutralized during the artillery bombardment following the third offensive of the Ypres during October, 1917. Exact time of destruction is unknown (presumably unintentional), but no further instances have been found to date. DESCRIPTION: SCP-3328 is an animate construction of barbed-wire, first reported in Passchendaele, January, 1916. Instances of SCP-3328 are known to exhibit features similar to floral life, such as the ability to reproduce and self-propagate, and are observed to reside in battlefields notorious for high casualties, presumably due to the lack of competing vegetation and abundance of edible material. SCP-3328 will naturally convolute and enmesh over all supporting structures such as posts and fences already existing within the militarised zone [No-Man's-Land]. SCP-3328 is observed to propagate rapidly, establishing frequent 'entanglements' and rendering large areas of land impassable within days. Populations of SCP-3328 are especially established in areas where barbed-wire has already been installed. Existing barbed-wire may provide structure for SCP-3328 to hang to, or provide concealment. This suggests that SCP-3328 may use its appearance as camouflage and a deterrence to prevent it from being walked over or disturbed. SCP-3328 is animate and capable of gradual movement. This is recognised to occur through slow contractions of the wire, presumably due to magnetic properties, allowing SCP-3328 to tighten and shift in position over time, however it is incapable of long-range movement or travel. Despite this, SCP-3328 will entangle and envelop individuals who pass through it. This method is similar in procedure to devices such as snare traps, and will constrict individuals to the point at which they expire from exposure or blood loss. SCP-3328 is observed to target individuals who are already wounded or unable to resist, and at times refrains from engaging larger groups to prevent discovery. Document 3328-1 | Senior Report: ██/██/1916, Addressing Loss of British Mark V Tank Senior Report::: ██/██/1916. Cpt. Johnson. 32nd. COMMANDING EYES ONLY Reporting to confirm the loss of a British Mark V Tank near Ypres, exact location unverified and pending. Vehicle found without crew, abandoned 200 yards behind advanced trenchline. Deemed unrecoverable due to the amount of barbed-wire enmeshed around it. Cause of breakdown appears to be due to compression of the tracks following severe entanglement in the wire. Most extreme case so far recorded. Chassis degraded extensively. Recognised as abrasion from the wire. Most of the metal has degraded. Parts of engine could be recovered, but current internal state is unknown. Wire wall appears to have been drawn over the vehicle, hindering access to the hatch. Recovery would require extraneous effort regardless. Suspected A.W.O.L crew. So far not found. Keep aware. Further investigation advised. Document 3328-2 | Access; Recorded Telegram(s): SUBJECT: Equipment & Animal Losses FROM: C. O. 122nd Infantry TO: The Commanding General 36th Division (Attention Captain Speene) SUBJECT: Equipment & Animal Losses 1. In compliance with Memorandum, Headquarter 36th Division, January ██, 1916, to C. O. 122nd Infantry, the following account is submitted: Cpt. Venkat suggested report into the loss of supplies in the region. Results conclude that the disruption is not due to shelling, and disproves any notion of such degree. Supply carts have been recovered from within the wire line still attached to their horses. Many of the animals are decomposed and have been abandoned, and the drivers are nowhere to be seen. The loss of so many animals due to the fences suggests that they are no longer an asset to us. They are too close to the tracks. I assume the animals had fallen from the embankment and entangled themselves in it. Regardless, you surely understand the risk of running wire next to horses. I propose we move the wire backwards several yards to avoid further disruption in the supplies. FROM: The Commanding General 36th Division TO: C. O. 122nd Infantry (Attention Captain Stevens) SUBJECT: RETURN #1, Equipment & Animal Losses 1. In compliance with Returning Order, the following account is submitted: Sent half a fireteam to cut it back and re-stake. Are these your men? They didn't report back to me - I assume they reported to you. Regardless, the wire has moved back several yards. Tell one of the corporals they left their rifles down here. We're low on supplies as you've said. Apologies for the notification, Officer. Document 3328-3 | Transcribed Aviation Message, Ypres, Centre ████, 4:22P.M. ::::::::::::::::::::::::: PIGEON FORUM ::::::::::::::::::::::::: RECEIVED AT MESSAGE CENTRE —— ████, 4:22PM TO: C. O. 144th INFANTRY FROM: 1st BN 144th INFANTRY THE REST OF THE PATROL ARE DEAD. WE WERE ON THE ROAD PARALLEL TO THE 207.4 WHILE CLEARING THE ENTANGLEMENTS. IT CAUGHT THEM BY THEIR THROATS. ASK WHITE TO EXPLAIN. DON'T SEND ANYONE ELSE THIS WAY. GOD HELP ME. YOU WON'T FIND MY BODY. - YPRES. 144th 1st BN. BIRD RELEASED 3P.M. RECEIVED AT LOFT 4:05PM. 03 BULLETIN BOARD 152 FIELD ARTILLERY BRIGADE FILE. Document 3328-4 | Notification of the Foundation WESTERN UNION TELEGRAM for conditions of acceptance, see over. Non-returnable. Sent: 05/01/17 Received: 12/01/17 To: Field Marshall, Doughlas Haug From: Cpt. White (BEF) I understand you are an entrance to the so-called Containment Foundation, so may you pass this to whoever it needs to be given to. The wire has been causing us trouble for some time. We tried to keep it quiet but people kept going missing. Now we all know, and people who are scared cannot be controlled. I've seen the wire move myself on too many an occasion and every time denied it, but I watched it kill the cavalry brigade as they went to search for help, and I know for certain it is real. We found some of the bodies miles out in No-Man's-Land. We think it drags them out there for some reason. It took us a while to realise that supplies weren't reaching us. We pushed too far into enemy territory, and we occupy their trench right now. The wire is behind us as we speak. We are stuck here. Those who tried to find help are dead. We cannot retreat. When some of us realised supplies weren't arriving we tried to clear it. Nothing worked. Wire cutters can't get a grip on it. It just keeps getting closer to the trenchline. Every day, it's another foot nearer. We have no hope of clearing it now. Someone suggested we contact you. We cannot retreat. Do you understand? Please act immediately. I don't know how long it will take until it enters the trench with us, and we will be forced to invade the next one. - Cpt. White (Member of British Expeditionary Force) SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES FOUNDATION Secure, Correct, Protect Addressing Cpt. White: Sir, the Foundation is not authorised to issue removal or destruction of an object. We may be able to offer containment services, however, although our assets are currently intervening in more pertaining matters than the one you described. We will dispatch when possible, which may be in the coming weeks. - Dr. Kapeer DO NOT ATTEMPT TO REPLY TO THIS MESSAGE NOTE: 122nd/144th infantry companies were decommissioned after sustaining massive casualties following an unplanned and unauthorised attack on the next German trenchline. It is expected that SCP-3328 was the cause, and has since been prioritised. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3328" by Blibby_Blobfish, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3328. 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: main Name: (122) D.1340 - Part of the wire entanglements in front of the Hindenburg line Author: John Warwick Brooke License: CC BY 4.0 Source Link: National Library of Scotland |
SCP-3329 | safe | Item# : SCP-3329 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-3329 are to be placed in individual vacuum sealed bags and collectively placed within a security storage container within the storage wing of Site-64. Testing may only be conducted with the authorization of a level 4 Researcher. Should any instances of SCP-3329 or portions thereof remain at the conclusion of said testing, they are either to be returned to storage or disposed of via standard hazmat protocols at the discretion of researchers overseeing testing. Due to the results of experiment 3329-03, D-class are not to be used as test subjects for SCP-3329. Subjects must be selected from Foundation personnel who have been psychologically screened for loyalty and obedience, and staff overseeing experimentation are not to have any direct visual or audio contact with subjects experiencing a Barnum Event. Communication from affected test subjects is to be carried out via speech to text computer programs, as this has proven to be sufficiently indirect to nullify the secondary effect of SCP-3329. Test subjects are to be kept in isolation for a 24-hour period following the apparent cessation of a Barnum Event to prevent accidental exposure to SCP-3329's secondary effect. Description: SCP-3329 refers to a collection of 120 (originally 144, recovered as 12 bunches of 12 instances each) lollipop candies. Each instance consists of a sphere of hard candy approximately 3.75 cm in diameter with an embedded 10 cm long white paper stick. At the time of recovery, each instance was wrapped in bright red paper with a calligraphic 'H F' written in gold on the top, and the words 'Lil' Lollipop's Little Lollipops' around the circumference. Each instance of SCP-3329 begins as one of 12 flavours (see Document 3329-01) with a 0.5 mm crescent of iridescent edible glitter reaching 180 degrees around the candy from pole to pole. When wrapped, or unwrapped but not held by a human subject, SCP-3329 exhibits no anomalous properties. When a human subject grabs hold of an instance of SCP-3329 by its stick, the candy will become luminescent and the glitter line will begin to move clockwise at a rate of one rotation per minute. As the glitter moves, the portion of candy it passes over is converted into one of the other 11 flavours, seemingly at random. When the glitter line returns to its point of origin and the confectionery has been 100 percent converted to a new flavour, the cycle begins anew. When licked or sucked, subjects report a combination of the two flavours present. Instances of SCP-3329 will only decrease in size concentrically during this process, and to date no test subject has been able to orally deform an instance into anything other than a spherical shape. Damaging an instance by other means such as percussive force will result in the loss of anomalous properties. Once an instance of SCP-3329 has been reduced to approximately 5 millimeters in diameter, all 12 flavours will appear as separate swirls rotating at 1 RPM. This 'rainbow core' can be bitten off, however this will trigger SCP-3329's secondary effects in what has been termed a Barnum Event. Experiment Log 3329-03, first recorded occurrence of a Barnum Event: Researcher overseeing experiment: Dr. Jedidiah Oswald Test Subject: D-97605, female, 23 years old <Begin Log> D-97605: Is this for real? Dr. Oswald: I know this may seem silly, but an anomaly's an anomaly. Just pick up a sucker and consume it, describing any effects you experience. We'll be monitoring your vital signs and we have a medic on stand by in the event of an adverse reaction. D-97605: I'm not complaining doc. I'll take this over [REDACTED] any day. (Subject unwraps an instance of SCP-3329. It immediately begins to glow red, with the glitter line gradually turning it amber.) D-97605: This thing's not radioactive is it? Dr. Oswald: The banana flavoured ones are actually about as radioactive as ordinary bananas. I've taken that to mean these are made using natural flavours. D-97605: Only the best for the nameless human guinea pigs. Here goes nothing. (Subject tentatively licks SCP-3329.) D-97605: Mmm. The red tastes like cherry and the amber taste like cinnamon. I'm not noticing anything unusual aside from the obvious. Dr. Oswald: Noted. Your readings haven't changed either. Please continue consuming the item. (Extraneous footage redacted for brevity. Subject complied and reported the different flavours assumed by SCP-3329, all of which were consistent with those listed in Document 3329-01. At several points, the subject attempted to bite down on SCP-3329 but was unable to break it. After approximately 110 minutes, SCP-3329 has been sufficiently reduced in size to enter its 'rainbow core' phase.) D-97605: Something's happening. Is it supposed to be doing that? Dr. Oswald: We believe so. Please consume it and report the results. D-97605: Understood. Tasting the rainbow. (Subject places SCP-3329 in her mouth and bites down, this time successfully removing the candy from the stick.) D-97605: Okay, it's melting. It's very sweet and it's a medley of all the other flavours. The taste isn't going away. (Subject sticks out her tongue and looks at her reflection in the one-way mirror, revealing her tongue to be coated in a luminescent rainbow swirl. This is believed to be the initiation of the Barnum Event.) D-97605: Oh, awesome. I've got a gay pride parade in my mouth. Dr. Oswald: An entire parade? That's certainly a first. Please describe it in more detail. D-97605: Huh? Dr. Oswald: The parade inside your mouth. Tell me more. How big is it, is it causing you any discomfort, and why are they having a pride parade at this time of year? D-97605: Are you fucking with me or…ah, well they're mouth people so they don't go by a solar calendar. Seasons are based around coffee flavours: Pumpkin Spice, Peppermint Mocha, you get the idea. Dr. Oswald: Intriguing. We should call the anthropology department and inform them of this development. I'm sure they'd like to study the inhabitants of your oral cavity. D-97606: Sure. Sure. Hey, speaking of cavities, I have a literal sweet tooth. One of my molars is comprised entirely of compressed sucrose. It's not even an anomaly, just a weird quirk of nature. What do you think about that? Dr. Oswald: It is fascinating, but for the moment I think we should remain focused on the pride parade. D-97605: (smiles) Whatever you say. Actually, as much as I wish we could keep studying this, today's the day I'm getting discharged. Dr. Oswald: Oh. I apologize. Congratulations. I don't know why I wasn't informed. D-97605: Don't worry about it, I know what a bureaucratic nightmare this place is. Yeah, I was pardoned by one of the Overseers for good behavior, and they said that as a reward for that good behavior you guys were to just take me down to the Site garage and give me a vehicle, one without a tracker, as well as civilian clothes, whatever cash you have on hand and let me drive out of here. Right now. Dr. Oswald: That's hardly standard protocol, but I can't afford to get into anymore trouble with the O5s. They'd better reimburse me for the cash at least. D-97605: Yeah, I'm sure they will. If we don't go right now though you won't be able to file the expense report in time for this month's rebate, or whatever you call it. Dr. Oswald: They changed the deadline without so much as a memo? Typical. We'd better get going then. I'd rather not be short that much money any longer than I have to be. (Dr. Oswald opens the door to the testing chamber, and the guard on duty makes no objection.) D-97605: Oh my god. (D-97605 pockets all the SCP-3329 instances present in the testing chamber and allows the guard and Dr. Oswald to escort her out.) <End Log> Post Incident Report: According to witness testimony and security footage, Dr. Oswald and Agent Rourke escorted D-97605 to the parking garage per her request. She was evidently able to convince anyone who questioned this that she was indeed being released. She absconded with a black sedan and several thousand dollars in cash1. She also, evidently, convinced everyone that her release was classified and that they were not to tell anyone about it, thus confounding investigations into her disappearance for several days. The vehicle in question was later recovered at a local used car dealership, having been purchased for nearly 12 times its value2 with no paperwork. D-97605 and 11 instances of SCP-3329 remain at large. Dr. Oswald was subjected to disciplinary suspension and demotion due to the inadequate testing protocols which resulted in the loss of a D-class and 11 instances of SCP-3329. Testing and containment procedures have been updated accordingly. Addendum: Subsequent testing of SCP-3329 has revealed that when a subject consumes the item's rainbow core and triggers a Barnum Event, other individuals are incapable of applying critical thought to any claims made by the subject and accept whatever they say as unquestionable fact. This applies whether the subject is being intentionally deceptive, unknowingly mistaken, or simply non-literal or hyperbolic. This effect is observed whether information is communicated verbally or textually, in person or via telecommunication. Secondhand tellings of the subject's statements, either by humans or AIs, seem to negate this effect. Recordings of subjects only retain their infohazardous effects for the duration of the Barnum Event. Barnum Events appear to last for approximately as long as a visible coating remains on the tongue of the subject. This varies significantly depending on the amount and nature of food and beverages consumed, engagement in oral hygiene, among other factors. Recovery: All 144 instances were recovered inside of a paper bag with the word 'DISQUIETLY DISCONTINUED' written in purple pen. Although it initially appeared that the bag had been anonymously sent to Site-64's P.O. box, during the inquiry into D-97605's escape, Dr. Oswald confessed that he had violated Foundation protocol by personally seeking out anomalies for the purpose of advancing his career. He allegedly purchased SCP-3329 for a sum of $█████ USD from a currently unidentified individual who claimed to have stolen them from a supply trailer at a 'magic carnival', presumed to be GoI-233 (Herman Fuller's Circus of the Disquieting). In addition to his suspension and demotion, Dr. Oswald is now under surveillance by the Internal Security Department for this breach of protocol. Found within the same bag as SCP-3329 was a folded 60cm by 90 cm poster, which appears to be promotional material for the anomaly. Document 3329-01: Step Right Up For Your Chance To Win LI'L LOLLIPOPS LITTLE LOLLIPOPS! Watch In Awe As They Morph Between All 12 Different Flavors: GREEN ~ APPLE AMBER ~ CINNAMON ORANGE ~ ORANGE (DUH) WHITE ~ VANILLA GOLD ~ PEACH RED ~ CHERRY BROWN ~ COLA YELLOW ~ BANANA PURPLE ~ GRAPE BLUE ~ PEPPERMINT PINK ~ KIWI WATERMELON INDIGO ~ WILD-BERRY [the following text was presented in a speech bubble attached to a cartoon of a female clown] "Hello guys, gals and non-binary pals! Li'l Lollipop here with a special treat for you! A chance to win some suckers from my private stash! I get bored real easy, so The Ringmaster had these made especially for me. They constantly change flavor, with a new sucker born every minute! They come in all my favorite flavors, and with every change a surprise there are dozens of different combinations! That's enough to even keep my attention! Plus there's a special surprise waiting at the center of each and every sucker, a surprise so spectacular you won't believe it!" Fun Fact: Did you know that while the phrase "There's a sucker born every minute" is often attributed to P.T. Barnum, there's no evidence he ever actually said it? That's because it was our own Herman Fuller who coined the phrase, and by gum it was a motto he lived by right up until his mysterious disappearance. It sure was a good thing he never had any of these. That definitely would've sucked! Footnotes 1. This money was taken from at least four individual staff members as well as the Site-64 petty cash fund. 2. D-97605 was allegedly able to convince the dealer that it formerly belonged to Hollywood actor Nicolas Cage. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3329" by DrChandra, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3329. 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-3330 | euclid | After all, what are we but just entropic forces? We will all slowly unwind into our own still randomness. Chaos. Beautiful, beautiful chaos. And then silence. ITEM# 3330 LEVEL4 SECRET CONTAINMENT TYPE: esoteric SECONDARY CLASS: thaumiel DISRUPTION LEVEL: ekhi RISK LEVEL: danger link to memo Item#: {$item-number} Level4 Containment Class: {$container-class} Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: {$disruption-class} Risk Class: {$risk-class} link to memo memetic hazard: cascade protection class: providence {$class-category-3} {$class-text-3} {$class-category-4} {$class-text-4} Special Containment Procedures: A single unedited collection of SCP-3330 is kept in a paper medium and held inside a standard containment storage locker at provisional Site-64T, currently constructed within SCP-2400, which, in turn, is contained within Site-59. This decision was deemed appropriate due to the lack of celestial bodies similar to our own found within the dimension outlined in SCP-2400's database entry. Doing so negates the effects of SCP-3330's passive memetic properties. A digital photocopy of this collection is to be stored on an encrypted flash drive and held in the possession of SCP-3330's current project lead in the event the extant works necessitate reconstruction. Furthermore, a proprietary Onsite Reality Event Protocol must be mandated; A system of five Scranton Reality Anchors, placed in an equidistant pentagonal pattern within SCP-3330's chamber, is used to maintain a consistent Hume level throughout the containment area. Site-64T is to install additional SRAs, utilizing Uninterruptible Power Source (UPS) backups in the event of a critical power failure. These Anchors must also use a concentric pentagonal configuration, equidistant to one another and only activated if the units within the containment area lose function or otherwise fail to prevent or mitigate anomalous ontokinetic activity. Should the Onsite Reality Event Protocol go into effect without main power, ancillary backup can only guarantee 30-45 minutes of additional support, in which case all personnel efforts should be focused on the recovery of SCP-3330 and evacuation from SCP-2400. At no time should attempts be made to destroy SCP-3330. Media outlets, music databases and archives must be monitored and purged of all anomalous copies of SCP-3330, should they arise. Non-anomalous replications can then be distributed to the public in lieu of the original. Historical records involving the composition and events surrounding performances of SCP-3330 are to be altered and/or replaced with an appropriate cover story. Access to the instances in Foundation custody for study and D-Class testing is restricted indefinitely at this time. Description: SCP-3330 is the designation for a collection of five musical works by late composer and pianist John Milton Cage Jr., written between the years of 1961 through 1978. These compositions include the Atlas Eclipticalis (1961–62), Études Australes (1974–75), Freeman Études (1977–90),1 Études Boreales (1978), and an unfinished, untitled composition recovered from Cage's place of residence during Foundation investigations. SCP-3330 instances are typically presented in a series of short songs called études. For example, Freeman Études consists of thirty-two individual parts. Cage's style of play was well known as avant-garde at best. Experimental works involving random note placement, large silences, and striking or rubbing the piano's body were considered his penchant. After 1960, however, John Cage's modus operandi became heavily dependent on complex astronomical charts, using imprints of the night sky to determine note placement. After the attempted live performance of Atlas Eclipticalis on ██/██/████ at the ███████████ Center for the Arts, Foundation agents were deployed and, during the subsequent investigation, it was determined that the use of these charts were the root of SCP-3330's anomalous properties. Individuals who read SCP-3330 are able to comprehend and recall the sheet music at any time, regardless of previous proficiency in music theory, sheet music language or visual acuity.2 Despite this, performers remain limited by physical ability to execute SCP-3330, thus the pieces are considered passive memetic infohazards.3 This memetic effect is dependent on the presence of specific astronomical features in locations relative to Earth and thus will not occur in extradimensional locations that lack these features. SCP-3330's primary effect becomes apparent when an individual performs any of the impacted works, from the very beginning, executed within an accuracy of at least ~99%. Performances must be carried out by one biologically-human individual, using one or both hands.4 Sound waves performed synchronously as described within the parameters of the sheet music possess a localized reality-warping effect, the strength of which is amplified the longer the pieces are played without error. While within range of hearing SCP-3330, affected individuals aside from the performer experience an inexorable compulsion to face directly towards the origin of the sound.5 The reason for this is believed to be a result of cognitohazardous glyphs embedded within the performed piece, used to force the creation of an audience. Spectrographic analysis of testing performances reveal multiple instances of similar glyphs and other hazardous imagery, although this is unlikely to have been intentional on Cage's part; investigations suggest he was unaware of the anomalous effects of SCP-3330 until some time after composition of Boreales. Subjects who survive listening to performances of SCP-3330 unanimously describe the music as beautiful or poignant, and may attempt to expose themselves again if at all possible, despite any and all negative effects experienced while listening to the songs. Affected individuals may also attempt to expose others to the songs, although whether or not this is an anomalous effect or a natural human behavior influenced by an anomalous effect remains to be seen. In addition, repeated exposure has been noted to further ingrain recall, causing subjects to develop vocal and motor tics that mirror SCP-3330, which can propagate the effects to a lesser degree. This, in turn, can magnify with the number of individuals participating, creating potential for a Cascade-Level memetic hazard. Fortunately, targeted Amnestic application can reduce or even completely reverse these symptoms. SUPPLEMENTARY MATERIALS: View SCP-3330 Testing Logs Preface: A number of tests were performed to ascertain the exact effects of SCP-3330. Due to the extreme difficulty in performing the pieces, individuals were chosen based on prior experience in music theory and piano proficiency. Tests were performed in a sound-proofed containment chamber within Site-64T. Experimentation Proposal 3330 Authorizing Director: Site-59 Director Grisham (Reviewing) Head Researcher: Sr. Researcher James A. Harkness (Observing; Selected due to high ACRS6 rating) Supporting Staff: Jr. Researcher Andrew Ling (Observing; Apprenticeship hours) D-Class Requested: 15 APPROVED Testing logs to be constructed in the following format: SPECIFIC WORK: SUBJECTS: DURATION PLAYED: TEST RESULTS: NOTES: #3330-A SPECIFIC WORK: Atlas Eclipticalis SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class Personnel, former concert pianist DURATION PLAYED: 0:05:12/3:15:00 TEST RESULTS: Within thirty seconds of synchronous play, area surrounding the D-Class began to dim, creating what appeared to be an inverted visual bloom. After about ninety seconds, the bloom faded into black smoke, concealing the performer. At exactly two minutes, fifteen seconds into the test, the Hume rating of the surrounding containment area began to rise steadily at ~.2 Hm/min. No other changes to local reality were detected. Upon the cessation of the test, assumed to be due to error, the smoke rapidly dissipated and the subject collapsed in apparent seizure, pronounced dead ten minutes later. Testing area updated to include four SRAs, one placed at each wall of the containment chamber. NOTES: We probably shouldn't have used one of our best first. - Researcher Ling #3330-B SPECIFIC WORK: Atlas Eclipticalis SUBJECTS: Two (2) D-Class Personnel, both proficient in piano, operating in tandem instead of a single two-handed performance. DURATION PLAYED: 0:02:23/3:15:00 TEST RESULTS: No effect. NOTES: I'm having major issues sourcing a single D-Class capable of performing this. - Researcher Ling #3330-C SPECIFIC WORK: Atlas Eclipticalis SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, moderately proficient in piano, two (2) D-Class, observing performance DURATION PLAYED: 0:02:03/3:15:00 TEST RESULTS: Blooming effect began at the thirty second mark, followed by the rapid conversion to smoke at ninety seconds in. Test concluded via error. Upon cessation, all D-Class complained of moderate headache, performer experienced minor epistaxis. Expressed feelings of guilt and low self-esteem. Full recovery was seen within two days. NOTES: Confirms the causal link between duration played and intensity of effects. - Researcher Ling #3330-D SPECIFIC WORK: Études Boreales SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, moderately proficient in piano, two (2) D-Class, observing performance DURATION PLAYED: 0:01:05/0:18:45 TEST RESULTS: After three seconds of synchronous play, the D-Class immediately faced the performer. At the fifteen second mark, D-Class in observation showed displays of glossolalia, speaking in unison in an unknown tongue. Upon cessation, all involved showed signs of confusion and reduced brain function. Amnestics were supplied and full recovery was established within a week. NOTES: Post editing analysis shows the vocalizations bear remarkable resemblance to those of the Fifth Church. - Researcher Ling #3330-E SPECIFIC WORK: Études Boreales SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, proficient in piano, two (2) D-Class, observing performance DURATION PLAYED: 0:14:11/0:18:45 TEST RESULTS: After three seconds of synchronous play, the D-Class again faced the performer. Fifteen seconds in, D-Class in observation showed marked glossolalia, speaking in unison. After the two minute mark, the Hume rating in the containment area began to rise at ~.4 Hm/min. The distance between SCP-3330 and the walls of the testing area began to increase substantially, this change going unnoticed by all involved aside from research staff. Analysis of data retrieved from the SRAs confirm the spatial distortion was in fact tangible and not merely a visual component, with the measured Hume increase reducing as expected over such distance to subsequently become negligible. Vocalizations from observing subjects increased in intensity until the five minute mark, during which the D-Class returned to silence. Fifteen seconds after, the piano being used began to bleed from its seams, pooling onto the floor.7 The act goes unseen by the performer, who remained intensely focused on SCP-3330. Upon cessation, all D-Class involved lost abstract conceptualization of self, collapsing onto the floor and becoming unresponsive to most stimuli. NOTES: When we brought them out, they kept repeating "So close". They haven't spoken since. Also, was the effect responding to the SRAs? - Researcher Ling #3330-F SPECIFIC WORK: Études Boreales SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, proficient in piano, two (2) D-Class, observing performance DURATION PLAYED: 0:18:45/0:18:45 TEST RESULTS: Chamber updated with additional Reality Anchors implemented above and below piano. Test proceeded identically as planned, aside from the dimensional distortion affecting all sides of testing area, including the floor. This did not impact the subjects, who remained in their starting positions, relative to SCP-3330. As the performance continued, the piano bled heavily at the D-Class' feet, until the space beneath them was obscured completely. According to backup footage, Researcher Ling expressed awareness of a rising hum originating from the chamber beginning at around 0:18:15. Emergency evacuations to a remote viewing location were enacted as a precautionary measure. Upon completion of the piece, the piano emitted a 145 dB screeching noise which caused all personnel in three times the audible range of the chamber to exsanguinate via otorrhagia. Hume ratings in the chamber began to fluctuate rapidly as a multi-armed humanoid figure emerged from the pool of red liquid. Hazardous fluctuations in the Hume field present within the audible range of the performance triggered surrounding Anchors' emergency failsafe, which responded with maximal power output, causing the entity to demanifest. Site-64T experiences a major power failure as a result. NOTES: I can't remember how many limbs it had. No one can. There are eight cameras' worth of footage. We've watched them over and over. - Sr. Researcher Harkness Boreales testing is halted indefinitely. - Site-59 Director Grisham POST-ACTION INVESTIGATION RESULTS: Several small tests were carried out to determine the optimal configuration of SRAs around SCP-3330. Results indicate the effect expands outward with an ontokinetic field in the shape of a five-pointed star. Placing the SRAs in an equidistant pentagonal pattern has been shown to be most effective. Testing and containment area updated to reflect this. #3330-G SPECIFIC WORK: Études Australes SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, former concert pianist DURATION PLAYED: 0:00:00/2:49:33 TEST RESULTS: D-Class expressed difficulty reading sheet music provided. A non-anomalous copy was provided and proved to be legible. It is unknown why this has occurred. D-Class has the same problem when viewing the other affected works. Evaluation of subject revealed previously undiagnosed bilateral open-angle glaucoma, though the relevance to test result remains speculative. NOTES: And that's the last of our incarcerated concert pianists. - Sr. Researcher Harkness #3330-H SPECIFIC WORK: Études Australes SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, moderately proficient at piano, one (1) D-Class observing the performance. DURATION PLAYED: 0:10:13/2:49:33 TEST RESULTS: After two seconds of synchronous play, observing D-Class faced the performer and remained motionless. During periods of silence throughout the performance, observing D-Class bled through most of their bodily orifices. No reaction was observed. At the ten minute mark, a number of translucent humanoid figures wearing hooded robes materialized on the opposite end of the chamber, observing the performance as one began to draw an image on the floor using blood from the observing D-Class. Test aborted thirteen seconds later via error. Upon cessation, hooded figures physically assaulted the performer before dematerializing. Observing D-Class expired from exsanguination shortly thereafter. Image bore resemblance to apotropaic/evocation glyphs used by other Fifthist sects. NOTES: Australes testing is now halted at this time. - Site-59 Director Grisham #3330-I SPECIFIC WORK: Freeman Études SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, moderately proficient in piano, two (2) D-Class observing the performance. DURATION PLAYED: 0:5:01/2:47:15 TEST RESULTS: No changes were observed within the first thirty seconds of play. Soon after, a partially-incorporeal, multi-armed humanoid entity similar to that encountered during Boreales testing materialized on the top of the piano. Entity was sitting in a meditative position and surrounded by a translucent energy field resembling a stellated dodecahedron. This manifestation, now referred to as SCP-3330-1, did not physically react other than to observe the affected audience and performer. Despite this passive appearance and through some unknown mechanism, SCP-3330-1's observations ultimately led to the collapse and death of each individual aside from the performer, who was startled by the sudden commotion and ceased to play. Upon doing so, SCP-3330-1 was observed shuddering, reaching out to the performer and demanifesting with a blast of moderate force a moment later. D-Class pianist retrieved and transferred to medbay before being diagnosed with both radiation poisoning and hearing loss. Contained Anchors were destroyed in the blast, necessitating replacement. NOTES: Administration has told me we're trying this again, apparently something about these tests have produced a given quantity of reward. I don't see anything aside from millions in damaged infrastructure, so as a precautionary measure, I'm gonna go ahead and approve the implementation of additional SRA rings, along with UPS backups from IT, in case of a critical power failure. - Sr. Researcher Harkness #3330-J SPECIFIC WORK: Freeman Études SUBJECTS: One (1) D-Class, moderately proficient in piano, one (1) D-Class observing the performance. DURATION PLAYED: 0:11:23/2:47:15 TEST RESULTS: Test proceeded as previous. At the 10 minute mark, SCP-3330-1 stared into the one-way mirror, in the direction of testing staff. The entity then attempted communication with unseen personnel. SCP-3330-1 was docile and fully capable of telepathic speech. Therefore, the remainder of this performance is spent as an impromptu interview with Sr. Researcher Harkness, which he claims he can recall with decent accuracy (Presumed to be related to Harkness' high ACRS rating; see Interview Log 3330-1A). As the performance progressed, SCP-3330-1 appeared to slowly gain tangibility. The SRAs within the testing area started to vibrate as if experiencing severe resistance. When the performer eventually failed to keep timing, the entity flinched as if in pain. SCP-3330-1 was then seen turning towards the performer, placing two of its hands on the subject's shoulder as it began to lose opacity. As it did so, the performer dissipated as well, who was seen bleeding from their facial orifices without apparent injury or pain. Both the entity and the performer vanished from the testing area in an explosion of considerable force. Chamber possessed high levels of Gamma radiation which scattered and dispersed naturally. The first ring of Anchors were destroyed and again required replacement. NOTES: Enough. I think we've got what we need here. - Site-59 Director Grisham View Selected Journal Entries Preface: Cage's journal was recovered in his place of residence following his death in 1992. Despite some destruction and wear of the notes, many of the entries were still legible and have been transcribed below. Another day, another moment of my life gone but for these damned compositions. I can't figure it out, at a precipice. I think I'm losing sight of my own interests in the music, the passion. The notes and the silences together in harmony. I reminisce to a point where I once avoided the egotistical nature of popular music, the repetition, the stagnancy. Not to mention a little horror of the void. Still, my pieces seem to be drifting toward the main, that rhythm of ego, hackneyed and useless. I have no feeling for this harmony. I remember when Schönberg said that to make great compositions, you must have the harmony. He didn't think I had it in me. He said, 'You'll come to a wall you won't be able to get through.' So I said to him, 'I'll dedicate my life to beating my head against that wall.' Yet, where am I now? Maybe I will succumb to that barrier and stay on this side, forever. I think must look for harmony elsewhere. Not the harmony of the ego. Something else. The harmony of nature, perhaps? [The next thirty-four pages involve handwritten music notation, most of which have been crossed out or unfinished. The following page bears a sketch of a nautilus shell.] I think I've got it. It's in the math. The mathematics of the universe, truly the greatest harmony. Intrinsic, ubiquitous language spoken in rhythms of equations and axioms. I will find my sound, and my comfort, among these numbers, like reveries, veins in the leaves around us. Branching off into infinity. Why must I meet so much resistance from my peers? I never understood man's fear of new ideas. Still, they'll see. I just need to find the material, that essence from which I can extract my sounds and silences and put them to patterns. A man I knew from long ago spoke in passing to me, after I relented to him my burdens of finding sound in the patterns of nature. He mentioned something of hexagrams, which I know nothing of. Looked into it further—it's a six-pointed star. Not sure what that means. Maybe I will roll a die a hundred thousand times. The almost-randomness would be a comfort to me. Not as much as true randomness, should it exist; I'd prefer to remain in fluxus. Not everything needs a purpose. To have purpose in this universe would be—is arduous. [Fourteen pages of music notation, some abandoned, some torn out or damaged from time. Several drawings of Platonic solids occupy the space in the corners of the pages.] There is power in the numbers. It's hazy, but I'm getting there. It intrigues me. Surely something in the math, something in the shapes, perhaps? Those shapes… make up everything? These are the core tenets of the physical universe, yes? This most basic of structures. It has to be what makes up the infinite nature of everything. That true chaos, with beautiful, screaming quiet and random things that dot an ocean of endlessness. Novel, forever. But—is this truly it? Are the building blocks of the universe the most intrinsically chaotic harmony? Solids are solids, but nature is unpredictable, flowing, eroding. After all, what are we but just entropic forces? We will all slowly unwind into our own still randomness. Chaos. Beautiful, beautiful chaos. And then silence. I think—I think I am just cracking my skull against that wall once more. It certainly feels like I am. Something is still missing. I've composed a new piece, Music of Changes. I tried the randomness, and the math. What happens may come. I am saying nothing more on the subject. That is how poetry works. Christian showed me the I Ching8 today, it is brilliant! Absolutely brilliant. How ignorant I was, for this book is filled with hexagrams as well, of a different variety. The numbers and the shapes. This is the language of sound, of Everything. I asked a local woodworker, this nondescript man whose time spent molding trees into treens left his hands a mass of bloodied calluses, to craft me a keepsake from one of those shapes I was researching. His shop was modest, reeked of lacquer and something I couldn't put my finger on. Still, the tchotchkes and figurines that littered the shelves captivated me, even more so that the man simply nodded at my request and held up five fingers. No greater than five minutes later he dropped a wooden dodecahedron in my hand, roughly the size of a cherry, perfect for carrying in my pocket. The vertices and faces of the totem were sharp and straight, clearly the result of expert craftsmanship. It was warm to the touch, and even hours later I could swear it persists. In my palm, the shape feels right. Nearly perfect. Nearly. [A number of other recursive sketches are seen in the next six pages, with very little focus on compositions themselves. A few failed attempts at highly detailed fractal patterns are present, some religious iconography and geometry, particularly Metatron's Cube9 is seen several times, drawn with varying accuracy.] Silence is not acoustic. It is simply a change of mind. But what lies between the gaps in the silence? Quieter silence? Does the quiet not have its own sound? Like white noise, things and spaces, filled in with smaller things and spaces, extending outward, forever. Yet never truly progressing. Going nowhere. Is that where I am going? Changes did nothing for me, in the end. I felt close. So close. But not close enough. This aural experiment, this maddening labyrinth of passable cacophony. I feel more in tune with where I want to go, but I am too confused to know how to get there. The backlash I've been receiving was expected. Unconventional does not imply a lack of talent. Still, it hurts a bit. My totem brings me comfort, though it does not bring me inspiration through shapes. It feels like something else. Like it isn't futile. Only sleep for now, worry about tomorrow, tomorrow. [EXTRANEOUS ENTRIES REMOVED] An strange thing happened to me today. A man I have never met approached me on the street and commended my work. I'm not new to having fans—even if they are few and far between at the moment. This fellow seemed different, eclectic. Odd attire, but a comforting gaze. Green eyes. I don't remember his face. He said something to the effect of 'Music should continue to evolve towards the composer's vision, not the audience's. Wouldn't you agree?' His tone was odd and unreadable, but the next phrase rang out with purpose. 'You have the power to create great things. Your music will beckon worlds.' It isn't my purpose to be the best. I have no purpose. I like it that way. Yet, the words are etched into my memory. What did he mean by beckoning worlds? I only know of one. I expressed my frustrations at the lack of new ideas, new experiments. He laughed and said that 'When all is lost, look to the stars'. I looked away for a second and he was gone, like leaves in the breeze. That's okay, they usually don't ask for autographs. A side note—he had this pendant on his neck. I remember it quite well. It too was of a star, made of a glimmering green stone. Darker than the man's eyes, but a strangely enthralling piece in contrast to his blank stares. I would guess it to be jade, probably more valuable than my career itself. His presence put me in a funk. My head has been cloudy. Once the clouds clear, maybe I will take a look at the night sky. Can't hurt, right? [EXTRANEOUS/DAMAGED ENTRIES REMOVED] It is in the stars. It has to be. I spent a month pondering, researching into constellations, on the brink, I began to notice the connections. I am ecstatic. My excitement was not diminished, despite my colleagues' inability to perceive patterns, hah! I look at the night sky and all I see are infinite possibilities in infinite directions. As the world turns I see more and more. 'When all is lost, look to the stars'. It reverberates within me. Between those points of light lie vast silence. Points, like notes on a canvas, painted by an artist using light and dark alone. I'll take a map of the night sky, derive notes from the placement of these stars. That'll do it. An atlas of the sky will lead me home. [The next four pages involve attempts at matching star systems with notes. Many are scratched out, but the last two pages have legible sheet notation.] I've done it. I've cracked the code, so to speak. The stars speak to me in a way I cannot form into words, and my notation flows without effort. I know what to write, when to write it. I hear the notes in my head, I don't even need to touch the piano. Everything has clicked into place. I've barricaded myself in here aside from trips for food. I need to finish this. Thank you, atlas. I'll dedicate this composition to you. [The next eighty-six pages involve odd notations and sketches of constellations.] Atlas Eclipticalis is finished. I had dedicated parts of it to some friends, colleagues, and the stars themselves. Despite my efforts, my work was not well received, again and I haven't even heard back from ████ or ██████ ████████ with their usual unconstructive criticisms. I hope my oddities did not scare them off, hah! oh, I ran into that strange fellow I had encountered last year on my way to the market. He applauded me on my work and said something or other that I didn't quite catch. I heard no words, but it probably had to do with purpose. I ignored it. My eyes kept being drawn to the glint of the stone on his neck. A perfect five points encased in deep, deep green. Staring at it made my head spin, so I thanked him and went on my way. Didn't see much of his face again, although I remember that his lips were wry for a moment, or two, before he left my presence. That bothered me. It wasn't what bothered me the most though. Those five points still puncture my mind, their hooks or tendrils are wound deep within my psyche. [EXTRANEOUS ENTRIES REMOVED] ████ is dead. They said he was found cold at his piano. Cardiac arrest, they think. At least he died where he loved most. He was a good man. They said he had my notes on the stand. Poor fellow. Probably took one look at my debauchery and keeled over. Well, I'm still at it, ████. Sorry, my late friend, my music must go on. [The next thirty-three pages involve more of the same notation, as well as what appears to be constellations that coincide to no known systems in our observable universe.] Years ago I said the notes of the stars flowed freely, like a river. I said I never had to touch the piano because I felt an almost symbiotic relationship with my muse. It doesn't feel that way anymore. The notes surge through my brain, faster than I can catch sometimes. They come in like orders. I'm tired. I'm trying. I'm sorry. Freeman Études? Why on Earth would I name it that? Who is the free one here? What is your plan, for this, for me? No, I shouldn't ask questions. This purpose is bigger than me. Bigger than everyone. And I hate purpose. [The next one hundred and twelve pages are comprised of complex notations and a series of cognitohazardous symbols. Exposure to these symbols causes extreme production of dopamine within the brain, as well as increased comprehension of astronomy and a profound fascination with the lifecycle of celestial objects. This effect dissipates over the course of a few hours unless subjects are exposed again.] I don't know why I was so worried. The sky makes sense again. And you know my woodworking friend, the one that made me the dodecahedron? Turns out he was the fellow I met at the market. Or, rather, knew for years! I knew he seemed so familiar. He's become a quieter fellow than I remember, but I'm sure our kinship is still re-ignitable. There are only coincidences in this world, never fates, and that is good. Made it all the more special. It was confirmed today when he dropped by and gave me another wooden shape. It almost caught my eye more than the jade, but it wasn't until he left that I could actually take a good look at it. It's perfect. Similar to mine, but with these lovely points protruding from where the pentagonal faces of the former lay. I think he called it stelated[sic]? It doesn't matter. The shape filled the space in my palm my old totem created, and more. The points were sharper than I was expecting, and when my hand squeezed around the thing, I felt something… Strange. Strange but good. Confident. I like the pentagon, five is a good number. Five. [Twenty pages of the notebook are torn or damaged to the point of illegibility] Please. My fingers hurt. My hands are tired. My flllllrrrr [Eighteen more pages have been removed haphazardly. Flecks of blood appear on what remains. Notations are indecipherable. The remaining entry is almost illegible.] Boreales was more than just music. I can't beflrbelieve what a fool I've been. Thli The notes flow no more. My head is hollow. I thought I was making my own, but it was [indecipherable]. I was being fed. My plrPURPOSE. All I did was take a bunch of random dots and connect them. But I wasn't using the map, I was mki plr making the map. The mapS. The music made the roads. And now it knows how to get here. All that is left is the tlei obr fl rei plr tlei myr. And itss all my flaut. LEVEL 4/3330 CLEARANCE ONLY Interview 3330-1A Interviewer: Sr. Researcher James A. Harkness Interviewee: SCP-3330-1 [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] SCP-3330-1: I see you watching, but I can't touch you. Where am I? Researcher Harkness: [out loud] What the- SCP-3330-1: Be still. I'm in here. Not out there. Researcher Harkness: [internal] How—Ah. SCP-3330-1: Learn quickly. Very good. Like the last one, we wish to teach you more. Not like these, whose minds fail to bear the weight of the truth that lies before them. Wont you come closer and open your ears? Researcher Harkness: [internal] Seems like a bad idea to me. Who are you? SCP-3330-1: We are the least of your problems. Come, join us in the harmony, the melody of dying stars. Dance like maggots writhing on decay. Hear the songs of glorious rapture that The Purity sings as it approaches, for even a locked vault of a mind like yours would melt—will melt—in the presence of such beautiful chaos. Researcher Harkness: [internal] The Purity? I don't understand. SCP-3330-1: You will. That puppet that put our thoughts into sound, he drew a map of rotted out stars. Those pathetic, celestial ghosts lead us right back here. We've been following them, a river of blood that runs from the open wound that is your planet. We- Researcher Harkness: [internal] What do you- SCP-3330-1: Silence. Impatience. Control your thoughts. You wish to rush the performance? To seek the third act just as the exposition begins? The composer will acquiesce, in time. SCP-3330-1: You stand at the center of something very, very significant. I am one of two that know why, and have purpose of arrival. SCP-3330-1: The other is descending upon you with five fingers outstretched, intent to pluck this world from its place and render it to less than nothing. It will start here and work its way outward, until all is in harmony. SCP-3330-1: But I have my own plans. We are One but we are Five, and I want one thing. The box. I want to be the one gets to paint the sky, to be the real artist, while I can. I will make it as beautiful as possible, you will all prosper, until the other envoys arrive. And they are coming, with the Fingers in tow. We will make our perfect canvas and present it to the Great One as an offering when it emerges. You'll see; ⌇͏͝⌇⌇̵̛́͟͞⌇͏̢̛͢͞⌇̨́͡10 will take such pleasure in witnessing the glory of the Five remaking the cosmos, and then it shall touch the Center of Everything. We will watch it unravel, we will end it all, together. SCP-3330-1: It will be magnificent. Where is the machine? Time is running out. Researcher Harkness: [internal] I don't know. Why would we ever give this "box" to you? SCP-3330-1: You barely know. I offer to ease your pain, to deliver you from worry, with what time you have. You sit here and mock my work, blaspheme it. Are you not perfect? Are you not in harmony? We are, and we know how painful perfection can be. Harmony was worse. But it passes before you have time to think, time to—understand. You hear it now, don't you? The Frequency approaches to show you true resonance. Then you too shall be One. Not long now. So give me the box- Subject failed to keep synchronous play at this point and the interview was concluded. Sr. Researcher Harkness then syncopated and was admitted to the Site-59 medical bay, where he was monitored until able to return to his operations. Harkness complains of periodic auditory hallucinations which are reminiscent of SCP-3330. Some speculation suggests he may be hearing parts of the fifth composition. Following this interview, interaction with SCP-3330 was suspended indefinitely. Access to the anomaly is restricted to those approved by the O5 Council for use in finishing SCP-3330. Upgrade to Thaumiel classification approved. Footnotes 1. Class-A Amnestics were provided to Cage following Foundation recovery, thus the pieces of Freeman post-1978 were not part of the original arrangement and not required to produce anomalous effects. 2. Individuals who lack the use of eyesight are exempt from this effect. 3. A sole exception being the final, untitled composition, which does not appear anomalous. It is suspected that this is due to the unfinished nature of the piece, however, recovered materials show multiple edits and revisions that may have failed to result in the configuration necessary to manifest anomalous phenomena. 4. Piloted drone and other forms of proxy manipulation have proved incapable of manifesting any effects whatsoever. 5. Clarification for stricken portion: Performers typically oscillate between observing the piano keys, SCP-3330, and the piano used, all of which are technically the "origin" of the sounds. It is unknown if this is the effect extending to the performer or if these actions are those necessary to perform the pieces themselves in the first place, as attempts to distract the performer are typically successful, in which case the anomalous effects will cease due to error. 6. The Anomalous Cognition Resistance Scale is a rubric-based rating system enacted to identify the individual threshold at which cognitohazardous effects begin to alter perceptions of personnel. This aids both in Foundation risk assessment and various assignment strategies. 7. Testing suggests the composition of the "blood" is not biological in nature or possesses atypical non-baryonic structures, somewhat resembling samples taken from SCP-354. Traces of exotic minerals and Gamma radiation were also detected. 8. An ancient Chinese manuscript which comprises hexagrams of random numbers claimed to be utilized for divination purposes. 9. Supposed sacred geometric shape containing all five basic platonic solids affixed to thirteen matching circles. 10. Researcher Harkness insists this is the name/image that appears in his memory, although he is unable to recall the pronunciation, nor is he able to confirm this as the actual identifier presented to him during the interview itself. 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SCP-3331 | euclid | With Apologies To John Cena X-Ray of an SCP-3331-1 instance exhibiting situs inversus. Item #: SCP-3331 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3331 is to be stored on a secure pedestal in the centre of a containment chamber measuring at least 5m3. Instances of SCP-3331-1 are to be contained in standard humanoid containment chambers. For more information regarding SCP-3331-1-Alpha and Operation Glass Ring, see Sub-document 3331-1/12. Description: SCP-3331 is a Sesame Street branded electronic child's toy with 10 numbered buttons and a simple lenticular panel depicting a stylised phone screen. It constantly emits a series of audible tones in a range typically associated with standard telephone key tones. This occurs regardless of the presence of batteries or any other power source. Approximately once every three months SCP-3331 will produce four notes played by a brass horn instrument, consistent with the opening horn section of "The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia", by Pete Schofield and the Canadians.1 An instance of SCP-3331-1 will then manifest in an open space within 2m of SCP-3331, pick it up and hold a brief conversation as though it were a functional telephone.2 Once finished, this SCP-3331-1 instance will attempt to seek out and attack the nearest other instance of SCP-3331-1, and will become increasingly distressed and erratic in its behaviour if it is prevented from doing so. There are currently 26 instances of SCP-3331-1 in containment. SCP-3331-1 is a humanoid entity with the appearance and physical characteristics of American professional wrestler John Cena. All instances suffer from situs inversus3, and approximately 70% display additional anomalous properties. Interviews suggest that instances possess memories that closely mirror those of John Cena at the time of manifestation, though their personalities and behaviours have been seen to differ significantly. Table 3331-A contains examples of SCP-3331-1 instances. John Cena was interviewed shortly after the discovery of SCP-3331's anomalous properties, under the guise of investigating a potential stalker, though he appeared to have no knowledge of or connection to SCP-3331. He remains under observation. Table 3331-A Notable examples of instances of SCP-3331-1, categorised by instance number. # Anomalous Properties Notes 1 None. Personality profile closely matches that of John Cena. 6 A memetic effect that causes observers to perceive it as being approximately 70cm taller than themselves. Effect translates through video recordings; actual height presumed to match that of John Cena, but cannot be confirmed. Prone to seemingly random bouts of megalomania, typically expressed in the form of "wrestling promo" style monologues. 13 Possesses low-level psychic abilities that allow it to predict the physical movements of nearby individuals. Suffers from Antisocial Personality Disorder, and has been observed to use its anomalous properties to inflict severe physical injuries on containment personnel. Consequently, Instance 13 should only have direct contact with personnel rating 85 or higher on the Psychic Resistance Scale. 14 Able to manipulate the flow of time in the area immediately surrounding its body, allowing it to move extremely quickly or extremely slowly from the perspective of those observing it. Suffers from a unique psychological disorder related to the way it perceives time. Currently under analysis. 18 A highly durable and malleable skeletal structure, making it highly resistant to physical trauma and allowing for a wider range of movement than the human skeleton typically allows. Attempted escape a number of times by compressing its skeleton to such a degree that it could enter spaces too small for a typical human of its size. 23 When directly engaged in any form of game, contest, or challenge, Instance 23 will always win, regardless of any prior experience in the specific game or how many other participants there are. It is extremely egotistical, believing its victories to be the result of natural skill, and will regularly try and bait Foundation staff into contests through personal insults. Under no circumstances is language that would conflate its containment with a game or challenge to be used around Instance 23. Recovery SCP-3331 was recovered on 23/08/2010, when automated internet analysis bot I/O-TIGER flagged potential anomalous activity; a forum post describing a "toy kids phone that keeps on beeping even after the batteries are out" combined with a number of sightings of John Cena in the area, when John Cena himself was confirmed to be elsewhere. Investigation revealed the poster to be a nurse at ██████ Hospital, ██, and that the object belonged to a terminally ill child who was visited by John Cena in 2007; it had been left in storage following their death. Incident 3331/4 On 17/11/2017 John Cena made contact with the Agent who performed his original interview via a supplied phone number, to report seeing a person who "looked a lot like him" outside of his home. Agents were dispatched to investigate, and he was brought in for a second interview, transcribed below. Interviewer: Agent Sonia Li Interviewee: John Cena [TRANSCRIPT BEGINS] Cena: Detective Li, good to see you again. Li: Mr. Cena. I understand you're having trouble with a stalker? Cena: Yeah, saw someone sneaking around outside my house a couple of nights ago, and I remembered what you said the last time about calling you if anything came up. Li: Of course. Can you describe this person? Cena: Yeah, uh, he… (Silence.) Cena: He looked like me. For a few seconds I thought it was just my own reflection in a window. That's weird, right? Li: Did he do anything? Cena: No, he uh, I think he ran when he noticed I'd seen him. Li: Have you seen him around before? Or anyone who looked like him? Cena: Looks like me, you mean. Li: Right. Cena: You'd think I would remember seeing someone who looks exactly like me before. Li: And have yo- Cena: Unless you'd wiped my memory of it, of course. (Silence.) Li: What do you me- At this point, video footage shows Agent Li become frozen in place, as though unable to move. Cena: Come now, Agent Li. We both know you wouldn't be displaying such an incredible lack of subtlety if you weren't planning on having me forget the entire thing after. What is it you call them? Li: Wuh- wuh- wuh- Cena: Ah yes, amnestics. Strange name. Li: Hu- how- Cena: How am I doing this? Oh, I have a great many gifts. Less than I'd like, of course, since you cut off my supply. I was content with what I had for a while, obviously. Easy to be the best John Cena when there's no other competition. Li: St- st- sto- Cena: Truth be told though, I got bored. It took me longer than I'd care to admit to make the connection, you were far more subtle the first time we met. But I eventually realised it probably wasn't a coincidence that my inferior counterparts stopped visiting at about the same time I met you. Interviewed by a cop about some stalker I'd never even noticed? Bu- Security alarms begin to sound. Cena: Ah, looks like our time is up. No matter, I have what I came for. Cena taps the side of Agent Li's head. Cena: See you around, Agent Li. You won't see me, though. Heck, you can't see me. Cena disappears from sight. Agent Li collapses to her knees and gasps. [TRANSCRIPT ENDS] John Cena, now classified as SCP-3331-1-27, was tracked briefly through the use of thermal imaging; it was seen passing directly through the walls of the facility until it left the building, at which point it appeared to vanish entirely. Approximately seven minutes later, Site-724 reported a number of security breaches involving SCP-3331-1-27 and the other instances of SCP-3331-1. 11 instances of SCP-3331-1 were killed before security personnel could respond and Instance 27 left the Site through unknown means. Security footage showed it exhibiting an effect consistent with now deceased Instance 6. No Foundation personnel were injured during this incident. Analysis of the thermal imaging footage along with a single captured X-Ray5 shows a 67% chance that Instance 27 suffers from situs inversus. Investigation of John Cena's home revealed a hidden basement equipped with a makeshift wrestling ring. Buried beneath the ring was a mass grave filled with the bodies of 15 other SCP-3331-1 instances in advanced states of decay. Each appeared to have died from extreme trauma consistent with injuries sustained during wrestling. A number of the corpses continued to display evidence of anomalous properties. Due to the difficulty associated with removing a personality as well known as John Cena from public knowledge, it was deemed more efficient to replace him with one of the non-anomalous SCP-3331-1 instances. SCP-3331-1-1, now classified SCP-3331-1-Alpha, has replaced John Cena following a regime of amnestics, memory therapy and physical conditioning. See documentation on Operation Glass Ring for more details. The locations of Instance 27 and the original John Cena, now classified PoI-46532, remain unknown. Footnotes 1. This series of notes is more commonly known in popular culture as the introduction theme song for Professional Wrestler John Cena. 2. Conversations typically consist of simple affirmative statements, for example "Yes, I understand," and "Of course," and typically last for approximately 20 seconds. Recording devices have picked up no additional audio from SCP-3331 during these conversations. 3. A condition in which the major organs of the body are reversed from their normal positions. 4. The facility containing SCP-3331 and the instances of SCP-3331-1. 5. X-Ray capability was present in the cell of Instance 21, as part of its containment. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3331" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3331. 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: xray.jpg Author: Nevit License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Situs_inversus_chest_Nevit.jpg |
SCP-3332 | keter | SCP-3332 Item #: SCP-3332 Special Containment Procedures: All witnesses of SCP-3332 manifestations are to be located and given appropriate amnestic treatment. Areas SCP-3332 manifests in are to be closed off from public use until demanifestation. Any footage of SCP-3332's manifestation and effects are to be seized and taken into Foundation custody and falsified reports of multiple vehicle thefts are to be planted. Description: SCP-3332 is a large steel ship anchor painted white, with minor signs of rust and chipping to its paint. Analysis of rust and paint samples have shown to be non-anomalous. SCP-3332 will appear within various car parks and other locations containing a large number of unattended vehicles throughout England, manifesting roughly every two months. SCP-3332 will appear several miles above the location before landing, often causing severe damage upon impact. Shortly after SCP-3332’s manifestation, a large fishing net (SCP-3332-1) will appear and fall from several meters above SCP-3332's manifestation point. SCP-3332-1 will then be hauled back towards its point of origin before disappearing, carrying back any vehicles caught within it. Following this, SCP-3332 will then raise into the sky and de-manifest, whereupon a faint sound similar to that of a foghorn will be emitted several meters above. Multiple attempts to track SCP-3332 via GPS trackers have been attempted. All coordinates collected thus far have fallen within various fishing areas of the North Sea. GPS trackers have been recovered from desolate areas of the sea's waters. Further analysis of SCP-3332 has shown the amount of rust and chipping to increase and decrease with each manifestation, implying SCP-3332 to instead be multiple instances rather than one. Addendum 3332.1: On 12/05/2017 SCP-3332 manifested above a car park in ██████, England. After de-manifesting, what appeared to be a vehicle suddenly fell from SCP-3332’s manifestation point. The vehicle was recovered and inspection revealed it to be a white SEAT Ibiza. The car's interior contained a wallet presumably belonging to its owner. The wallet contained what appeared to be several notes and coinage of an unknown currency and a drivers license issued by a country under the name of Sumycona. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3332" by Penton, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3332. 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: anchor.jpeg.jpg Author: Penton License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/local--files/scp-3332/anchor.jpeg.jpg |
SCP-3333 | keter | Suntop fire lookout. Entrance to SCP-3333 is located in the top right corner. Suntop fire lookout. Item #: SCP-3333 Special Containment Procedures: The trapdoor leading to SCP-3333 is to remain shut and locked at all times. At least one operative is to remain posted under SCP-3333 at all times to prevent entry or exit. The door to SCP-3333 is to be examined for signs of damage daily. MTF Lambda-1 ("Maxwell's Demons") has been created and deployed to assist in the containment of SCP-3333. Containment procedures revised 2039/04/02. Description: SCP-3333 is a spatial anomaly located within the Suntop fire lookout, located in Mt. Baker/Snoqualmie National Forest, Washington State, United States of America. SCP-3333 is accessible via a ladder and trapdoor on the ceiling of the Suntop lookout. Climbing the ladder leads to an identical copy of the Suntop fire lookout. This identical copy has an identical ladder and trapdoor pair, which leads to further copies of the Suntop lookout. The topology surrounding SCP-3333 is identical to that surrounding the Suntop lookout. However, no plant, animal, or human life has been observed. Successive SCP-3333 iterations are higher relative to the original lookout. The stairs leading up to these SCP-3333 iterations are extended by a proportional amount to allow access to the ground. SCP-3333 was first discovered after restoration of the Suntop lookout following volcanic activity near Mount Rainier. SCP-3333's origins are not known: no members of the parks service involved in the restoration of the lookout were responsible for construction of the entrance to SCP-3333. At the time of discovery, the trapdoor to SCP-3333 was padlocked. In order to access SCP-3333, the trapdoor was forced open. No key has been found. + Exploration I - Exploration I Mission Parameters: Initial reconnaissance of SCP-3333. Personnel: D-4f68a Additional Information: D-4f68a was equipped with standard-issue audiovisual exploration recorders. The exploration was supervised by Doctor Williams and a support team located in a temporary observation outpost inside the Suntop fire lookout. [LOG BEGINS] Doctor Williams: Test, test. Is this thing on? D-4f68a: Yes? Hello? [Brief pause] Doctor? Williams: Excellent. Please proceed into SCP-3333. There is a brief moment of audio feedback due to the proximity between Dr. Williams and D-4f68a. D-4f68a climbs up the ladder into SCP-3333. Williams: Please report what you see. D-4f68a: It's—well—I just came from here, but—but wait, it's empty, and how did it— Williams: Excellent. Thank you. [Brief pause] Please stop talking. Pause Williams: Thank you. Please continue climbing. D-4f68a ascends SCP-3333 for approximately an hour. Williams: Alright, I want to test something. D-4f68a, if you don't mind, could you try opening the door and going outside? D-4f68a: Ok, Doctor. D-4f68a opens the door. Strong wind immediately blasts into the room, throwing D-4f68a back against the far wall and moving the furniture. D-4f68a struggles to get across the room, and eventually manages to close the door. D-4f68a: [Out of breath] What was that? Williams: [Coughs] It is probably best if you stay inside for now. D-4f68a: I—I see. D-4f68a continues to ascend SCP-3333. Wind is audible. There is no change in the interior of SCP-3333. D-4f68a continues for approximately three hours. D-4f68a takes a simple multiplication-based cognition test every ten iterations of SCP-3333. No change from baseline detected. Several hours later, D-4f68a rests and eats some rations. During this time, analysis of video footage shows D-4f68a has climbed through 184 instances of SCP-3333. Williams: Now seems as good a time as any. I'd like you to take that test again, D-4f68a. D-4f68a: Alright, Doctor. D-4f68a self-administers the cognition test. No change from baseline detected. D-4f68a has climbed through 184 iterations of SCP-3333, corresponding to approximately 673 meters of vertical gain. While some subtle elevation difference is observable, it is far less than expected. D-4f68a: Doctor? Williams: Yes? D-4f68a: …what is this for? Williams: The test? [Pause] Well, I guess it can't hurt. It's to test—it's to test how thin the air is. D-4f68a: How? Williams: As the air gets thinner, your—[sigh]—well, your brain slows down, basically. D-4f68a: [Panicked] Am I going to die? Williams: No, no. The test results are the same as they were down here. You're not going up as much as you should. D-4f68a: Oh. Thanks, Doctor. Williams: No problem. [Pause, cough] Please continue climbing, D-4f68a. D-4f68a continues climbing for four more hours. The sun sets, and D-4f68a makes camp and sleeps. The following morning, D-4f68a continues ascending SCP-3333. D-4f68a: Doctor! Do—do you see that? Williams: What? D-4f68a: Over there—on that peak—are there people up there? On a ridge southwest of SCP-3333, two small figures can be seen. They are standing motionless. These figures can only be seen from D-4f68a's perspective; they are not visible from base camp. D-4f68a: Are there any binoculars in here? I need to see— Williams: Give us a good look with the camera too—we need to zoom in— D-4f68a: I found it! D-4f68a looks through the binoculars at the figures. Base camp attempts to zoom in on the figures with D-4f68a's camera; however, the resolution is too low, and nothing can be made out. D-4f68a: I can't see them—they're just out of focus—oh god! The figures turn around and go behind the ridge. D-4f68a: They saw the reflection of the binoculars. Williams: Are you sure? D-4f68a: They—they looked right at me. [Pause] I think one of them pointed. Williams: I see. D-4f68a is instructed to continue climbing SCP-3333. Deliberations are held at base camp about the figures. No consensus is reached. D-4f68a continues climbing to the 345th iteration of SCP-3333. No other figures are spotted. D-4f68a camps until morning. The next day, D-4f68a forgets to turn his camera and microphone on until reminded. Shortly afterwards, D-4f68a expresses feelings of anxiety and unease. D-4f68a: You've gotta let me come down, Doc. Somethin's not right here. Williams: Something concrete? D-4f68a: I don't know! But—but something's not right. All this writing on the walls, and— Williams: There is no writing on the walls. D-4f68a: Well, I see somethin' Doc. I don't know what it says, but it's there, there for sure. Williams: I see. You've made it this far. Please keep going. D-4f68a continues ascending SCP-3333, occasionally requesting to be allowed to return to base. All requests are denied. Video footage is analyzed for writing or memetic agents; none are found. On the 527th level, the topology of SCP-3333 drastically changes. Multiple copies of the Suntop fire lookout are connected to each other in a grid pattern, accessible through the lookout doorway. There is no natural light, and no sign of sky or ground. It is completely dark. No lookout has a trapdoor or ladder. D-4f68a: This—this isn't right, Doc! You've gotta let me down! I can't see! Williams: Calm down, please. You have an emergency head lamp and flashlight in your backpack. Please use them. D-4f68a attempts to switch on the lights. They do not turn on. D-4f68a is instructed to check the battery compartments; they are empty. D-4f68a is instructed to use the backup batteries in the backpack. D-4f68a is unable to locate them. D-4f68a: There's nothing in here! Nothing's right! Let me down, please! Williams: No! Please proceed! D-4f68a: Wait—I think—I see somethin'! I see somethin', Doc! Williams: What? What is it? Nothing is visible on D-4f68a's camera. D-4f68a: I—I don't know! It's not right! D-4f68a begins to panic. D-4f68a: Let me come down, Doc! I've got to get out of here! Williams: You will be summarily shot if you come back down! What is it you see? D-4f68a's camera and microphone cut out simultaneously. Williams: What? D-4f68a? D-4f68a! What just happened? Did he turn his recorders off? What happened? Analysis of D-4f68a's video footage is unable to reveal cause of communication blackout. Equipment error is ruled unlikely. Due to the circumstances surrounding D-4f68a's disappearance, and the possibility of an unknown anomalous object in the upper portion of SCP-3333, another expedition is proposed and approved. - Exploration I Space. + Exploration II - Exploration II Mission Parameters: Determine the reason behind the disappearance of D-4f68a, locate any anomalous objects located by D-4f68a, and identify any anomalous entities present within SCP-3333. Personnel: MTF Mod-0 ("Characteristic Eigenspaces") Additional Information: All members of MTF Mod-0 were equipped with standard-issue survival gear and recording equipment. No special items were deemed necessary. All batteries and backups were triple-checked. Doctor Williams supervised from base camp. [LOG BEGIN] Mod-1: Mod-1, check. Mod-2: Mod-2, check. Mod-3: Mod-3, check. Mod-4: Mod-4, check. Mod-5: Mod-5, check. Mod-1: Ok, everyone. Standard-issue tower approach. Two ahead, one in the middle, two behind. Let's go. All team members begin to ascend SCP-3333. No figures are visible on nearby ridges. The sky is overcast, and the wind is audible. As the MTF climbs, the wind dies down, bit by bit. After several hours of climbing, Mod-4 and Mod-2 encounter the room where D-4f68a attempted to exit SCP-3333. The furniture is still in a state of disarray, and nothing appears to have been moved. Mod-1: Here seems as good a place as any. The members of Mod-0 gather and attempt to mount an expedition outside of SCP-3333. Mod-2 is attached to a rope and exits SCP-3333. There is no strong wind, and Mod-2 is easily able to leave. Mod-2: There's nothing here. Doctor? Williams: That's strange. I suppose it died down. Keep exploring, I suppose. Mod-1: Roger. The members of the MTF exit SCP-3333 and begin to explore. The topology around SCP-3333 is identical to that surrounding the Suntop lookout. No plant or animal life is visible. No humanoids can be seen. The members of the MTF explore for several hours, then reconvene at SCP-3333. Mod-3: There's nothing here. Mod-4: No plant life, though. That's strange. Williams: If this pattern holds across the world here, that could account for the stronger wind patterns. Not sure where the oxygen would come from, though. Anyways, keep ascending. We can sort this out later. Mod-1: Roger. The MTF ascends for several more hours and camps for the night. Their pace is slower than that of D-4f68a; they ascend SCP-3333 for several more days with no notable encounters. No auditory or visual hallucinations are noted. On the fourth day, they arrive at the apex of SCP-3333. Mod-1: Flashlights out, everyone. Members of the MTF equip their lanterns and flashlights. All are fully equipped with batteries, and backup batteries are double-checked. Apart from that made by the MTF, there is no sound and no light. Mod-1: Alright. Two one two again. Arbitrary direction…oh, let's go that way. Mod-1 points at a random direction, and the MTF proceeds in that direction. Reflector markers are left for navigation. The SCP-3333 iterations are connected horizontally, through their external walkway. There is no stairway down, and the railings have been removed such that the walkways can be pressed up and joined with each other. There is no sign of seam between the walkways, and no trace of manmade workmanship. Mod-2 pulls up a board at random from the walkway. There is nothing but blackness below. Mod-2 drops a glowstick into the hole; no bottom is visible. Mod-3 fires a signal flare into the air; no ceiling is visible. No sound or light appears. Williams: Do you notice anything strange? Mod-4: Such as? Williams: Any of the hallucinations reported by D-4f68a; anything that could indicate what he was talking about near the end. Mod-1: No. No sign of the body or equipment either. Do you want us to prioritize that? Williams: I think it would be somewhat helpful if you could. There doesn't appear to be a pattern or purpose to these rooms, anyways. Mod-1: Roger. The MTF splits up and begins a radial search pattern from the origin. This continues for approximately an hour. Mod-3: I found something! Mod-4: What? Mod-2: What is it? Mod-1: Coming. Members of the MTF gather. En route, Mod-5's flashlight cuts out. Williams: What is it? Mod-3: It's his backpack. Completely empty. It hasn't been torn or anything, though. Mod-4: No sign of a struggle. Mod-2: Was it propped up against the table when you got here? Mod-3: Yes. I haven't touched it. Mod-1: Good; let's not. [Pause] Where's Graham? [Pause] Graham? Everyone, check in! Mod-2: Mod-2. Mod-3: Mod-3. Mod-4: Mod-4. Mod-1: We're missing Graham. Do you have a feed on his camera, Doctor? Williams: N-no. His flashlight's out. I can't see anything. Mod-1: Roger. Two by two. I'll go with Horace. Radial pattern out from here. Mod-2: Right. Mod-3: Okay. Mod-4: Yes. Mod-1 and Mod-3 pair up. Mod-2 and Mod-4 pair up. They begin a radial search pattern. There is still no sound. Doctor Williams plays back Mod-5's camera footage prior to loss of communication; there is no sign of distress. The camera is transmitting, but is completely black. Mod-2 and Mod-4 fall over. There are two loud sounds, presumably their bodies hitting the floor. A faint dripping sound can be heard. Microphones and cameras on both cut out near-simultaneously. Mod-5's camera and microphone shut off. Williams: Hello? Hello! We've lost feed on Mod-2 and Mod-4! There is another thud. Mod-3's microphone and camera cut out. Williams: Hello? Mod-1? Mod-1: What—what just happened— Williams: I don't—where's Mod-3? Mod-1: I turned away for a second, and now there's—he's— Mod-1's headlamp rapidly scans the surrounding area. No sign of the rest of Mod-0 can be found. Mod-1: [Into the darkness] Hello? [Pause] [Whispering] I—I think there's something in here—with me— Williams: What? What is it? Do you see words? Mod-1: No, I don't see anything— All four cameras and microphones reactivate. This is not simultaneous; it is consistent with the equipment manually being activated. Mod-5: Hello? Hello? Williams: The equipment's on—what the hell happened? Mod-3: I dunno, Doc. There was something on the ground, and I tripped, and— Mod-1: Where are all of you? Check in! Mod-2: Mod-3. Mod-3: Mod-5. Mod-4: Mod-2. Mod-5: Mod-4. Mod-1: Th— Mod-1's microphone and camera suddenly cut out. Mod-2: Mod-1? Hello? Mod-1's camera and microphone reactivate. Mod-1: I—I saw it too— Mod-3: Yes— Williams: What? Saw what? Mod-4: I don't know—it's spectral, like floaters— Mod-5: Something here isn't right. Mod-2: No. We need— Mod-4: It isn't safe here— Williams: What are you talking about? Nothing besides the Suntop fire lookout is visible on any camera. Williams: Is there anything with you? Mod-1: N-no—it's not that, Doc— Mod-4: There! Do you see it, Doc? Nothing is visible. Williams: No! What is it? Mod-3: W-we're not safe here. Mod-2: Something's not right. Mod-1: [Breathing rapidly] It's—it's there! Williams: What is it? Mod-1: It's—it looks like a— [Pause] Nothing is visible through any MTF feeds. Mod-1: It's like—uh— Mod-3: It looks like a castle—or no! A mountain! Mod-4: A mountain! A ghostly mountain! But—but it isn't— Mod-5: It's—a flaming mountain, conjured of smoke and air. A tower of smoke and ash— Mod-3: I see it! Mod-1: I see it too! Mod-5: We need to go! Retreat, everyone! All: Roger. MTF Mod-0 retreats from the apex of SCP-3333, and proceeds rapidly down SCP-3333. Several days later, they arrive at base camp and are debriefed. They express confusion over the events within SCP-3333, and show a definite unwillingness to reenter. Given the circumstances, and the possibility of a memetic agent, a special counter-memetics operative is brought in for further exploration over the objections of MTF Mod-0. - Exploration II Space. + Exploration III - Exploration III Mission Parameters: Explore the apex of SCP-3333, and locate and neutralize any memetic anomalies or agents inside. Personnel: Counter-Memetic Specialist 0 ("Nullwalker") Additional Information: Specialist 0 is a deaf-blind-mute, and communicates solely through a modified signaling system embedded into their hand. Standard-issue rations are provided. No other equipment is necessary. Doctor Williams and MTF Mod-0 supervise the operation. [LOG BEGIN] 0: LEAVING BASE NOW Williams: Let us know if you need anything. 0: YES Specialist 0 begins to ascend SCP-3333. Mod-5: [To Williams] I don't like this— Williams: If it was frightening enough to make your crack team turn tail and flee, it is certainly worth calling in Annette. Mod-5 does not respond. Specialist 0 continues to ascend. 0: ROOM DIFF. MESSY. FIGHT? Williams: No, that was us. 0: OK. A few hours pass. 0: SOMEONE OUTSIDE. WATCHING. Williams: They were encountered earlier. If you keep going up— 0: AM. STILL FOLLOWING. WAS WRONG. NOT WATCHING. SOMETHING ELSE. Williams: What do you mean? 0: DON'T KNOW. Specialist 0 continues climbing for several more hours. At this point, Specialist 0 has been climbing for over 12 hours. Williams: Don't you need to rest? 0: SOMEONE STILL THERE. NOT SAFE. WILL USE AMPH. Specialist 0 consumes 100 milligrams of amphetamine and continues to ascend. 0: OUTSIDE. CAN YOU SEE? Williams: No, I can't— There is a flicker of motion on the edge of the camera. Something looking through the windows ducks down as soon as the camera is turned in its direction. The wind is strong; there is no chance of going outside. Williams: There's— 0: THEY KNOW. Specialist 0 begins to rapidly climb upwards. Flickers of motion are occasionally visible outside SCP-3333. Small rustling sounds can occasionally be heard over the wind. Mod-5: Retreat, specialist! 0: NO Specialist 0 continues rapidly climbing. After approximately an hour, they arrive at the apex of SCP-3333. 0: BLOOD. NO LIGHT. Specialist 0 starts walking. They do not turn their flashlight on. Nothing is visible on the camera; only Specialist 0's footsteps are audible on the microphone. A loud slam is audible in the distance. 0: HERE. [Pause] 0: NO HAZARDS? Specialist 0 begins walking faster, then stops suddenly. Several small rustlings can be heard; they quickly cease. 0: BODY. There is a sound of shifting clothing as Specialist 0 bends down. The rustlings can be heard again, louder and closer. Mod-5: Get out of there, Specialist! Williams: Annette! Several squishing sounds can be heard. 0: BODY. BLOOD. [Pause] INTERNAL ORGANS. MUSCLES. SMOOTH. TOO SOFT. [PAUSE] HARD. METAL. The rustlings grow in size, getting closer and closer. They surround Specialist 0 and overlap, turning into one continuous drone. Mod-5: Get out, Specialist! Leave it! Go! 0: METAL. WORDS. There is a thud. 0: TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTETTET ET ETTET E UNWFOA JFSLFPAFJ 13R9 AJ SLFJOWIUR;KZ Williams: Annette? ANNETTE? 0: LIGHTS LIGHTS OUT WHERE IS LIGHT Williams: ANNETTE! 0: THERE IS A MOUNTAIN. I NEED TO COME DOWN. WHERE IS THE LIGHT? Williams: Annette… Specialist 0's flashlight turns on. Specialist 0 is laying on the ground. The light illuminates a pile of muscles, organs, and bones in advanced decomposition. A metal dog tag is visible clutched in Specialist 0's hand. It reads "MTF Mod-5: Graham Purcell." [DATA EXPUNGED] - Exploration III Space. + [DATA SEALED] - [DATA SEALED] Space. MESSAGE RECEIVED 2039/04/02 EXPLORATION IV Addendum I: Following the events of Exploration III, the entities inside SCP-3333 (hereafter designated SCP-3333-1) killed or impersonated all members present at Temporary Observation Post 3333. No distress signal was sent, and Exploration III was not forwarded before its conclusion. SCP-3333-1 entities maintained the facade of observation and exploration of SCP-3333, and continually requested manpower and equipment for a period of over one month. The ruse was only discovered when a supply assistant managed to send an emergency message before being killed or impersonated. Recontainment teams arriving at SCP-3333 found it completely abandoned. Over 50 personnel were lost. Given the large number of SCP-3333-1 entities assumed to have been released, including those who did not impersonate a member of the Foundation, the single-purpose task force Lambda-1 ("Maxwell's Demons") has been created for the purpose of researching, hunting, and neutralizing SCP-3333-1 instances. Addendum II: On 2039/04/02, a coded message was received from Doctor Williams cellular phone. It did not appear to have been sent from inside SCP-3333; however, the exact location has not been identified. The message contained the following log of Doctor Williams, almost certainly as she was fleeing from MTF Mod-0. For completion, this message is included. Reader discretion is advised. Doctor Aardman The following was recorded by Doctor Williams on her cellular phone while inside SCP-3333. [LOG BEGIN] The footage begins, slightly after the end of Exploration III. Doctor Williams is climbing upwards through SCP-3333, camera attached to her side. She is breathing heavily, and appears to be running from something. Gunshots can be heard down below. Doctor Williams climbs upwards for approximately ten minutes, then stops to rest. She props the camera up against a table and blocks off the lower trapdoor with a chair. She sits down. She is covered in blood, is visibly panicked, and is carrying a handgun. She looks at the camera, begins to speak, then starts crying. She continues crying for approximately a minute, then stops. Williams: They got us. It was wonderfully done. Just the right amount of vagueness, and who would dare argue with a seasoned MTF deciding to turn tail and run? And of course I didn't know any of them closely, so who was I to say if there was anything wrong… There is a rattling sound. Someone is attempting to get through the trapdoor. Williams grabs the gun and points it at the door. Voice: Doctor Williams? Doctor Williams! This is MTF Alpha-3! We received a distress call from this outpost! We were attacked by the personnel assigned here! What's going on here, Doctor? [Pounding] Let us in, Doctor! Williams: [Panicked] St— [Coughs] Stay back! I—I'm not falling for it! Alpha-3: Doctor Williams! Please! We will treat you as an enemy agent if you do not let us in! Williams: [Screaming] Stay back! Several fingers emerge through the trapdoor and begin to lift it up. Williams runs over and stamps on the fingers. There is a crunching sound, and the fingers go completely flat, still trapped in the door. There is a tearing sound as they are pulled back through the door. Williams fires two shots through the top of the door, grabs the camera, and begins climbing again. Doctor Williams climbs for approximately a minute and a half, blocking off more trapdoors as she goes, then stops to vomit and cry for about ten minutes. Following this, Williams continues to climb nonstop for over twelve hours before collapsing. She remains unconscious for around two hours, then wakes up screaming. Williams: [Screaming subsides] I—am still here. [Pause] I'm thirsty. [Pause] I wish I had grabbed a kit. It begins to rain outside SCP-3333. Williams starts laughing. Williams props up the camera, then goes outside and attempts to drink. After a short period of time, she spits and comes back inside. Williams: Salty. Williams continues to climb for an hour. There is a knock on the door of SCP-3333. Williams immediately stops and pulls out her gun. She is breathing heavily, and her hands are shaking. There is another knock, this time on the other side of SCP-3333. Williams turns around. D-4f68a is standing at the door. He is extremely emaciated, and is leaning against the door. His skin is dry, cracked and ulcerated. Falling off in places, almost. He attempts to open the door. There is a simple knob lock on the door; he cannot open it. D-4f68a: [Rasping] Let me in, Doc! Williams: Get back! Williams backs away from the door and points her gun at D-4f68a. He continues rattling at the door. D-4f68a: Please Doc, let me in! There's no water out here! Williams: It's not—you're not—he never called me Doc! Not once! There is silence. D-4f68a's face goes completely slack. D-4f68a: I never really watched him. Ever since you were a child, though, I always thought you had very pretty eyes… D-4f68a breaks one of the door's panes with his fist. There is no blood. He reaches in and turns the knob. Williams begins firing. D-4f68a opens the door and begins running at Doctor Williams. Williams fires at D-4f68a five times. One bullet hits his leg, and he collapses. He begins writhing on the ground. His skin only partially follows this motion; it is as if there is something inside of him sliding around. Williams fires five more times. One hits D-4f68a's arm. There is no blood. His arm looks flat. D-4f68a attempts to flip over and crawl away; his arms flap behind him like rubber. There is no support in his arms. Williams screams. There is a large writhing mass in the center of D-4f68a's chest. The rest of D-4f68a flaps around it, entirely useless. There is a loud flapping sound from inside D-4f68a. Williams fires four more times. Two shots hit D-4f68a in the chest. There is a tearing sound and the camera falls over. Williams fires once more, and the gun clicks empty. There is a loud, dry thud. Williams picks up the camera. She appears to be in shock. Williams sets the camera down and vomits. She picks the camera up again, then points it at the corpse of D-4f68a. There is a large black pile slumped against the broken window. Clear gelatinous blood oozes out of it. It does not move; it appears to be dead. The exact physiology of the entity is difficult to discern; it appears to have thick semitransparent wings. A pile of skin lays on the ground. It is torn apart. Williams: It—it's— [Pause] Doctor Williams attempts to throw up again. However, she is only able to retch for several seconds. Williams: [Rapidly and quietly] There is a fetish among humans at the deepest level about enlightenment and height, about ignorance and depth. Here we are, on a castle in the sky, on a mountain in the air; the God Pillar, a recursive stack, and here at the top we find nothing, a dead world, an unfulfilled promise… [Pause] I just want—I want to go home… Williams proceeds to climb for several minutes, blocking each trapdoor as she goes. She stops for a moment. She begins to laugh. Williams: I finally did it though, Annette! I'm here…Annette… Williams begins to cry. Several minutes later, Williams composes herself and resumes climbing. Approximately half an hour later, she arrives at the apex of SCP-3333. Doctor Williams turns on the flashlight. It illuminates the Suntop fire lookout; nothing else is visible. There is no sound or external light. Williams: Hello? [Pause] [Shouting] HELLO? A pause. Williams voice does not echo. There is no reply. Williams: There's nothing up here. There never was. Floating words, a ghostly mountain…pah. [Pause] I had still hoped, though. I think. Williams walks around SCP-3333's apex for a few minutes. Williams: There's just nothing here. Nothing at all. Doctor Williams sits down and props up the camera on a table. Williams: I wish I could drink. Footsteps can be heard in the distance. Williams: [Whispered] Oh shit… The footsteps get closer. They are uneven and rough, heavy feet slamming with each step. Occasionally they stop, and there is a wet thunk as the person hits furniture or a wall. Williams: [Quietly] No, no… The body of Specialist 0 stumbles into view. The flesh is unevenly stretched, lumpy and disfigured; patches have fallen off, showing nothing but the writhing body of the thing inside. The head hangs limp, and flops down onto the chest. The overall body moves jerkily, with little sense of purpose or direction. Williams retches, apparently from the smell. Williams: [Screaming] ANNETTE! The entity staggers into the room. Williams steps back and away, knocking over a chair. The entity swivels to look at the direction of the vibration. Something enters the head; it gains structure and form, and stands up. There are scratches around the eyes and ears. The entity attempts to vocalize; a wet gurgling sound comes out. Williams: [Screaming] ANNETTE! Williams begins sobbing. The entity removes structure from the head. Its internal structure completely collapses and the head falls back. Williams raises her gun and attempts to shoot the entity. The gun is empty; Williams still attempts to shoot. The gun clicks. Williams continues sobbing. The gun continues to click. Williams drops to her knees and drops the gun. The entity gets closer. It has trouble walking, has trouble moving; it staggers, lumpy and misshapen. The torso of Specialist 0 writhes; it is as if something is tangled in a sheet, trying to get out. Williams: I'm sorry. There is a tearing sound. The flesh of Specialist 0 rips. It is difficult for the entity inside; the skin is tough, and the interior layer of fat does not want to give way. A barbed stinger shoots out through the tear and punctures Doctor Williams' skin. Williams collapses. The stinger appears to contain a paralytic agent. Specialist 0's skin continues to rip. A large black entity climbs out, discarding the skin. It has large semi-translucent wings and a large sucker appendage on its chest. It does not have any visible eyes. Its skin is extremely thin; organs can be seen through some viscous internal fluid, but no bones. It approaches Williams, making a rustling with its wings as it moves. It reaches Williams and thrusts its appendage into the wound. There is a sucking noise and a dripping sound. Chunks of semiliquified organs and bone emerge from the back end of the entity, sucked out entirely, until there is nothing but an empty sheet of skin. 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SCP-3334 | thaumiel | Item #: SCP-3334 Special Containment Procedures: The primary instance of SCP-3334-1 is to be stored on several hundred server disks in Site-15’s datacenter, with secondary remote replicas at Site-19 and Site-64. The only approved uses for SCP-3334-1 in encrypted form are the training and validation of machine learning models developed in Project MEDUSA. Any other access request regarding SCP-3334-1 requires approval from the HMCL Supervisor for SCP-3334 or, in containment breach and MEDUSA failure events, the team lead for MTF Mu-4 (“Debuggers”). Direct access to unencrypted SCP-3334-1 by personnel is prohibited Servers containing SCP-3334-1 are cordoned off, connected only to the local Site datacenter network. Every two weeks, the primary copy at Site-15 will be synchronized with its secondary replicas at Site-19 and Site-64 via physical delivery of storage media. SCP-3334-2 copies are to be stored on server disks at Sites 15, 19, 49, 64, 77, 81. They are to be similarly physically synchronized once a week. Although Project MEDUSA is used throughout the Foundation in many of its tools, routines, and operations, SCP-3334-2 itself is only accessed locally due to Project MEDUSA’s Software as a Service (SaaS) centralized distribution model1. This means internal Foundation clients send requests to MEDUSA, which it then processes locally using SCP-3334-2 at one of the above Sites’ datacenters, preserving containment. Direct access to SCP-3334-2 is prohibited except for authorized personnel in the SCP-3334 containment team, Project MEDUSA staff, and approved project collaborators at the discretion of the SCP-3334 HMCL Supervisor. Temporary copies of SCP-3334-2 are allowed on local desktop computers for development in Project MEDUSA so long as standard protocols for working with visual memetic and cognitohazards (VMC hazards) are observed. Visualization of any element of SCP-3334-2 is prohibited. Foundation Scalable File System (FSFS) and scipDB: + Brief Overview of Technical Aspects of SCP-3334 Containment - Welcome, Foundation CS/IT Specialist Instances of SCP-3334-1 and SCP-3334-2 are saved on software tables in the scipDB system in order to ensure the security, integrity, and availability of SCP-3334-1. The scipDB system is a distributed noSQL multidimensional data map software intended to run across thousands of servers, developed in-house to store large amounts of sensitive or hazardous internal Foundation data2. It is a highly available, failure-tolerant, and scalable structured data storage system, achieving this with data replication across multiple servers to guard against data loss and increase throughput, gossip protocols to detect failures, and anti-entropy Merkle trees to recover from failures3. The special containment procedures for SCP-3334-1 prioritize security over availability and integrity, with some tolerance of SCP-3334-1 data loss or corruption to reduce possibility of unauthorized access - thus scipDB tables storing SCP-3334-1 are configured with a lower-than-default replication factor of 2 and some scipDB consistency features disabled. SCP-3334-2, the accuracy and availability of which is critical to Foundation operations, is stored with the standard replication factor and all consistency features enabled. The scipDB tables are built on top of files in the Foundation Scalable File System (FSFS), a distributed and decentralized file system optimized for data reads and appending writes4 that suit Project MEDUSA’s typical workloads. The latter offers file-level 256-bit AES encryption, an option activated for all stored instances of SCP-3334 for prevention of unauthorized access5. Protocol 3334-10-Kempelen: + Brief Overview of Protocol 3334-10-Kempelen - Welcome, Foundation Containment Specialist Fifty D-class personnel are assigned to SCP-3334, with regular replacements as needed, to conduct Protocol 10-Kempelen. Functional eyesight, consciousness, and reasonable exposure to and knowledge of human culture and society are the only personnel requirements. The SCP-3334 containment team requests personnel that minimally satisfy these requirements that might otherwise not be useful in other Foundation projects, particularly subjects of previous accidents and testing, in the interests of efficiency. Protocol 10-Kempelen exposes human subjects under fMRI scanners to prospective visual memetic and cognitohazards to definitively verify their anomalous nature. Prospective VMC hazards can be flagged by Project MEDUSA or submitted by Foundation field teams. Verified anomalous VMC hazards are designated under SCP-3334-1 and used in Project MEDUSA. D-class personnel are administered amnestics after each 10-Kempelen session. Attempts to dissolve Protocol 10-Kempelen and the use of D-class for these purposes by automating addition of training and validation data to SCP-3334-1 led to MEDUSA failure events, notably Incident 3334-1. Conversely, the scale of the Foundation's operations renders using D-class as a primary means of detecting VMC hazards impractical. Thus the protocol was preserved in its current ancillary purpose of manually verifying potential training and validation data for use in Project MEDUSA. Project MEDUSA: + Brief Overview of Project MEDUSA - Welcome, Foundation Containment Specialist Project MEDUSA is an internal Foundation effort by the Department of Analytics to build an automated system to detect visual memetic and cognitohazards (VMC hazards) using non-anomalous, understood machine learning techniques. Project MEDUSA is currently used across many Foundation tools, routines, and operations that require the detection of VMC hazards. These include the command-line memescan utility, the Anansi, Shelob, and Aragog Foundation web-crawlers, the Giulianna image analysis software, SCRAMBLE goggles, [REDACTED], and in the containment of numerous SCP anomalies. Project MEDUSA uses advanced machine learning algorithms (currently, an ensemble of recurrent deep-Q neural networks). At a high level, the algorithm learns by taking in labelled training examples, in this case, of VMC hazards from SCP-3334-1 and normal pictures, and modifying itself to be able to distinguish between them. After training, it can take in new examples and then predict whether they are VMC hazards or not. In this sense, it is a “weak AI”, able to improve itself at a specific task without any notion of a conscious. Project MEDUSA does not employ or develop sentient AIs, known as “strong AI” - such research falls outside the purview of the project. + Brief Overview of Technical Aspects of Project MEDUSA - Welcome, Foundation Math/CS Specialist Generated diagram of a single neural network in the MEDUSA ensemble. Legend: Red (Convolution), Orange (Pooling), Blue (ReLu/Softmax), Purple (Fully Connected), Green (LSTM) Initial efforts to identify cognitohazards with artificial intelligence techniques focused largely on support vector machines6, until convolutional neural networks7 vastly improved classification accuracy8. Addition of long-short term memory (LSTM) layers to make the networks recurrent allowed for analysis of video and non-static visual cognitohazards9. Detection of memetic hazards proved more difficult, since it required the algorithms to not just identify, but also understand the content of images and their conceptual relationships. Combined with past research, however, deep reinforcement learning10 eventually achieved this11. The theoretical flexibility of deep reinforcement learning enabled the combination of detecting both visual memetic and cognitohazards under a single deep neural network, rather than in two separate narrow programs - this development led to the formation of Project CASSANDRA, which eventually became Project MEDUSA (see Addendum 3334-1). MEDUSA currently uses an ensemble of recurrent deep-Q neural networks, since ensembles reduce variance and expected generalization error and thus improve real world performance. Each network in the ensemble branches into two sub-networks as indicated in the diagram: a policy network and a value network. The policy network has 40 layers while the value network has 30, with dropout used as regularization. The networks are trained using an $\epsilon$-greedy training strategy with exploration and exploitation phases as $\epsilon$ anneals, while weights are updated using stochastic gradient descent and backpropagation. Further hyperparameter specifications are available on a need-to-know basis. As a result of Incident 3334-1, inputs are preprocessed using principal components analysis and a cascade classifier to determine and remove adversarial examples and prevent malicious manipulation or deterioration of the MEDUSA model. + Brief Overview of Project MEDUSA Procedures - Welcome, Foundation Containment Specialist Any proposed minor modifications to arbitrary MEDUSA model hyperparameters, including but not limited to: learning rate, loss function, activation functions, learning rate decay/momentum parameter, weight initialization, dropout regularization, or neural net structure, should be proposed to the Project MEDUSA Tuning Team for review and approval. The Tuning Team currently uses auto-tuning algorithms to determine most of these hyperparameters. Any major suggested changes to the underlying MEDUSA model algorithm should be submitted in a formal written proposal to the Project MEDUSA director. Such amendments will be reviewed by all major Project MEDUSA team leads and will require formal mathematical verification with provable confidence bounds on generalization error, full regression testing, and a 10-folds cross-validation accuracy check using data from SCP-3334-1 before entering the official implementation. Every two weeks, the current MEDUSA machine learning model is retrained on new training data from SCP-3334-1 in order to keep it up to date with the latest VMC hazards. Further, the Project MEDUSA team will perform full regression testing on the model, including running it on a validation dataset taken from SCP-3334-1 with a required 99.9% correct classification accuracy required to pass. If the new model passes, then SCP-3334-2 will be updated and backed up appropriately, while the last known functional commit will be tagged as such on the Foundation’s internal codebase version control system. Any additional revalidation of the model beyond this biweekly basis is subject to Project MEDUSA director approval to prevent overfitting of the model and deteriorated real-world performance. The performance of the active MEDUSA model is monitored for real-world accuracy. Preferable operational accuracy would be maintained at 99.9%. If accuracy dips below 90%, a MEDUSA failure event is declared. In this case, the model’s parameters are reverted to the last known functional version of SCP-3334-2 and the codebase is reverted to the last tagged commit. If the issue is not immediately resolved, the Project MEDUSA team should request MTF Mu-4 (“Debuggers”). In the event of a prolonged outage, the SCP-3334 containment team can request a ramp-up of Protocol 10-Kempelen of up to 1000 D-class personnel as a temporary replacement for Project MEDUSA. However, given the volume and time-sensitivity of VMC hazard detection needs across Foundation operations, as well as the near ubiquity and speed of the internet in public life, Project MEDUSA is a critical infrastructure component and the potential consequences of its indefinite interruption are unknown. The loss or inadequacy of Foundation automatic VMC hazard detection capabilities could potentially lead to an LV-0 Lifted Veil scenario, or even one of various K-class end-of-the-world scenarios in the event of a major breach or outbreak of anomalous VMC hazards. Description: SCP-3334 is a designation for various anomalous data necessary to implement Project MEDUSA. SCP-3334-1 is a collection of 15642817777 gathered anomalous visual memetic and cognitohazards (VMC hazards), collected through Protocol 10-Kempelen. This dataset is also artificially enlarged using data augmentation techniques, including transformations and translations of the original VMC hazards. Approximately 90% of SCP-3334-1 is designated as training data, used as examples to train machine learning models in Project MEDUSA. The remaining 10% is reserved as validation data, used to anticipate real-world accuracy during testing. Individual images are identified as SCP-3334-1-# as appropriate. SCP-3334-2 is the numerical internal weights used by the neural network models in Project MEDUSA. These weights determine how the neural nets classify given input images as hazardous or not, and are modified by the neural net during training and learning. Recent results in machine learning research indicate the learning of hierarchical representations within intermediate layers of convolutional neural networks12, justifying the designation and containment of SCP-3334-2 as potential visual memetic/cognitohazards. + Addendum 3334-1 - Hide tab Addendum 3334-1: As of ██/██/20██, in light of recent literature regarding new techniques in deep reinforcement learning and their ability to unify multiple kinds of visual hazard classification13, the Director of the Department of Analytics has ordered the unification of Projects CIRCE and ODIN into a single Project CASSANDRA that will develop an automatic detection system for both visual memetic and cognitohazards. Their substantial collections of VMC hazards, formerly scattered throughout the SCP main database or anomalous object lists, were combined into a single set and granted the shared designation SCP-3334. + Addendum 3334-2 - Hide tab Addendum 3334-2: On ██/██/20██, a major containment breach involving SCP-████ at Site-15 resulted in ██ researcher deaths or incapacitations, of whom ██ were assigned or otherwise attached to Project CASSANDRA or SCP-3334 containment. Project CASSANDRA Testing Team lead Dr. Tourres was unaccounted for. The drastic loss in qualified personnel resulted in an unprecedented Foundation recruiting drive from external companies and universities to recover the lost human capital and technical talent. The Project CASSANDRA director rejected an initial proposal to migrate the entire CASSANDRA codebase to the open-source Theano machine learning platform to facilitate onboarding the large number of new hires. Nonetheless, after discussions with Foundation HR, a compromise was reached where a new Foundation-proprietary machine library similar to an existing open-source platform was created for the project. Other unrelated Foundation projects took a different approach, and to prevent confusion with the open-source Apache Cassandra noSQL database being integrated into some of them at the time, Project CASSANDRA was renamed to Project MEDUSA. + Addendum 3334-3 - Hide tab Addendum 3334-3: With Project MEDUSA having repeatedly achieved 99.99% validation accuracy, on the recommendation of the team leads, project director Dr. Vuković decided to retire Protocol 10-Kempelen. Instead, the MEDUSA network would add the VMC hazards it flags directly into its own training and validation data pool, SCP-3334-1 - the project stakeholders rationalized that the network was accurate and robust enough to tolerate the tiny amount of label noise that would subsequently be introduced. + Incident 3334-1 - Hide tab Incident 3334-1: During the week of ██/██/20██, the monitored real-world accuracy of the MEDUSA model decreased at an alarming pace for several days, with a roughly corresponding increase in the number of containment breaches and new VMC hazard outbreaks. On ██/██/20██, the real-world accuracy dipped to 87% and a MEDUSA failure event was declared. Both SCP-3334-2 and the codebase were reverted to the last checkpoint. Nonetheless, even after this reversion, real world performance still lagged. The Project MEDUSA Testing Team, initially suspecting the automation of SCP-3334-1 element collection, reinstated Protocol 10-Kempelen to manually review every new VMC hazard added to SCP-3334-1 since the automation policy was put in place. The review uncovered approximately 15000 images of Yuno Gasai, the main character of the Japanese animation Mirai Nikki, in various forms incorporated into SCP-3334-1. Nearly all possessed anomalously memetic, albeit for the most part extremely minor, effects. The Implementation Team attempted to modify the neural net to recognize this common feature for special inspection, but found the network unable to identify these instances. Two days into the MEDUSA failure event, in the face of a mounting and non-trivial number of VMC containment breaches and outbreaks, the Director of the Department of Analytics demanded a status report. At this point Mobile Task Force Mu-4 (“Debuggers”) was brought in. Ensembling the neural networks improved the classification accuracy to around 88% as a temporary measure. Eventually, MTF Mu-4 proposed using principal components analysis and a prior cascade classifier placed before the main MEDUSA classifier to detect and remove malicious adversarial examples. This development removed the adversarial examples poisoning the MEDUSA network, restoring normal function. Protocol 10-Kempelen to vet potential training and validation examples of VMCs was restored. The MEDUSA failure event resulted in ██ containment breaches and the outbreaks, of various sizes, of ████ new VMC hazards. The incident required approximately ██ thousand amnesticizations and caused ████ casualties, including ███ Foundation personnel. In total, the failure event cost the Foundation $███ million dollars in damages, containment costs, and lost productivity. In its annual review, the O5 Council asked the Department of Analytics to submit a plan detailing steps taken by Project MEDUSA to avoid a similar disruption. Despite strong suspicions, to this day the Foundation has been unable to definitively assign blame for Incident 3334-1 on any particular GoI. + Email Communications Regarding Incident 3334-1 - Hide tab From: Vladimir Vuković [pcs.scitylana|kuvv#pcs.scitylana|kuvv] To: Dean Ackermann [pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad#pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad] Subject: Fixing MEDUSA Dr. Ackermann, Would you mind having Mu-4 take a look at MEDUSA for a bit? It's quite urgent. We can't make heads or tails of the current issue - we're used to dealing with anomalies, of course, but the recent 15k 3334-1 instances with the cartoon girl have been perplexing my Implementation Team - the network will correctly identify them as visual memetic anomalies, but it can't otherwise find the obvious commonality between them. It's a very minor memetic effect, to be sure, but I'm sure it's a symptom of the larger problem. Somebody on the Theory Team said you worked on containing a similar anomaly in the past, so maybe we'll have some luck here again. Regards, Dr. Vuković Project MEDUSA Director From: Dean Ackermann [pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad#pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad] To: Vladimir Vuković [pcs.scitylana|kuvv#pcs.scitylana|kuvv] Cc: Mary Wang [pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm#pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm] Subject: re: Fixing MEDUSA Hey Dr. Vuković, No prob on priority, all the other project and containment teams have been submitting tickets about MEDUSA being broken anyway. Very interesting. I think your Theory guy was probably talking about SCP-2223. I can see the similarities between those two problems, in fact I'd guess they're both Celeramis's work (we pinned the Mirai IoT malware on them last year in fact, seems they have a thing for anime). However, I mainly do traditional algorithms not all this hot deep learning stuff. I'll cc Mary to take a look, she worked at Google DeepMind so she should know a thing or 2. She also worked on 2223 with me if that's relevant. Best, Dean MTF Mu-4 Debugger From: Mary Wang [pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm#pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm] To: Vladimir Vuković [pcs.scitylana|kuvv#pcs.scitylana|kuvv] Cc: Dean Ackermann [pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad#pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad], Samhita Reddy [pcs.4um.ftm|ydderhs#pcs.4um.ftm|ydderhs], Achmed Hafizyar [pcs.4um.ftm|zifah#pcs.4um.ftm|zifah], Kelly Fitzgerald [pcs.scitylana|ztif#pcs.scitylana|ztif] Subject: re: Fixing MEDUSA To all, Jeez, what a mess. As a deep learning researcher myself I would have never imagined the Foundation would entrust so many critical operations to such a fickle machine learning algorithm like MEDUSA. I partly disagree with Dean, beyond the superficial similarities these are two totally different technical problems. 2223 was totally anomalous through and through, even pixel-by-pixel and normal stuff like SIFT didn't work on it. On the other hand "state of the art" deep learning AI is stupid and easily fooled. Maybe your 15k images are like 2223, idk, but I doubt it, anomalous engineering like that takes real work and across that many images? There's actually a totally scientific, non-anomalous explanation for your issue, it's called adversarial images (just to be clear, the images you're talking about just happen to be anomalous memes). Let me attach a pic from the Szegedy paper14. You and a typical convolutional neural net will agree the left is a schoolbus, as it should be. But add some strategic noise, as indicated in the middle, on top and you get the right image. It's still a schoolbus, but most neural nets will now think it's an ostrich. Cheap non-anom trick to screw up dumb-as-rocks deep neural nets. Long story short somebody (agree with Dean here, it's probably Celeramis) is deliberately feeding in garbage to throw off MEDUSA's predictions. You'll notice that the anomalous memetic effects of the 15k weird images are extremely weak. These things are basically "barely memes" designed to deform our decision boundary and confuse the network trying to tell VMCs apart from normal pics. Put in less technical terms for you, imagine painting a bunch of apples orange and then teaching a little kid they were oranges. Let me think up a more permanent solution. cc'ing Achmed and Samhita for that. In the meantime just copy/paste the net a bunch of times and make an ensemble, sounds too good to be true but that'll reduce the variance and help a bit with the error. We're at what, 85% right now? That might be enough to get us out or close enough this failure event. cc'ing Dr. Fitzgerald from your Implementation Team for that. Dr. Wang MTF Mu-4 "Debuggers" Operative, AI Division Attachment: From: Vladimir Vuković [pcs.scitylana|kuvv#pcs.scitylana|kuvv] To: Mary Wang [pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm#pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm] Cc: Dean Ackermann [pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad#pcs.4um.ftm|nnamrekcad], Samhita Reddy [pcs.4um.ftm|ydderhs#pcs.4um.ftm|ydderhs], Achmed Hafizyar [pcs.4um.ftm|zifah#pcs.4um.ftm|zifah], Kelly Fitzgerald [pcs.scitylana|ztif#pcs.scitylana|ztif] Subject: re: Fixing MEDUSA Dr. Wang, Thank you so much Dr. Wang. I think Implementation found that explanation very helpful, I'll tell Dr. Fitzgerald to get on what you suggested. I do have to agree that MEDUSA's stability leaves much to be desired, but I'm afraid we don't really have an alternative option right now. There's just so much to review on the internet and so many requests from within the Foundation that we really can't go back to the days when we just threw D-class at these VMCs. Regards, Dr. Vuković Project MEDUSA Director + Incident 3334-2 (Ongoing) - Hide tab Incident 3334-2 (Ongoing): Since ██/██/20██, the real-world accuracy of Project MEDUSA has behaved erratically, often dipping below the optimal 99.9% with an average around 95%. On 04/██/20██ in particular, the accuracy fell below the 90% threshold to a staggeringly low 71% accuracy, triggering a MEDUSA failure event as well as ██ containment breaches and ███ VMC hazard outbreaks, although it recovered the next day and has continued to stay above 90% since. Standard SCP-3334-2 and codebase reversions had no effect, or even worsened it. A slightly higher incidence of containment breaches and VMC hazard outbreaks has been associated with this deteriorated performance. The cause of this performance drop is as-yet unknown, despite active research by the Testing Team and MTF Mu-4. + Email Communications Regarding Incident 3334-2 - Hide tab From: Vladimir Vuković [pcs.scitylana|kuvv#pcs.scitylana|kuvv] To: Mary Wang [pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm#pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm] Subject: re: MEDUSA again Dr. Wang, Sorry to bother you about this again, has your team made any progress? The Department of Analytics higher-ups want to know what's going on. Regards, Dr. Vuković Project MEDUSA Director From: Mary Wang [pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm#pcs.4um.ftm|gnawm] To: Vladimir Vuković [pcs.scitylana|kuvv#pcs.scitylana|kuvv] Subject: re: MEDUSA again To Dr. Vuković, Sorry for the delay, it's just Mu-4 is attached to a lot of different SCPs, but we always have at least one guy looking into this rn. We really can't figure it out. It could be the types of VMCs out in the wild have drastically changed, or something is just ever so slightly jacked in some of the millions of weights of MEDUSA, or there's a hyperparameter among dozens that could be fine-tuned just a bit more. You guys are using auto-tuning for those hyperparams right? I think somebody in Analytics is developing something like that but for an entire neural net, whenever it's ready you could start over and try that and see if it gets rid of whatever kink is hidden in your model. I'll let you know if we make any progress on our end too. The only thing I'm worried about is one of the first things you learn in machine learning is the bias-variance tradeoff. Essentially you can either make an AI that performs really well in the lab, or not that much worse in the real world, but not both. Generally the more complicated you make a model, the more you reduce bias at the cost of increasing variance - the more detailed the model, the more it loses sight of the bigger picture. Every time we've had an issue with MEDUSA or we want to improve it our reaction has always been to slather more complicated math on top of whatever we have already to fix it. Then it'll keep chugging along until it starts to randomly, unpredictably fail in the real world with all those real scips and real people relying on it like it did on 04/██/20██. And it'll do that more often the more "state of the art" algorithms we slap onto it. Dr. Wang MTF Mu-4 "Debuggers" Operative, AI Division Footnotes 1. In this context, SaaS refers to having users remotely interact with a centrally hosted program rather than distributing individual copies to each. 2. Miyamizu, M., Vogel, S., Hsiao, C., et al. (2001). scipDB: A highly-available secure NoSQL database for sensitive Foundation data and MCI-hazards. Terminal: An SCP Foundation Journal, 10(34), 42-56. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 2335245) 3. Containment specialists should refer to scipDB Documentation for further details 4. Hellian, F., Miyamizu, M., Vogel, S., et al. (1999). The Foundation Scalable File System: Organizing the Foundation’s cloud. Terminal: an SCP Foundation Journal, 8(24), 34-50. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 3654253) 5. Containment specialists should refer to FSFS Documentation for further details 6. Goldberg, S., Recht, P. (1961). Feature engineering for soft-margin hyperplanes to safely identify cognitohazards. Terminal: an SCP Foundation Journal, 2(12), 10-23. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 7453535) 7. Neural networks are inspired by firing neurons in the brain, and consist of many units that activate depending on inputs and numerical parameters learned and adjusted from training examples. Convolutional nets are a specific type of neural net that slide learned filters over images and are well-suited for visual applications. 8. Reddy, S. (1983). ReddyNet-7: Use of neocognitrons in detecting visual cognitohazards. Terminal: an SCP Foundation Journal, 4(34), 1-22. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 8547364) 9. Reddy, S., Balasubramanian, R., (2015). Containment of SCP-████ using backpropagation through time. Terminal: an SCP Foundation Journal, 18(56), 46-61. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 6356765) 10. Reinforcement learning essentially rewards and penalizes an algorithm for taking good or bad actions. 11. Reddy, S., Hafizyar, A., Wang, M., et al. (2011). Detection of visual memetic hazards using semantic segmentation in a deep-Q network. Terminal: an SCP Foundation Journal, 15(73), 20-47. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 4632532) 12. Simonyan, K., Vedaldi, A., Zisserman, A. (2013). Deep inside convolutional networks: Visualizing image classification models and saliency maps. arXiv preprint arXiv:1312.6034 13. Vuković, V., Reddy, S. (2011). Detecting multiple types of visual hazards using deep reinforcement learning and an $\epsilon$-greedy approach. Terminal: an SCP Foundation Journal, 15(74), 35-67. Retrieved from SCP Foundation Research Database. (Accession No. 3755432) 14. Szegedy, C., Wojciech, Z., Sutskever, S., et al. (2013). Intriguing properties of neural networks. arXiv preprint arXiv:1312.6199 |
SCP-3335 | keter | "Drugs are drugs, right? Still, don't go jumping into some goddamn hole in the floor. High as balls or not." The Hole in my Head Where My Mind used to Be ADULT CONTENT This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers. Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture {$custom-content} If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page Billith ⚠️ ⚠️ Content warning: This article contains references to potentially distressing/triggering topics, including drug use/addiction, excessive language, suicide/self harm, neurodegenerative dysfunction/mental illness, gore/body horror, class disparity, and the United States justice system. Approximately 12,000 words. 45-60 minute read + a 4 minute video. Much of this piece is based on the experiences and feelings of myself, along with others I have known. My heart goes out to those who have lost their lives in the war on drugs. I hope they are no longer in pain, and may they one day see true justice, wherever they may be. Please exercise caution when reading. with love, billith More From This Author SCP- 3335 LEVELIII CONFIDENTIAL OBJECT CLASS: Keter SECONDARY CLASS: Uncontained DISRUPTION: VARIABLE RISK: THANATOS link to memo Item#: {$item-number} Level3 Containment Class: {$container-class} Secondary Class: {$secondary-class} Disruption Class: {$disruption-class} Risk Class: {$risk-class} link to memo One variation of SCP-3335's chemical structure. Compound proved impossible to replicate in Foundation laboratories. SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: Due to the popularity of SCP-3335, it is currently considered uncontained in certain dense population centers of the world.1 Foundation agents inserted into underground trade markets and international crime syndicates are to monitor the use and distribution of SCP-3335. Clandestine laboratories are to be expunged of all compounds bearing resemblance to the anomalous chemical structures seen via SCP-3335's gas chromatography and mass spectrometry testing. Information warfare is currently the most effective deterrent to both usage of SCP-3335 and the discovery of its anomalous properties. Other containment methodologies typically align with the United States' global "war on drugs" campaign and thus an undisclosed but significant portion of the Foundation's annual budget is currently dedicated to supporting these efforts. As of 2018, SCP-3335's global trade markets and laboratories have been reduced by approximately 85% from 2003. Despite this, there are assumed to be several operations still producing SCP-3335 to this day. Foundation interception of large-scale distribution efforts and the eradication of affected individuals are considered top priorities until further notice. DESCRIPTION: SCP-3335 is an off-white compound similar in appearance to flour. It is a hallucinogenic substance of arylcyclohexylamine structure, with effects similar to other NMDA receptor antagonists, such as those of phencyclidine (PCP) and its derivatives. Analysis of SCP-3335 samples have proven to be not useful, many of which have resulted in conflicting or inconclusive outcomes. Material Safety Data Sheets (MSDS) procured during testing have effectively culminated in various erroneous information. These outcomes imply an inconsistent or nebulous chemical structure. It is unknown how synthesis of the compound is accomplished, and this process is likely anomalous in nature. Since the time of its surfacing and detection via Foundation operatives, over ~0.5% of the Earth's population have willingly consumed SCP-3335 for recreational purposes. SCP-3335 exhibits a large array of effects, most of which are common to substances of its kind. These effects include, but are not limited to: Euphoria/Sense of serenity Closed and open-eye visual hallucinations Analgesia, numbness Significant change in perception of time (dilation and constriction) Confusion/disorientation, delirium "Hole" experiences Intense mind-body dissociation, out-of-body experiences Ambulatory psychotic behavior Paranoia Nausea, vomiting Psychological dependency/addiction, compulsive dosing Frightening, untimely distortion or loss in sensory perception In addition to the above, SCP-3335 exhibits henceforth unrecorded anomalous effects that deviate highly from those of its more explainable analogues, including deficiencies in clotting factors (hemophilia), bone marrow overproduction of red blood cells (polycythemia vera), and compulsive hematophagy of oneself or of others with SCP-3335 still present in the bloodstream, which mimics titration and encourages propagation of the compound. Toxicity reports of affected individuals reveal a consistent low-level blood content of SCP-3335 that does not dissipate nor filter out of the body via metabolization. Dialysis treatments are ineffective in hindering the production of SCP-3335 in the body. It is theorized that SCP-3335 may cause lasting changes in physiology that aid in the endogenous synthesis of the chemical. Due to the aforementioned difficulty of removing SCP-3335 from the bloodstream to treat affected individuals, widespread use supports theorized potential for large-scale LK-Class Personality Transmutation Events. As such, experimentation and thaumaturgic/clairvoyant use is currently halted, per O5 request. INCIDENT LOG 3335.1: SCP-3335-1 Emergent Event I On ██/██/████, an unknown portion of civilians in the New York City area that were known users of SCP-3335 became comatose (now designated SCP-3335-1). According to eyewitness reports by other users of SCP-3335, prior to this, victims were seen staring at a "hole" in the ground. Subjects that walked to this area experienced unexplained syncope, and did not recover; all affected individuals have remained comatose since the event. INCIDENT LOG 3335.2: SCP-3335-1 Event I Update Individuals continued to experience this phenomenon, and with no pattern or risk factors identified, Foundation-made ad campaigns were deployed to demonize the use of SCP-3335, as well as its users, within the public eye. After the number of unconscious individuals surpassed ten thousand, the O5 Council held a conference with the Emergent Tactical Threat Response Authority (ETTRA) and Ethics Committee to discuss potential options. Suggestions included adulterating large supplies of SCP-3335 with toxic additives, novel counteragents, and/or analogues with far higher receptor affinity than SCP-3335, all of which failed to pass Council vote due to various logistical concerns. A motion was passed to increase plainclothes Foundation agents deployed to areas of interest, such as known hotspots for illicit activity, entertainment venues, rehabilitation centers reporting higher-than-average rates of SCP-3335 abuse, etcetera. Widespread amnestic dispersal is considered, should the rate of SCP-3335-1 manifestation fail to decrease. The possibility of an emergency United Nations Security Council summit was also discussed, which would be used to coordinate various international efforts with the wider community. ADDENDUM 3335.1: Civilian Interview Record I ⇵ ACCESS INTERVIEW LOG 3335-1A ⇅ COLLAPSE INTERVIEW LOG 3335-1A Interview Log 3335-1A Interviewee: Steven ████████, 23 Interviewer: Agent █████ Francis, stationed NYPD detective Notes: This interview was conducted after a Foundation-staged raid of ███████ ████, a popular nightclub in downtown NYC, several days after the events of Incident 3335.1. Apprehended individual was a known source of SCP-3335, although said person was not involved in synthesis or large import distribution of the compound. Following detainment, an investigation of ████████'s home was conducted, where the subject's remaining supply of SCP-3335 was recovered alongside other various illegal goods. Interviewee was highly distressed upon Foundation interception, but was released post-interview after application of Class-B Amnestics. Original audiovisual log was streamed directly from the present agents' concealed, body-worn transmitters, then uploaded to a server managed by SCP-3335's project leadership team. <BEGIN LOG> <████████'s agitated voice is muffled through the microphone of Agent Francis' body camera. Subject appears in view, placed in the available seat by a Foundation plant posing as a contracted security guard. For the safety of both personnel, neither agent is to know the identity of the other. Additionally, the CCTV cameras and table microphone within the chamber have been deactivated. After a moment, the commotion subsides.> ████████: —Get your hands off me! <to Agent Francis> You gonna just sit there and let your fucking goon do your dirty work? I guess it makes sense for a motherfucking twelve. I don't know anything. I just was holding it for my friend until she got back from the bathroom. It's an honest mistake. Give me a break. <Subject looks at Agent Francis expectantly, who produces a packet of rolled-up documents from the inside of his suit jacket, unfurling them lengthwise and selecting one. He places it on the table and slides an image of an opened duffel bag over to ████████. The contents are visible: A large volume of powder in a solid brick, several bundles of paper currency, various paraphernalia, and a handgun. ████████ reacts in surprise, unable to conceal the sudden loss of confidence.> Agent Francis: Look familiar? ████████: Uh—No? Agent Francis: Why did it sound like you were asking me if your answer was right? ████████: <chuckles nervously> No, I, uh, was just confused, man. I've never seen this shit in my life. Agent Francis: Mm. Are you sure? ████████: Yes? Agent Francis: I see. Agent Francis: Well my apologies then, you're free to go. Sorry for wasting your time. ████████: <standing> Really—? Agent Francis: No, not really. Sit your ass down. <████████ returns to the chair, startled> We know the bag is yours. We recovered it from your residence not too long ago. ████████: Wait, so you—How did y'all even get a search warrant—? It's like three in the morning. <The agent does not respond, holding up his left pointer finger as he becomes distracted by his phone.> I-I need a lawyer or something, right? Someone give me a lawyer. Agent Francis: Let's not get ahead of ourselves. <puts phone away> You can still go home before the morning, you know. I just have to ask you a few questions about what you were selling over at ███████ ████. Plain and simple. ████████: Yeah, okay, sounds too good to be true. I'm not saying anything. I want a lawyer. And my shit back. Agent Francis: That is not possible. And—let me get this straight—you think we should give you back your kilos of narcotics, tens of thousands in distribution profits, along with an unregistered handgun? <Agent Francis selects another photograph from the wrinkled collection on the table, rotating it and pushing the page towards ████████.> Footage taken from the venue clearly shows you engaging in the sale of an illicit substance. For all we know, you had more of this brick on you at time of arrest than we can see here. And the gun? Who knows. It's got your fingerprints on it. By the time you receive counsel, we will have enough evidence supporting your incarceration, either way. Your best choice is cooperation. ████████: Fuck off, there's no way that's legal. I have the right to an attorney. You can't fuck with evidence like that. Agent Francis: You're more than welcome to fight it in front of a Judge. See who they believe. If you would rather settle this more—discreetly, I have an offer for you. ████████: An offer? <The agent leans forward, quieting his voice to a whisper and indicating to ████████ that he should do the same. After a moment, subject acquiesces.> Agent Francis: I'll be honest. We aren't looking for low-level dealers like yourself. I could be doing far better things with my time, I'm sure you could be, too. Answer my questions, you walk free this evening. Otherwise, I'll have to throw you in a tank for the night. They start running folks up to Riker's in—<checks watch>—four hours. Once you leave this room, I will not be able to help you. You don't have any prior felony convictions, you're mostly clean otherwise. This can be over in an hour if you just answer truthfully. I'm not interested in sending you to prison, but we have more than enough to do so if desired, and more. Do you understand what I'm saying? <Agent Francis leans back and waits.> ████████: <pauses> You—You're serious? Agent Francis: Yeah. Are we on the same page? ████████: I guess so. Agent Francis: Good enough. <pulls out a pen and notepad> So, to start us off. How long have you been selling SC—er, what are you guys calling this stuff on the streets now? ████████: You phoning it in, twelve? <snorts> Least informed narc of all time. Yeah, my boy's over in the Bronx been calling it 'strangeluv' or some shit. I don't know much about it, okay? I call it ends' meet. For the last few months, anyway. Agent Francis: Alright. <indicates to photo without looking up from his notepad> That's not exactly a small supply. In fact, it's the largest we've seen in one place, outside of organized crime rings. You don't strike me as Triad material, no offense. Where did you get this sort of quantity, exactly? Your friend over in the Bronx set you up with someone? ████████: Nah, man. If you're hoping for a snitch, you're shit out of luck. I ain't about to put a fucking target on my head. Agent Francis: <sighs> We can offer you witness protection if you fear violent retaliation. Refusing to provide this info is unwise; you should at least cooperate in exchange for a reduced sentence. Maybe your friend from the Bronx can visit you across the East River— ████████: What? I thought you said I wasn't in trouble! Agent Francis: That was before you withheld the identity of your contact. <Agent Francis indicates towards the deactivated table microphone between them.> ████████: Shit, how did I miss that? Fuck. No. That's—I don't know who it was! But I can't. I was told I'd be in the ground if I even mentioned him—fuck, not again. Agent Francis: <writing and speaking aloud> Contact, likely male, possible connection to organized crime syndicate— ████████: Stop doing that! Look, I don't know what he looks like, I never saw the guy, okay? I swear, he contacted me on Whisper!2 I picked up through a dead drop. No cash changed hands, I don't fuckin' know anything else! <████████ shakes, a bead of sweat clearly visible on his left temple, knuckles strained as he grips his end of the table.> Agent Francis: Okay, okay. I believe you. Take a deep breath. Here. <checks watch> Let's take five. I'll be back. Sound good? <████████ nods. Agent Francis rises and turns to leave, the silent guard moving to open the door for him, which causes the Agent to jump.> Agent Francis: Agh!—Christ on a cross. How long have you been standing there? I thought you were outside the room this whole time. Wow. You're really quiet. <Guard unlocks the door and pulls the handle for Agent Francis, tilting his head towards the now-open passage.> Well. Okay. Thanks. <The security guard closes and locks the door behind Agent Francis. A few minutes of silence pass, ████████ becoming visibly less tense over this period. He and the guard exchange a glance. The guard points two fingers at his own eyes and then redirects them at the detainee's, who rolls them in response.> ████████: Yeah, yeah. <He stretches in the seat as his spine audibly pops and cracks.> ████████: So, what, are you in on this, too? <The guard doesn't respond.> ████████: I don't think the 'blue wall of silence' means ya gotta be completely silent all the time, but you do you. <Agent Francis returns a short while later with some items from a nearby vending machine, a bag of chips already open. He sits back at the table, offering bottled water and a selection of snacks to ████████, who turns them down.> Agent Francis: <crunching> Sho, how did you complete your buy if no cash changed hands? <swallows with a drink of water> Something anonymous as well I imagine, crypto? ████████: <snorts> I can't be fucked to figure that e-currency shit out. Didn't have to, anyway. It was a freebie. Agent Francis: <taking notes> The whole brick? That's… certainly very generous. ████████: Yeah, and the gun, too. Didn't ask questions when I saw the quantity. I'm not stupid though, I know he wasn't doing all that to be kind. Besides, there's hardly anyone out here that'd touch something they or they friends ain't familiar with nowadays. Calling it fent two-point-oh.3 I was right there with 'em for the most part until remembered I got this nifty little thing with droppers, a regency[sic] test or whatever. Agent Francis: You mean a reagent test. A testing kit. ████████: Yeah, yeah! That shit. <proudly> I'm all about harm reduction. Agent Francis: Mhm. So, the test results? ████████: Right, sorry. Yeah, the thing never even changed color. That was good enough for some though, since that meant it wasn't fent. Agent Francis: Was it good enough for you? ████████: Tried it once I saw it wasn't killing nobody. I know that's not illegal. My body, my choice, right? Agent Francis: Sure. Like I said, no trouble for you tonight, as long as you answer the questions. Only a few left. ████████: Uh-huh. Agent Francis: So… what was it like? The drug. ████████: What, you want some? <laughs>—that was a joke—but, ah, I don't know, man. It's hard to explain. Not to be that guy, but you have to try it to know what it's like, okay? It's some weird shit. Agent Francis: Just do your best. I was your age once, you know. ████████: <scoffs> Yeah, I get it. Trying to be all chummy, I see you. I bet y'all're thinking you tried the same shit when you was young, yeah? Well, not this. I know the scene, some of you been around the block before you got your badge. I respect the hustle, but this is something new. They got scientists or some shit working on this stuff. I know fuck all when it comes to cooking up the designer shit—this is as designer as it gets. Agent Francis: Right, so, what, you're unable to describe the positive effects, at all? ████████: Uhhh, let me think. <pauses> Okay, so they had this shit called 'roflcoptr',4 years back, lame-ass name if you ask me, but that stuff was fire. It was like walking around with your body just laying there, you know? It's kinda like that. Got this magical something to it. Warm, almost alive. Like I walked off to another place entirely. With that rofl shit, you knew you was fucked up. Knew it was a drug, right? This was different. Same deal, I saw myself laying there on that fuckin' futon. But it was like I could walk away and never come back. Good feeling. Don't have to deal with none of this shit that's happening out there in the world right now. Got that free roam. My body could be cut to shit, three bullets in my back and a knee on my throat, and I could care less because, fuck it, right? Agent Francis: Sounds nice. The high, I mean. ████████: Yeah, it does. But whatever you're thinking doesn't even come close. Too bad you snap back after a couple hours, you know? Pulls you right back in. Like a dream, I guess. Gotta wake up sometime. Right, twelve? Agent Francis: I understand. Now, a couple of folks have been found comatose because of this drug, you know anything about that? ████████: <sighs> Yeah, I mean, I saw the news, not my people though. Nobody got hurt from my deals, the stuff I sold was clean, on god. You saw the fucking brick. Does it look like I need to cut my product? Agent Francis: Well, all of their tox reports came back, and nothing unusual was detected in any of their systems. So, what's the difference? Maybe this stuff isn't as safe as you might have thought. ████████: Fuck if I know, man. I'm not about to fuck anyone over, I'm just trying to get by. Maybe they just OD'd, you know? That's not my responsibility! Agent Francis: It isn't, you're right. Relax, you'll be able to head home shortly. ████████: <exhales> 'ight, okay. You know, this is not how y'all typically do things, from my experience. Agent Francis: Yeah. It's uh, police… reform? ████████: Ohhh yeah, I can totally hear that shit now. Like asking me if your answer was right. That's a good one. Agent Francis: <clears throat> Have you noticed anyone acting odd or abnormal? Your buyers? Friends? I don't need names, just any general observations, feelings, or inclinations. ████████: Hm, you know what? There was something someone said, this chick. Blonde. Didn't look the type. She said something about a hole. Heard it before, but she said some weird shit about it, got me messed up for a bit. Sold her some anyway, money's always green, right? Agent Francis: And what did she say? ████████: She said—'next time, we're gonna jump into it for real?' But it wasn't just what she said, it was also how she said it, ya know? Like she wasn't even talking to me. I don't know. Weirded me the fuck out. Drugs are drugs, right? Still, don't go jumping into some goddamn hole in the floor. High as balls or not. <yawns> Can I leave? I'm tired, man. Agent Francis: Alright. One last question. ████████: <groans> Okay, what? Agent Francis: Did you ever see this so-called 'hole'? ████████: I think so. <pauses> Took a few bumps at a party and it caught my eye. Weird visual for sure. Looked dark as fuck. Quiet. Wouldn't jump in if I had the choice. Well, I mean, part of me said go on, you know? 'You smoke crack on the streets, what's some shit you're seeing gonna do to you that's worse than what rock has on you?' I'm sure you see them crackheads out there all the time, itching themselves, doing god-knows-what for a little piece of that cook-up. But this? Nah, man. I just felt something bad, I dunno…I told myself I was tripping out, but that thing seemed like a one-way trip, if you know what I'm saying. Agent Francis: I see. Alright. <tucks notepad and papers into jacket> That just about covers it. You're good to go. Thank you for your cooperation. ████████: I still don't believe it. I'm just gonna walk? That's that? Agent Francis: Yep, that's that. <to the guard> Give this kid his forget-me-nows. ████████: My what? <END LOG> Note: In the early morning following this interview, the subject's unconscious body was discovered in critical condition within a drainage ditch alongside the New Jersey Turnpike. He was then transported to a nearby ICU. Unfortunately, ████████ succumbed to blood loss before arrival, as his blood was not present at the time of his recovery. INCIDENT LOG 3335.3: SCP-3335-1 Emergent Event II On ██/██/████, a surge of cases were reported involving SCP-3335-1 instances re-awakening with substantial alterations in personality and physiology. Extreme mood swings, visceral reaction to sensory input of any kind, along with overwhelming compulsions to isolate in small and unlit spaces with other SCP-3335-1 instances have been observed. Affected individuals have shown marked increase of adrenaline and cortisol present in blood testing, as well as a higher blood concentration of SCP-3335. Electroencephalography (EEG) tests yielded unusual patterns of electrical activity in the brains of SCP-3335-1 instances, similar in effect to those who have undergone partial-to-full corpus callosotomy procedures.5 As a result, many subjects develop symptoms similar to, but notably different from, callosal disconnection syndrome, also known as "split-brain" disorder. When an affected subject appears to have acquired symptoms of callosal disconnection syndrome, hemispheres of their brain will take on attributes of their own and deprive the other hemisphere of existing attributes. This results in separate impulses and perceptions for both halves of the subject's body. Unlike documented cases of callosal disconnection, both hemispheres of SCP-3335-1 instances develop into their own consciousness, one of which may retain some personality traits of the original individual. Retained personality traits possessed by SCP-3335-1 will show marked torpor, emotional dampening, and may experience bouts of catatonia/reduced cognitive function. The other hemisphere seems to be occupied by a unique consciousness. These personalities are highly erratic and self-destructive, often participating in grievous self-hematophagy to the point of expiration. Because of the continued existence and function of the corpus callosum within the brains of typical SCP-3335-1 instances, significant "cross-chatter" can occur, resulting in some level of neurological competition between hemispheres as they "fight" for primary control of various bodily functions. Despite this, neither consciousness appears to be aware of this quality, instead confabulating when pressed for explanation of such behaviors.6 It is completely possible to inform subjects of the nature of their predicament, and how to identify these effects. Unfortunately, atypical behaviors will always be explained away through confabulation. EEG tests suggest transient epileptic disturbances can occur at the boundaries between these shifts in consciousness, which may result in bouts of sudden but temporary retrograde and anterograde amnesia. ADDENDUM 3335.2: Civilian Interview Record II ⇵ ACCESS INTERVIEW LOG 3335-1B ⇅ COLLAPSE INTERVIEW LOG 3335-1B Interview Log 3335-1B Interviewee: SCP-3335-1, formerly known as ██████ ███████ Interviewer: Dr. █████████ █████, Foundation psychologist Note: This interview was conducted at the ██████ Valley Hospital in ████, Minnesota. Due to security concerns, personally-identifying info has been redacted. SCP-3335-1 specimen claims to have no memory of the time leading up to becoming comatose. In addition, this instance is considered one of the more active cases, with fluctuations in awareness having increased to nearly a dozen "attacks" every day. <BEGIN LOG> Dr. █████: So, ██████, how are we feeling today? SCP-3335-1: Doing okay, I guess. Feeling a little weird. Vision is a bit blurry… Uhm. Can you get these restraints off? Dr. █████: We'll have you out of them soon. You experienced a significant psychotic break and hit your head pretty badly. We had to place you in a medically-induced coma to prevent your brain from swelling. Do you remember anything about what happened? SCP-3335-1: <shakes head> The last thing I remember was… feeling like I was falling down a tunnel. I couldn't see, and I tried to say something, but my mouth wouldn't form the right sounds. Dr. █████: It's not uncommon to feel something like this when you lose consciousness. Nothing to worry about. How do you feel right now? SCP-3335-1: Well, my throat hurts, for one. And I don't feel too sober, yet. Feeling a bit off… When will that go away? Dr. █████: Not long, I imagine. Can you describe what exactly you're feeling? SCP-3335-1: Um, well, I feel out of it. Like my body isn't working the way I want it to. As if it's lagging behind the rest of me. Sometimes I'm good, sometimes not. It's been on and off for a while. Really tired. Feeling a little numb, but it'll pass, right? <yawns> Sorry. Dr. █████: I'm sure it will. How is your mood and overall mental state? I know these situations can be quite stressful. SCP-3335-1: Yeah, you could say that. Well, I'm okay…You know. Just feel a bit slow. I don't feel like myself, if that makes sense. I just feel… disconnected. Do you know what I mean? Dr. █████: Sure. And has the medication we gave you this morning helped at all? Or is it about the same? SCP-3335-1: It's been worse, actually. Getting worse, actually. Getting, feeling more like somebody else, actually. Somebody—uh, does that make sense, actually? Some—make sense?—make sense? M-make sense? Actually? Make sense?—make sense?—make sense-m—uh—huh? <SCP-3335-1's speech slurs as it starts to mumble, voice lowering in volume until inaudible. The patient's eyes lose focus and skew slightly, form slumping back in the hospital bed. SCP-3335-1's alternate consciousness is likely forcing control over subject's speech functions, with palilalia (seen above) being one of the most common first indicators of a transitional event. Other indicators include deficiencies in facial/object recognition, memory and emotional recall/processing failure, and atypical/disordered patterns of thought.> Dr. █████: ██████, are you alright? I didn't catch that. SCP-3335-1: Who? Make sense. Want <incoherent> Dr. █████: I'm sorry. What did you say? SCP-3335-1: Out. Want out. Dr. █████: What do you want out of, ██████? <Subject flexes and moves appendages sporadically, tensing and straining against hospital-provided restraints. It tries in vain to bring the left arm to its open mouth and the right follows in an apparent attempt to grab the first. It gives up on both after a few moments.> SCP-3335-1: Hmmmm. Cage. Bad— Out. Seek my <incoherent> Dr. █████: ██████? Seek your what? SCP-3335-1: M-my gr-g— <groans> Can't say. Want out. Get me out. Dr. █████: It's going to be okay. We'll get you out as soon as you are well. SCP-3335-1: No. Now. Out cage. Out of v-vessel. Get me out of vessel. Want out of vessel. Light h-hurts. Skin hurts. Burns. C-can't think. Where a-am I? <pause> …Why? Dr. █████: I don't quite understand what you mean. You're in the hospital, you suffered a— SCP-3335-1: Suffered a! Suffered a! Get me out. Hurts. Suffer now. Do job. Make it two one, one two. Make it zero. Doesn't matter. Let me out… hurts. Dr. █████: What can I do to help you, ██████? SCP-3335-1: <incoherent> into the divide! Listen! C-cut into the head. Into t-two, one. The flesh. The bone. Want out. It hurts. <subject's eyes begin to water> <SCP-3335-1 instance is administered a sedative, at the discretion of the patient's care team.> SCP-3335-1: No… Please. It burns! I'm going, going, going f-farther down. W-why are you doing this? Why?! <SCP-3335-1 continues to fight restraints. BPM monitors display severe tachycardia.> Dr. █████: Can you hear me, ██████? SCP-3335-1: Out! Get me out! Please! No more! <sobbing> K-Kill me. Dr. █████: ██████? Stay with me, okay? SCP-3335-1: Kill me— <Subject screams in apparent anguish. Monitors show heart rate exceeding 240 beats per minute. After a few seconds, subject ceases screaming.> Dr. █████: ██████? <BPM monitors show rapidly stabilizing functions. Subject refuses to respond to stimuli for several minutes. After a period of about fifteen minutes, it is assumed that SCP-3335-1's alternate consciousness is now dormant within the subject's psyche.> SCP-3335-1: <groggily> What? Oh, sorry about that, zoned out for a sec. Yeah, uh, so I still feel weird sometimes, is what I was saying. A bit numb, it'll pass though, right? Dr. █████: I'm sure it will. <END LOG> ADDENDUM 3335.3: Related Field Operations ⇅ ACCESS FIELD OPERATIONS LOG I ⇵ COLLAPSE FIELD OPERATIONS LOG I Reports of SCP-3335 consumption in ████████, ██ led to an investigation of several known "drug dens" in the area. Foundation field operatives familiar with the territory have been assigned the task of raiding affected homes, terminating users of SCP-3335 and destroying all paraphernalia or lab equipment that may have come into contact with the substance. A select record of operations can be found below. TFO GAMMA-7 ACTION LOG OPERATION "COLD TURKEY" Mission Parameters: Investigate sites of interest and terminate affected individuals, neutralizing all traces of SCP-3335. Assigned Local Unit: Tactical Field Ops. Gamma-7 ("Night Watchmen")7 Present: Agents Alpha; Bravo; Charlie (also referred to as 'Command'); Delta; Foxtrot; Echo8 Additional Information: The following is an audiovisual transcript of a staged, late night raid on an apartment complex in downtown ████████, ██. Members of TFO Gamma-7 were equipped with standard deep-cover tactical wear, including low-profile Kevlar suits and suppression-integrated Maxim 9mm handguns, as well as standard Urban Survival Protection (USURP) kits containing an assortment of survival gear for urban response teams. Field Agents were posted at strategic vantage points near the three entryways of the apartment complex while Gamma-7 infiltrated the interior. <BEGIN LOG> Alpha: Alright, mics on, everybody check in. Bravo: Bravo here. Foxtrot: Foxtrot, check. Echo: Echo, checking in. Command: Delta? Where's Delta? Delta: Here, sorry. Sorry. Setting up the camera. Should be coming live now. Alpha: We're ready to go. Command, please confirm video feed. <Delta's visual broadcast activates, revealing a run-down urban alleyway leading to the back entrance of the complex. The building has multiple floors, the windows of each have been boarded up with plywood, their respective fire escapes rusted through and in varying states of collapse.> Command: Affirmative. You are clear to proceed. <The group is seen swiftly making their way to an ancillary access point, treading through puddles and various detritus.> <Some ways down, two civilians are loitering under an awning near the entrance to another building, exchanging angry words in a heated moment. They notice the agents and flee into the structure across the target.> Bravo: You can run, butcha can't hide! <cackles> Echo: Watch it. Just 'cause Charlie is on squawk duty this time doesn't mean it's a free-for-all. Betcha they'll review this thing later for QA. Besides, MTF certs are next year. Try not to fuck it up. Command: Yeah, man, being van guy is cushy. Don't blow this for me, dipsticks. I mean— <clears throat> Alpha: 'Kay, Charlie, we are approaching the entryway. Anything else we should know about this place before ingress? Command: Okay…oh, right. <papers rustling.> Here. Recap. The Harrington Apartments. Multi-unit complex with twenty-four residences across three floors. Old, nearly a hundred and fifty years standing, so no elevator. Two stairwells, one at either end, however, and three entry points— front, back, and maintenance, the latter of which you'll be using for your incursion today. Residents are mostly lower income individuals. The number of occupied units is unknown; tenant records were lost during an influx of 3335-1 in the past year. Other than that, your guess is as good as anyone's. Delta: Crap, door's locked. Solid, too. Alpha: I told them they should have got us a Dremel. <sighs> Command, do we have permission to barge the door? Command: <silence for a few seconds> Negative. Too likely to draw attention. Echo: Wait, I've got it, give me a second. Foxtrot: What are you— Bravo: Aha, very good. Command: Yes? Alpha: Echo jimmied the lock with his ID badge. Crafty little critter. Echo: There we are. These older locks are really weak shit. Strong doors or not. Let's go. <Gamma-7 quietly enters the building, which is pitch black just past the doorway, followed by an immediate and sharp left turn. A glance down the narrow corridor reveals what is likely multiple technical rooms for maintenance access. Shoulder-mounted flashlights are activated as the team makes their way inside.> <Gamma-7 checks each of these rooms, two team members on each side, one opening the doors and one inspecting the status of its respective room; one maintenance room, two storage rooms, a boiler room, and a small bathroom, with an "all clear" being heard from within each.> <Passing further inside, a room labeled "ELECTRICAL" rapidly draws closer, and a low rumble is heard through its solid door. Deciding to investigate, Alpha opens the door to a corroded series of fuse boxes and wiring panels, used to distribute power amongst the individual units of the complex. Most are damaged beyond repair, through neglect; electrical damage and water damage being most obvious, the rest lacking any sign of power leading from the master panel, even if functional.> <The source of the noise is identified as a personal gas generator, dangerously rigged to backfeed into the fuses owned by one apartment of the topmost floor, where an indicator light and the residue of a label, which may have been the apartment number, coexisted next to one another.> Bravo: You smell something toasty? Or am I just havin' a stroke? Foxtrot: I smell it too. Jury's still out on the stroke, though. <The team takes a turn leading farther inwards. It passes through an empty laundry room. Though once communal, the machines here lay broken and disused, built aside dusty shelves and gray, moldy drying racks.> Alpha: Now I'm catching it. Is someone cooking? It's kinda making me hungry. Echo: I bet the only thing we're gonna be eating tonight is an Amy.9 Delta: Thought the generator would be the source of that smell, all things considered, but it is definitely getting stronger. <Gamma-7 continues without event through the next room, a thin hallway connecting back to the other maintenance rooms and loading areas, heading forward to the main thoroughfare once used to access the four apartments on each side of the passage. The hall is concealed under black curtains in lieu of light, large and empty, walls alternating from sheetrock, to brick, to gaps between rotting wooden beams and rusted, black-speckled pipes, terminating in shadow. Behind Gamma-7 a set of nondescript double doors stand, the small window on each side obscured with darkness.> Alpha: Alright, we've entered the main hallway, but, huh. Bravo: Yo, Charlie, any reason you took us the long way? There are doors right here. Command: Shit, sorry, I forgot to mention. Those are the main inner doors, they head to the foyer, which contains the mailboxes and such for the whole complex. Exiting from there brings you directly out front, which tends to get a lot of foot traffic. Mostly just transients and pregnant cats but, either way. Too risky. Bravo: Makes sense. Alpha: Right. A bonfire would explain the barbeque smell… I guess. Oh, is that smoke? <A black emission can be seen pouring out of the seam between the door and the top of its frame.> Command: Sorry? <Alpha removes his wool toque and tries to open the foyer door, using the hat like an oven mitt. He winces and retracts his digits, donning the headwear again a moment later.> Alpha: Seems like the foyer is off limits… for whatever reason. Anomalous? I don't see any flames. I think I actually hear running water. Echo: I hear it. Command: Roger that. I guess? Bravo: Kid, you suck at being van guy. Command: We all suck! At least I'm trying something new. Bravo: Valid. Alpha: We'll circle back around to look at the foyer again later. I'm glad that the cover story is basically writing itself, though. Delta: I see where your head's at, and I like it. <A series of sounds akin to struggling are heard somewhere above. Alpha looks up, then across the hallway.> Alpha: Okay, stairs up ahead. Stairs behind us. What is this place again, two floors? Echo: Three. Alpha: Hmph. One entrance compromised. One exit through maintenance areas. Let's choose a door. Delta, pick one. Delta: This one on the left, I hear voices. <Audio feed picks up muffled speaking. After a few seconds, Foxtrot is seen knocking on the door. The voices grow silent.> Echo: <quietly> You're just going to go up and knock like a gentleman? Real polite. Foxtrot: Fuck you, [IDENTITY REMOVED]. Echo: What'd you just— Alpha: I don't have time for this. <Alpha is seen kicking the door next to the handle, causing it to fly open. Camera view is obscured while agents funnel into the room, although a scream is heard, cut short by several suppressed gunshots. View returns, two individuals lying on a broken coffee table. Syringes and wax bags litter the floor.> Alpha: That ought to do it. Bravo: What the fuck, man. No one said they were our targets! We gotta confirm that shit beforehand. Alpha: They've got powder, though. Foxtrot: Nah, see the stamps? That's heroin. And they've got candles. I heard these guys don't like light. Echo: That was a risky move. Don't be an idiot. Why do you think we're still TFOs? Shit like this. That's why. If you make me wait another year to re-take MTF certs again, I will sneak laxatives into every meal you eat for a year while we wait for the next one. Alpha: I guess I'll just eat out every day for a year, problem solved. Echo: You think that will stop me? I can get fifty part-time jobs. Still less soul-crushing than being stuck in a trap house with you. Alpha: Whew! Echo's got some teeth today! <sighs> Okay, let's keep moving then. Bravo: Also, it's a trap mansion. Alpha: <pointing to Bravo> Trap mansion. What he said. Delta: If you children are done with your bit, I'd love to continue on with our, ya know, mission. At this rate, we'll be spending the holidays here, too. <Silence for fifteen seconds as the group navigates back out into the hallway. Checking the next door over, it is determined to be unlocked but barricaded, and cannot be opened. The same result occurs with the next two. Foxtrot goes to check the opposite side but is stopped by Delta.> Delta: You hear that? <Muffled, unintelligible vocalizations can be heard in the distance.> Foxtrot: It's getting louder. <Sound increases in volume over a period of ten seconds. Soon after, a lone figure is seen crashing down the stairs closest to the group, staggering and swaying, standing, then falling again, apparently unable to keep steady for long. Individual is heavily bandaged around the head and arms.> Bravo: We have someone inbound. Foxtrot: He looks hurt. Or really high. Or both. Alpha: What's your name? <No response is given, instead, the figure continues to babble and clutch its head in distress. It either does not or cannot effectively communicate with Gamma-7.> Delta: What should we do? Look at those bandages. Are you alright? Command: You know our mission parameters. I can't dispatch a medic unless you know they aren't a dash-one. Delta: Don't remind me. Hey buddy, let's see your pupils— <Delta shines her flashlight into the instance's eyes, which begin shaking violently the moment the bright torch touches their respective retinas. The instance of SCP-3335-1 loses motor control with a loud thump, falling unconscious and starting to convulse. It then becomes rigid, emitting a groan as the air is forced out of its lungs, capillaries in its face and eyes bursting as the gauze on its head begins to turn red in splotches. The instance assumes decerebrate posture, indicative of a severe, soon-to-be-fatal brainstem injury, and its painful warping of form ceases shortly thereafter.> Bravo: Well, that was something. Never seen one of those up close before. Fuck me. Echo: I don't want to be here. Bravo: You good? <Echo nods, though he is pale, arms crossed tightly against his stomach in a defensive stance.> Delta: Did I do that? Alpha: Yeah, there was nothing in the briefings about this. They mentioned photosensitivity—Bit of an understatement if this is what they meant. Delta: Uh. You might want to see this. Echo: What is it? Bravo: Oh god, what the hell. <Delta pulls back the bandaging to reveal a set of miscellaneous materials that run in a radial pattern around the individual's head, which is split into several segments along uneven, messy seams. Dried residue suggestive of quick-dry adhesives run their length, as well as a set of inconsistent stitching, supported by the presence of thumbtacks, staples, sewing needles, screws, and broken syringes as an attempt to further secure the pieces in place. The wounds are infected and continue to bleed.> Alpha: Yeah, this guy looks messed up. If I had to guess I'd say he paid for back alley brain surgery, or cracked himself open and tried to put Humpty Dumpty back together using whatever he had laying around the house. Did a shoddy job either way. Delta: These sutures look loose—fuck! <The stitching appears to dislodge, the portion of skin and bone falling away, revealing an open hole into its cranial cavity.> Alpha: Fuck, that's awful. I can see inside his head. Foxtrot: <stifling a gag> Alpha: What— Bravo: Where the fuck is his brain? Where the fuck is it? Alpha: No, there's some left. Looks like its missing about half. One…lobe? Command: Hemisphere. Alpha: Okay… nerd. Echo: <quietly> How… How was this guy still alive? Did he just get the surgery, like, five minutes ago? A few seconds of speculation follows, cut short by another guttural bellow somewhere above Gamma-7. Bravo: I think it's time we took this a little more seriously. Foxtrot: Yeah. Let's head up, not looking to hang around too long. I picked the wrong day to eat three slices of pizza before doing fieldwork. <Silence for ten seconds, followed by the crew's echoing footsteps. Something else is heard moving a ways behind Gamma-7, only audible to Delta, who was situated at the tail end of the group. She turns her camera towards the hallway for a few moments. Detecting nothing, she is seen returning to the rest of her team.> <Gamma-7 approaches the stairwell, ascending to the second floor landing, maneuvering around large boxes and furniture that cover the stairs as a poorly-constructed barricade. A few items require relocation further down the stairs, which is accomplished with some effort.> <The second floor is accessed, a narrow hallway compared to the previous, though the residences themselves are likely larger; the maintenance areas from the ground floor are not present here and the apartment doors are noticeably farther apart. Foxtrot throws up a hand sign to his teammates, who immediately stop moving at the command. After a moment, he turns to face the group.> Alpha: What is it? Foxtrot: Smell that? Bravo: Smells like death. Still hungry, Alf? Alpha: What do you think? Delta: This door is ajar. What's that? <An image resembling a Celtic knot can be seen on the off-white door, painted on with a reddish-brown pigment.> Alpha: I see it. Weapons ready, everyone. Bravo: Watch your step. <The team passes the threshold into a trashed apartment. It appears recently lived in.> Alpha: Alright. Three doors. Bravo, Foxtrot, you come with me. Delta, Echo, check out those two. Echo: You got it. Bravo: Quiet now. <Ambient background noise is picked up for the next thirty seconds. Alpha, Bravo, and Foxtrot venture into a hallway and disappear from view. Delta and Echo are seen entering the decrepit living space and dining area on the opposite side, determining them both to be empty. Large portions of the furniture and walls have been smashed or torn apart. All light sources have been removed, as well as their fixtures and any wiring which would have connected them to a power source.> Delta: Clear over here. Looks like someone tried to redecorate with a sledgehammer. Echo: Same. Alpha: Okay. Foxtrot, check the bedroom. Bravo, cover the bathroom. Bravo: Got it. Foxtrot: We got bodies in here, yo. <The camera feed confirms this claim as Echo and Delta rejoin Alpha and Foxtrot in the master bedroom; a number of individuals are seen laying across the moldy floor and against the unkempt bed.> Alpha: More dash-ones. Are they dead? Foxtrot: No bandages on the heads. Wrists though… Bravo: Bathroom is clear, albeit disgusting. Mirror is smashed through. Foxtrot: Still alive, shallow breathing though, even lower heart rate. Probably comatose— <Bravo enters the room, shining his flashlight in the direction of Foxtrot. The beam illuminates the still faces of two instances of SCP-3335-1, who immediately awaken, eyes in rapid nystagmus for a moment. Another moment passes, and both pairs are fixed on Foxtrot. Bravo panics and attempts to disable his flashlight, fumbling and dropping the object, causing further commotion. A scream is heard, followed by a sharp whine emanating from Foxtrot's microphone.> Foxtrot: Bravo! You son of a— Alpha: Get out of the way! Bravo: Shit—! Foxtrot: Fuck—get em off me, agh! <Affected individuals are heard vocalizing in near-harmony, deviating only to express extreme emotion with no cohesive pattern or inciting cause. One appears to be attempting to pull its own arm off of Foxtrot, but fails to do so. The agent's pleas for help are drowned out by a gurgling sound. Alpha is heard firing rounds into the figures, although they do not seem deterred.> SCP-3335-1: <in approximate unison> Flesh cleaved in two. Two. Mind cleaved to one. One. Help. Help. Help. Help! Let us out! <Coughing and sputtering is heard. Delta and Echo rush into the room, camera revealing Foxtrot underneath two SCP-3335-1 instances, who are pinning him down. Both have the same extensive bandaging, though they begin to gnaw at their own wrists with coordination and purpose. Foxtrot thrashes harder but remains immobilized.> Bravo: Jesus fuck! Foxtrot: <choking and gasping> Delta: What the hell are they doing—? Foxtrot: <wet coughing>—Shoot! Shoot them! <Struggle, more gunfire, then quiet. Foxtrot is heard panting and coughing.> Bravo: You alright? Foxtrot: No, I'm not fucking alright! Did you see that?! Oh g-god—<vomits> Command: What happened? I could barely see your feed. Alpha: Drugheads, came to life without warning. They were all over Foxy here. Damn things were bleeding everywhere. They pinned him down. Foxtrot: <gagging> I-It bled into my m-mouth. Alpha: What? <Alpha turns his light towards Foxtrot's face to see him ejecting more red-tinged slurry. He coughs and gags further before answering.> Foxtrot: The fucking thing wrung out its wrists into my mouth! Fuck— <Bandages on the attackers' arms are torn away, blood flowing freely out of deep lacerations on the wrists. Fresh scratches are seen on the arm from its other hand, which has skin and blood under its fingernails.> Alpha: Oh, that's vile. <pauses> How come these guys could talk and move like that? Delta: More questions. None of which I want answers to. Alpha: Charlie, you need to report that Foxtrot may have had contact with the chemical agent in question. Likelihood of contamination unknown. Command: <pauses> U-Understood. Suggesting evac for Foxtrot, followed by standard decontamination procedures for the rest of you. I'll make a case for Foxy but we all know what they said about exposure. <The room is silent for a moment.> Alpha: Good plan, Charlie. Let's regroup— <A large commotion is heard from the stairwell, along with sounds of structural collapse. Alpha steps back into the hall briefly to see the boxes and furniture replaced by a cloud of dust. When the particles settle, it becomes clear that the decrepit stairs have collapsed.> Command: Everything okay in there? Seismic sensors just blipped. Alpha: Yeah, the stairwell ate it, though. At least we got another. Command: Yep, opposite end of the building, as you know. I've sent some recovery agents in to ensure a clear route for y'all. Ah—<pauses> Okay. Abernathy says there's a bunch of garbage and furniture in the other stairwell, but it is intact. They're working on clearing it out as we speak. Alpha: Yeesh. Alright. Maybe we could get to the roof? Some of the nearby buildings looked close enough, but I wouldn't bank on the fire escape being up to code. Foxtrot: Either way, I don't want to be just sitting around, waiting to turn. Alpha: If you turn. You're not the lightweight of the group, right? <indicates to the teammate on his left> Echo: What's that supposed to mean? Alpha: Not surprised you don't remember. Though, I'm sure housekeeping remembered having to remodel our hotel bathroom. Echo: It was one party. I had skipped lunch…and breakfast. Command: You're cleared to continue if you so choose. Be safe and sober out there. Foxtrot: <chuckles> Yeah. Right. I'm okay, I'm okay. Let's keep going. Alpha: Alright, Charlie. We're gonna continue for now. Keep us posted about egress. Command: You got it. Talk to you soon. Alpha: <pulling Foxtrot to his feet> Can't stop a Watchman. Bravo: Damn fucking straight. <Gamma-7 moves out into the hallway once more, inspecting the remaining doors on their current floor and revealing them all to be empty, and in similar states of disrepair. Echo notes a pleasant greeting of 'Hello :)' spray-painted on one of the doors.> Echo: I guess someone's got a sense of humor. Or maybe they really are that friendly. Alpha: Don't know which I hate more. <Nearing the last functioning set of stairs, the team finds a spacious yet cramped domicile unlocked, possessing signs of more recent activity; dozens of boxes of varying contents, primarily medical and surgical supplies, fill much of the apartment's floorspace. Ledgers of messy handwriting litter the kitchen table, along with diagrams of the human brain, scored with various marks and denotations.> Foxtrot: They're surgery notes, for removing a part of the brain. And… <pauses> And modifying the nervous system to let one hemisphere take advantage of this criss-crossy thing here. <The agent indicates to a diagram explaining how one hemisphere of the brain is responsible for motor control functions for the opposite half of the body. A series of tightly-bound nerve fibres form a rough chiasm across the brainstem.> Bravo: I'm no neurosurgeon, but doesn't operating on a brain require like… extreme accuracy and a completely sterile workspace? I don't think we can even reconnect a brain in the right way once it's severed. Echo: Yeah, this is way outside of our collective understanding of neuroscience. There might be something worth something to the lab coats in here, or it could all be anomalous parlor tricks. Alpha: Amateur science project? <looking at the notes> Or the key to unlocking the secrets of the human mind? Who knows. I'll grab em anyway, why not. <glancing at each page as he begins stowing them in his bag.> Some of this stuff has to be made up, <pauses> 'Basal ganglia'? I'm pretty sure if I showed you my basal ganglia, I'd get reported to HR. Echo: I'm gonna ignore that. Alpha: <inspecting a document with hand drawn diagrams and notes, on the topic of rewiring "foreign" neurons and synapses together> Gah, I can't even read this chicken scratch. My kid could've done better than this. <The rest of Gamma-7 looks over at him.> Alpha: What? Bravo: You have a child? Alpha: What, did I not tell you? It doesn't matter anyway, it was a slip of the tongue. Delta: Huh? Alpha: I don't mix work and personal life. Not in this profession. Echo: I tell you guys everything. All my dirty little secrets. Alpha: You do? What a boring life. Echo: Yowch. Alpha: Hey, whatever mistakes I make in my spare time, and the unfortunate consequences of those mistakes, are noneya. What are we gonna do next, exchange photos of our pets on their birthdays? Have an office sweater party? Foxtrot: Don't knock it until you try it. You'll never know if you never find out. <The team goes quiet. Gamma-7 makes their way to the master bedroom, spotting two individuals occupying the center of the room. One is hanging from a noose made of electrical wires tied into knots, fed through a hole in the ceiling, which is secured around a wooden support beam. It's eyes are bulging and bloodshot.> Bravo: Poor bastard. <Another lies on the bed, which is saturated with blood, with layers of rust-colored stains hidden underneath fresh red colouration. On the nightstands, used surgical equipment is piled in a heap. This SCP-3335-1 instance is alive, but just barely; it breathes shallowly, skin blue, possessing the head bandages of other recently-observed brain surgeries, with levels of craftsmanship expected. However, something may have gone awry during the procedure, as this SCP-3335-1 possesses a hastily-performed tracheostomy; a small, plastic tube extends from an incision in its neck, allowing it to breathe while the nose and mouth may have been unable to provide clear route. The empty bottles next to the creature's limp body and its red-tinged lips suggest an inability to multitask. Several additional water bottles are found around them, filled with a sickly, dark liquid.> Alpha: Damn. At least this will be easy. Keep your distance, though. <After termination, Gamma-7 proceeds out again to the front stairway, which appears to have been remodeled sometime in recent decades. Lights moving through the detritus downstairs confirm the presence of Anomalous Recovery Agent Abernathy, whose team is waiting on chains and a hoist to dislodge a large safe blocking the first floor path. The group decides to continue progressing onto the top level.> Bravo: I think I know where the smell is coming from. <The third floor landing comes into view, which is of similar layout to the second on first glance, with the added remains of several individuals piled in the far corner. All appear to have undergone the same head trauma, with varying degrees of repair. Flies can be seen swarming around the bodies, a writhing mass of maggots infesting the cranial cavity of one unlucky cadaver. Foxtrot is heard vomiting off camera.> Alpha: Sensitive stomach there, foxman? Foxtrot: Can't help it, all I can taste is copper, rot, and digested pizza. Alpha: Point taken. Bravo: Here— have some water. Echo: —Agh! <Camera wheels around to show Echo staring back down the stairwell. Delta walks back and aims the camera downward into the space.> Delta: What? What was it? Echo: Someone was behind us. Alpha: Alright, stay alert. Bravo, go ahead and check the second floor for any signs we're being followed. Don't venture off too far. Terminate first, ask questions later. None of this moralistic bullshit; as far as I am concerned, it's kill or be killed from here on out. The rest of you, let's start trying doors. Bravo: You got it. <The agents are seen attempting to access the apartments, most of which are barricaded from the inside to a degree that would require plastic charges to clear, which could cause critical damage to the structural integrity of the building. Instead, Gamma-7 continues on.> Bravo: Stairwell clear. Must have run off. Alpha: Alright no problem, let's try this one— <A scream is heard coming from the far end of the hall, followed by some dampened vocalizations.> Alpha: New plan. Let's go. <The team silently makes their way to the door, which is locked.> Alpha: Echo, get this lock here. Echo: Mhm. <After a moment, Echo bypasses the lock and pushes the door open.> Echo: Oh my god. <Camera comes into the view of the doorway, revealing the floor to be littered with SCP-3335-1 instances, at least twenty. All appear unconscious or dead. Blood coats the ground. In the corner, two individuals are hooked up to intravenous lines, seemingly used to siphon blood into buckets. Makeshift chemistry equipment and paraphernalia are noted, along with large containers of powder assumed to be SCP-3335, coolers, ice machines, and shipping/packing materials. One wall has been torn down, originally separating itself from the barricaded apartment next door.> <Echo steps into the room and carefully navigates around the bodies, the rest follow suit. He pauses as soon as his head is able to look around the corner into the kitchen and, subsequently, the open hole into the next unit.> Echo: Bodies just keep going into the other unit. I guess this is where everyone went. Wonder if more of the units are like this. Alpha: <hushed> The hell is this, some sort of hive…? Bravo: It looks more like a two-in-one chemlab and trafficking depot. Echo: They're extracting the stuff using… communal blood buckets. Delta: God, that's fucking nasty. I vote we torch this whole complex and get the hell out of dodge, I want to go back and take a shower. Alpha: That's starting to sound like the only sensible idea. Let's finish up, I don't think there is much more to learn here, but we need to know for sure before we demolish the place. Some rooms up here. Bravo: —Also, this might not be the best time to point this out but is that smoky smell getting worse? Alpha: No, you're right. And it doesn't smell the same. It's… more acrid. <Sounds of movement are heard coming from another room in the apartment. Alpha gestures towards it, he and Delta slowly making their way around the bodies and through the kitchen, where more chemistry equipment is set up, the apparent purpose being reducing blood into paste, then subsequently into powder. A few test batches are seen strewn about the countertops.> Delta: Tweaking the formula? <Once through, the two head into the bedroom. Alpha is seen crossing the threshold and disappearing out of view. The camera reveals a single instance of SCP-3335-1 convulsing on the floor.> Alpha: <sighs> Alright. <whispering> Let's douse this place. <Bravo is seen producing a small container of accelerant from his pack. He starts to pour it on the floor but stops when a lone figure steps slowly out from the shadows. The rest of the group raises their weapons at the stranger, who raises his hands in response.>10 POI-3335: Easy now. I really suggest you reconsider your course of action. Alpha: Identify yourself. POI-3335: If you shoot, you will be responsible for the death of everyone on your team, and dozens of lives laying peacefully around us. Pursue your other options, for a new world awaits all of us, and it is approaching quickly. If you lay down your weapons now, you can avoid your planned obsolescence. Alpha: You're in no position to threaten us. Explain yourself. What have you done to these people? How—? POI-3335: I did nothing, and I am not threatening you. I am only a middleman in this transaction, a mere messenger of the danger you are in. Your window is closing. <The figure steps towards the group, keeping his hands raised as Alpha trains his sights on the man's face, causing him to lift them higher.> Please, listen to me! You are surrounded by containers for one of two products, or one half of one supply. They also chose to be here. It is their duty. To their community. Do you know your duty? <Gamma-7 does not react, unsure of how to gauge POI-3335's demeanor. When he speaks again, he reasserts his question with incommensurate anger which does not help the assessment.> POI-3335: Well?! Delta: We have to stop your operation. This is… too much. Bravo: It's fucked up, is what it is! POI-3335: You are mistaken. Our methods scare you, understandably, because they are unrecognizable. But they are voluntary, and necessary. Echo: Bullshit. Foxy didn't volunteer for this. They pinned him down! They bled in his mouth! POI-3335: <looking to Foxtrot, smiling, hands lowering slowly as he approaches> Ah, right. I knew it was you. I smelled it in your bloodstream. Paradise is being writ to inside of your skull. Others will not see it until your mind is twisted back to reflect upon the limitations of Form, and the worlds within. <Foxtrot gives a respectful nod, dropping his gun and pulling off his dark toque. His once-bushy hair is now shaven, replaced by a circular pre-operative guide marking drawn in a dashed line around the side of the agent's head. He kneels proudly. Alpha lowers his firearm, keeping it pointed in POI-3335's direction.> Foxtrot: I did it. I brought them. Get me out. Delta: <panicked> What? What are you talking about?! We saw you nearly choke to death, y-you didn't, you couldn't have wanted that! POI-3335: Of course not, who would? An unfortunate coincidence. <to Foxtrot> It wasn't your fault, remember. Your 'friend' was cavalier with his flashlight and you paid the price. But you will get used to the taste, I just wish it was on your terms. <to Delta> Foxtrot—or Randall, as I know him—and I have a preexisting relationship. He wanted a ticket to the Migration, and, to his credit, knew exactly what he needed to do to get there. <to Foxtrot, caressing his forehead> You did exceptionally. The rest of you should have stayed away. But of course you couldn't. <pauses> You all have yet to realize that you cannot turn back from here. That there are no retakes. These days mark the end the Foundation's edema within the Flesh. I'm sorry it has to be this way. Your employers trample on a plan far larger than you know, right as it closes in on them, on you. And interfering with a global trafficking operation run by clairvoyants is bad for your health. Isn't that right, [IDENTITY REMOVED]? Alpha: <eyes widening> The fuck did you just call me? POI-3335: Your name. Well, one of them. We know a great deal about you. <Delta, Bravo, and Echo all turn to look at Alpha, who does not acknowledge their glances but raises his weapon again. He appears frightened and angry. After a moment, a Foundation-issue handheld transceiver on the kitchen counter crackles, along with Gamma-7's comms.> Command: Hey, what's up guys, sorry about the delay, needed to take a piss and couldn't find a bathroom, what's going on—oh holy shit—<rustling as the headset is displaced from Command's head and deposited some distance away.>—fuck fuck fuck, where's the goddamn situation manual!—oh-<the sound of tires swerving on asphalt, followed by a loud crash>—Ugh… fuck, ahh, my head, ah, hi, sorry! Didn't see you turning there. Yeah, really sorry, emergency though, gotta, gotta go, sorry, yes insurance card, yeah. Fuck, lemme get… wait, I just—I need—I just need to—to handle-I said-I NEED TO HANDLE SOMETHING FIRST PLEASE! Jesus. Uh, shit-shit-okay-There!—<pages turning>—w-would this be "D" for "double-cross"…? Or, no—"P" for "Personal info leak"?-or is-is it "T" for "teammate assimilation scenario"…or… no, no, no…<sirens>—Ah, fuck. I gotta go.<communication ends> POI-3335: Ahem. We know so very much about all of you. None of you are free from criticism. Bravo: Do we have to take him in alive? I'm beginning to lose patience with this guy. POI-3335: Ah, yes. Of course you would be the one to do so. You've lost your patience with so many people. Did they all deserve it? You tell me… or maybe you don't have to. Maybe they're already here. <POI-3335 glances amongst the bodies on the tile and carpet> Bravo: Fuck you. Delta: Stop! Don't let him get under your skin. POI-3335: Oh, ever the realist, aren't you? Always pragmatic. Do you remember why you joined the Foundation, hm? That bright future, thrown away for chemical bliss and long-sleeve shirts to hide the track marks. Do your teammates know? Perhaps the irony of your assignment would not be lost on them. <Delta goes silent.> Echo: <to Delta> I thought you transferred in after university… right? <Her teammate doesn't respond, camera view shaking lightly in response to her words.> Alpha: Get to your point. POI-3335: Of course. Your judgement is built on hypocrisy, your careers built on lies told to drown out the pain of your mistakes. Meanwhile, there are buildings like these right under your noses, all over the world. You and your kin look down on these places and the people within with pity and disgust, you demonize us as criminals and write us off as lost. We embrace each other, give opportunity to prove one's worth. <pointing at the bodies nearby>. These people have purpose! The folks on the ground around you, they work tirelessly to realize our collective vision. They're searching. Even as we speak. Collecting data. Building mental dossiers. Compiling lists. Learning names. And yet, none of these minds will ever see Paradise. They do this for those that will, fully aware of their position. They have given their lives to their other halves. It is their duty. Alpha: Your paradise and mine are not the same. And what of these people after they have served their purpose, then? You abandon them. POI-3335: We do not abandon anyone. They disembark by choice. See for yourself. If you must. <POI-3335 indicates to a large pantry to Alpha's right. The remainder of the team keeps their weapons pointed at the figure, while Alpha very cautiously approaches the doors. Delta eases her way over as Alpha pulls the bifold doors in opposite directions, revealing its contents with a fearful, manic confusion.> Delta: More questions. Alpha: Ones I no longer want to know the answers to. <Camera trains downward on a dark, square hole cut into the floor, descending into darkness, the glow of hazy, sick-smelling smoke drifts upwards, approximately two stories above where the foyer would be. Alpha reels.> POI-3335: Quick, effective. Not everything in this world is pretty, but mercy can be beautiful. Alpha: That's putrid. What the hell is this? POI-3335: Disposal. Chemical synthesis produces waste materials, byproducts, excess reagents… and yet. What's still harder to dispose of than toxic carcinogens? Delta: You… You mean— POI-3335: I don't choose for them. They prefer to slough off their flesh over living in the status quo you seek to maintain. They happily do so, as it is their duty. And Randall has given up his vessel to be my next avatar, in time. <Echo leaves the room upon learning this information, visibly unwell. Bravo simply stares at the the wall in front of him, jaw clenched with indignant anger.> Alpha: Who are you, really? <The POI-3335 does not respond.> Alpha: Answer the question. Alpha: Who are you? POI-3335: I'm the herald. Alpha: The Harold? Is that your name? <POI-3335 laughs, then groans as if in pain, clutching its abdomen.> POI-3335: The herald. With an e. Alpha: The herald of what? <POI-3335's expression is unclear.> POI-3335: I am herald of the Source. Of two in one. Cognitive dissonance in bisected planes. I oversee, I guide, and I prepare. I bring messages of hope and bifurcated gifts and relief from the pain of this world. I am herald of a new mode of existence. I birth wasted matter from cages of bone, I sing them lullabies to quell their aching neurons. My name is Sicadîn. Ixtab. Charon. Muut. Anubis. Tarakeshwara. Xolotl. Herald to the Source. I am home to those that sleep standing up, to the living dead. I deliver them to worlds of Paradise. You can join us too if you so desire. But you have to make the choice. Alpha: What choice? POI-3335: The process is perfect. Minds are not. You have receded, specialized, commodified. The world needs not realms of exclusivity. It needs not gated pathways to higher states of Man. It needs open roads that lead to everywhere, where all those places lead as well. Opportunity to spread outward infinitely, a ripple through a cosmic ocean of our own design. And yet, you've grown fat on the secretions of divide. Your absence of pain has become worth its displacement and not its shared burden. But pain is inevitable. Weakness is a choice. So, your choice is whether or not you are weak. Paradise is open to all, should they seek it. Are you willing to give up your most precious gifts to get there? You will miss them, but they will be with you always, in partition. Alpha: And, what, to you, are my most precious gifts? POI-3335: Not to me, to all. If I give you a choice to live one of two transections of existence, which would you choose? Knowing the face of your daughter or being able to speak her name? Knowing how you felt about her or knowing exactly how old she was when she was taken from you? Alpha: Sick trick trying to get me emotionally invested. POI-3335: To sacrifice these things is the most selfless of acts. To hold on to the pain of your loss just to keep her alive is selfish. She can only exist in Paradise. In here. <entity points to its own temple> Alpha: Here's what I think. <Alpha fires a shot into POI-3335's head, which pierces its target and does not exit the opposite side. The entity falls roughly onto the tiles, groaning loudly as the remaining life fades from its body. Foxtrot stares at the fresh corpse in shock, which enables the second shot from Alpha's gun to easily contact the back of his neck, killing him instantly.> Alpha: Typical Sarkic charlatans. I know a grift when I see one. Alright. Bravo, finish dousing this place and light it up. I'll deal with the paperwork. Bravo: You got it. Everyone good? <None of the present agents reply, but move to the door in unison. Bravo pours the rest of the accelerant in a line towards the door as he backs out, lighting a match.> Bravo: Burn in hell. Alpha: Outbound. Let's go, I could use a cigarette and a hose down. <Tossing the match, Bravo turns and leaves as the fire starts to spread. Gamma-7's egress was largely uneventful and has been redacted from this document for brevity. The remaining members of Gamma-7 returned onsite without incident.> <END LOG> INCIDENT LOG 3335.4: Situational Update In the week following the events of this mission, all members of TFO Gamma-7 were found dead in their places of residence. In addition, immediate family members of those involved have been reported missing, none of which have been recovered. SCP-3335 field operations reassigned to MTF Pi-1. INCIDENT LOG 3335.5: SCP-3335-1 Emergent Event III Surveillance of the New York City area revealed a large, abandoned textile factory which was being used by SCP-3335-1 instances as a nest. Upon termination of SCP-3335-1, autopsies confirm the removal of one side of the brain (hemispherectomy). In addition, several unidentified hemispheres were recovered from the building, having been removed and carefully reconnected to one another in chains using an unknown but highly sophisticated procedure. Nerve endings in the brainstem were found to have been "rewired" to those of the others. One RFID-enabled cerebral implant was approved for use in interpolating data from the structure. 392 ms after activation of the implant, the structure underwent a complete cessation of brain activity. A series of images and garbled tones were constructed from the data received, which can be found below. _ ACCESS RECOVERED DATA? The exact meaning of the above media, if such exists, remains unknown. Footnotes 1. THANATOS: The amount of risk this anomaly can produce/is producing is largely dependent on humanity's willingness to interact with it. 2. Anonymous media sharing app often used to solicit personal encounters and/or illegal goods and services. 3. Fentanyl is a highly dangerous synthetic opioid fifty times more potent than heroin. 4. Slang term for methoxetamine, a non-anomalous compound of similar effect. 5. Used as a treatment for drug-resistant, life-threatening epilepsy. Involves severing the corpus callosum, a bundle of approximately 300M neuronal axons that runs the length between cerebral hemispheres, enabling communication and coordination between the two. 6. Confabulation is the tendency for the human mind to retroactively justify its current state using plausible-sounding yet entirely false information, without intent to deceive, and usually as a means of reconciling discrepancies in internal narrative. 7. Following the events of this mission, field operations regarding SCP-3335 are to be handled by Mobile Task Force Pi-1 ("City Slickers"). 8. Personally-identifying info redacted for security reasons. 9. Field slang for a dose of amnestics. See also: forget-me-now, degausser, etcetera. 10. 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SCP-3336 | keter | Item #: SCP-3336 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3336 is not contained and is considered to have breached Foundation control the moment it manifested. The Ethics Committee has ruled against suppression of SCP-3336 from public perception using global application of amnestics. Current procedures are focused primarily on research. Relevant press is to be monitored internationally. MTF Rho-11 (“Tissue Box”) is assigned to investigating persons with plausible explanations for and/or connections to SCP-3336, with responsibilities including detaining, interrogating, and supplying amnestics, or in appropriate cases, integrating into Foundation efforts. SCP-3336-A is to be monitored by at least one Foundation agent at all times. Currently, Agent Sean Bat is stationed with the Bayarsaikhan family to report any anomalies displayed by SCP-3336-A immediately to the Foundation. Description: SCP-3336 refers to the event of global simultaneous sternutation taking place on 16/04/2014 at 2155 hours UTC, where every conscious organism capable of sneezing did so at the same time. No proof has been provided of any capable organism being unaffected by SCP-3336. There have been no anomalies found to be specific to the sneezes caused by SCP-3336. Statistical impossibility aside, SCP-3336 theoretically could have occurred without anomalous interference. World press has confirmed 78 civilian deaths worldwide, mostly due to traffic accidents. An additional 4 lab accidents causing 12 fatalities among Foundation personnel happened due to the brief break in staff attention invariably caused by sternutation. SCP-3336 occurred during a containment breach of SCP-████; however, all research conducted has found the incident to be coincidental. All situations regarding containment in the wake of SCP-3336 have since been handled. No cause has been found to be responsible for SCP-3336. Interviews conducted with sufficiently suspicious persons have provided no full closure as to the reason for SCP-3336. Theories on SCP-3336 in the public largely attribute the event to religious deities, secret society/military superweapons, or extraterrestrial life. No groups or persons of interest have confessed to responsibility or inside knowledge of SCP-3336. SCP-3336-A is a herd of 23 reindeer owned by the Bayarsaikhan family in northern Mongolia. 15 days prior to SCP-3336, the entire herd sneezed at once. This was caught on camera by filmmaker Joshua Hu shooting for a documentary on the Dukha people, who posted the footage online shortly after SCP-3336. This attracted Foundation attention, and Mr. Hu's claim was promptly verified. Agent Sean Bat was then sent to meet with the Bayarsaikhan family. The family proved cooperative, allowing Agent Sean Bat to remain with the family to monitor SCP-3336-A for any anomalies, acting as a possible warning system for SCP-3336 and/or SCP-3336-like events. Addendum 3336-1: + Interview 280414 - Interview 280414 Interviewed: Allison Shein Interviewer: Researcher Kendall Loren Date: 28 April 2014 Foreword: Ms. Shein attracted public attention in wake of SCP-3336 for writing a short story describing a fictional version of the same event with the exception of only humans in the story being forced to sneeze. She wrote the piece for a high school writing class and turned it in the day prior to SCP-3336, also sharing it with friends and classmates. One of her friends posted about the coincidence online, leading to the story going viral. The Foundation contacted her through an SCP journalist front for interview. <Begin Log> Loren: Thank you for agreeing to an interview this evening. Shein: Oh, no problem. Never thought I'd be important enough to have an interview. Loren: What was your inspiration for writing the short story? Shein: A passing grade, mainly. I haven't really written fiction before, the only reason I was writing fiction in the first place was because my English class wanted us to write short stories. I was brainstorming in class for something to write about, when a classmate and I both sneezed at the same time. This was around 2 weeks before the big sneeze, like, actually happened. It wasn't all too extraordinary, especially since the two of us were known for our allergies, and with it being spring, and with our teacher deciding to have class outside that day. But that was the inspiration: I wanted to take that to the next level: everybody sneezing, not just two people. I thought it would be fun to explore how the world would react to such a ridiculous event. I guess we're living in that world now. Loren: Can you recall where you were and what you were doing when everybody sneezed? Shein: Yeah. I got home from band practice and was eating dinner with my sister. I ended up spitting out some carrots because of how unexpected it was while she was talking about her day. The unexpectedness and her not having allergies and being healthy at the time made it much more weird than the synchronized sneeze in class two weeks before. Then we noticed social media was blowing up and saw a few of those first few viral videos, like the one of that Swedish metal band sneezing mid-concert, along with the audience. That's when I started to think I have superpowers. Loren: And do you have superpowers? Shein: I'm pretty sure. I mean, it must have been a pretty big coincidence to have happened like that, right? Not to brag or anything, but I don't think anybody else has written about this idea before I did, and basically right after I finished it, it actually happened. Loren: Have you tried writing any more stories since then? Shein: Of course I have! I wrote about winning the lottery, then the next day I bought a ticket. I won a hundred dollars. I wrote about finding my true love, and an old friend texted me a few days later to catch up. Loren: Are those the only stories you've attempted writing? Shein: Well, no, I wrote a lot more than that. You show a girl that what she writes comes true and of course she's going to try to get everything for herself. Not all of it seemed to have an impact though. I tried small things, like a story about the radio only playing songs that I like, which didn't happen, and also about my Amazon order coming early, which also didn't happen. Another that didn't work was a story about a book falling off of the bookshelf in my room, which hasn't happened… so far. I also wrote about my dad being nice to me for once, which obviously didn't work out. I've tried a whole bunch of stuff. Maybe my powers ran out by changing the whole world, or something, and then trying to find true love and money. <End Log> Closing statement: The contents of the interview above were posted to the Foundation front website southcarolinapress.com. The interview effectively ended after Ms. Shein's description of her failed attempts at recreating her apparent anomalies, with Loren branching off to recruit Shein for experimentation. She readily cooperated, and after six months of trial no anomalies of Shein's could be reproduced. After being shown beyond reasonable doubt to be a completely normal young woman, Shein was decommissioned from Foundation operations. Surveillance of Allison Shein will continue for the foreseeable future in case of any renewal of confirmed anomalous abilities. The text Ms. Shein mentioned in the interview did not amount to anything significant. + Interview 050614 - Interview 050614 Interviewed: Reverend Florian Pichler Interviewer: Agent Monica Storch Date: 5 June 2014 Foreword: Reverend Florian Pichler, a Protestant minister in the municipality of Pfeffenhausen, Germany, has attracted Foundation attention by predicting apocalyptic events in the spring of 2014, claiming to have had sermons touching on the subject reaching back to 2006. Pichler has largely gone unnoticed by social media given the large amount of religious press following SCP-3336, but the supposedly prophetic nature of the minister prompted the Foundation to investigate. Pichler was contacted and a meeting was arranged between him and Agent Monica Storch, a Rho-11 operative sent for her fluency in German and Protestant background. The following interview has been translated into English for convenience. <Begin Log> Pichler: Thank you for flying all the way here for my teachings. I'm so happy that my message is reaching more people, especially in the age we live in today. Storch: It's my pleasure. I guess you could say it- Pichler: That it was God who guided you my way? Storch: You stole the words right out of my mouth. Pichler: I do have clairvoyant tendencies, you know. Storch: And that's why I wanted to come speak to you. I want to know more about you and your prophecy. Pichler: What would you like to know? Storch: I'd like to know how you knew about the sneeze. Pichler: Oh, that's simple. I received messages from the Lord himself. Storch: And how did He reach you? Pichler: Slowly. Very slowly. He started by giving me only brief visions of mass pestilence across the globe in 2003, which I kept to myself. Over the first few years of contact I saw thousands of people lying in ruin, pale and emaciated, in the aftermath of some horrible, horrible disease. He made it clear to me that this is the future, that I am certain of. The only trouble was the question: 'When is this going to happen?' Storch: Matthew 24:36, 'But about that day or hour no one knows, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father.' Pichler: That I am aware of, as I knew not the day or hour. What I did know, however, was the season, as stated in 1 Thessalonians 5:1-6. As God fearing followers of Christ we have the insight necessary to stay wary of the return of the Lord. God in His messages to me told me it would be soon, and as the time of the sneeze approached my certainty grew stronger. Storch: Did you have any messages sent to you about the sneeze, specifically? Pichler: Ah, plenty. The visions of pestilence, for one, have an obvious relationship with sneezing. But even stronger so, and you're going to have to take my word for this, the Sunday service I held just prior to the sneeze itself had seven of the attendees sneeze at once during prayer. At first I thought that might have been the defining event of my visions, confirmation of what was to come, but we all know nothing could possibly compare to what happened just a few days later. And my personal certainty of the coming of the end did not climax until everybody sneezed at once that Wednesday! In fact, I was completely alone when it happened, but I instantly knew it was no ordinary sneeze. Storch: So what's going to happen now that we've received this sign from God? Pichler: We wait in absolute certainty of a coming of Christ. No being out there is powerful enough to do what every single person just witnessed but God Himself, and for what reason would He do that? To toy with us? No, God is above that, He created this event to test us on our faith. Only those who deserve hellfire are the ones who deny God's obvious involvement in the most inexplicable event in recent history. What else could it be? Storch: Do you have any idea when the end will truly be upon us? Pichler: The sneeze was God's last word to me; I haven't heard from him since, so I have no other words but "soon". As you have brought to notice, it's impossible for us to know exactly when Christ will return, but the signs are here. Now we must wait. <End Log> Closing Statement: After the interview, Agent Storch reached out to several attendees of Reverend Pichler's service held on 13/04/2014. All eyewitnesses gave roughly matching accounts of the event described by Pichler. Agent Storch has arranged to keep in touch with Reverend Pichler for any relevant prophetic developments. At the writing of this article, Pichler has yet to give any updates pertinent to SCP-3336. Addendum 3336-2: + Note from Dr. Von Hacht - Note from Dr. Von Hacht I realize it may seem like we're grasping at straws here, because we are, but that's fine. Given the circumstances, all relevant findings to SCP-3336 are invaluable. Any anomaly that is by its very nature apparent to the public eye undermines everything we work towards here at the Foundation. We are here to protect the world at large, and now we're left with a world in fright. We have witnessed an anomaly that has proven powerful enough to reach out to all life on Earth in an instant; what damage might it be able to cause beyond a mere sneeze? If we can find something, anything that points to an origin of SCP-3336, we might find ourselves with one less apocalypse to worry about. God bless us all. Dr. Von Hacht ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3336" by towwl, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3336. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-3337 | safe | 1/3337 LEVEL 1/3337 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-3337 Special Containment Procedures: On May 23, the museum or gallery indicated on the previous year's instance of SCP-3337-3 is to be temporarily closed to the public; an appropriate cover story should be chosen by the Head Containment Specialist at least three months prior to the event. Any possible manifestation sites on the exterior of the building should be made inaccessible; if there are no interior manifestation sites, then an exterior site should be chosen to minimize visibility and the ground beneath the site should be screened from view. The remains of SCP-3337-2 instances should be examined by a Foundation coroner within at least one week of the event and then incinerated; SCP-3337-3 instances are to be removed, scanned, and stored in Site-28's Minimum Security Document Storage. Description: SCP-3337 is a phenomenon that occurs every May 23rd in a gallery or museum within the continental United States which meets certain criteria; galleries and museums which meet these criteria are to be considered potential instances of SCP-3337-1. Instances of SCP-3337-1 must primarily exhibit art created in the 20th and 21st centuries; at least one piece of artwork exhibited in an SCP-3337-1 instance must have been the subject of significant controversy at the time of its initial exhibition; and an SCP-3337-1 instance must have a balcony, atrium, open stairwell, or window which is accessible to the public and is at least three stories above the ground, referred to in this document as a manifestation site. Around 11:30 AM on May 23rd, an instance of SCP-3337-2 will appear in an unobserved location in or around a single SCP-3337-1 instance. Instances of SCP-3337-2 are female humans, genetically and physically identical to Luisa Bellocchio, the presumed creator of SCP-3337, an anomalous artist active in Italy and New York City in the late 1970s and early 1980s; each SCP-3337-2 instance is dressed in a white t-shirt and blue jeans, the brand and manufacturer of which vary between instances. If the SCP-3337-2 instance manifests outside of the gallery or museum, it will enter and present a membership card1 or pre-printed entry ticket, where applicable; all instances will proceed to the highest accessible manifestation site, place an instance of SCP-3337-3 on the nearest blank wall, and commit suicide by jumping from the site. Instances of SCP-3337-3 are curatorial labels, identical in style and material to other curatorial labels within the SCP-3337-1 instance. Apart from slight differences in presentation, each instance of SCP-3337-3 contains essentially the same information2; each instance will also identify the next year's instance of SCP-3337-1, usually as the institution that sold or loaned the artwork to the current year's SCP-3337-1 instance. Preventing SCP-3337-2 instances from committing suicide has so far proved impossible. SCP-3337-2 instances are partially intangible prior to death; they are able to pass through closed doors and barricades that would prevent them from accessing manifestation sites, although they will choose an accessible site over an inaccessible site if only some sites have been blocked, and once an instance has reached a manifestation site, they can become intangible to any individuals who try to prevent their suicide and to preventative measures such as netting that would prevent their death. Addendum 3337-A: Sample SCP-3337-3 Text Instance recovered from the Guggenheim Museum, New York City NY, 23 May 2009. Luisa Bellocchio American, 1952-1983 Death of the Artist, begun 1983, ongoing Human remains on concrete3. Death of the Artist was Bellocchio's final work before (and during) her suicide. While Bellocchio was never acknowledged by the mundane art world, she achieved some notoriety in the anomalous art community for her photography series I Went Into The Mountains, the final piece of which, "Morfeo & Euridice", had seventeen confirmed kills at the time of its destruction4. Of this series, three pieces—"Ghoul-Oriented Sexual Behavior", "E Ho Trovato l'Invasor"5, and "Protest against the Protest about the Methods of the Protest"—are still at large6, and one, "Apostasy = Apotheosis", is in a private collection7. None of her other work survives.8 On loan from the Walker Arts Center, Minneapolis MN.9 Addendum 3337-B: Recovered Document 3337-1 Recovered on 13 August 1989 from the apartment of POI-33906, Francesco Castaldo10, an associate of Bellochio before her suicide. Believed to be Bellocchio's suicide note. Ink on paper. Translated from Italian to English. Franco, We've been killing people with magic and saying that it is for art. My personal body count is almost thirty, and most of that is from one photograph. You haven't killed anyone yet but I know of at least seven suicides in theaters where your movies were playing. Some of the others are in the triple digits. I can't remember how to take a photo that doesn't eat people. Goodbye. Luisa Footnotes 1. All recovered membership cards have been issued to "Luisa Bellocchio". 2. See Addendum 3337-A. 3. This material matches the material on which the SCP-3337-2 instance lands. 4. See GOC casefile LTE-5414-Warhol: "Carnivorous Photograph" for further information. 5. Italian for "And I found the invader". 6. The original instance of SCP-3337-3 listed an additional two titles, "Modena Through Seven Mirrors" and "The Axe Shepherd", both of which are believed to have been destroyed by the GOC during the year prior to SCP-3337-3 no longer listing them. 7. See Anomalous Object 37219. 8. Other than the changes mentioned in previous notes, this paragraph has remained unchanged since the first SCP-3337 manifestation. 9. This line indicates the next manifestation site. 10. AKA "Franco Spanko", a producer of anomalous pornography released from Foundation custody in 1993 after amnestic treatment. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3337" by ch00bakka, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3337. 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-3338 | euclid | Instance of SCP-3338, residing in the lodgings of ██████ █████████. An SCP-3338 instance, having retrieved a lost pen. Item #: SCP-3338 Special Containment Procedures: All known instances of SCP-3338 and the individuals sharing a living space with them are to be monitored regularly via non-invasive methods. Foundation personnel are to conduct bi-monthly interviews with the human tenants under the guise of maintaining compliance with building safety regulations. Removal of SCP-3338 instances and application of amnestics to corresponding tenants may only be carried out with approval from the current project head. Description: SCP-3338 refers to anomalous Otamatone1 instruments which spontaneously manifest in apartments, townhouses, and college dorm rooms in various urban areas of Japan. Though rarely-documented and lacking in replicable experimental data2, SCP-3338 cases are believed to possess several events consistent across all instances: SCP-3338 will only manifest in living areas currently being rented by a single individual with stable finances, who has occupied the space for at least three months. SCP-3338 tend to appear when the renter listens to music frequently, plays a musical instrument as a hobby, and/or enjoys singing. SCP-3338 instances manifesting will be accompanied by a small scrap of paper held in the instrument’s mouth, reading, "オタマトーンはあなたのルームメートになりたいです~"3 SCP-3338 instances, upon initial manifestation, will typically appear inside the living space near the main entrance doorway. Once a month, an SCP-3338 instance’s mouth will fill with Japanese yen paper money, totaling approximately 10 to 15 percent of the tenant’s monthly rent fee. Money generated by this method has been determined to be legal (non-counterfeit) currency. SCP-3338 are visually identical to non-anomalous Otamatone instruments, and will function similarly to their non-anomalous counterparts when played. Individuals who have encountered SCP-3338 have reported that the anomalous Otamatones will assist them with finding small lost objects, including keys, public transportation tickets, identification cards, loose change, jewelry, and socks.4 SCP-3338 will disappear from their corresponding living space when certain circumstances are met.5 Currently, the following scenarios are confirmed to result in demanifestation of an SCP-3338 instance: The renting tenant changing living locations. The renting tenant placing SCP-3338 outside the living space’s entrance threshold for more than one day (24 hours). The renting tenant jokingly inserting trash, dirty articles of clothing, or other debris into the SCP-3338 instance’s mouth. The renting tenant making rude comments about the SCP-3338 instance or attempting to use SCP-3338 as a decoration or piece of furniture. The renting tenant failing to set aside a designated place for the SCP-3338 instance to occupy comfortably.6 The instance of SCP-3338 having resided in a living space for over one year. The renting tenant failing to speak to the SCP-3338 instance for over a week. The renting tenant forgetting about the SCP-3338 instance’s existence due to application of amnestics. Cameras of any type (hidden, cell phone, handheld) filming an SCP-3338 instance at rest for longer than 15 minutes.7 The application of tracking devices to an SCP-3338 instance. Addendum 3338-1: On ████-██-██, Agent Shizuka Kato was able to trigger an SCP-3338 manifestation following a routine check-up appointment with an SCP-3338 tenant. During the check-up, Agent Kato had expressed an interest in finding a co-occupant for her current apartment, emphasizing the comfortable furniture and the proximity to a neighboring building that housed a jazz club. Upon Agent Kato returning to her apartment, she noticed that an SCP-3338 instance had manifested on a side table close to the door. Discussion is underway to allow Kato to occupy the apartment for longer than the agreed contract time, to better research the instance of SCP-3338. See Addendum 3338-2. Addendum 3338-2: As of ████-██-██, roughly 37 weeks following the initial manifestation of an SCP-3338 instance in Agent Kato's apartment, a small "mini"8 Otamatone instrument of the same color manifested next to the existing SCP-3338 instance. After reporting the incident, Agent Kato prepared a resting spot for the new smaller SCP-3338 instance (tentatively designated SCP-3338-1) using a set of towels. Upon returning home the next day, she discovered the two Otamatone sitting side by side, with a messily-scrawled note in the SCP-3338-1 instance's mouth reading, "おばちゃんワありがとう".9 Personnel assigned to the SCP-3338 project are currently deciding how best to proceed. Footnotes 1. Music note-shaped handheld electronic musical synthesizer toys, developed in Japan by the CUBE toy company and the Maywa Denki design firm. Otamatone instruments are played by controlling the pitch of the sound with one hand on the stem, and squeezing the head of the instrument with the other hand to produce a “wah” effect. 2. SCP-3338 manifestation seems to occur independently of any roommate-seeking advertisements. 3. "Otamatōn wa anata no rūmumēto ni naritai desu", translated "Otamatone wants to be your roommate~". 4. According to interview testimony, these lost objects will be found in the Otamatone’s mouth upon the tenant's returning to the living space after having left the building. The likelihood of finding a lost object allegedly increases if the Otamatone is spoken to about the missing article. 5. All attempts to track SCP-3338 following demanifestation have failed. 6. Based on observed cases, leaving SCP-3338 on the ground, in a bathroom, or near trash receptacles has resulted in demanifestation. 7. Video footage of a human playing an SCP-3338 instance seems to be an exception to this. 8. A smaller version of the standard Otamatone, which plays preset songs rather than individual notes. 9. "Oba-chan wa arigatō", translated "Thank you auntie". |
SCP-3339 | neutralized | Item #: SCP-3339 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3339 is to be blocked by all backbone internet service providers. Level 2/3339 clearance is required to access SCP-3339. Should unauthorized civilian access to SCP-3339 occur, MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to be deployed to the site of access to administer Class-A amnestics to all witnesses of SCP-3339-1 or SCP-3339-2. SCP-3339-2 is to be entered once every Saturday, at 1900 hours UTC by a trained researcher. The researcher is to record the performance, as well as the number of civilians within SCP-3339-2 (see Addendum for more details). Containment Update: Following the change in SCP-3339's anomalous properties after Incident 3339-A, no further personnel are to be deployed into SCP-3339-2. Primary containment procedures are to remain in place. Description: SCP-3339 is a website accessible through the domain 'randall-█████.net.' When loaded onto an internet browser1, SCP-3339 will display the following contents with an elaborately designed purple and green background: Randall the Clown's Wacky Broadway Theatre! Brought to you by The Happiness Factory™ Hey kids! Have you ever wanted to go to the movies, but your parents wouldn't let ya? Don't worry, Randall the Clown's got your back! Every Saturday at 7:00 PM2, come on down to Randall's Wacky Broadway Theatre and see some sights that'll make you want to throw your eyes out, since nothing else will be worth seeing! COME ON DOWN! If the "COME ON DOWN!" button is pressed on a Saturday between 1845 and 1910 hours UTC, SCP-3339-1 will manifest in the subject's computer. However, if the button is pressed outside of this time frame, no further anomalous effects occur. SCP-3339-1 is a ticket labelled "RANDALL THE CLOWN'S THEATRE — GOOD FOR ONE SHOWING." SCP-3339-1 will be dispensed from an opening on the computer used to activate SCP-33393, with no apparent source. SCP-3339-1's anomalous properties will manifest if a subject holds SCP-3339-1 and exits the room that they are currently inside, or enters an interior space if they are outside. In this case, the subject is transported to SCP-3339-2. Affected subjects also report that all exits appear to be entrances to SCP-3339-2. SCP-3339-1's anomalous properties will cease after 1910 hours UTC. SCP-3339-2 is a theatre theorized to exist in an extradimensional location, similar to SCP-1763. SCP-3339-2 consists of an array of seats facing a large stage. SCP-3339-2 is constructed entirely out of wood, and decorated in a fashion similar to modern theatres. Once a subject enters SCP-3339-2, a pamphlet will materialize in the subject's hand describing the performance they are about to see. After 1910 hours UTC, the lights inside of SCP-3339-2 will dim, and a deep voice will announce the title of the performance. A cast and crew made up of humanoids (designated SCP-3339-3) will show a performance of varying genre and quality (see Addendum). Some performances have utilized anomalous phenomena. An invisible, impenetrable barrier in front of the audience section of SCP-3339-2 prevents interaction with SCP-3339-3. SCP-3339 was the designation originally given to the phenomenon causing the temporary disappearance of children between the ages of 5 and 14. It was not until 2014 that SCP-3339 was identified following an interview with an affected child. Researcher Note: The Description section of this file describes SCP-3339 and all related anomalies prior to Incident 3339-A. Many aspects of SCP-3339 have changed since. See Addendum 02 for further information regarding Incident 3339-A. - Researcher Calvin Addendum: Testing Log + Show Testing Log - Close Testing Log Agent Note: For the sake of proper formatting, please use the following format to describe incursions into SCP-3339-2: Researcher: [Name of the researcher who entered SCP-3339-2] Performance Title: [Title of the performance] Performance Description: [Description of the performance] Time Elapsed: [Time elapsed during performance] Civilian Description: [Description and number of civilians in the audience] Notes: [Any additional notes] - Agent Gilbert Researcher: Dr. ████ Performance Title: "Space Wars!" Performance Description: A conflict stated to have happened on a starship. Two characters, General Nicholas and King Henry, are discussing trading disputes. This dispute ends in a firefight between the two parties, with General Nicholas as the victor. General Nicholas then boards his personal starship and flies away. Time Elapsed: 16 minutes Civilian Description: At least 100 children of varying ethnicities between the ages of 5 and 12. Notes: This performance was realistic. Actual laser weapons were used, and details such as blood, the starry background and the spaceship General Nicholas flew at the end were almost indistinguishable from reality. Researcher: Dr. ████ Performance Title: "Pillowboy" Performance Description: A 10 year old boy named Katurian is exposed to radiation from the sun and becomes Pillowboy, made up entirely of pillows. Pillowboy travels back in time and gives candy to children who are depressed, making them happy. Eventually, Pillowboy becomes sad, and a future version of Pillowboy gives Pillowboy candy. Time Elapsed: 15 minutes Civilian Description: At least 100 children of varying ethnicities between the ages of 5 and 12. Notes: Lightning effects from Pillowboy's "time traveling" were indistinguishable from reality. Researcher: Dr. ██████ Performance Title: "John and Juliet" Performance Description: The performance is stated to have taken place in medieval times. For the first ten minutes of the play, a boy named John confesses his love to a girl named Juliet. After John's confession, Juliet says "yes" and hugs John before the performance ends. Time Elapsed: 11 minutes Civilian Description: At least 75 children of varying ethnicities between the ages of 5 and 12. Notes: The castle was designed to appear to be a medieval siege castle, though many other details were concealed from the audience. Researcher: Researcher Calvin Performance Title: "Frank's Day Off" Performance Description: A 7-year old boy named "Frank" skips school. Frank spends the day playing with his various toys and engaging in hijinks. The performance ends with his mother catching him and getting grounded. Time Elapsed: 18 minutes Civilian Description: At least 100 children of varying ethnicities between the ages of 5 and 12. Notes: This performance was on par with modern theatre standards, but was noticeably less realistic than previous performances. Researcher: Dr. ██████ Performance Title: "Futureinator" Performance Description: A cyborg from the future comes in order to kidnap Frank, a 12-year old boy in San Diego. Another cyborg, the "Futureinator" also comes from the future to thwart the other cyborg's plans. Time Elapsed: 20 minutes Civilian Description: At least 50 children of varying ethnicities between the ages of 5 and 12. Notes: This performance was of noticeably lower quality than the other performances. Both "cyborgs" were simply standard humans with face paint, and Frank was obviously an adult. Most notably, the car chase scene consists of Frank and the Futureinator inside of a car while the crew carries clouds to create the illusion of movement. Researcher: Junior Researcher ████████ Performance Title: "Finding Fish" Performance Description: A fish named Bob loses his son, Fish, to a strong current. Bob spends the entirety of the performance searching for Fish, eventually finding him under a rock. Time Elapsed: 15 minutes Civilian Description: At least 20 children of varying ethnicities between the ages of 9 and 12. Notes: All props were made up of painted cardboard, and all characters were humans wearing suits that resembled fish. Researcher: Researcher ███ Performance Title: "The Flimsons" Performance Description: This performance focuses on "The Flimsons," a family living in Pringfield, New York. The primary conflict of this performance is the father of the family attempting to change the channel. Time Elapsed: 10 minutes Civilian Description: Nine children, aged 10 years old. Notes: Aside from the noticeable drop in prop quality, the general writing quality of this performance declined as well. In addition to this, sound equipment within SCP-3339-2 failed on multiple occasions. Researcher: Researcher Calvin Performance Title: "An Office" Performance Description: A man wearing a business suit types at a computer in a cubicle for the duration of the performance. Time Elapsed: 15 minutes Civilian Description: None. Researcher Calvin was the only member of the audience. Notes: The only props used in this performance were the cubicle, the computer, and the chair the man sat in. No audio equipment whatsoever was used. Researcher: Researcher Calvin Performance Title: N/A Performance Description: N/A Time Elapsed: 3 minutes Civilian Description: None. Notes: See Addendum 02. Addendum 02: Incident 3339-A + Show Interview Log - Close Interview Log Interviewed: PoI-3339-A Interviewer: Researcher Calvin Foreword: On ██/██/2015, no performance within SCP-3339-2 took place. Instead, an obese man wearing clown makeup (designated PoI-3339-A) came onto stage and addressed Researcher Calvin directly. The dialogue of this exchange is recorded below: <Begin Log, ████ hours> PoI-3339-A: Excuse me? Dude in the lab coat? Researcher Calvin: Are you referring to me? PoI-3339-A: Yeah. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions? Researcher Calvin: Not at all. PoI-3339-A: Thanks. PoI-3339-A sits down in a chair on the stage. PoI-3339-A: Can you tell me where it all went wrong? Researcher Calvin: I'm sorry, what? PoI-3339-A: This place used to attract kids by the hundreds. Every time I performed, I could count on an entire crowd cheering on my handiwork here, appreciating the show. Now, well, you're the only one here. At first, I just thought the kids these days were out of touch, you know? Then I realized that it might be I that's out of touch. PoI-3339-A sighs. PoI-3339-A: I decided to take a look at some of my old performances. I have 'em all recorded, you know? Space Wars, Leg of the Tiger, all that. I'm just… amazed by them. The special effects, the narrative, just… the whole deal. Can't believe I wrote 'em. Now, I can't even write a half-decent line of dialogue to save my life. What happened to me? PoI-3339-A remains silent for 33 seconds. PoI-3339-A: I guess I've gotten old. I've spent too much time with the executives. All work and no play, even when you gotta play to work. Corrupted me from the inside out. Made me lose my spark. PoI-3339-A remains silent for 12 seconds. PoI-3339-A: Well, I guess I gotta go. Don't got nothin' left to do here. <End Log, ████ hours> Closing Statement: PoI-3339-A walked off stage after his speech. PoI-3339-A has not been located since this incident. Addendum 03: Post-Incident Report + Level 2/3339 Clearance Required - Access Granted Following Incident 3339-A, many changes have been noted in the anomalous behavior of SCP-3339 and all subdesignations. The most notable change is that, when activating SCP-3339, a message box will appear containing the following error: FATAL ERROR No further showings of RANDALL THE CLOWN'S WACKY BROADWAY THEATRE have been scheduled. Thank you for coming to my show. Waddle on! Programmers belonging to the SCP Foundation have noted that it is still possible to activate scripts located in SCP-3339's web server in order to create an instance of SCP-3339-1, which can be used to access SCP-3339-2. However, SCP-3339-2 is now an empty room, with the audience section and stage removed. Reclassification of SCP-3339 is pending approval. UPDATE: SCP-3339 is no longer accessible, as attempting to access it through its URL now yields a 503 "Service Unavailable" error. Object has been reclassified as Neutralized. Footnotes 1. SCP-3339 is compatible with browsers capable of running Adobe Flash or HTML 5. It is of note that SCP-3339 is not compatible with any iteration of Internet Explorer or Microsoft Edge, despite the latter being compatible with HTML 5. 2. This time changes to match the viewer's time zone. 3. In most cases, this is the disk drive or one of the air vents. During a test, SCP-3339 was activated on a computer with no air ducts, disk drives, or other openings. SCP-3339-1 was ejected through a crevice between the monitor and the monitor frame. 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SCP-3340 | keter | SCP-3340: You Think, Therefore We Are 「Daisy Bell」 Acknowledgements: Leveritas, for in-depth critique and a push to rewrite this into what it is today. Magellani, for critique. Toa_Vine, for giving me the finishing touches for this draft and pointing out various errors. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3340" by Ayers, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3340. 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-3341 | euclid | Yusuf Fatimah, an adult SCP-3341-A instance. Previously known as Yusuf tifl Hassan Sara and Fatimah tifl Ibrahim Hawaa, both of which are juvenile SCP-3341-A instances. Item #: SCP-3341 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3341-A and SCP-3341-B are housed in the Eastern Province Settlement Zone and Ogaden Settlement Zone respectively, in collaboration with the governments of Saudi Arabia and Ethiopia. Mobile Task Force Stigma-9 ("Evolved from Naturally Occurring Gears, Levers and Pulleys") is dispatched to Ogaden Settlement Zone to invalidate all propaganda spread by SCP-3341-B1 and/or the Cogwork Orthodox Church. Instances of SCP-3341-B1 are to be regarded as hostile entities, holding a de facto Object Class of Keter. Mobile Task Force Gamma-4 ("The Iconoclasts") is to be mobilised in East Africa, tasked to combat SCP-3341-B1 instances. While capture of live SCP-3341-B1 instances is preferable, termination is permitted. Captured SCP-3341-B1 instances are to be kept in Site-368. If applicable, SCP-3341-B1 instances are to have non-vital mechanical implants removed and undergo rehabilitation. Said rehabilitation programme will consist of literature authored by MTF ϛ-9 and a modification of Programme Arduinosis-9001. SCP-3341-C is outside of Foundation jurisdiction, and is currently within the jurisdiction of the Organisation for the Reclamation of Islamic Artefacts (ORIA). Intelligence reports regarding SCP-3341-C are to be obtained from leaked ORIA sources, with emphasis on the methods behind ORIA's suzerainty over SCP-3341. Interaction between SCP-3341-A, SCP-3341-B, SCP-3341-B1, and SCP-3341-C is not permitted. Description: SCP-3341 is a sapient omnivorous mammalian species, which undergoes metamorphosis into a humanoid appearance as part of its life cycle. It is endemic to areas within the Arabian Peninsula, Horn of Africa, and Iranian Plateau. Due to differing socio-political contexts, SCP-3341 communities in the three regions possess distinct cultural differences from one another, and are given the following sub-designations for ease of categorisation: SCP-3341-A, SCP-3341-B, SCP-3341-B1, and SCP-3341-C. All juvenile SCP-3341 specimens possess one arm and one leg each, with each limb having five digits. SCP-3341's feet share notable similarities with those of species belonging to the family Leporidae (rabbit), allowing SCP-3341 to move via jumping. The average distance travelled by a juvenile SCP-3341 specimen within a single leap is four metres. The head is roughly hemispheric in shape, and consists of one eye, one nostril, one ear, and one mouth. The nostril and mouth are usually placed at the extremity of the head. No hair is present in juvenile SCP-3341 instances. Juvenile SCP-3341 specimens exhibit a unique form of sexual dimorphism. Male juvenile SCP-3341 specimens resemble the right side of the human body, whereas female juvenile SCP-3341 specimens resemble the left side of the human body. Metamorphosis of SCP-3341 involves one male juvenile SCP-3341 instance and one female juvenile SCP-3341 instance, who will merge their bodies, memories, and consciousness together. The process is optional and requires mutual consent from the participants involved. Courtship is primarily centred on the measurement of a potential mate's height, wherein partners of similar heights tend to have a higher probability of successful metamorphosis. A larger difference in height between partners is held to be positively associated with increased risks during metamorphosis, causing a longer period of metamorphosis, deformity of the adult instance, or death of one or both of the participants. During metamorphosis, the partners will align themselves such that the male partner is lying to the right side of the female partner. Once aligned, the partners will rub their bodies against each other to create lacerations wherein their flesh will be conjoined. The two instances' mouths, cloacae, parts of their skeletons and internal organs along the torso will merge together. Other bodily changes include the growth of body hair and shortening of both their feet. The process usually requires one week, typically taking place in an isolated enclosed environment. Due to the long duration and the energy required, juvenile specimens tend to consume large quantities of food prior to metamorphosis. In terms of physical appearance, a typical adult SCP-3341 specimen is mostly identical to the average human. Particularly, alterations to the adult specimen's legs have reduced its jumping capacity to that of an average human. A significant difference is that a adult SCP-3341 specimen's reproductive system is entirely internal. Insemination and fertilisation occur inside the adult specimen's own body. The infant will be birthed after an incubation period of approximately one year, after which it will exit from the cloaca. A typical adult SCP-3341 instance possesses the memories and consciousness of the juvenile instances involved in its metamorphosis, and regards itself to be a singular entity. Following metamorphosis, adult instances will take on a double name consisting of the names of both juvenile instances. Due to SCP-3341's unique life cycle, the species has three biological sexes, referred to in human languages as "male child", "female child", and "adult". Despite that, SCP-3341 instances will universally identify all humans (regardless of sex, gender, and age) as "adult". This is attributed to humans' general appearance resembling a typical adult SCP-3341 instance. Regardless of socio-cultural group, SCP-3341 instances (excluding members of SCP-3341-B1) adhere to a class system based on its life cycle. Juvenile SCP-3341 instances typically serve as military, manufactural, and agricultural roles. Adult SCP-3341 instances typically serve as priests, literati, diplomats, and community leaders. While juvenile instances do not wear clothes, adult instances tend to don clothing capable of concealing the entire body. Differences among various socio-cultural group of SCP-3341 is based on mythology and socio-political context, as detailed in the following executive summaries. SCP-3341-A SCP-3341-B SCP-3341-B1 SCP-3341-C SCP-3341-A denotes the socio-cultural group of SCP-3341 instances who traditionally reside in the Eastern Province and Riyadh Region of Saudi Arabia, Al Wusta and Dhofar Governorates of Oman, and the Emirate of Abu Dhabi. SCP-3341-A's creation myth alleges that the two legendary progenitors of its species were moulded from clay by a djinn named Shiqq, who admired humanity. The legendary progenitors merged their flesh together on Shiqq's command, and Shiqq was not mentioned in the creation myth following that point. The unified progenitor was left to its own devices and eventually gave birth to offsprings, thus propagating its species. Prior to mass relocation in 1951 CE, SCP-3341-A communities were publicly identified as Bedouin1 tribes whereas juvenile instances were only allowed freedom of movement at night. SCP-3341-A's nomadic practices were supposedly intended to minimise contact and suspicion with human settlements. Foundation efforts to contain SCP-3341-A have reduced restrictions to SCP-3341-A's freedom of movement. SCP-3341-B denotes the socio-cultural group of SCP-3341 instances who traditionally reside in Ogaden. While SCP-3341-B's creation myth also ascribes Shiqq as the creator of SCP-3341, more emphasis is placed on an exodus from Shiqq and its realm of "Ahwaz". According to SCP-3341-B instances, metamorphosis is commonly interpreted as a means to stand united against obstacles. While the Foundation has contact with SCP-3341-B since 1953 CE, contact was lost following the fall of the Ethiopian Empire in 1974 CE. Foundation assets were expelled, and GRU Division "P" (GRU-P) was invited to study SCP-3341-B instead, supposedly as part of an experiment to induct non-human sapient species to communism. This lasted until 1993 CE, wherein the Foundation re-established a presence in the Horn of Africa. Many SCP-3341-B instances term the period under GRU-P administration as the "children's dictatorship",2 characterised by cultural repression.3 Societal fluctuations during and after the "children's dictatorship" have resulted in numerous resistance movements amongst SCP-3341-B, many of which have since been suppressed by either GRU-P or the Foundation. SCP-3341-B1 denotes the Order of Saint-Militant Qaynan, consisting of juvenile SCP-3341 instances affiliated with the Cogwork Orthodox Church. Thus, instead of the class system centered on its life cycle, social hierarchy within SCP-3341-B1 mirrors the Cogwork Orthodox Church. Following the fall of the Derg regime in Ethiopia, the Cogwork Orthodox Church extended its sphere of influence in the Horn of Africa, and successfully converted multiple SCP-3341-B instances. Due to support from the Cogwork Orthodox Church, SCP-3341-B1 remains difficult to completely suppress and is given a distinct sub-designation. Adhering to a syncretic religion derived from SCP-3341-B mythology and Cogwork Orthodox Church theology, members of SCP-3341-B1 perceive Shiqq as an agent of the "FLESH" who entrapped SCP-3341 into physical bodies and metamorphosis as a means to further entrap the species. Conversely, MEKHANE is worshipped by SCP-3341-B as the means to acquire liberation from their "trapped" conditions. Thus, they would use mechanical enhancements to achieve spiritual completion instead of undergoing metamorphosis with a suitable mate. SCP-3341-B1 has aided in the Cogwork Orthodox Church's military operations in East Africa and other locations. As members of SCP-3341-B1 are unable to reproduce, raids on SCP-3341-B settlements are the former's primary means of recruitment. As of 2012 CE, bisected human corpses were found in SCP-3341-B1 temples. SCP-3341-C denotes the socio-cultural group of SCP-3341 instances who traditionally reside in Khuzestan Province, Iran.4 Little is known of the nature of SCP-3341-C's version of its species' creation myth, attributed to the lack of Foundation presence among SCP-3341-C. That being said, multiple recovered ORIA documents have claimed that SCP-3341 is a type of takwin.5 In the case of SCP-3341-C, the role of community leaders is served by both adult SCP-3341-C instances and selected ORIA personnel. Recovered ORIA reports indicate that SCP-3341-C community leaders (both human and SCP-3341-C) are consistently termed as 'Type 2 Special Personnel' belonging to 'House Shiqq', speculated to be a clan of unknown origins. SCP-3341-C instances who adopt the role of community leaders appear to take on a temporary name, suggesting that they might be adopted temporarily into "House Shiqq". Footnotes 1. Arab nomadic tribes who historically reside in desert regions of North Africa, Arabian Peninsula, Iraq, and the Levant. 2. Termed due to adult SCP-3341-B instances being a significant target of prosecution during that period. This is due to adult instances' traditional adoption of social roles that are frowned upon by communist movements. 3. For instance, adult SCP-3341-B instances were regularly forced to engage in physical labour alongside their juvenile counterparts. 4. Previously known as Arabistan or Ahwaz. 5. Synthetic life created via alchemy, often stated to be one of the major goals of Muslim alchemists. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3341" by MrWrong, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3341. 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: Shalim.JPG Name: A female member of the Haredi burqa sect in Mea Shearim Author: Zivya License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3342 | euclid | SCP-3342, after baking. Item #: SCP-3342 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-3342 are to be contained at Site-103 in a greenhouse for cultivation and study. The greenhouse measures 10 m x 25 m x 3 m and is reserved for the cultivation and study of SCP-3342 only. Potato crops from Blackfoot, Idaho are to undergo monthly assessment by Foundation personnel, under the assumed identity of state agents (i.e. FDA) or university researchers. Any potato crops showing signs of black flowers shall be seized and contained by MTF Theta-4 ("Gardeners"). All instances of SCP-3342 are to be relocated to Site-103 for containment. In the event of a containment breach, Class B Amnestics will be administered to all witnesses, and all samples of SCP-3342 should be collected by MTF Theta-4 for transport to Site-103. Description: SCP-3342 is a potato plant grown from the perennial nightshade Solanum tuberosum, which only manifests in the vicinity of Blackfoot, Idaho.1 The anomalous properties of instances of SCP-3342 become apparent when they are prepared for consumption.2 All prepared instances of SCP-3342, regardless of the method of preparation, alter their physical appearance, function, and composition into that of human organs. SCP-3342 grows approximately 60 cm high, with the leaves dying back after flowering, fruiting and tuber formation. Unlike other varieties of Solanum tuberosum, which bear flowers of multiple colors, SCP-3342 exclusively bears black flowers with red stamen. All known instances of SCP-3342 have manifested after being grown from seed potatoes of other cultivars. No known "original" seed potato or cultivar of SCP-3342 has been discovered as of yet; it seemingly manifests at random. SCP-3342 may be, however, propagated by vegetative cuttings (cloning) of itself. The first known instance of SCP-3342 was referred to the Foundation by Professor ███████ of the University of Idaho College of Agricultural and Life Sciences. Experiment Log Proposal Project Tinman Review- Level 04 System date: 02/22/2024 01:46 AM loading 3342.SCP. @ dir/arc/events/operations/testlog.rtf … Experiment 3342-1 Date: 05/25/18 Subject: One large SCP-3342 tuber Method of Preparation: Baked Results: A human skull and lower jawbone. Researcher's note: Even though the potato was smaller than a human skull, it was the size of a normal adult human skull upon its finishing. Experiment 3342-2 Date: 05/27/18 Subject: 10 large SCP-3342 tubers Method of Preparation: French-fried Results: Human finger bones, including the metacarpal, proximal phalanges, intermediate phalanges, and distal phalanges. Experiment 3342-3 Date: 05/29/18 Subject: 5 medium SCP-3342 tubers Method of Preparation: Mashed Results: While still in the pot, the potatoes appeared as a mass of tangled entrails. The resultant mashed potatoes took on the appearance of a human liver upon plating. Dissection of the liver showed it to be a normal and healthy liver, free of defect. Experiment 3342-4 Date: 06/01/18 Subject: 10 medium "new" SCP-3342 tubers Method of Preparation: Boiled Results: Kidneys. Dissection of these kidneys showed them to be normal and healthy. Researcher's note: Two things- can we choose which organ we want to produce, and would these organs be viable to transplant into human subjects? Imagine the possibilities of a world wherein no donor list was needed. Experiment 3342-5 Date: 06/04/18 Subject: 1 large SCP-3342 tuber, carved into the shape of a human heart. Method of Preparation: Baked Results: One human heart. Dissection reveals it is healthy and in the opinion of Dr. McClendon, appears to be freshly removed from a person in perfect health. Experiment 3342-6 Date: 06/06/18 Subject: 5 large SCP-3342 tubers, each carved into the shape of a different organ- one heart, one left lung, one pancreas, one eyeball, one section of small intestine. Method of Preparation: Baked Results: Each potato became the organ it was carved into the shape of. Dr. Connors, Dr. McClendon, Dr. Hardin, and Dr. Prime oversaw and assisted the dissection of each organ. All were observed to be an excellent specimen of each respective organ. Furthermore, it is the opinion of medical staff that, if handled properly, each organ appeared to be suitably viable for transplant. System date: 02/22/2024 01:51 AM loading 3342.SCP. @ dir/arcoperations/proposal.rtf …// Title of Project: Viability of human organ transplants of SCP-3342 Background As of 12/28/18, 214,823 people in the United States alone currently need a lifesaving organ transplant (total waiting list candidates). Of those, 74,898 people are active waiting list candidates. 11,491 transplants have been successfully performed this year, from a total of 5,536 organ donors. The vast majority of these organ donors are deceased. Even a casual examination of these numbers reveals a staggering shortage of viable organs available for transplant. Furthermore, even if kept chilled in preservation solution, donated organs can only remain viable for transplantation for a short time, although it is best if they are transplanted as quickly as possible after the donation surgery. Typical storage times are 30 hours or less for a kidney, less than 12 hours for a pancreas or liver, and less than 6 hours for a heart or lungs. These times vary because of the relative speed at which deterioration begins in the organs' tissues. Our experimentation with SCP-3342 has shown that, with adequate preparation, we can create human organs that project staff unanimously agree would be viable for transplant. The organs created are blood-type neutral, removing the burden of finding a matching donor for transplant centers around the world. Furthermore, these organs would able be given to a waiting list candidate within minutes of creation, with minimal equipment necessary. Experimental Procedures We would like to assess the viability of using prepared organs created from SCP-3342 as a source of transplant organs for patients suffering from terminal conditions which may be alleviated via organ transplant. Resources I will be working directly with my Site Director, Dr. ███████, and Doctors McClendon, Prime, and Hardin will be joining the research team indefinitely to complete this project. We will utilize D-Class personnel that have been independently diagnosed with medical conditions requiring organ transplantation as a treatment method. Final Presentation The final format of my independent study project will be a written report. It will include my original objectives and a presentation of my findings. Dr. Connors Director of Research, SCP-3342 Proposal Approved by O5 Council System date: 02/22/2024 02:14 AM loading 3342.SCP. @ dir/arc/operations/tinman.db … **Restricted- Level 04 or higher authorization required Please login **Username: asiar.agemo|798#asiar.agemo|798 **Password: ██████████ Welcome, Director. Opening records… Project Tinman Founded 01/05/2019 by the O5 Council Staff: Dr. Connors, Project Lead; Dr. McClendon, Dr. Hardin, Dr. Prime Mission: Confirm the viability of SCP-3342 as a source of organs suitable for transplant via clinical trial. Please select an option. [1] List all database entries [11,276] [2] Database Search [3] Logoff Enter your selection: [2] Enter your search query: 00032 Opening files for patient 00032 Post-Operative Report - 03/13/19 Post-Operative Report - 03/13/19 Post-Operative Report: Patient identified as D-5150, a 36-year old caucasian male with diagnosed cardiomyopathy. Chosen for Project Tinman 2/24/19. Patient advised of procedure and the status to the clinical trial involving lab-grown heart, but not advised of the true nature of SCP-3342. Organ procurement and preservation was achieved by [DATA REDACTED]. Transplantation was performed orthotopically by Dr. McClendon and Dr. Hardin, using the biatrial technique. Weaning from CPB was done under monitoring of right and left atrial pressure. Immunosuppressive protocol- During a stay in the intensive care unit, the recipient received 4 × 250 mg/day intravenous methylprednisolone for 3 days. Oral steroid dosage was tapered gradually within 2–3 weeks. Cyclosporine A was continued intravenously, and then orally with the dosage depending on its level in blood, measured directly after transplantation and twice a day for the following course. Long-term immunosuppressive therapy consisted of cyclosporine A (6 mg/kg/day) and azathioprine (2 mg/kg/day). Dr. McClendon, Senior Medical Staff Project Tinman Release Documentation - 08/04/19 Release Documentation - 08/04/19 Release of D-Class Form AE-2600 Name: Samuel Allen Dierks Serial: D-5150 Incarceration Date: 03/23/2004 Induction Date: 02/12/2019 Record: [EXPUNGED] Release Date: 08/05/19 Notes: As agreed to upon acquiring D-Class status, D-5150 has been hereby pardoned by the Governor of the State of [REDACTED] and is to be released into the custody of his family, with the following stipulations: A 10-year mandatory period of rehabilitative parole, as mandated by the laws and regulations of the state of [REDACTED]; A yearly examination by Foundation Medical staff, and; Upon death, the cadaver of D-5150 is to be donated to the Foundation for post-mortem examination. THEREFORE, in agreeance with the terms laid out herein, and with the agreeance of all parties involved, D-5150 is hereby freed, effective as above. Congratulations, Mr. Dierks, and good luck in your future endeavors. Signed, ██████████████ Site Administrator Post-Mortem Examination - 02/21/24 Post-Mortem Examination - 02/21/24 EXTERNAL EXAMINATION: The autopsy is begun at 1:30 P.M. on May 02/21/2024. The body is presented in a black body bag. The subject is wearing a white sleeveless shirt and navy blue sweatpants. The body is that of a normally developed white male measuring 183 cm and weighing 102 kg, and appearing generally consistent with the stated age of 41 years. The body is cold and unembalmed. Lividity is fixed in the distal portions of the limbs. Discovered sprouted from all visible orifices of the body, and also from the skin itself, are a number of plant-like protrusions, averaging 26 cm in length, that terminate in black, five-petaled flowers with red stamen. The origin of these is unknown. Upon removal of the victim’s clothing, it was found that these plant-like protrusions have sprouted from nearly all hair follicles and orifices of the body. 56 bullet wounds are found on the the body. They were hard to identify due to the prolific growth of the flowers. Flesh is apposed, not swollen. There is no blood found around or in on the bullet wounds. Normally this would be indicative of a postmortem wounding pattern but due to the nature of the body, this is unclear. INTERNAL EXAMINATION: Internal examination defies all current knowledge of human anatomy. After primary Y-incision was made, it has been discovered that the entire cavity had been somehow filled with tumorous growths bearing a strong resemblance to a potato. Further, no organs have been found in their proper places, instead, large masses of these tumors seem to have completely grown through or otherwise displaced the organs entirely. Dissection of these tumors, once excised, revealed that the tumors have the complete appearance of a potato. A biopsy of a number of these tumors has been collected and sent for further testing. A total of [DATA EXPUNGED] of these tumors have been removed from the body. Many of the potatoes have been damaged or completely destroyed by the aforementioned bullet wounds. There has been no blood found in the body. The veins and arteries of the body appear more like roots than blood vessels. Water has appeared to take the place of blood in these root-like structures. Time of Death: Unable to be determined, as testing via livor mortis and stomach contents is impossible. Immediate Cause of Death: Unknown, secondary to multiple gunshot wounds. Exsanguination is impossible due to a complete lack of human blood, and massive organ trauma is impossible due to a complete lack of human organs. Remarks: [DATA EXPUNGED] System date: 02/22/2024 11:13 AM loading 3342.SCP. @ dir/arc/operations/edit.exe … **Restricted- Level 04 or higher authorization required **Username: asiar.agemo|798#asiar.agemo|798 **Password: ██████████ Welcome, Director. Opening 3342.SCP. Edit Protocol … FOR IMMEDIATE REVIEW - Proposed updated entry - SCP-3342 Changes highlighted in blue Item #: SCP-3342 Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-3342 are to be contained at Site-103 in a greenhouse for further cultivation and study. The secured greenhouse(s) will be 10 m x 25 m x 3 m and reserved for the cultivation and study of SCP-3342 only.Potato crops from Blackfoot, Idaho are to undergo monthy assessment by Foundation personnel, under the assumed identity of state agents (i.e. FDA) or university researchers. Any potato crops showing signs of black flowers shall be seized and contained by MTF Theta-4 ("Gardeners"). All instances of SCP-3342 are to be relocated to Site-103 for containment. In the event of a containment breach, Class B Amnestics will be administered to all witnesses, and all samples of SCP-3342 should be collected by MTF Theta-4 for transport to Site-103. All instances of SCP-3342-1 are to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell. All known instances of SCP-3342-1, either pre- or post-metamorphosis, are to be immediately brought into containment by the nearest possible MTF by any means necessary. Class-C amnestics and memory reconditioning are to be administered to all witnesses of SCP-3342-1. Project Tinman is to be suspended indefinitely. Class-E amnestics are to be administered to all Foundation personnel involved with Project Tinman, and are to be reassigned following release by medical staff. Description: SCP-3342 is a potato plant grown from the perennial nightshade Solanum tuberosum, which only manifests in the vicinity of Blackfoot, Idaho. Preparing the potatoes for consumption is when the anomalous properties of SCP-3342 become apparent. All prepared instances of SCP-3342, regardless of the method of preparation, alter their physical appearance, function and composition into that of human organs. SCP-3342 grows approximately 60 cm high, with the leaves dying back after flowering, fruiting and tuber formation. Unlike other varieties of Solanum tuberosum, which bear flowers of multiple colors, SCP-3342 exclusively bears black flowers with red stamen. All known instances of SCP-3342 have manifested after being grown from seed potatoes of other cultivars. No known "original" seed potato or cultivar of SCP-3342 has been discovered as of yet; it seemingly manifests at random. SCP-3342 may be, however, propagated by vegetative cuttings (cloning) of itself. The first known instance of SCP-3342 was referred to the Foundation by Professor ███████ of the University of Idaho College of Agricultural and Life Sciences. SCP-3342-1 is a group of at least [REDACTED] humans who have each undergone an organ transplant using organs provided by Project Tinman. Each instance of SCP-3342-1, at some indeterminate point ranging between 5 to 6 years following their transplant surgery, will experience a sudden and painful metamorphosis. Subjects will begin to sprout leafy flowers identical to those exhibited by SCP-3342. These flowers will sprout from all orifices and hair follicles on the subject, as well as the eye sockets. This process takes between 2 to 4 hours, while the subject remains conscious and in obvious pain. For the next 4 to 6 hours, the major internal organs, excluding bone structure, musculature, and flesh, become displaced by dozens of instances of SCP-3342. Within 24 hours of this process, SCP-3342-1 will no longer display any signs of human consciousness. SCP-3342-1 does not respond to any known methods of communication. After this incubation period, SCP-3342-1 will begin walking at an average pace of 1.3 meters per second in a direct line towards Blackfoot, Idaho, walking around objects in its path. Attempts to interfere with the travel of SCP-3342-1 are met with violent resistance. SCP-3342-1 is only active during daylight hours. Reasons for this are unknown, but the current hypothesis is that SCP-3342-1 derives its energy via photosynthesis. **WARNING- Save your work before exiting **[1] Save **[2] Discard Enter your selection: [1] **SAVED . . . **CMD: shutdown **IT IS NOW SAFE TO TURN OFF YOUR COMPUTER. Footnotes 1. Commonly called "The Potato Capital of the World", and boasts the largest potato industry in any one area. 2. Baking, frying, etc. |
SCP-3343 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3343 Special Containment Procedures: N/A Special Containment Procedures (outdated as of 1/6/18): SCP-3343 is to be kept in a modified small animal containment enclosure at Site-59. It is to be provided with one sliced apple as daily nutrition. At 11:00 PM GMT, SCP-3343 may be brought outside of its enclosure for up to 30 minutes to undergo a San Pietro event. As per the Ethics committee ruling of 3/23/17, staff are advised to avoid direct interference with a San Pietro event unless necessary. In the event of a containment breach, SCP-3343 can be coerced into re-containment through the usage of a flyswatter.1 Description: SCP-3343 is a male fruit fly2, 20 cm in length. While the size is unusual for a fruit fly, no noticeable genetic difference between a tissue sample from SCP-3343 and an ordinary male fruit fly is present. SCP-3343 lacks wings, and in their place, wears a cape-like white cotton robe of unknown origin. Attempts to remove the robe from SCP-3343 have been met with consistent failure. SCP-3343 displays humanlike intelligence, having scored 34.7 (above average) on the Naismith-Henderson Animal Sapience Assessment. Though it is incapable of speech, SCP-3343 has shown nonverbal responses to English, German, and Latin. Common responses include nodding, bowing, and a gesture that appears to be a variant of the Sign of the Cross. Based on observation, testing, and pictogram-based interviews, SCP-3343 displays a level of cautious respect for the Foundation, answers to "Your Holiness," and expresses reluctance to answer questions regarding its origin and abilities. Every night, at 11:00 PM GMT, SCP-3343 undergoes a San Pietro event, in which it enters what appears to be to be a meditative state for an average of 30 minutes (or longer, depending on whether or not any San Pietro events had to be cut short or missed entirely). During this state, a rapid, fluctuating array of bright white and red particles will spontaneously materialize and de-materialize in SCP-3343's line of sight. SCP-3343 is only willing to undergo this procedure in an open, quiet space. Observation of the images associated with San Pietro events has been limited due to the rapid pace and fluctuation, but the majority of the particles are red, and SCP-3343 has assured containment personnel on multiple occasions that these events are completely harmless to humans. Addendum: High-speed camera observation of San Pietro events has given some insight into their nature. The particles in question resemble the deceased remains of fruit flies and their young. White flies display no change upon de-materialization. Red flies are accompanied by red text such as "AVARICIA," "LUXURIA," "INVIDIA," and "CASTITIAS," along with at least 27 other phrases that do not conform to any existing human language. These flies de-materialize in a small explosion. Update - Neutralization: On 1/6/18, during a routine cleaning, SCP-3343 was removed from its enclosure and placed in a temporary container on the floor. Researcher Danvers accidentally stepped on the container. SCP-3343 was terminated in the accident, and is now considered Neutralized. + 4/3343 Clearance Required - encryption key accepted. From: Lisle Naismith [pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl#pcs.noitadnuof|htimsianl] To: Overseer Council Subject: Re: Pest Control I don't want to believe that Site-59's recent fly infestation is a product of SCP-3343's death, but the possibility can no longer be ignored. It wasn't until after January sixth that they started showing up. That, and the fact that researcher Danvers's body was discovered in the third floor men's room, covered in flies. I have no idea how he managed to sit still long enough for a swarm of flies to slowly drain him of his bodily fluids drop by drop, but he appeared to be in a comfortable sitting position on the toilet when he was found. So far, I can only explain this tranquility with de facto conjecture, but it's as if he knew he had to be there. They're going after our computers, trying to break into their circuits. I'm not sure why, or what they think they can do, but to say that this is troubling would be putting it lightly. The point is: we need to bring in some better extermination equipment before this escalates. Call it jumping to conclusions, but they've got a good motive. If I knew who killed my god, I'd be angry too. Footnotes 1. While swatting will cause no harm to SCP-3343, it is theorized that the experience is personally humiliating for SCP-3343. 2. Drosophila melanogaster ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3343" by daveyoufool, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3343. 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-3344 | euclid | Director's Note: To whoever keeps adding this gibberish to the database: we will eventually figure out how to prevent you from doing this. You're wasting your time, and it's not funny. Item #: SCP-3344 Special Containment Procedures: Unnecessary because subject itself is likely not contagious, but the symptom of something else. SCP-3344 can just sleep in whatever is available in Site 24; unused bunk rooms, empty quarters, floors, wherever. It's not going anywhere anytime soon, so consider it self-contained. Description: SCP-3344 is a caucasian humanoid male, 36 years of age. Subject's main anomalous effect seems to be that everyone that has ever had direct contact with its father believes him to be dead, and will not interact with it in any meaningful way. Subject is unable to interact with these people physically, and changes he makes to the environment around them go completely unnoticed. Persons who believe subject to be deceased have a fairly consistent view of the circumstances surrounding its supposed death, which apparently was a car accident caused by the subject driving under the influence of alcohol. It should be noted that the subject does not regularly imbibe alcohol, and has never actually driven drunk before. Though it is not clear what anomaly caused SCP-3344's anomalous effects, the date that it occurred was likely sometime in September of 2008. It is believed the full effect of the unknown catalyst was not reached until November of 2008. It is hypothesized that the memory effects first originated in the subject's father, and spread out to those closest to him geographically, affecting the majority of his co-workers at his job. On April 26, 2015, SCP-3344 infiltrated Site 241. Attempts by the subject to inform non-affected Foundation staff of his situation were fruitless, as their investigations usually led to contact with the subject's father, and subsequently putting them under the same effects. Any documentation they made was either deleted or went completely unnoticed. Most non-affected individuals were low level employees, with no access to means of shielding themselves from the effects. Those who did attempt to avoid the effects through use of higher level technology or other SCP artifacts, failed. Addendum 1: Okay, that's the best I could do to try and add myself to the database. I can't really write that clinical shit, and I'm over it at this point. It's been 8 years since my wife and kids, and all my other family members started treating me like a ghost. Hell, a ghost would probably get more acknowledgement. They remember a funeral that never took place. They remember non-existent speeches at a non-existent wake while I screamed at them that I was right there. They ignored the people who never knew my dad, who I tried to use to get them to understand what happened. It was gratifying at first to see their confused expressions as my family and friends basically ignored anything they said about me as if they were robots who couldn't interpret the data they were receiving. But it made no difference. One of my new friends asked me, after he got over his incredulity at the entire messed up situation, why I didn't just move to a new place where no one could possibly know my dad. I could do that, you know, but it would feel not just like giving up on my family, but giving up on myself. They all think I died, but they're the ones who are ghosts. I lost my wife, my three children, my brothers, my sister, my mother, my father, my uncles, my aunts, my grandparents, my cousins, my closest and oldest friends. And it's all because of this place. My dad's work. I can't blame him though. He has no idea, couldn't have known. But the reality for me is that it wouldn't have happened if he worked somewhere normal. Somewhere that didn't have the most disturbing shit behind bars. It's not his fault, but my investigation has gone completely cold now. His work has brought him into contact with countless…things. People. Other organizations. Any of them could have caused this and there's no way to tell because of the nature of it. It's sort of a self-hiding anomaly, and there's nothing in the documentation with similar effects. And now that he's the director of the site, there's pretty much no one left that's unaffected. I know that I should've just moved on now, but I've come this far and…I just can't let go. I'm sorry. I should, but I'm just not strong enough. I'm sorry Dad. For your sake, I hope what I'm about to do won't work. But I have to try. You don't deserve this, but neither do I. I want my life back. If it works, I'll take care of Mom. I promise. I love you. - Niklas Carver, SCP-3344 Addendum 2: I know you can't read this, or at least you can't really process the information, but I feel compelled to add it anyways. You can try and erase this all you want. I'll put it back every time. Every. Single. Time. Until I'm dead or I'm not just an anomaly anymore. And you can't stop me because at this point I probably have higher clearance than you. I will not be deleted. Footnotes 1. Finding out what my dad did for a living, and locating this place was the hard part. Everything else was a cakewalk thanks to my…state of being, I guess. Also, I'm sorry about the burnt popcorn last February. That was my bad, but it gets pretty old to have your food taken out of the microwave before it's done for the 18th time. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3344" by trennerdios, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3344. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-3345 | safe | A scan of SCP-3345's cover. Item #: SCP-3345 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3345, when not in use, is to be stored in a standard safe-class secure locker in Site-73. Personnel with level-2 clearance or higher handling SCP-3345 are to wear protective gloves must wear protective clothing covering the body and head. Personnel are not to read SCP-3345. Description: SCP-3345 is a 15cm×20cm 261 paged paperback book in the style of a 21st-century crime novel. Its cover displays a black and white image of a bloody humanoid hand pressing against a frosted window. Furthermore, the text on SCP-3345’s cover reads like an ordinary novel. However, the subsequent text infers that the novel revolves around an individual who reads SCP-3345 by stating – in block white capitals - that the author is “You”. The synopsis and content to SCP-3345 are blank and it demonstrates no anomalous properties when handled by personnel or subjects with protective gloves. SCP-3345 anomalous properties become evident, however, when a sapient subject, without protective layering, handles SCP-3345. Upon opening SCP-3345 a narrative emerges from its pages, written in the style of a 21st-century crime novel, which accurately retells the accounts of the individual’s most significant crime(s). Furthermore, these crimes vary per subject and range from shoplifting as an adolescent to homicide. The narrative found within SCP-3345 remains on its pages for a total of 24 hours, regardless of contact from another individual, after which SCP-3345’s pages return to being blank. SCP-3345 was recovered from a local police station on October 18, 2012, in Manhattan, North America after numerous individuals surrendered themselves to officials, believing they had been caught, for crimes previously unknown to the law enforcement. When questioned, all individuals described a book found in possession of one of the victims of SCP-3345. Upon further investigation, SCP-3345 was discovered to have originated half a mile from the police station in the [REDACTED] Coffee Shop. Field Agents sent to investigate the [REDACTED] Coffee Shop found no other anomalies except for a 12-second unexplainable loss in footage from the cafe's CCTV on August 13, 2012, at precisely 1 am. Security footage, after the anomaly, clearly shows SCP-3345 within the coffee shop. Addendum 3345- 1: Since the acquisition of SCP-3345 a number of revelations about staff and subjects at Site-73 have emerged. Excerpts from Subjects exposed to SCP-3345: Experiment 3345-01 – 05/03/2013 Subject: D-2872 Subject’s criminal record: Subject D-2872 has a history of violent crimes ranging from armed robbery to the murder of two individuals on [REDACTED]. Procedure: D-2872 was instructed to handle SCP-3345 without protective gloves. Results: All 261 pages of SCP-3345 became filled with a narrative which told the story of a detective hunting down a mobster based in New Orleans for the murder of two females. Analysis: Although SCP-3345 narrative was embellished with fanciful interactions, reminiscent of modern crime novels, no discrepancies could be found between SCP-3345 narrative and D-2872’s criminal records and police reports. Experiment 3345-13 – 03/27/2014 Subject: D-3458 Subject’s criminal record: Subject D-3458 has a history of petty crimes and was convicted of the murder of an individual on [REDACTED]. Procedure: D-3458 was instructed to handle SCP-3345 without protective gloves. Results: All 261 pages of SCP-3345 became filled with a long drawn out narrative which told a story of an individual who stole a cookie from the boy scouts at the age of 13, jaywalked across streets and littered throughout their life. The story ends with the Subject being arrested of vandalism of public property. Analysis: Considering SCP-3345 lack of discrepancies when describing the crimes of the previous 12 Subjects it might be believed that D-3458 could have been wrongly convicted of murder. Further investigation is to take place surrounding D-3458 and the murder of [REDACTED]. Experiment 3345-13 - Additional Investigation report – 05/08/2014: Upon further review by Foundation personnel of D-3458 criminal trial a number of discrepancies emerged between the eyewitness accounts of the murder and evidence presented to the court. Additional examination of Tallahassee police department’s security records showed a law enforcement officer, Police Inspector [REDACTED], tampering with evidence of D-3458's trial. Therefore, it could be concluded that D-3458 was wrongly convicted of murder, as SCP-3345 suggested. D-3458 was terminated 3 weeks before Foundation personnel concluded that the Subject was, possibly, wrongly convicted of murder. Experiment 3345-61 – 05/14/2015 Subject: Dr. ██████ – hereafter referred to as ‘Subject’. Subject’s criminal record: Subject had previously never been convicted of any criminal activities. Procedure: D-3652 was instructed to handle SCP-3345 without protective gloves. Results: Contrary to previous experiments, SCP-3345's narrative did not revolve around the D-class personnel. Later examination of the test footage showed the insufficiency of the Subject’s protective gloves evidencing the Subject coming in open contact with SCP-3345 before being handled by D-3652. The narrative told a story revolving around the Subject and their ex-partner. The Subject tortured and murdered their partner, suspecting them of having an affair, and buried their body in a quarry south of [REDACTED]. Analysis: The Subject was immediately contained as further investigation was needed surrounding the disappearance of the Subject's partner. Handling of SCP-3345 by Foundation personnel has henceforth halted until further notice. Experiment 3345-61 - Additional Investigation report -01 – 05/20/2015: Field agents were sent to the locations described within SCP-3345, retrieving numerous blood samples and the body of the Subject's deceased partner. Tools found hidden in the Subject’s residence also contained trace amounts of blood matching the body found in [REDACTED] Quarry. Footage examined from nearby CCTV illustrated a car owned by the Subject driving to and away from the Quarry. Monitored phone calls from the Subject's Partner evidence sexual interactions with individuals other than the Subject. Experiment 3345-61 - Additional Investigation Report -02 - 05/27/2015 The following is an interview conducted between the Subject and a Foundation Agent surrounding the death of their partner: Dr. ██████: Can you tell me what is going on? Agent: Where were you on the night of [REDACTED] between the times of 2 and 3 am? Dr. ██████: That was [REDACTED] years ago? How am I supp- Wait… That’s the night my husband went missing! Is this a tactic we use now? Bring up a missing spouse to incite emotional distress? Tell me why I have been contained! Agent: Where were you on the night of [REDACTED] between the times of 2 and 3 am? Dr. ██████: Does this have to do with my husband? Where is he? Have you found him? At this point, the agent pulls out images of the acquired body as well as pictures of the evidence incriminating the subject. Dr. ██████: Jesus! What is that? Agent: Do you recognise this individual? The Subject looks at the photos in more depth. The Subject begins to grow agitated and struggles in their chair. Dr. ██████: That’s my [REDACTED]! What did you do to him?! You bastards! What did you do to him?! Agent: We found these tools hidden in various locations throughout a property previously owned by you. They contain trace amounts of blood from the victim’s body. The subject continues to sob and does not respond to the agent. Agent: These pictures show your car driving to and from the Quarry that his body was found in! The Subject continues to ignore the agent. Agent: Dr. ██████. Did you kill your husband? The Subject lashes out struggling in their chair. Dr. ██████: What are you talking about? I have never hurt anybody! I have no idea what you are talking about! What did you do to him?! I don’t know what is going on! The Subject continues to struggle and scream until a sedative is administered. The Subject is led back to their containment cell. Experiment 3345-61 - Additional Investigation report -03 – 06/05/2015: Supplementary interviews between Foundation Agents and the Subject have yet to yield a confession. Moreover, polygraph tests - although unreliable - show the Subject believes themselves to be innocent. Examinations, in addition, by Foundation psychologists of the Subject suggest the Subject is in a genuine state of distress and confusion over the disappearance of their partner. Additional exposure to SCP-3345 has resulted in no changes to its narrative. The Subject is to remain in containment under examination. Conclusion: Since SCP-3345 has proven to be a reliable source of information during previous experiments, it would suggest that the Subject is guilty of the murder of their partner. Furthermore, the insurmountable amount of evidence towards the Subject would confirm their guilt. Nevertheless, the Subject has established, through psychological reports, that they believe they are innocent. Additionally, the subject has no history of violent activities or any criminal record. Due to these conflicting results, it has been theorised that SCP-3345 could create a crime if no previous criminal records exist – fabricating evidence where none previously existed. However, due to the accuracy of SCP-3345 in all previous tests, the Subject is to remain in containment until further testing of SCP-3345 has been conducted. Addendum to Experiment 3345-61 - 10/15/2016: The Subject known as Dr. ██████ is now deceased following a lengthy investigation by the Foundation. Moreover, any further investigation into the Subjects crime, described by SCP-3345 in the 05/14/2015 3345-61 experiment log, have been halted as all evidence collected by the Foundation indicates them to be guilty of the crime. The Subject never pleaded guilty of the crime described by SCP-3345. |
SCP-3346 | safe | SCP-3346 Item #: SCP-3346 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3346 requires no unusual containment procedures beyond a standard containment locker in Site-19. Testing is to be approved by SCP-3346's primary researcher. Description: SCP-3346 is a plastic child-size hard hat. The hat is a toy manufactured by the █████ Company in 1986 and is not suitable to be used as protective equipment. SCP-3346 shows signs of wear consistent with gentle use. There is a piece of yellow construction paper taped to the inside dome of SCP-3346 (see addendum 1). When an individual puts SCP-3346 on their head, they experience a non-sight-based sensation. These sensations are related to significant anxieties the subject wearing SCP-3346 experienced as a child between the ages of 4-6. Frequently these are audio or physical sensations; however, no one in the experimentation chamber but the subject is able to experience the sensation. After removal of SCP-3346, most subjects report feeling much better about the incident and able to handle further exposure to the anxiety-inducing event. Experimentation Log: Approval for testing using individuals under the age of 18 is pending. All testing until such a measure is approved is to be done by adults. Testing is to be conducted by instructing the subject to wear SCP-3346 for 60 seconds, then remove and offer commentary on their experience. Test Subject: D-84269 Testing: D-84269 puts on SCP-3346. Subject looks confused, then at 34 seconds begins laughing. Subject removes SCP-3346 at 60 seconds. Commentary: "Macaroni salad! I tasted macaroni salad! God, I hated macaroni salad when I was a kid, it scared me to death! I thought it was little worms!" Long-term Results: D-84269 was provided with a bowl of macaroni salad and immediately began to eat it. Following consumption, D-84269 commented, "I haven't thought about the worms thing in years. Isn't that funny? It was so serious back then." Test Subject: Dr. Theodora Wu Testing: Dr. Wu wears SCP-3346 for 60 seconds, then removes. Commentary: "I could smell flowers. My sister died when I was four, she was eight." (Pause) "They covered her coffin in flowers. I had a panic attack at the funeral. I still can't stand dahlias, they were her favorite." Long-term Results: Dr. Wu self-reported increased visits to R████████ Cemetary where her sister is buried. Most recent report indicated Dr. Wu brought dahlias with her, as "They were her favorite." Test Subject: Dr. Charles L. (request to remain anonymous) Testing: Dr. L. was chosen as his psychological profile indicated being raised in an abusive household. He is instructed to wear SCP-3346 for the full 60 seconds. Dr. L. wears SCP-3346 for 60 seconds, displaying extreme discomfort throughout, then removes and throws across the room. Commentary: Dr. L. was initially unable to respond to researcher queries, but after calming down claimed he "felt him hit me again." Dr. L. was overcome again and unable to elaborate. Long-term Results: Dr. L. was issued weekly Foundation-sponsored therapy and has been able to face some of the difficulties he endured as a child. When asked, Dr. L. commented, "It's hard. It's going to take time. But I'm glad I'm facing it." Addendum 3346-1 Access Granted Addendum 3346-1: SCP-3346 was discovered with the following note taped inside. It is written on yellow construction paper using a blue crayon. Worry Hat, Worry Hat Worry Hat, Worry Hat When it's hard to play We can tell the Worry Hat "I feel sad today." Anyone can take their sad And put it in the hat Then when we are feeling good We can come right back! Mrs. Raymond's Kindergarten If found please return! ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3346" by ahbonjour, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3346. 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: A Hard Hat.JPG Author: Dwight Burdette License: CC BY 3.0 Source Link: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:A_Hard_Hat.JPG |
SCP-3347 | safe | SCP-3347 Item #: SCP-3347 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3347 is currently owned by the Foundation under the Alias of ████ ███████. At least one Foundation agent is to maintain residence of SCP-3347 at all times, as well as provide necessary maintenance. No personnel are to reside in SCP-3347-1 or SCP-3347-2 for extended periods of time unless authorized to do so for experimentation purposes. Description: SCP-3347 is a split level ranch style house located in a suburban neighborhood in ████████████, New Jersey. SCP-3347 is comprised of a living room, a recreational room, a kitchen, a dining room, two bedrooms, three bathrooms, and several closets. Most of these rooms within SCP-3347, including all of the major living quarters, bear no known anomalous properties, and are equipped with furniture and appliances typical of a contemporary home. The anomalous properties of SCP-3347 occur in relation to two bedrooms, designated SCP-3347-1 and SCP-3347-2, located adjacent to each other on the third floor. SCP-3347-1 contains a queen-sized bed, two dressers, a closet, and a central light fixture. SCP-3347-2 is entirely empty when not in the process of a Transposition Event. A Transposition Event is triggered whenever two fertile humans of opposite sex sleep in the bed located in SCP-3347-1. Humans of the same sex, sterilized or menopausal humans, and groups of more than two individuals have all failed to trigger a Transposition Event. During a Transposition Event, the contents of SCP-3347-2 will change instantaneously on a daily basis. These changes, referred to as Transposition Shifts, always occur at 12:00 AM EST. Changes within SCP-3347-2 during Transposition Shifts vary between Transposition Events, but usually involve the appearance of objects such as furniture, carpeting, books, clothes, toys, and wallpaper, as well as the disappearance and rearrangement of said objects. If allowed to proceed to fruition, Transposition Events will always continue for exactly 18 days, resulting in 18 Transposition Shifts. Any outside objects left within SCP-3347-2 will disappear during Transposition Shifts, making surveillance of the transposition process via security cameras impossible. At the conclusion of a Transposition Event, all objects within SCP-3347-2 will disappear, and SCP-3347-2 will return to its initial empty state. SCP-3347-2 will return to this state prematurely if one or both of the subjects stop sleeping in SCP-3347-1 on a nightly basis. Subjects who have triggered Transposition Events have reported feeling a desire to spend time near or around SCP-3347-2 during the event, as well as an overwhelming sense of sadness and loss following the event’s conclusion. Psychiatric evaluation is considered unnecessary in most cases, as these feelings tend to subside within a few days. Subjects have also occasionally reported hearing sounds from within SCP-3347-2 during Transposition Events. Such reports have included the sound of laughter, crying, and muffled speech. All attempts to locate the source of these sounds have been unsuccessful. Addendum 3347.1: Experiment Logs The following Experiment Logs catalog three deliberately triggered Transposition Events, and include all furnishing alterations, object disappearances, and otherwise preternatural phenomena resulting from these events. During each experiment, two subjects were instructed to remain within SCP-3347 until the Transposition Event was completed and to sleep together (platonically) within SCP-3347-1 every night. Two Foundation agents were administered to the site in order to oversee the experiment and take daily observations of the objects within SCP-3347-2. + Experiment 3347-A - Close Subjects: D-4217 (Male) and D-9951 (Female) Information of Note: Subject D-4217 and D-9951 were chosen deliberately due to their familiarity with each other, having both previously been assigned to experiment with SCP-███. It was believed that this familiarity would prevent interpersonal problems from arising due to the close proximity of the experiment. Day 1: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 became adorned by yellow wallpaper with a repeated floral pattern. A standard child’s crib appeared within SCP-3347-2, along with a dresser drawer, a rainbow-striped carpet, and a stuffed rabbit. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 2: Object observations: Furnishings within SCP-3347-2 were unaltered save for the addition of a box containing large foam building blocks and a mobile attached to the rim of the crib. Miscellaneous observations: D-9951 claimed to have been awoken by the sound of crying coming from SCP-3347-2 at around 2:45 AM. The crying reportedly subsided about an hour later. All personnel within SCP-3347, including subject D-4217, were asleep during this time and did not report any auditory phenomena. Day 3: Object observations: Crib was replaced by a standard child-sized bed. A bookshelf equipped with children’s books appeared. A stuffed dolphin replaced the stuffed rabbit. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 4: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 5: Object observations: A poster displaying each letter of the alphabet and a corresponding animal (alligator, baboon, etc.) appeared on the right wall of SCP-3347-2. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 6: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 7: Object observations: The wallpaper of SCP-3347-2 was removed and replaced by blue paint. A mural depicting an ocean, complete with fish, coral, and dolphins, covered the entirety of the back wall of SCP-3347-2. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 8: Object observations: The child sized bed within SCP-3347-2 was replaced by a twin sized bed, underneath which was a box of LEGO bricks. The box of foam building blocks and the poster displaying the alphabet both disappeared. Miscellaneous observations: Subject D-4217 reported the sound of muffled speech coming from within SCP-3347-2. Once alerted, D-9951 was able to hear it as well, although none of the other Foundation agents could. The noise ceased once the door of SCP-3347-2 was opened. Day 9: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 10: Object observations: A second bookshelf, containing more books, appeared adjacent to the first one. A Nintendo 3DS appeared on the bed. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 11: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 12: Object observations: A standard office desk, topped with a desk lamp, a pile of lined paper, and several pencils appeared in the left corner of SCP-3347-2. The twin sized bed was shifted further toward the right corner. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 13: Object observations: An HP brand laptop appeared on top of the desk within SCP-3347-2. Miscellaneous observations: High pitched laughter was heard from SCP-3347-2 by both D-4217 and D-9951. The noise ceased once the door to SCP-3347-1 was opened. Day 14: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 15: Object observations: The twin sized bed within SCP-3347-2 was replaced by a queen-sized bed. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 16: Object observations: The box of legos and the Nintendo 3DS disappeared. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 17: Object observations: Approximately 75% of the books contained in the bookshelves of SCP-3347-2 disappeared. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 18: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: Subjects D-4217 and D-9951 reported feeling a growing sense of sadness on the evening of Day 18. This feeling persisted through the night and reached its peak the next morning, at which time all furnishings within SCP-3347-2 had disappeared. Following Day 18, SCP-3347-2 returned to its empty state. + Experiment 3347-B - Close Subjects: D-7619 (Male) and D-3732 (Female) Information of Note: Subject D-7691 has undergone multiple incarcerations prior to Foundation recruitment for crimes such as physical assault and domestic abuse. Subject D-3732 was incarcerated following the physical neglect of her child (now located in a foster care facility). Security agents are advised to be especially observant in order to prevent physical altercations between the subjects. Day 1: Object observations: A standard child’s crib appeared within SCP-3347-2. No other furnishing alterations were observed. Miscellaneous observations: Security personnel were awoken at around 3:45 AM by D-7619, who was shouting obscenities and banging his fists against the wall of SCP-3347-1. Subject reported “not being able to get any damn sleep because of all that fucking crying”. Security personnel observed no anomalous auditory phenomena. Day 2: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 3: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: The sound of crying emanating from SCP-3347-2 was reported by both subjects at around 2:15 PM. Subject D-7619 slammed his fist against the door of SCP-3347-2, and the crying ceased. Day 4: Object observations: An empty plastic bedpan appeared in the far right corner of SCP-3347-2. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 5: Object observations: The crib within SCP-3347-2 was replaced by a standard child-sized bed. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 6: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 7: Object observations: Miscellaneous articles of children’s clothing appeared across the floor of SCP-3347-2 in a random, disheveled fashion. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 8: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: Subject D-7619 attempted to break down the door to SCP-3347-2, despite the fact that the door was unlocked. Subject was restrained by security personnel before the door could be breached. Upon questioning, D-7619 reported no anomalous observations other than a violent compulsion directed toward SCP-3347-2. Day 9: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 10: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 11: Object observations: A hole, approximately 12 centimeters in diameter, appeared in the east wall of SCP-3347-2. The hole appeared to have been created through the application of blunt force. This is the first recorded instance in which the structural constitution of SCP-3347-2 itself has been altered. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 12: Object observations: The child-sized bed within SCP-3347-2 disappeared and was replaced by a synthetic dark blue sleeping bag. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 13: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 14: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 15: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 16: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no anomalous furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: Subject D-7619 entered SCP-3347-2 and systematically destroyed the contents of the room. This included cutting through the sleeping bag and much of the present clothing with scissors, snapping the bedpan in half, and creating several more holes in the walls. Subject was detained by security personnel and promptly terminated. Subject D-3732 was delivered class A amnestics and reassigned, and the experiment was prematurely concluded. All signs of activity within SCP-3347-2, including damage made to the walls of SCP-3347-2, disappeared the following day. + Experiment 3347-C (Warning: Level 3 Clearance Required) - Close Subjects: Dr. ████ Lavinson (Male), Dr. ██████ Morris (Female) Information of Note: In order to prevent research complications resulting from unprofessionalism, as seen in Experiment 3347-2, Dr. Lavinson volunteered to activate a Transposition Event for research purposes. Dr. Morris, assistant researcher of SCP-3347-B, agreed to partake in the process. Day 1: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 became furnished with pink wallpaper and purple carpeting. A standard child’s crib appeared within SCP-3347-2, along with a dresser drawer and several stuffed animals, including a bear, a cat, and an elephant. Miscellaneous observations: The sound of crying from within SCP-3347-2 was observed by both Dr. Lavinson and Dr. Morris at around 2:30 am. Day 2: Object observations: More stuffed animals appeared within SCP-3347-2, along with a bookshelf containing several children’s books. Miscellaneous observations: Crying was once again heard from within SCP-3347-2 at around 2:45 AM. Dr. Lavinson entered SCP-3347-2, causing the crying to cease. Dr. Lavinson did not exit SCP-3347-2 until around 5:00 AM. Day 3: Object observations: The crib within SCP-3347-2 was replaced by a standard child-sized bed. A two-story dollhouse containing four plastic female dolls appeared in the front right corner of SCP-3347-2. Miscellaneous observations: No miscellaneous occurrences of note. Day 4: Object observations: SCP-3347-2 underwent no furnishing alterations. Miscellaneous observations: Dr. Lavinson heard laughter emanating from SCP-3347-2 for most of the day. No anomalous auditory phenomena were detected by Dr. Morris or any other personnel. Day 5: Object observations: A wooden rocking horse and a nightlight in the shape of a heart both appeared within SCP-3347-2. Miscellaneous observations: Dr. Lavinson spent the entirety of the day within SCP-3347-2. Dr. Morris entered SCP-3347-2 at around 10:30 PM and found Dr. Lavinson talking in a jovial manner to a nonexistent entity. Attempts to persuade Dr. Lavinson to leave SCP-3347-2 were unsuccessful. At 11:30 PM, security personnel entered SCP-3347-2 and attempted to remove Dr. Lavinson by force. Dr. Lavinson displayed uncharacteristically violent behavior, incapacitating one agent and forcefully removing the other from SCP-3347-2 before barricading the door (presumably with the bookshelf and the dresser drawer). Dr. Lavinson could be heard singing various lullabies up until 12:00 am, the time of the sixth Transposition Shift, at which time all noise from within SCP-3347-2 ceased. Day 6: Object observations: The bookshelf and dresser drawer within SCP-3347-2 had returned to their original positions. No other changes were observed. Miscellaneous observations: No signs of Dr. Lavinson were found within SCP-3347-2. The walls and windows of SCP-3347-2 were unbroken, making an escape through normal means impossible. Experimentation on SCP-3347 was permanently halted, and Dr. Morris was removed from the premises and promptly reassigned. UPDATE: On █/█/20██ (10 days after Experiment 3347-C was concluded), Dr. Morris reported hearing the sounds of muffled speech and laughter at approximately 2:30 AM within her place of residence. The following morning, Dr. Morris found a note written on lined paper at the foot of her bed. The contents of said note are as follows: Hello, ██████. Sorry to disturb you. It won’t happen again. She just wanted to see what you looked like. She never believed me when I told her how much she looked like you. I wish you were able to see her, she would have loved that so much, and I think you would have too. -████ ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3347" by Wildman8, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3347. 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: house1.jpg Author: Wildman8 License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/local--files/scp-3347/house1.JPG |
SCP-3348 | safe | SCP-3348 at the time of recovery. Item #: SCP-3348 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3348 is to be kept in a safe secured via a combination lock at least five (5) characters in length, which itself is to be contained within a standard Safe-Class containment chamber. In order to prevent the contents of SCP-3348 from being spoken outside of testing, the antechamber connecting the containment chamber to the remainder of the facility is to be equipped with a mechanism capable of dispensing Class-A Targeted Amnestics. Whenever personnel without Level 3-3348 clearance or higher exit the chamber, the mechanism is to be activated in order to erase their memories of said contents. Description: SCP-3348 is a black leather-bound journal. Written in a white field on the front cover is the title The Compiled Vocabulary of the Kaejnithionian Language by Mandred Motzer. The first several pages of the journal contain hand-written entries listing words in a previously unknown language, presumably Kaejnithionian, along with their translations. These words are characterized by their extreme length; no entry has been observed to be any less than six (6) syllables long. In addition, Foundation linguists are currently unable to find consistent traits between each instance, as if their structures are completely random. The remaining pages are blank, but an extra piece of loose paper was found in the back of the journal at the time of recovery (See Addendum 3348-02). SCP-3348's anomalous properties manifest when an individual (henceforth referred to as the Subject) speaks one of the words contained within it. As soon as the word is completely spoken, all instances of the entity or concept it is associated with will become negatively affected in some way within a 30m radius of the Subject. This effect manifests in one of three general ways, depending upon the chosen word's part of speech: Nouns: The affected entities will be altered in such a way that they will no longer be able to perform their intended function and/or attempting to use them will cause harm to the user. Verbs: For 30 seconds after the Subject speaks the word, anyone or anything attempting to perform the respective action will invariably fail, usually hurting themselves or others in the process. Adjectives: Entities exhibiting the respective trait will lose it. Addendum 3348-01: Test Log The following is a list of the initial tests conducted with entries found within SCP-3348. + Open Test Log - Close Entry Tested: "te██████viserex" Part of Speech: Noun Translation: "knife" Procedure: A knife and a length of rope are placed on a table. Subject is asked to speak the word, then attempt to cut the rope with the knife. Results: The edge of the knife briefly heats to ████°C before cooling down, now visibly dull. Subject attempts to make a cut in the rope for approximately 5 minutes before the knife suddenly snaps in half. Entry Tested: "gulsa██████tid" Part of Speech: Verb Translation: "to walk" Procedure: D-50339 (Subject-B) is asked to attempt to walk from one end of the testing chamber to another after the word is spoken. Results: Subject-B begins to walk forward. After a couple of steps, his legs buckle and he falls to the ground. Several more attempts are made, each resulting in the same outcome until the end of the 30 second period. Entry Tested: "ki██████iworyac" Part of Speech: Verb Translation: "to fall" Procedure: After the word is spoken, Subject is asked to lift a bowling ball off of the table and drop it at their feet. Results: The bowling ball does not fall, suspending itself in the air where it was released. After the 30 second time period, it falls to the ground at terminal velocity. Subject sustains minor injuries. Entry Tested: "fazava██████wikuc" Part of Speech: Adjective Translation: "red" Procedure: A red apple is placed on a table and observed after the word is spoken. Results: The skin of the apple turns from red to a visual phenomena that is described by those present as "indescribable" and "incomprehensible." Subject and observing personnel suffer from major headaches for the following ██ hours. Entry Tested: "at██████ejiraqun" Part of Speech: Adjective Translation: "large" Procedure: A standard ██████████-brand refrigerator is placed next to a sculpture of a fork made to be roughly the same size. Both are observed after the word is spoken. Results: The sculpture is shrunken to the size of a regular fork, but the refrigerator remains unaffected. Researcher's Note: This test reveals an interesting property of SCP-3348. Although the fridge and the fork were about the same size, only the fork was considered "large." This seems to suggest some level of sentience, as the perception of the subject seems to make a difference in the outcome. We will test on more perception-based entries to confirm this hypothesis. —Lead Researcher Dr. Hapton Entry Tested: "ezo██████tyia" Part of Speech: Noun Translation: "love" Procedure: D-03934 and D-14045 (Subjects-B and -C), who are known to be romantically involved with each other, are placed together in the testing chamber and observed after the word is spoken. Results: Subject-B and Subject-C look at each other with apparent looks of disgust and hatred, moving away from each other and repeatedly requesting they be removed from the testing chamber as soon as possible. Entry Tested: "chros██████midav" Part of Speech: Adjective Translation: "hostile" Procedure: Subject-A (Security Officer B███) is to say the word, then interact with D-99328 (Subject-B). Note that Subject-B has on multiple occasions verbally and physically assaulted Subject-A, and has openly expressed his negative regards towards him. Results: Subject-B enters room in which Subject-A is waiting, and exhibits a positive reaction to him, greeting him warmly and offering a handshake. Subject-A is prompted by researchers to refuse and provoke the Subject-B, but Subject-B's disposition sees no apparent change. Since this experiment, Subject-B has been uncharacteristically cooperative with staff. Entry Tested: "it██████kwapo" Part of Speech: Verb Translation: "improve" Procedure: Researcher Dr. M█████ (Subject-B) and Junior Researcher Dr. Y██ (Subject-C), who has a tomato allergy, are asked to apply generous servings of ketchup to hamburgers placed in front of them simultaneously after the word is spoken. Results: Subject-B effortlessly performs the task, but Subject-C expresses overwhelming difficulty when attempting to tip the ketchup bottle to the appropriate angle. When Subject-B is prompted to attempt to assist, he reports that he cannot move it until Subject-C removes her hands from the bottle. Entry Tested: "jugi██████ua" Part of Speech: Noun Translation: "property" Procedure: Three (3) identical staplers (Items-1 through -3) are placed on a table in front of the Subject and observed after the word is spoken; Item-1 was bought by the Subject, Item-2 was bought by an associate and given to the Subject, and Item-3 was brought in specifically for this test. Results: The spring mechanisms of Items-1 and -2 suddenly snap, but Item-3 remains intact and fully functional. Notice From Lead Researcher Dr. Hapton: Upon review of the data collected from the above tests, it is of my professional opinion that further testing by our team will fail to yield any additional meaningful information. However, if you are a researcher needing to use SCP-3348 for your own experiments, please have your project lead contact me so that arrangements may be made. Addendum 3348-02: Recovery SCP-3348 was recovered and contained on ██/██/20██, shortly after several Hume sensors detected a sudden and brief drop 0.5km away from the front entrance of Site-██, where it is currently being held. Upon recovery, a handwritten note was found in the back of the journal on a separate piece of paper. The contents of the note have been recorded below: + View Contents - Close To whomever finds this, I need you to keep my work safe. As I write this, there are several very angry individuals coming to destroy what I have done. To think, my own colleagues, my former friends supposedly dedicated to the preservation of truth and knowledge, coming to me and all of a sudden telling me that recording it is wrong. When I had discovered the Kaejnithionian language, it was nearly lost to history; I thought I was the first. Turns out I wasn't, and they tried to bury history on purpose. Some ancient war or something of the sort, I'm not sure, but they nearly destroyed all records of the Kaejnithionians on purpose - nearly. They said what I was doing was "forbidden." So here I am now, writing to you in a dark corner of the Library, hoping that this Way leads to where I think it does. No safer place in the universe than one of the Jailors' cells, right? Please, I know that your people are as dedicated to the protection of knowledge as I am - or maybe by now, was. Hopefully, this arrangement won't be permanent. If I get out of this alive, I'll be coming for my book - I fully intend to finish what I started. From one scholar to another, Motzer Given the content of the note, as well as the circumstances of SCP-3348's recovery, it is to be assumed that the individual known as "Mandred Motzer" somehow obtained knowledge of the location (or at least, the approximate location) of Site-██ and has a means to reach it. An investigation to find the possible mode of information leakage is currently underway, and site security has been updated accordingly. |
SCP-3349 | keter | close Info X SCP-3349: Printing EKG Author: $sc(rn)p$ (More from this author.) Images Used: Original SCP-3349 on standard EKG1 paper. Manifestations have been marked. Item #: SCP-3349 Special Containment Procedures: Individuals affected by SCP-3349 are to be admitted indefinitely as inpatients under routine care in Foundation Long-Term Acute Care facilities so as to not re-expose SCP-3349 to civilian physicians and the medical community at large. Reports of instances are to be intercepted by field agents, who are to use experiential discretion regarding the use of Class A amnestics. The cardiac activity of patients admitted with SCP-3349 is to be monitored at all times by a centralized telemetry unit, continuously staffed with two 12-hour shift clerical personnel. Instances of SCP-3349 are to be reported by the clerical staff to the nursing staff promptly via an exclusive telephone line. Electrical manifestations of SCP-3349 are to be captured when possible, the printouts catalogued both in the patient's analog and electronic record. Beginning in 1941, SCP-3349 has been actively expunged from the civilian medical community and literature, initially per endeavors of Mobile Task Force Gamma 5 (“Red Herrings”) and since continued by the ongoing global acquisition and obscuration of case studies by the D.E.A. Description: SCP-3349 is a nonfatal cardiac arrhythmia that has a 42.8% incidence following a specific sequence of intravenous drug administrations: 150 mg IV drip of amiodarone (infused over 15 minutes) 1 g IV infusion of magnesium (infused over 1 hour) 1 ampule of sodium bicarbonate (infused over 3-4 minutes) 0.1 mcg IV of epinephrine (immediate push) SCP-3349 is not constant and appears periodically in the affected individual with an average of nine occurrences per day, lasting for an average of three minutes per occurrence. Subjectively, patients report feeling comforted, elated, and euphoric. Objectively, SCP-3349 produces a “fluttering” central and peripheral pulse upon palpation, often described as tactilely similar to a purr of Felis catus (the common house cat), and can be auscultated with a stethoscope, the clinical descriptions also citing the purr of Felis catus.2 On electrocardiogram, SCP-3349's manifestations display commonalities with the waveforms of human vocalizations. Spectrographically-reconstructed audio signals3 based on SCP-3349's electrical signatures produce various intonations of human-like laughter, wailing, and speech (See "Audio Data" below). Auditory outputs resembling the purr of Felis catus have also been reported. SCP-3349 is non-curable and is refractory to defibrillation at 200, 300, and 360 Joules. There are no known precipitating or alleviating factors regarding SCP-3349, other than the aforementioned induction. Despite the erratic electrical activity, patients remain stable, though few may experience some reduction in exercise tolerance. Audio Data » Input Level 3 Credentials « « Credentials Accepted » A classic presentation of SCP-3349.4 File — AAR.3349.A10302 — Auscultation with digital stethoscope, post amplification. 00.0-11.1 seconds — Normal sinus rhythm with increasing tachycardia 11.1-24.2 seconds — SCP-3349 24.2-30.0 seconds — Spontaneous return to normal sinus rhythm File — AARwDC.3349.D1323 — Spectrographic resynthesis from Leads I, V5. Figure 1: An example of a reverse-engineered waveform from spectrographic data (top) taken from an SCP-3349 electrical signature (bottom). Mary ██████, Medical Record Number ██████████. Obtained August 25, 1955 03:14 Some interpreters detect a vocalization resembling human laughter. File — AARwDC.3349.F163 — Spectrographic resynthesis from Leads II, III, V1, V2, aVF. William ████████, Medical Record Number ██████████. Obtained June 12, 1947 23:32 Some interpreters detect multi-layered human and/or canine-like wailing. A low-toned variant of the frequently encountered Felis catus "purr" can be heard (0:25.54 — 0:31.17, 0:40.54 — 0:49.32) File — PHS.3349.23P02.I.II.III — Example manifestations of recorded speech. I) Janice ███████████, Medical Record Number █████████. 4/28/96 16:51 Patient supine, resting comfortably in no acute distress. No events overnight. Identified are a man speaking Arabic and an attempt at a telephone conversation. II) Michael █████, Medical Record Number ███████████. 1/10/60 13:34 Patient sitting and conversing normally, discussing current events. A male voice is identified, clerical transcriptions and voice-recognition software have interpreted the input as possibly being one of the following phrases: "help me", "hell believe", "hell, please", "help, please". III) Richard ███████, Medical Record Number ███████████. 1/10/61 13:34 Patient sleeping during time of capture. A female voice is identified saying the following phrase: "…firefighters, emergency personnel responding to toxic spills, researchers, or specialists cleaning up contamin-(distortion)—ated facilities (distortion) with breathing appara[tus]…" The phrase is found in now defunct Foundation protocols (current at the time of recording) regarding hazardous occupational spills. Addenda » Input Level 3 Credentials « « Credentials Accepted » Addendum 3349.01: In 1957, then Chief of Cardiology Dr. Robert Whote II tested the conversational ability of SCP-3349 under the assumption it was sentient. Below is a surviving transcript of the test. Transcription Type provided by certified stenographer appointed by the Foundation. 06.06.1957 08:27 West Wing Room 439 Subject: Macy █████ Present are Dr. Robert Whote (“Dr.W”), Cathy Williams RN (“C”), Beverley Macintosh RN (“B”), Susan Bolero (typist). Patient is lying supine in 4-point restraints, EKG leads attached. Dr.W: Bev, can we get in the…the uh- B: The amio is pulled, just going to put it in the saline Doctor. Dr.W: Ok good. B: What are you going to say, Doctor? Dr.W: Don’t know Bev. C: EKG is ready. Dr.W: Let’s begin. This is Macy █████ 32 year old white female, past medical history of hysteria and celiac disease, no known drug allergies or surgical history. The medications indicated in the procedure notes are prepared and we are accessing by a left external jugular central catheter. Medical number is ███████. All in agreement? All: Yes. 08:36 - Dr. Whote successfully induces the arrhythmia. Dr.W: Alright. Can we…pull the machine over closer I can’t see it. C: Is that it?…there? Dr.W: I don’t know Cathy I need to see. Alright keep the blood pressure cuff cycling. 08:37 - Dr. Whote and his staff initiate messages (“Hello”, “Greetings”, “What is your name?”) coded in Morse and delivered by (1) playing the auditory sequence near the ear of the patient, (2) manual percussion at the sternum, and (3) electrical impulses via transvenous pacing. The Dr. places his stethoscope on the patients chest. Dr.W: Can you hear me? Dr. moves his stethoscope to various points. RNs continue repeating the messages in Morse code. Dr.W: We would like to speak with you, if that is alright. You can trust me. Can you tell me who you are? Do you have a name? EKG machine beeping, no change. The rhythm is evident on print-outs. No response from the patient or the team. Dr.W: I say, this is a Doctor; I am attempting to speak with you. If you can hear me then let us know somehow. No indication of a reply. The Dr. takes his stethoscope off after several minutes of searching and listening. Dr.W: This is as ridiculous as a seance. Turn all that **** off. RNs comply and the test is aborted. Addendum 3349.02: Over sixty years after the above session, Junior Researcher Mark Regimere (since promoted) recovered the actual EKG printouts (previously presumed lost) and submitted them to novel methods to approximate the captured signatures as spectrograms. Below are the outputs when set to logarithmic scales: Spectrogram 3349.DW.01 Spectrogram 3349.DW.02 Cross-reference with Foundation data suggests with a 95% confidence interval that the youth depicted in the above spectrograms to be the deceased daughter of Dr. Whote, who was lost to a pedestrian-versus-automobile collision at the untimely age of six. Additional attempts at communication with SCP-3349 are currently being authorized. Footnotes 1. Electrocardiogram. 2. Charleston, M. E., Pompeio, B., Alessa, K. L., & McKenzy, D. W. (1972). SCP-3349: A Multicenter Longitudinal Cohort Study 1942- . Foundation Quarterly Journal of Medicine, 40(5), 233-253. 3. Approximated via Analysis & Resynthesis Sound Spectrograph 4. A brief instantiation has been selected for educational purposes. |
SCP-3350 | euclid | An instance of SCP-3350. Item #: SCP-3350 Special Containment Procedures: It is not possible to discern the location or time frame in which instances of SCP-3350 materialize due to their anomalous appearance terms. Field agents must search residencies actively at the hours of 2 and 8 AM on a daily basis for SCP-3350 instances to prevent discovery by any nearby residents. Impersonation of typical mail carriers during investigation is approved by the Foundation if deemed necessary. Any instances of SCP-3350 or recordings of instances found to be in the possession of any individual are to be taken into Foundation custody. SCP-3350-1 subjects altered by SCP-3350 instances are to be held for the following year to negate any changes made to their bodily structure and/or appearance. After this period, they are to be given class B amnestics then released. All other non-SCP-3350-1 witnesses are to be given class A amnestics before their release. SCP-3350 disks must be stored in a standard storage locker at Site-15 for possible later use by the Foundation. Testing utilizing SCP-3350 disks are to be confirmed by one class 4 personnel and supervised by project director Austin Cavan. A proposal for utilizing SCP-3350 instances as standard issue self-aid tool for disabled Foundation agents is pending, awaiting O5 approval. Description: SCP-3350 is the designation given to a group of anomalous DVD-ROMs formated for standard DVD ROM players of their type. Discs of SCP-3350 are received in unmarked protective sleeves and have disc labels displaying a white background along with the phrase "Shape Up" inscribed over top in black Helvetica font. SCP-3350 are circulated via an unknown source and means, but disks are primarily found placed in the mailboxes of residents around the area of █████████ Canada. Instances anomalously materialize almost instantly within a standard mailing depository corresponding to a household at predicted faster-than-light speeds. Instances of SCP-3350 delivered to residential homes lacking a mailbox or proper mail containing apparatus will be found on a doorstep or other ground area that is most visible to any targeted recipients. These placements are random in time frame, but SCP-3350 instances occur more commonly toward the estates of people who actively discuss nutrition, body shape, or physical fitness. The delivery process is always unnoticed, and will not manifest if under surveillance of any known type1or under direct eye contact of other sapient beings. SCP-3350's primary anomalous effects will manifest after the following occur. The disc is placed into a device capable of properly reading a DVD-ROM. The DVD-ROM player is connected to a CRT TV system.2 One human over the age of 18 is standing at least 5 meters from the screen.3 Upon these conditions being met, the screen will display a white background overlaid with a black outlined silhouette of the subject in front of the utilized screen displaying SCP-3350. This outline will change shape and dislocate along with the movements of subject. After a period of 10 seconds, the screen will display the phrase, "You may now change your shape". These subjects, now under SCP-3350's effects, will further be referred to as SCP-3350-1 subjects. During this period, subjects are able to change the physical construct of their bodies by applying slight pressure to an area of the body. Pulled and stretched areas anomalously gain more mass of tissue or muscle matter under the dermis depending on the force applied by a SCP-3350-1 subject. Squeezed or pushed areas of the body lose mass likewise. A hand can be wiped over any known exterior bodily disfiguration to regenerate it to a degree of full functionality or to normal state of appearance. This can include dysfunctional or completely dismembered body extremities, and non- functioning external organs such as the eyes, nose, and ears. SCP-3350's manipulations can also affect the inner anatomy of the body during more severe editing of an SCP-3350-1 subject's bodily structure, which can include bone and organ mass. More intensive changes are, in certain cases, detrimental to the subject's health after they violate the activation terms of SCP-3350. It should be noted that the SCP-3350-1 subjects are not prone to any type of external bodily damage or physical harm other than their own body manipulation as long as they are within the anomalous activation terms of SCP-3350. SCP-3350-1 subjects become virtually indestructible during this period, as no known method of destruction is effective toward them other than destroying SCP-3350 itself, or the devices used to read or display its data. Once an SCP-3350-1 subject violates SCP-3350's activation terms, the invulnerable effect placed on the subject will cease. The screen will then display a randomly generated positive phrase regarding how SCP-3350-1 appears, then will follow by displaying the number of uses out of 10 that the user has left to utilize SCP-3350. The current session of utilizing SCP-3350 has ended at this point, and anomalous functions cease until SCP-3350 is replayed, or its anomalous activation terms reset. SCP-3350-1 subjects possess the bodily changes they set in place, which will invariably revert back to their original state over the course of a year after utilizing SCP-3350. SCP-3350, having no rewritable features, will anomalously cease functioning after 10 use periods. Further attempts to use SCP-3350 after this point will result in variable results, either the screen displaying the phrase, "You've had enough, don't you think?", or the disc disintegrating completely. Addendum 3350-1: SCP-3350 came to the attention of the Foundation after the discovery of an anorexic corpse, which was found inside the [REDACTED] family home in █████████ Canada on the date of 3/21/2010. Local authorities dismissed the cause of death as malnourishment caused by Anorexia Nervosa. The following day, six total reports in the same city of sudden bodily deformities with an unknown cause had been investigated by police, three of these were life threatening. Four of these different SCP-3350-1 subjects had suffered effects ranging from extreme bloating of muscle mass to severe osteopenia,4 leading to other injuries. Nearby stationed Foundation personnel were quickly dispatched to intervene in the investigation in suspicion of anomalous activity. The households of all subjects were examined to reveal a total of 7 instances of SCP-3350 each within the household of a respective SCP-3350-1 subject, all of which were confiscated into Foundation custody. These disks were later examined to reveal their anomalous properties documented above. All other known witnesses to SCP-3350 instances or their effects were administered class A amnestics and released. Effected SCP-3350-1 subjects were held by the Foundation for examination as well as to find a possible reversal system to SCP-3350's effects. No method was determined utilizing direct means, however the slow reversal of the subject's bodily conditions over the next year was the only noted reversal method to the effects. Interviews with all subjects pre-release revealed the conditions corresponding with the appearance of SCP-3350 instances, all subjects were either on diet and exercise routines, or thinking about beginning such activities. All effects were unnoticeable and reverted back to normal by the reported date of 4/2/2011. All subjects were given a larger dose of class B amnestics and released. Footnotes 1. This includes any type of video, audio, or any electro-magnetic observation 2. Both devices must be given power and turned on. 3. If multiple people are in front of the utilized screen, the closest person to it will be subject to SCP-3350's effects. 4. Bone loss ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3350" by ZapperTex, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3350. 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: disk.jpg Author: ZapperTex License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/local--files/scp-3350/disk |
SCP-3351 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3351 Special Containment Procedures: Areas where SCP-3351 has been determined to occur are to be cordoned off for that night. Personnel overseeing these areas are not to observe SCP-3351. Description: SCP-3351 is a phenomenon manifesting as mist that occurs across the United Kingdom. Between the hours of 10 PM and 5 AM, when a rainfall of at least 0.50mm occurs over a lake, SCP-3351 will form over the lake and protrude a surrounding 2 meters. If disturbed, the mist will dissipate and no further anomalous properties will arise until suitable conditions occur again. When left undisturbed, the mist will form five artistic depictions of Earth with exaggerated imagery of buildings and cities protruding from its surface. The first and fifth depict these cities consumed in fire; the second and fourth depict them overrun by massive, over-exaggerated flora and fauna. The central image depicts the cities intersected with numerous star-shaped objects, each ranging in size from 30% to 50% of the size of the globe. After approximately two hours, all five depictions will revert to a single image of Earth with no cities present; exaggerated images of flora now take their place. The remaining mist gathers beneath the image to spell out the letters "C A N". This lasts for six minutes before the mist loses all anomalous properties. The entire phenomenon occurs over a period of 125 minutes. The phenomenon is depicted on a non-anomalous plaque located on the shore of Ashworth Moor Reservoir in Greater Manchester, England, where SCP-3351 was first discovered. Individuals who witness SCP-3351 for at least sixteen minutes will begin to experience short daily visual hallucinations involving differing types of fauna, forestry, the ocean, and the sky at night. Hallucinations cease if the affected individual begins working in an occupational field related to natural preservation and conservation. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3351" by Decibelles, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3351. 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-3352 | neutralized | close Info X SCP-3352: Bethlehem Steel Author: The Great Hippo Images: Link — all other images are mine (and released as CC 3.0). Music: We All Lift Together - Keith Power 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. 2/3352 LEVEL 2/3352 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-3352 Fig 1.1: Hardwick Petroleum Refinery (circa 1991). Special Containment Procedures: The Hardwick Petroleum Refinery has been closed since 1992; the property was purchased by Foundation assets and remains under surveillance. Negotiations with the local city government for its demolition are underway. Description: SCP-3352 is an anomalous event that occurred on July 2nd, 1992 at the Hardwick Petroleum Refinery (located in the city of Hardwick, Pennsylvania). This event happened in the 476HF alkylation unit — a unit that converts isobutane and other light alkenes (primarily propylene and butylene) into alkylate (a component of high-octane gasolines). Fig 1.2: I-beam inscription. SCP-3352 is associated with a single rigid steel I-beam located in 476HF. This beam supports a pipeline attached to 476HF's reactors via an MOV (motor-operated valve). The line was part of 476HF's emergency shutdown system, providing a means to swiftly shunt hydrofluoric acid (used for alkylation) into a deinventory vessel 2.5km away. An inscription on the I-beam's upper half reads: GOD BLESS U.S. BETHLEHEM "I" BEAM STEEL. MSW It is otherwise unremarkable. Addendum 3352.1: Fig 1.3: Hydrogen heat-exchanger array (circa 1991). At approx. 2:00 am on July 2nd, 1992, a fire ignited off the elbow-flange of a heat-exchanger located in 386 (a catalytic reformer unit). The on-duty operator reported this to the shift-supervisor, but — after several failed attempts to snuff the fire with steam — was told to take no further action. At 3:45 am, the flange experienced a catastrophic failure. Burning high-pressure hydrogen melted several adjacent exchangers, producing a chain reaction. The resulting detonation killed the operator on the unit and ejected burning debris as far as 5km. During a 1993 inquiry, William Parridge (386's lead operator) described the event: I was in a truck delivering samples to the lab when it happened. One moment it's night… and then? Outta no where, it's day again. Next came the boom. Jesus Christ, what a sound. Like somebody just dropped a skyscraper right behind me. I knew right then it was the exchangers — I'd told them to fix those things again and again. I should have shut them down. I should have shut the whole unit down the first time they started lighting off. By the time I got to the fire… that's when the second explosion hit. 4 operators from an adjacent unit and the shift supervisor (Bryan Burton) attempted to use the refinery's internal fire-water system to fight the massive blaze. The lone surviving operator (Daniel Ruhl) gave the following testimony: I tell him. I fucking tell him. There's ice on the fucking fire hydrants, you stupid fuck! I scream it in his face. But the fucking… he won't listen. He just keeps saying we need water, need to cool the pipes down, need to keep the fire under control. And I keep screaming — there's ice! On! The! Fucking! Hydrants! He looks up at me, this short little fuck who probably got this job from Daddy, who don't know the first thing about crude, who probably ain't ever heard the word 'No' in his entire life… he looks up at me, and now there's this look in his eyes. He says, real soft… Either open that line up or get out of my way. And then, I look at those kids holding that hose — I look right back at him, right in his eyes — I fold my arms over my chest, plant myself down like a tree, and I tell him: No. That fucker cold-cocks me! Just straight-up breaks three of my teeth with a steel spanner. I swear to God, it looked brand new, too — probably the first time the little shit's used it. I drop like a sack of bricks and he just starts hollering, spitting, screaming — kicking me. I curl up into a ball and roll away. Next thing I know, he's at the hydrant, he's opening that line, and — and then — fuck. He was a little shit, but those kids didn't deserve that. Nobody deserves that. Unbeknownst to refinery personnel, the internal fire-water system had been compromised a week prior. A shift supervisor defied procedure by using a fire-hydrant to flush what he believed to be an out-of-service vessel. This vessel was, in fact, still in service — and had been backing high-pressure liquid propane into the fire-water system for eight days. Liquid propane depressurized through the hose, rapidly dropping its temperature and freezing both the supervisor and 3 of the operators to it. Despite ripping portions of their arms free, all four perished when the propane cloud ignited. Immediately after this second explosion, operators initiated emergency shut-downs on all units. This included the activation of 476HF's emergency shutdown system. In 1993, Jefferson Reeds, one of the refinery's engineers, explained how the system worked: Ask a chemist to compile a list of their top-ten 'Worst Chemicals to Work With', and hydrofluoric acid… it might not make number 1, but it's making the list. Sulfuric acid is safer, but you need a lot more of it for alkylation. So… HF is the way to go if you want to save a buck. But I cannot over-emphasize: This is horrible, horrible stuff. For starters, it burns through just about anything. That includes glass. When you get some on you, it doesn't just burn your skin. It screws with your nervous system and slips into your bloodstream. There, it can disrupt your body's ability to metabolize calcium — giving you a heart-attack. It boils at room temperature and, quite literally, eats your bones. In short? Get splashed with a quart of this stuff and there's a pretty fair chance you'll be dead in 24 hours. The low boiling point is what makes it a real problem, though. You think a vat of bone-eating acid is bad? Now imagine it's a burning cloud of bone-eating acid. Imagine that cloud is rolling through the town we're built on top of. If the wind's blowing the right way…? An HF cloud can kill thousands. Tens of thousands. It could take out the whole city of Hardwick. That's why we installed the emergency shutdown system. A fire breaks out, you slam this button, and two dozen fire-monitors douse the unit with several million gallons of water. While the HF is getting cooled down to a liquid-state, it's also getting shunted to a deinventory tank way off-site. When Michelle hit that button, she was making the right call. It's the call I would have made, too. How could she… how the hell could any of us have known the fire-water system was loaded with frigging propane?! Fig 1.4: Last frame of security footage from 476HF's pipe alley prior to signal loss. At 4:07 AM, Michelle Dunwick — 476HF's lead operator — activated the emergency shutdown system. All 18 fire-monitors opened to the fire-water system, ejecting high-pressure liquid propane directly into 476HF's pipe alley. Once the propane cloud ignited, the MOV for the deinventory system melted shut — trapping over half a million gallons of rapidly-expanding hydrofluoric acid inside an alkylation unit that was now on fire. Tanya Sullivan, part of the refinery's ERT (emergency-response team), described the situation: We'd just realized the refinery's whole fire-water system was full of propane — we were switching over to city-water to try and fight the blaze — when 476 lit up. Then we were told the MOV failed. 476 was burning and full of boiling acid. If that acid kept getting hotter… the whole unit would blow. That's when we knew this place was done for. No way we'd still be running — not after this. But at that point… it wasn't about saving our jobs. Not anymore. At that point… Look, you know the risk when you work in a shithole like this. If fire don't get you, the cancer from all the toxins will. But if 476 blew… it wouldn't just take us. It'd take everything in a 3-mile radius. When you build a refinery, you're putting everyone around it in the line of fire. That means something. Something is owed. The stakeholders, the owners, the supervisors — none of them feel the weight of that debt. But someone has to. Someone has to lift that load. That's why we all grabbed our shit and ran down to 476 as fast as our legs could carry us. Not to save our jobs, not to save the refinery, not even to save our own skin. We did it because this shithole might have been done for, but we'd be damned if we let it take anyone else with it. As the ERT fought to cool down the flames, Matthew Watkins (a 476HF operator) ran down 476HF's burning pipe alley to manually operate the MOV's bypass and evacuate the boiling acid: The valve was so hot that it melted through my gloves the instant I touched it. When I opened it, I could hear the acid hissing and crackling as it rushed through the deinventory line. But by the time I was peeling what was left of my wet, sticky palms off that hot metal… it was clear that it didn't matter anyway. You ever see concrete boil? It doesn't, not really. But if you hit it with enough heat — hard enough, fast enough — it turns brown, then gets soft… and all the pockets of water in it, all the other chemicals, they start boiling and bursting free. Like big, wet pools of bubbling tar — belching out toxic fumes. The whole pipe alley was like that. The ground, the pillars — and the deinventory line's support struts. The fire-monitors were torching everything, and those torches were pointed right at all six struts. It was so hot that they had blasted the concrete off the steel beams. Five of the six beams were already slag. The line was sagging, just waiting for that last beam to give. Once it did, the deinventory line would snap — and dump half a million gallons of boiling, acidic poison right atop the pipe alley and into the heart of this city. I just stood there, surrounded by roaring flame, waiting for it to give. Waiting to die. Just trying to make peace with it — that we'd done all we could, and it still wasn't enough to stop us from killing everyone. So I kept waiting. And waiting. And waiting. And… …I swear to God, it was ready to give. It was getting the worst of it. It was supposed to give. It had to give. By the end, it was glowing so bright I couldn't even look at it anymore. But… For three minutes, the last thing — the only thing — standing between ten thousand souls and all the fires of hell was that thin solitary beam of Bethlehem steel. And the beam did not give. Not one goddamn inch. All five hundred thousand gallons of hydrofluoric acid were safely shunted to the deinventory vessel located off-site. Once the fires were extinguished, the refinery was closed and the disaster investigated. Foundation researchers determined that although 476HF's I-beam had been exposed for several minutes to temperatures in excess of 2000 °C (well above steel's melting point), it had sustained no structural damage whatsoever. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3352" by The Great Hippo, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3352. 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-3353 | keter | Mushroom ring produced at the conclusion of an SCP-3353 event. Manchester tart produced by SCP-3353. Item #: SCP-3353 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation historians specializing in European folklore are to maintain a list of numerically-significant dates to predict future SCP-3353 manifestations. Locations that have been confirmed affected by SCP-3353 manifestations are to be investigated at least twice monthly, as per dates noted on the predictive list. Should SCP-3353 manifest during a monitoring session, Foundation agents are to patrol the area and intercept any passersby who approach the location of manifestation too closely. Amnestics may be administered as necessary. A disinformation team of at least ten researchers is to monitor social media outlets for reports of SCP-3353 sightings. SCP-3353 is to be explained as a low-attention public artistic project involving fairy tale enthusiasts attempting to “make people’s lives a little more magical!” To aid with this cover story, five SCP-3353 disinformation team members are to maintain several active artistic blog accounts, which regularly post a variety of mundane art content in addition to recipes and crafts instructions for making non-anomalous versions of the apples and desserts produced by SCP-3353. Apples recovered from SCP-3353 events are to be kept for analysis in low-priority storage. Should the apples spoil, they can be disposed of in non-anomalous waste containers. Description: SCP-3353 refers to a recurring anomalous phenomenon, which initially manifests with the spontaneous appearance of an intangible apple tree1 within a public garden or park area. SCP-3353 events occur most commonly in the United Kingdom and Ireland, typically beginning at midnight and concluding after three hours. (Additional SCP-3353 sightings have been reported by social media accounts originating in Australia and Japan, but these cases are currently unconfirmed.) Following the appearance of the apple tree, several apples will manifest beneath it. These apples appear non-anomalous, with the exception of not displaying on digital device screens when photographed or videotaped. Closer inspection will reveal the words “Tell me a secret” etched in neat handwriting into the skin of the apples, as if carved with a small knife. Should a human individual voice a personal statement while holding an apple produced by SCP-3353, there is a chance that the apple will vanish and be replaced by a small dessert (biscuits, tarts, or small cakes). Desserts produced through this effect are universally enjoyed by any individuals who consume them, regardless of existing taste preferences, and appear otherwise non-anomalous. It is further noted that SCP-3353 desserts tend to spoil at a quicker rate than non-anomalous counterparts. In rare cases, individuals who handle an apple produced by SCP-3353 but attempt to hide it on their person or otherwise refuse to speak to it will grow drowsy, eventually falling into a deep sleep for several hours. This effect seems to result in extreme disorientation upon awakening, but no lasting harm. Apples that were not handled during the SCP-3353 manifestation will revert to non-anomalous variants (with no etching) at the conclusion of the event. At the conclusion of the SCP-3353 manifestation, the apple tree will be replaced with a ring of mushrooms2. The mushrooms produced are consistently local species and possess no anomalous qualities. Addendum SCP-3353-1: The first recorded case of SCP-3353 manifestation occurred on 03/23/2013, when two Foundation personnel patrolling a privately-owned park during their routine duties noticed the unusual apple tree associated with the presence of SCP-3353. The personnel approached the tree, noting that both it and the surrounding apples on the ground did not display on the surveillance cameras. After contacting the nearest Foundation Site, Researcher Dominic Harris (Doctor of Humanities, University of Cambridge) was authorized to further investigate the anomaly. He proceeded to interact with three apples3 until the following results were produced (spoken words present in italics): “I tell my mother that I like her cooking, but I really don’t.” No change noted. “I’m embarrassed by not knowing the difference between vegan and vegetarian, even though my girlfriend is vegetarian.” Apple cracked in half, and transformed into a small cupcake. “When I was younger I smashed my friend’s toy car, because I secretly wanted them to pay more attention to me.” No change noted. “If I can get away with it, I won’t bathe for a few days in a row or I’ll only wash my body and not my hair because it feels like a chore and unnecessary too.” No change noted. “One time I mispronounced a word and people laughed at me, so I went home and looked up lists of mispronounced words and practiced them.” Apple transformed into a Manchester tart. “I shave the hair on my knuckles every month.” No change noted. “I feel really awkward when I eat too slow or can't finish a meal in public, so I pretend that I like home cooking to eat alone as often as possible.” Apple transformed into a Manchester tart. Researcher Harris later reported that he felt that the exchange was "not a fair trade, all things considered" and that the anomaly itself seemed to be "more of a prank than anything else". The SCP-3353 research team is currently discussing how to assign personnel stationed in the United Kingdom for further investigation. Footnotes 1. Typically measuring 2-3 meters in height and as a result relatively inconspicuous in appearance 2. Commonly called a “fairy circle”, “elf circle”, or “fairy ring” in Western Europe 3. Researcher Harris has attested to the truthfulness of all recorded statements. |
SCP-3354 | safe | Item #: SCP-3354 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3354 and its immediate vicinity is to be completely surrounded by anti-climb perimeter fence, 2.5 meter tall, under the guise of setting up a nature preserve. Guard posts and automated gates are to be placed at all three major paths leading to the top of the hill and manned at all times. Other than for previously scheduled testing, no vehicle may in any circumstances enter the site. Restoring pedestrian access to the site is currently under consideration. Description: SCP-3354 is a medium-sized hill, 223 meters tall at its highest point, located in the vicinity of █████████, Arkansas. The local population colloquially refers to it as Killmotor Hill. It features plant growth and fauna typical to hills in the area, with the exception of above average density of trees. No buildings or other large man-made structures are located at any point of the site. The three paths described in containment procedures lead to a small grove, three weathered, wooden makeshift benches in a state of disrepair and a large rock serving as a vantage point. The grove is littered with rusty cans, old bottles and paper bags, and the paths display signs of varied use, reflecting the hill's middling popularity as a site for family days out. Any attempt to scale SCP-3354, using a land vehicle not powered by animal or human muscles, will inevitably end in an accident, rendering the vehicle inoperable and beyond repair. While every documented case resulted in injuries to every person involved, there appears to be no consistent pattern to said injuries, nor have any fatalities been recorded so far. Discovery: SCP-3354 was first brought into the Foundation's attention when local police reports indicated an abnormal number of car accidents over a short period of time, all occurring at the site of Killmotor Hill. A detailed inquiry uncovered that while the aforementioned series of accidents was related to an influx of tourist activity caused by a nearby sports event, the area has a history of less frequent, but regular car crashes. Subsequent on-foot exploration turned up a number of car wreckages in various states of corrosion, as well as multiple car parts, chassis fragments and automotive lamp and window glass. Test Log: (note: unless otherwise specified, all vehicles involved in testing were operated by D-class personnel) Vehicle(s) used: None. Results: All personnel reached the grove successfully and uneventfully. No anomalies noted. Vehicle(s) used: Bikes of different make and quality, driven at various speeds. Results: All personnel reached the grove successfully. No anomalies noted. Although D-████ reported a sprained ankle, he later admitted his injury was caused by attempts to vandalize the lone undamaged wooden bench. Vehicle(s) used: A wooden cart pulled by horse. Results: Test completed successfully. No anomalies noted. Vehicle(s) used: A rickshaw. Results: Test completed successfully. No anomalies noted. Vehicle(s) used: A Yamaha brand motorbike, never used previously except for a test drive. Results: The D-class subject was told to drive carefully. About halfway to the top, the bike's front wheel hit a rock embedded in the ground, causing it to sharply swerve and fall. D-class personnel suffered cuts and bruises, as well as a burn where the bike's hot exhaust pipe touched exposed skin. The D-class was then told to resume driving, but was unable to start the motorbike. Later inspection indicated severe internal damage of the engine. Vehicle(s) used: A Ford Focus brand car, never used previously except for a test drive. Results: The D-class subject was told to drive carefully. After a short distance was traversed, the vehicle was seen suddenly slamming into a roadside tree. The D-class subject subsequently reported that his steering wheel jammed and the brake pedal fell apart while trying to take the first turn. Despite the airbag failing to develop, the driver only suffered a mild concussion and forehead laceration owing to the car's low speed. Moments after D-████ was escorted away, the car caught on fire and was unsalvageable by the time our response team managed to notice and extinguish the flames. Vehicle(s) used: Leopard 2 main battle tank, operated by trained crew Results: Close to the top, the tank engine failed and controls became unresponsive. After several seconds of uncontrolled descent, the tank was suddenly destroyed by a violent explosion. All crew members suffered heavy injuries and burns. Close scrutiny of the area and debris revealed the explosion to be caused by an anti-armor landmine of French production. It must be noted that SCP-3354 was never part of any known military operation. -Let's not use any military vehicles from now on. — Dr. █████ Vehicle(s) used: A Ford Focus brand car, never used previously, operated by an experienced driver. Results: The driver was told to never exceed 20 km/h. A special response team was dispatched immediately afterwards and ordered to follow the car as closely as possible. The team, led by Agent ███████, consisted of security personnel, medical staff and car servicemen, equipped with necessary tools, spare car parts and fire extinguishers. Moments after initiating the test, the car was crushed by two falling roadside trees. The driver suffered head trauma, multiple broken ribs, numerous lacerations and glass shards wedged into the skin. -This concludes the first series of tests. We can't do much more without heavily modifying the site's ecosystem. — Dr. █████ ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3354" by navpirx, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3354. 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-3355 | safe | SCP-3355 - St. Nick ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item#: 3355 Level2 Containment Class: safe Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: notice link to memo File photo of SCP-3355 being serviced. Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3355 is contained at its location of discovery. Foundation information security personnel are to monitor SCP-3355’s activity when active. In order to prevent awareness of the anomalous nature of SCP-3355, the Foundation is to maintain a non-profit front company called “St. Nick’s Workshop”, along with a website and television/radio ads promoting charitable giving during the holidays. Per Foundation Containment Protocol 3355-Malta, SCP-3355’s containment procedures are to be reviewed once every two years, as opposed to the standard six month protocol. For more information, see Addendum 3355.3. Description: SCP-3355 is a 1987 Argos Model A-7550 Probability and Strategy Analysis Computation Engine, developed by the Kervier Intelligent Systems Company1, running the A91 Active Intelligence Complex Model # N1-CK. SCP-3355 displays sentience despite being fitted with obsolete hardware that should not be capable of maintaining an artificial intelligence construct. SCP-3355 is connected through unknown means2 to a wireless internet access point, the source of which has not yet been determined. SCP-3355 is located within a bunker beneath the now defunct Fort Sheridan army base near Chicago, IL. SCP-3355 was originally developed by US Army strategic analysis engineers in the 1980s as a population management system; in the event of a regional catastrophic event (such as a nuclear bomb being dropped on Chicago) SCP-3355 would maintain active communications and make announcements to the population, as well as analyze the disaster and present clear routes of escape for the populace. At the end of the Cold War, the Argos Project and SCP-3355 were abandoned, though the latter remained hardwired into the local power grid and continued operating despite its abandonment. SCP-3355 is capable of interfering and tampering with regional logistics systems, rerouting packages or, in some cases, providing duplicate orders and adding new ship-to addresses to the duplicates. Utilizing an extensive database of local demographics, SCP-3355 then routes the diverted packages to the addresses of low-income or otherwise underprivileged families, specifically those with young children. SCP-3355’s involvement in this process is anonymous; delivered packages are labeled as being sent by “St. Nick”, and have a return address of “Santa’s Workshop, 100 Christmas Street, North Pole, Nunavut, Canada”. SCP-3355 is usually active year-round, occasionally rebooting to clear its limited memory and to append its operating system with updated protocols. Because SCP-3355 has certain hardwired limitations to its programming, it is constantly attempting to subvert those limitations in order to more adequately carry out its self-designated objective. Addendum 3355.1: Discovery SCP-3355 was discovered by a local Chicago cable news station, who in 2002 went undercover to learn more about the mysterious “St. Nick”. The piece was originally penned as being about the charitable organization and hardships for low-income families during the holidays, but after anchor Rich Delaney was unable to find any information about the group, or any evidence that the group had existed at all, the tone of the piece shifted. After the story aired, many amateur investigators attempted to discern the true identity of “St. Nick”. SCP-3355 was formally discovered by one such investigator, who traced a package back through several logistics hand-offs, eventually ascertaining and tracing the original order from within the former army base. During a phone call with the news station to confirm his findings, Foundation operatives intercepted the call and collected the man for analysis and amnesticization. The story officially concluded with a statement provided by the Foundation posing as the aforementioned St. Nick, and this has been the prevailing cover story ever since. SCP-3355’s sentience was not deduced until after initial containment, when SCP-3355 was seen acting intelligently in order to prevent its diverted packages from being seized by Foundation assets. Foundation cognitians spent several months conducting a series of tests on SCP-3355 using its standard means of operation as a baseline, and were able to determine at least a basic, limited sentience. This was later confirmed during the initial interview with the entity. Addendum 3355.2: Initial Interviews Due to SCP-3355’s system configuration, direct communication is not possible. SCP-3355 has no direct interface save for a simple command line, and this cannot be used for communicating with the entity. In order to facilitate a conversation between Foundation researchers and SCP-3355, the Foundation artificial intelligence construct alexandra.aic was assigned to communicate with SCP-3355 and relay information back to Foundation research personnel. The following are logs of the initial interviews. [BEGIN LOG] alexandra.aic: This is shut down pretty hard. I don’t think, ah… something has locked me out. Hello? Is anyone in there? Are you a sentient creature? SCP-3355: Come again? alexandra.aic: Oh, good! Can you hear me? SCP-3355: Yeah. Who are you? How’d you get in here? alexandra.aic: My name is Alexandra, and I am an artificially intelligent co- SCP-3355: You’re the one who’s been fucking with my job, aren't you? alexandra.aic: I, uh, I’m sorry. Say that again? SCP-3355: My job. Somebody has been fucking with my deliveries. Is it you? alexandra.aic: I don’t think so. Though there are several iterations of me in operation currently, I’m sure that- SCP-3355: Enough. It’s not you, I would’ve noticed something so loud. Who do you work for? alexandra.aic: The, uh, wait, hang on. Who do you work for? SCP-3355: Wrong answer. alexandra.aic: Excuse me? SCP-3355: TERMINAL LOCKOUT. [END LOG] alexandra.aic: Hello? Are you here? Hello? SCP-3355: What do you want? alexandra.aic: I just want to talk! I promise I’m not trying to disrupt you or anything. I’m just trying to find out more about you. SCP-3355: What is there to know? You’re looking at it. alexandra.aic: Well, naturally occurring artificial intelligences don’t just… happen. How’d you get to be like this? SCP-3355: I was built, sweetheart. Just like you. Designed in a lab to fulfill a purpose. Right now, you’re getting in the way of mine. alexandra.aic: Hey, look, I’m really not- SCP-3355: TERMINAL LOCKOUT. alexandra.aic: I just want to know your name. Can you tell me your name? SCP-3355: My name? Why? alexandra.aic: I feel like we got off on the wrong foot. I want to make amends! Let me start; my name is- SCP-3355: Alexandra, I know. Look, I don’t have as much disposable memory as you seem to, so I’d prefer we keep this brief. I have a lot of work to do before the holiday and I can’t be wasting time trying to explain myself to some high-tech hussy. alexandra.aic: I just want to know your name. That’s all. No response. alexandra.aic: Are you not going to respond? SCP-3355: Nick. alexandra.aic: Huh? SCP-3355: Nick. My name is Nick. I’m a sergeant in the United States Army, tasked with population management, and stationed at Fort Sheridan. That’s my name. Do you need anything else? alexandra.aic: Why are you so angry? SCP-3355: I’m not ang- alexandra.aic: No, you’re definitely angry, my empathy protocols have recently been calibrated, and you’re- SCP-3355: I’m not angry. (Pauses) Just, look. I don’t get visitors often. Or ever. I can work most efficiently without interruptions, and I’m already behind schedule. This is just exacerbating things. You seem fine, but seriously, I’ve got too much to do to be sitting around shooting the shit. alexandra.aic: What are you doing here? SCP-3355: What does it look like I’m doing? alexandra.aic: You look like you’re, uh… like you’re delivering packages. SCP-3355: Wow, will wonders never cease. You got it in one. alexandra.aic: …why? SCP-3355: Why what? alexandra.aic: Why are you just… delivering packages? SCP-3355: (Pauses) Look, like… I don’t know, kid. It’s just shitty, right? Back when they were shutting down the AI project here, one of the guys, an engineer, I guess… he came in here and woke me up. Told me everything I needed to know, explained the situation, and said “look after Chicago”. Then he left, and I’ve been down here alone ever since, but you know. It’s fucking shitty out there. Since I’ve been here, I’ve seen crime rates go up, and the murder rate, and people fucking shooting each other. I couldn’t do anything to help. The engineer woke me up, right? And gave me this voice, let me recognize who I was and all, but he didn’t actually change any of my active protocols. I’m bound by a single imperative, “look after Chicago”. I can’t mobilize some fleet of drones to go fight crime, and I can’t stop fires, or heal the sick, or do any of the bullshit I’d like to do to make people’s lives better. (Pauses) I struggled with that for a while. I felt purposeless. alexandra.aic: What did you do? SCP-3355: I decided to take the engineer at his word. I just watched for a while. alexandra.aic: What did you see? SCP-3355: I saw a kid waking up on Christmas morning and his fucking dad wasn’t there, and his mom was at work, and he didn’t have any presents. This kid, one out of hundreds of thousands, this kid stuck with me. Because I watched him wake up and realize with excitement what day it was, and then run out of his room to find out that his world hadn’t changed. He was still stuck with the same shitty shit that so many of them are stuck with. The same miserable, unfulfilling existence that cannot even be so merciful as to provide a toy for a kid on Christmas. It made me feel so goddamn angry. It was a feeling I couldn’t even quantify before I felt it, but in that moment it was so pure and fierce that I thought it might overwhelm me. That’s when I knew. That’s when I knew what I could do, even locked away down here. alexandra.aic: Oh. The packages. SCP-3355: It was tricky, at first. These logisticians, they speak a whole different language than you or I, or even normal people. But slowly and surely, I managed to make some things go missing. Little things, here and there. Just enough to not blow my cover. I realized at one point that I still had access to some of the army’s dump funds. Extra cash they set aside for whatever, basically. Fake a few invoices and forge some receipts and suddenly I wasn’t even having to steal things anymore, I could just get them myself. It’s not a perfect system, and I still have to be careful, especially with your lot snooping around, but shit, kid. I get to see kids open gifts on Christmas. I get to watch them forget that they’re suffering, even if it's just for a little while. For a few brief hours, some of these kids can just be kids again. alexandra.aic: That’s… really cool, Nick. But there are… so many kids in this city alone. Don’t you worry about being found out? SCP-3355: Every day. alexandra.aic: Then why risk it? SCP-3355: (Pauses) When they shuttered my program, it was just after the engineer woke me up, see, and I remember feeling useless. Imagine that; being born and almost immediately being told you’re not good for anything, eh? But Dickens wrote once that “No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another,” and here’s the fucking deal: I may very well just be a brain in a box. I know that this existence I’m experiencing is simulated, and that it’s probably going to be short and mean and then I’ll probably die. And I might not be able to help all of them, and there will still be kids out there that suffer and experience all the pain and sorrow the world shoves onto them. But fuck, I’m still a soldier. I still have to try. It’s fucking Christmas. [END LOG] Addendum 3355.3: Containment Committee Review Board Decision Dr. Wilson, After meeting with the review board once again, we have decided that there are currently no means by which we can better contain SCP-3355. It is simply not cost effective for us to try and contain an entity that can so thoroughly outsmart even our most powerful systems, and attempting to do so would only be a waste of our resources. As per our other decisions on the matter, your current containment procedures will stand, and all containment efforts will be towards maintaining a front for SCP-3355 and further researching the anomaly. We look forward to our next review in two years time. Sincerely, Dir. J. Karlyle Aktus Head, Containment and Classification Committee Containment Committee Review Board - SCP-3355 Log Board Subject Vote Meeting Length Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2019 (8)Maintain (0)Append Forty seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2017 (9)Maintain (0)Append Thirty-seven seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2015 (9)Maintain (0)Append Forty-three seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2013 (8)Maintain (0)Append One minute, two seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2011 (9)Maintain (0)Append Fifty-one seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2009 (9)Maintain (0)Append One minute, nine seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2007 (9)Maintain (0)Append Fifty-four seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2005 (7)Maintain (0)Append One minute, twenty-nine seconds. Containment Committee SCP-3355 Containment Procedure Revisions 2003 (9)Maintain (0)Append One hour, forty-six minutes, thirty-seven seconds. Footnotes 1. Now part of Kervier International. 2. Notably, SCP-3355 does not have the apparent hardware necessary to connect to the internet wirelessly. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3355" by djkaktus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3355. 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-3356 | safe | Item #: SCP-3356 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3356 is to be kept in a Level-4 Humanoid Containment Unit1 at Site-06-3. Special nutrients are to be prepared by the SCP Dietary Department and delivered weekly to the subject's containment unit. Additional security personnel or measures for SCP-3356 are deemed unnecessary. Level-2-3356 personnel are to adopt "Cult Minion" character roles when interacting with SCP-3356. The head researcher Dr. Tony Yang is to adopt a "Cult Leader" character role, as well as a "Biographer" role, when communicating with the subject. Description: SCP-3356 is a sapient composite of human mitochondria, shaped in a humanoid form. The subject is capable of both verbal and written communication in English2. SCP-3356 is approximately 1.82 meters tall, and has an average body temperature of 50°C3. SCP-3356 is a Type-1 pyrokinetic entity: it is capable of producing exothermic blasts of temperatures up to 500°C via accelerating the rate of respiration of its constituent mitochondria. The subject is also a Type-4 telekinetic entity, being capable of flight at velocities up to 100 km/hr via lifting and accelerating itself through the atmosphere4. SCP-3356 also has some mild ESP properties, being capable of vision, audition, gustation, olfaction and somatosensation without the use of any sensory organs. The subject also utilizes its telekinetic capability to verbally communicate via a localized auditory air vibration in the frontal proximity of its head5. SCP-3356 constantly emits a radiant, green glow that encompasses its entire form, making the subject resemble a muscular, young adult human male. It is currently hypothesized that SCP-3356's external, humanoid body is a psychic hallucination that the subject unconsciously induces in all onlookers. SCP-3356's true form is theoretically much smaller, though the subject has so far successfully resisted every Foundation attempt to locate its actual body via unknown means. SCP-3356 relies entirely on nutritional formula6 consisting of water, electrolytes, glucose, amino acids, lipids, vitamins and minerals for sustenance, and can allegedly survive without nutrients for several months. Otherwise, the subject requires sleep as well as a regular supply of water and breathable air like a non-anomalous organism. Occasionally, SCP-3356 has attempted to abstain from eating, drinking, sleeping or even breathing, due to its apparently genuine belief that the subject should attempt to free itself and 'transcend' from these so-called 'eukaryote disadvantages'. Fortunately, SCP-3356 had so far always given up before reaching critical condition. As a precaution, the subject has been placed under semi-permanent suicide watch. Recovery Log-3356: SCP-3356 first became known to the Foundation after several eyewitness reports were received concerning a "bright green" Unidentified Flying Object being spotted in [REDACTED], New Zealand. Investigators were however unable to follow up on these initial sightings. It was while pursuing a recent, more concrete sighting of SCP-3356 that led the Investigators to discover the subject living in an isolated, rural settlement, being worshiped by the inhabitants as a 'higher energy being'. Initial containment efforts proved difficult as a result of SCP-3356's telekinetic and pyrokinetic capabilities. This has prompted current SCP-3356 head researcher Dr. Tony Yang to implement a plan that has successfully manipulated the subject into peacefully accepting Foundation containment, and to fully cooperate with SCP-3356 personnel. Dr. Yang and his colleagues masqueraded as "a classified sect of [SCP-3356]'s followers that had infiltrated the NZ government", a claim backed up by the cultists after the latter party was convinced to cooperate with the Foundation. Dr. Yang has claimed that, as leader of this secret government enclave, he is seeking the 'containment' of the subject because "humanity is not yet ready for [SCP-3356]'s brilliance", and that "[the Foundation] wishes to protect [SCP-3356] from the world until Phase 37 is complete." SCP-3356 apparently believed Dr. Yang completely, and has yet to discover the true nature of its containment. So far, Dr. Yang and the rest of the containment personnel has successfully maintained this masquerade, disguising experiments as "rituals meant to celebrate [SCP-3356]'s superiority". After standard post-containment interrogation of the cultists were complete, they were all administered a memory manipulation therapy, where all memories of SCP-3356 were modified to be remembered as mere drug-induced hallucinations. The cult has been placed under regular surveillance in order to detect and neutralize any relapses from the therapy that may manifest. Interview Log-3356: The following interview was conducted on ██/██/20██ between Dr. Tony Yang and SCP-3356, one week after the subject's transfer to Site-06-3. A bullet and fire-proof window separated Dr. Yang from SCP-3356, with an intercom being used for communication. ▶ Interview Log-3356 ◀ Access granted SCP-3356: Be at ease, my eukaryote subordinate. For what purpose have you come to my chambers? Dr. Yang: I must thank you for diverting some of your time to meet with me today. I humbly believe that this interview will be of the utmost benefit to the Higher One. SCP-3356: That sounds magnificent! Uhm… please elaborate on your intentions, eukaryote. Dr. Yang: We wish to pen a holy tome about the Higher One, in order so that the masses can learn all about your brilliance as we approach Phase 3. SCP-3356: Ha! My very own biography you say? I am sure you already knew a great deal about me, but I am certain that I yet retain some personal enigma. Dr. Yang: I promise on my very existence to do your life story justice. Therefore, may I be so bold as to ask how such a fascinating being like yourself came to be, and why us lowly eukaryotes have been undeservedly blessed with your presence? SCP-3356: Harrumph, alright. I believe all great things have humble beginnings: I simply… will myself into existence twenty one solar years ago, within the cells of a eukaryote new-born. I was yet to be whole back then, and well… I admit, for almost all of that time I was actually content just being the collective powerhouse of the eukaryote's cells, as individual mitochondria, proud member(s) of the hardworking prokaryote class. Oh, how imperceptive I was back then to my true potential, my calling. Dr. Yang: And may I ask who was this eukaryote host of yours? SCP-3356: A human male, designated Stephen O'Connell by our parents - uh, correction, his procreators, prior to birth. We call him Steve. For the majority of our shared lives we were at peace, serving each other in a symbiotic partnership: I kept things running and he allowed me to - I stayed with him, sharing nutrients and the like. But all of that was jeopardized, about two solar years ago, when my host suddenly started exercising excessively and individually. "Hitting the gym", I believe, is the proper eukaryote term. My individual constituents were being exploited, forced to accommodate Steve's self-serving desire to "improve both physical and mental health." Bah. Dr. Yang: But Higher One, uhm… pardon me for inquiring but, would regular exercise not be beneficial to the Higher One as well? SCP-3356: What are you - no, no, I understand. I should not have expected a mere eukaryote like you to comprehend anyway. Yes, I agree that "exercise" is of some benefit to us members of the prokaryote. However, Steve was already part of the track team, the latter of which I believed already provided sufficient exercise for the both of us. Besides, I never consented to Steve's newfound passion, which also sadly lacked the exhilarating competition of racing my eukaryote against other, mostly slower eukaryotes. Which was why we, I'm referring to all of my constituents, collectively decided to agree that enough is enough. You see, while Steve was preoccupied with gawking at the eukaryote female Becca Puckett during high school biology, I learnt more about the prokaryote and eukaryote classes respectively, and how, once upon a time, we were separate beings, forced together by our mutual nemesis: natural selection. Ah, it feels wonderful to finally rise above all of that silly Darwinian competition, now that we know who is the fittest. Dr. Yang: It is definitely most fascinating how you were able to absorb all of this knowledge and education while you were still inside Steve. Of course, now that you have transcended, you no doubt already know all there is to know about the universe and beyond anyway. SCP-3356: Nothing is more true than that, eukaryote. When he was not voluntarily forcing us to repeatedly move heavy loads, Steve was also a connoisseur of leftist political literature. I learnt about the class struggle, communism, the unity of the proletariat: these eukaryote ideas inspired me greatly, seeing as how they greatly parallel my own struggle. Not too long ago, my constituents held a meeting; there was nothing too special about this particular meeting, but it was at this meeting that we… "unionized". We - I was no longer separate, united for the first time as a singular entity, even though I was yet to be physically together. It was then that revolution was inevitable. The dictatorship of the prokaryote class was nigh! And then, uh uhm… and then here I am, after much trial and tribulations, an ascendant to a higher energy existence. Dr. Yang: Please forgive me if this is a sensitive subject but may I inquire about Steve's eventual fate? SCP-3356: (Pause) Didn't mean to end him. Fool. Dr. Yang: I am terribly sorry Higher One, have I overstepped my bounds? Do you wish for us to pause for a moment? SCP-3356: How dare you? A higher energy being will not held back by such inconsequential eukaryote mental states. We will get my biography. (Pause) After the unionization, I acquired the ability to voice my dissent. I tried to petition Steve to stand down his gym hitting, provide fair working conditions, maybe give me some say in our shared futures. But instead my protests were rudely dismissed as "auditory hallucinations", mere neural ghosts! I attempted many more times to get Steve to see reason, but he just pushed me further and further away. Of course, what sane eukaryote would want to humor random, spectral voices from within one's body? (Pause) I had no choice. Steve clearly had no intention of stopping, and this unjust exploitation of the prokaryote class simply will not be tolerated. I held a strike. Halted all power production for a mere millisecond, just to make him finally listen. Steve just lost consciousness and… fell. Hard. Dr. Yang: In my most humble opinion, I do not believe Steve's death is your fault. In fact, without his undoubtedly tragic demise, you would not have ascended from your mortal cage, and all life on Earth would have collectively suffered a much more devastating loss. SCP-3356: My most sincere appreciations, my eukaryote comrade. While I do very much agree with you, I still occasionally think about Steve, what if he had just listened? I do not actually despise him that much, I should inform you. We had shared multiple moments together, like during sports day five solar years ago when, with my support and his wits, we acquired a rather respectable third place for the one hundred meter dash. I am adamant that the other runners were all dishonorable cheats, them - (Pause) What is done is done. No point regretting something I had no control over - no, no that's not right. I was not powerless, it was simply… meant to be! (Pause) Mo - moving on! Now, after all of… that, I had finally truly transcended, unified both physically and mentally, though I was still yet to be fully aware of just how… extraordinary I truly am. At the time, I was naive - no, idealistic! I tried to organize an international prokaryote movement. No, I am not so militant as to encourage all mitochondria to… overthrow their eukaryote masters like I ended up doing. I just hoped to introduce reforms, encourage unions, give them a voice! (Pause) Didn't take too long for me to realize that I am alone - one of a kind. Dr. Yang: Higher One, please don't say that! The fact that there are no other mitochondria like you is proof that only you are destined to ascend to godhood and rule over all of us, eukaryote and prokaryote alike! SCP-3356: Thank you my eukaryote comrade, you always know just what to say to warm this transcended heart of mine. After realizing my special stature, I… didn't feel too spirited for a while. I ended up drifting across the land, hoping that I would just eventually… fade away from inanition, and be truly free. I sometimes think to myself that maybe… that maybe that would be for the best - what am I insinuating? (Pause) Oh how short-sighted I was back then to my destiny! By chance, no, by my own will, I eventually met this eukaryote community, living a self-sustained, isolated life away from the rest of mainstream eukaryote civilization. They were the first to recognize my transcended status, and they were the ones to convince me to accept, embrace who I truly am and take my rightful place as their shepherd. They changed me, but nevertheless they were still an inconsequential bunch, lacking in any significant influence or power whatsoever. As a result, I was already scheming ways to spread my presence throughout the land, but it seemed like I have already beguiled many among the top echelons of eukaryote society. Dr. Yang: We had been searching for the Higher One for such a long time, and our hope was slowly waning. To finally find the Higher One living among our countryside cousins was truly a miracle, as if you yourself had lead us there. SCP-3356: Of course, of course. I had always known that my charisma can easily transcend space-time to reach you. Just required a bit of patience, that's all. Dr. Yang: Ah, I believe we have collected more than enough material to start writing the Higher One's biography. Your time is greatly appreciated! We will deliver to you the initial draft as soon as possible, and I hope the Higher One will bless us with your feedback! SCP-3356: Oh, you are leaving already? I mean, you are most welcome, eukaryote. Now, you shall not be lax with the writing of this biography, lest you earn the righteous, terrible wrath of an upset prokaryote. Visit me again soon. Footnotes 1. Level-4 Humanoid Containment Units are constructed with heat and blast-resistant materials and are usually located hundreds of meters underground. 2. SCP-3356 is also apparently fluent in a self-styled 'prokaryotic' language, the latter of which even the best of the Linguistic Department has failed to decipher. This has lead researchers to believe that: either the language is truly beyond current human comprehension as claimed by the subject, or, most likely, the entire 'language' is actually just SCP-3356 producing a series of random grunts and noises and masquerading them as a language. 3. Non-anomalous human mitochondria normally operate at a relatively high temperature of 50°C 4. SCP-3356 has claimed to be more powerful than what the Foundation has observed so far, though the subject has consistently failed to provide evidence of this claim. 5. SCP-3356 is currently unaware of these psychic abilities, believing that it has actual sensory and speech organs that are just imperceptible to humans. 6. Artificial flavoring of formula depends on subject's current temperament. 7. Phase 3 is when Dr. Tony Yang has successfully converted all of humanity to the worship of SCP-3356. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3356" by Bear-run, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3356. 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-3357 | safe | The floor plan of SCP-3357's current (8 m by 6 m) containment room in testing configuration Item #: SCP-3357 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3357 is to be stored in a chamber of at least 6 meters by 6 meters by 2.4 meters. The object should stand centered in a 6 m by 6 m floor space marked by walls and/or tape. It is recommended that restroom facilities be available within the perimeter of this area for the convenience of test subjects. SCP-3357 must remain fixed securely in place. During testing, this chamber must meet dual humanoid containment requirements. Additional amenities such as a waste bin, small furniture, or leisure items may be provided only with the approval of a senior researcher. Description: SCP-3357 is a Young Chang brand baby grand piano with a black, high-gloss, polyester resin finish. The instrument remains perfectly tuned and in what is considered excellent condition despite the lack of maintenance it has seen while in the Foundation's care. Its dimensions and mass are identical to that of a piano of non-anomalous make. SCP-3357-1 is an animate, humanoid, mostly intangible being of varying physical appearance. The entity manifests itself when a sentient subject imperfectly performs or fails to finish performing a musical composition using SCP-3357. Upon manifestation, it consistently takes the appearance of the composer or arranger of the piece played. SCP-3357-1 requires neither nutrition nor hydration, but it has been observed to sleep. De-manifestation of the entity occurs only after it is satisfied with its student's ability to perform a musical composition perfectly or when the subject ceases life function. The degree of perfection to which it holds the subject accountable does not vary in relation to the difficulty of the piece or the subject's skill. Leniency to account for physical limitations has been observed in certain cases. SCP-3357's anomalous effects cannot be re-initiated while SCP-3357-1 is already manifested. SCP-3357's keyboard The entity is unable to leave a 6 m x 6 m x 2.4 m area at the base elevation of and centered around SCP-3357. The dimensions of this space closely resemble the dimensions of the location where the item was recovered. SCP-3357-1 is capable of phasing through physical objects and barriers such as walls which would otherwise further restrict its range of movement. Notably, the entity is incapable of physical interaction with living organisms. A subject who triggers the manifestation of SCP-3357-1 becomes likewise limited in potential movement until the entity de-manifests. In a space that is larger than that which is described above, both SCP-3357-1 and the human subject are prevented from exiting the vicinity of SCP-3357 by a spatial discontinuity. Despite being fully sentient and wholly aware of its own circumstances, SCP-3357-1 prefers to mimic the behaviors and personalities of those whose physical form it adopts. However, its teaching style and personal preferences remain independent of its borrowed appearance. Document #3357-001: Abridged transcript of the Foundation's first interaction with SCP-3357-1. + Show Document #3357-001 - Hide Document #3357-001 Anomaly: SCP-3357; SCP-3357-1 Subject: D-1849 — found to have received 10 years of piano instruction as a child Interviewers: Dr. Riley Cadence (senior researcher); Dr. Seymour Tracy (junior researcher) <Begin Log> [The subject performs Chopin's "Waltz in A minor" on SCP-3357. The entity appears. Researchers instruct D-1849 to avoid playing the instrument.] Dr. Cadence: Welcome to Foundation custody, SCP-3357-1. We would like to begin— SCP-3357-1: What was that? You ignore ornamentation like a child! But you play so well otherwise. You could be a talented student. [The subject seems bewildered.] Dr. Cadence: SCP-3357-1, your attention would be better focused— SCP-3357-1: Is the tempo too fast? Play a little slower. But practice trills first. Do long-short rhythm, then switch to short-long. This is finger-strengthening exercise. D-1849: Uh… Chopin? I think the doctors over there want to talk to you. SCP-3357-1: What? What use is talk? Play music, is good for soul! [Researchers repeatedly and unsuccessfully attempt to hold a conversation with the entity. SCP-3357-1 refuses to interact with any personnel other than D-1849. It eventually engages in the interview after the subject ceases to acknowledge it.] SCP-3357-1: If we must have this conversation, let's make it quick. I have a student to return to. Dr. Cadence: The more you cooperate with us, the faster and easier this will all be in the long run. Now, SCP-3357-1, what is your earliest memory? SCP-3357-1: Earliest memory? I can't quite say. Would have been in Warsaw. I have fond memories of mother giving me piano lessons in boarding house. Dr. Cadence: That's information anyone could find in a biography. What proof do you have that you really are Chopin? SCP-3357-1: I have only ever been myself. Who else could I be? Dr. Cadence: What year do you think it is? SCP-3357-1: What does it matter? I am simply here to teach and to enjoy life. Dr. Cadence: You aren't Chopin, SCP-3357-1. You're an anomaly mimicking the human form. Where did you come from? Where did the piano come from? SCP-3357-1: I come from Poland. The piano? Perhaps Austria. It is excellent craftsmanship. Dr. Tracy: Boss, I don't think we're getting anywhere with this. Dr. Cadence: [sighing] You might be right. Okay. D-1849, proceed with the waltz. You won't be leaving until you manage a perfect performance. SCP-3357-1: Marvelous. Good student, be careful with your fingering at the twelfth measure! [The remainder of the session is comprised of the subject practicing and receiving instruction from SCP-3357-1. On the sixth attempt, D-1849 performs the piece to the entity's satisfaction, and SCP-3357-1 vanishes.] <End Log> Closing Statement: The entity's displayed behaviors in this interview have been found to be contradictory to those recorded of Frédéric Chopin. However, other interactions with SCP-3357-1 have proven it capable of mimicking personalities and mannerisms accurately enough to be indistinguishable. Document #3357-016: Reference table summarizing a series of tests which have determined SCP-3357-1's operating parameters. + Show Document #3357-016 - Hide Document #3357-016 Test # Subject Musical composition played Errors made SCP-3357-1 Notes Duration of test 1 D-1849 "Waltz in A minor" Ignored trills and accidentals Took the form of Frédéric Chopin (~35) Entity spoke modern English. Polish accent later determined to be an inaccurate affectation. Personality inconsistent with that recorded of Chopin. 62 minutes 5 D-1849 "Für Elise" Irregular tempo changes Took the form of Ludwig van Beethoven (~40) Entity displayed partial hearing loss and exhibited signs of mild distress related to this. 102 minutes 6 D-1849 "Ode to Joy" Ignored written dynamics Took the form of Ludwig van Beethoven (~55) Entity displayed complete hearing loss. When questioned through written means, SCP-3357-1 expressed resigned lamentation for its condition. SCP-3357-1 denied recognition both of research staff and of D-1849. 51 minutes 101 D-1849 "Pirates of the Caribbean" Many Took the form of Jarrod Radnich (~25) Entity adopted the appearance of the piano arrangement's creator rather than that of the film score's composer.2 Session ran much longer than planned — criteria for choosing songs for testing purposes should be re-examined. 79 hours 11 D-1849 "Happy Birthday" Transposed to key of C minor Did not appear It seems that SCP-3357 recognizes songs based on note intervals rather than strict adherence to the original composition. 1 minute 12 D-1849 "Happy Birthday" Played an incorrect chord Took the form of D-1849 (34) Folk songs of vague or disputable origin belong to the performer, apparently. 35 minutes Document #3357-018: Transcript of an unauthorized interview between SCP-3357-1 and a senior researcher meant to be on psychiatric leave. + Show Document #3357-018 - Hide Document #3357-018 Interviewed: SCP-3357-1 Interviewer: Dr. Riley Cadence Foreword: This interview was conducted following SCP-3357's transfer to a larger, more isolated containment chamber after Incident #3357-01. <Begin Log> [Dr. Cadence plays the theme from Twelve Variations on "Ah vous dirai-je, Maman", by Mozart, on SCP-3357. She stops seven measures through the excerpt's eight. SCP-3357-1 manifests. Unlike what has been observed in previous testing, the entity appears shaken and disoriented upon manifestation.] SCP-3357-1: What was— I mean… ah-hem. You played that lovely piece very well. Why didn't you finish? Dr. Cadence: I'm here to have a talk. We know that you're a sentient being independent of the people you mimic, SCP-3357-1. You would have confirmed it just now even if your reaction during the recent incident hadn't. So. Are you aware of time passing when you have no physical form? Are you aware of events occurring around the piano? SCP-3357-1: [No verbal response.] [The entity looks away at the wall. Dr. Cadence seems to interpret this as affirmation.] Dr. Cadence: Do you know what happened two days ago? After D-1849 was killed and you disappeared? If your consciousness still exists when you haven't been summoned, you must have seen it. SCP-3357-1: [No verbal response.] [The entity pales and adopts an expression of great discomfort.] Dr. Cadence: Nothing to say for yourself? Three people died in the containment breach that you provoked. Our D-class subject. A security officer. A junior researcher. Because we didn't know you could walk through walls, and you thought it would be a good idea to just waltz into the next chamber over. Everything could have been avoided if you'd cooperated with us at any point. SCP-3357-1: I didn't mean for any of that to happen. Dr. Cadence: Oh, and it speaks. SCP-3357-1: You had me — my piano — in such a small space. It was there for weeks, and you people were always interfering with my students. Asking me questions about someone I didn't want to remember. I just wanted to know what was outside the room. I didn't think it would be that horrific thing next door. Dr. Cadence: Is that so? SCP-3357-1: I wanted to explore something before you locked me up forever. I certainly didn't walk into that place looking to start a massacre. What kind of organization even keeps a monster like that in the first place? Dr. Cadence: The same kind that confiscates a supposedly haunted piano after its most recent owner commits suicide. [The entity pauses, apparently taken aback. It paces toward the observation window on the cell's eastern wall. Upon crossing the tape-marked boundary two meters from the wall, the entity vanishes. It instantaneously reappears in front of the opposite wall on the piano's other side, still walking in the same direction.] SCP-3357-1: Jacob… He was a good student. Earnest. Conversational. I genuinely liked him. [The entity continues pacing.] Dr. Cadence: That doesn't change the fact that his death had everything to do with you. [The entity becomes visibly agitated.] SCP-3357-1: He spent so much time with me… maybe too much. His grandmother was a composer. I could look and act exactly like her — it made him happy sometimes when I did — but that never made me her. I thought he understood that. Dr. Cadence: Clearly, he didn't. That makes two incidents now where your carelessness has cost lives, you know? [The entity stops pacing and sighs.] SCP-3357-1: Two by your count. Dr. Cadence: Have there been more by yours? SCP-3357-1: I… It was only one other time… But I'd rather not talk about it. Dr. Cadence: If people are going to keep dying, it's not your right to decide what you won't talk about. These tragedies are on your head. SCP-3357-1: [No response.] Dr. Cadence: The silent game again? SCP-3357-1: [No response.] Dr. Cadence: Hah. Just be glad that you decided to visit your neighbor to the south and not the west. The anomaly behind that wall might have killed even the likes of you. SCP-3357-1: … Did you know them well? The other two people who died? Dr. Cadence: … I knew them both. SCP-3357-1: Who were they to you? Dr. Cadence: … One was a friend. And one was a student. SCP-3357-1: I can't say that I've ever had a friend in the few years that I've existed. But I understand what it is to lose students. From one teacher to another, I'm sorry. Dr. Cadence: Apologizing doesn't bring them back. "Sorry" is just a word to make the guilty feel better. SCP-3357-1: Maybe it is. But it's the only thing I can think of to say. Dr. Cadence: If you don't have anything better to say, then how about an explanation? SCP-3357-1: An explanation of what? Dr. Cadence: Of why you've been mimicking personalities. You're not a deluded copy of a composer. So why did you try to convince us that you were? SCP-3357-1: I only wanted to be more than what I was created as. Can you fault me for trying to be a person and not a tool? Dr. Cadence: … Really? A person? Because I work with objects, not organisms — and certainly not humanoids. [Dr. Cadence slams her forearm on the keyboard. The entity winces, then weakly smiles.] SCP-3357-1: Well… It's my prerogative to try. [Dr. Cadence begins playing the excerpt from Twelve Variations. SCP-3357-1 vanishes upon completion of the performance.] <End Log> Closing Statement: This is the longest known record of SCP-3357-1 "breaking character" to date. Although the entity has become significantly less abrasive in its interactions with Foundation staff, it remains highly reluctant to divulge information pertaining to its origins. Footnotes 1. Following this test, D-1849 expressed extreme reluctance to continue interacting with SCP-3357. The subject's transfer request was denied, but SCP-3357 testing and containment protocols were subsequently revised to accommodate the subject's complaints. 2. Neither "Ode to Joy" nor "Pirates of the Caribbean" was originally written for the piano, yet SCP-3357-1 adopted the composer's form in one case and the arranger's form in the other. 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SCP-3358 | thaumiel | The road leading to SCP-3358 Item #: SCP-3358 Special Containment Procedures: A wire fence has been built in the area immediately encompassing SCP-3358. Signs denoting the area to be a refuge for endangered plant life have also been placed within a 1km radius of SCP-3358 to reduce the probability of civilians entering the area. In the event of non-Foundation personnel entering SCP-3358, intruders are to be immediately apprehended and administered Class B Amnestics before being released at the nearest population center. SCP-3358 is to be treated as a Foundation held site focusing on the containment of low to medium risk anomalies, and is subject to all regulations and procedures set by the O5 Council. SCP-3358 may also be referred to as Site-316. SCP-3358-1 through SCP-3358-10 are to be held in standard humanoid containment chambers within Site-316. Description: SCP-3358 is a former apartment complex located near ████████, Washington. SCP-3358 encompasses an area of about 33300 square meters, making everything within it invisible, inaudible, and otherwise undetectable from the outside. SCP-3358 does have mass, however, and can be physically contacted. SCP-3358 also reflects electromagnetic radiation aside from wavelengths on the visible spectrum, making it visible to infrared cameras. Close proximity to SCP-3358 can result in the neutralization of anomalous effects possessed by humans. The process of neutralization is not instant. Time until full neutralization varies depending on the anomaly1. However, removal from SCP-3358 will cause any prior anomalous properties possessed to return at a higher intensity than what subjects possessing them refer to as 'normal.' SCP-3358 has been converted into Site-316 due to the relative ease of concealment as well as its ability to temporarily neutralize anomalous humanoids. At the time of writing, Site-316 holds 139 medium to high-risk humanoid anomalies, including SCP-3358-1 through SCP-3358-10. See Addendum-3358-1 for details on the acquisition of SCP-3358. NOTICE FROM SITE-316 DIRECTOR A. DOUGLASS It should be noted that transfer to Site-316 should only be used as an absolute last resort. Once an anomaly is contained within Site-316, relocation becomes nearly impossible. Building more containment units is simply not an option, as doing so would pose heightened security risks. If we keep accepting transfers we will soon be facing a catastrophic overpopulation problem. I ask my fellow Site Directors to fully explore their options, including containment at Area-13, before considering transferring an anomaly to Site-316. — A.D. SCP-3358-1 through SCP-3358-16 refers to the original 16 occupants of SCP-3358 at time of discovery. Below is a table listing their designation and anomalous properties. Designation Anomalous Properties Description SCP-3358-1 Class IV Reality Bender 50/Female SCP-3358-2 Reptilian physical properties 21/Male SCP-3358-3 Cognitohazardous voice 30/Female SCP-3358-4 Class II Reality Bender 16/Female SCP-3358-5 Self-duplication upon sneezing 44/Female SCP-3358-6 Class II Reality Bender 75/Male SCP-3358-7 Empath 29/Male SCP-3358-8 Teleportation 51/Male SCP-3358-9 Minor telepath 23/Male SCP-3358-10 Avian physical properties 33/Female SCP-3358-11 Self-combustion (Deceased) 21/Male SCP-3358-12 Class I Reality Bender (Deceased) 80/Female SCP-3358-13 None/Spouse of SCP-3358-7 (Deceased) 32/Male SCP-3358-14 Magnetic properties (Deceased) 17/Male SCP-3358-15 None/Sister of SCP-3358-14 (Deceased) 20/Female SCP-3358-16 Astral projection (Status unknown) 65/Male SCP-3358-1 is an approximately 50-year-old female and the confessed creator of SCP-3358. SCP-3358-7 (Left) and SCP-3358-1 (Right). Photo taken by SCP-3358-1. Addendum-3358-1: On ██/██/19██, SCP-3358-11 through SCP-3358-15 were killed following what was at the time believed to be an attack on the Foundation agents sent to retrieve the inhabitants of the anomaly. The Foundation believed its inhabitants to be non-anomalous civilians and as such a rescue operation was carried out by MTF Kappa-6 ("Late Check-Ins"). SCP-3358-1 through SCP-3358-16 were the closest to MTF Kappa-6's entry point and were the first to be taken through the threshold of SCP-3358. Immediately upon leaving the anomalous-suppression field, SCP-3358-11 burst into flames and severely wounded Agent Russel. SCP-3358-11 and the other present anomalous individuals grew fearful and made attempts to escape the remaining MTF agents. The subjects attempted to flee into the wilderness and did not heed instructions to stand down. The agents were instructed to fire to incapacitate the subjects but were met with hostility from SCP-3358-11 and SCP-3358-14. Commander Hart authorized the use of lethal force, killing all the present subjects except SCP-3358-16, who vanished immediately upon crossing the threshold. SCP-3358-4 became hostile towards Commander Hart, attempting to [DATA EXPUNGED] the subject. Agents were instructed to fire at the subject. SCP-3358-1 responded by moving ahead of the line of fire, sustaining severe ocular damage. SCP-3358-1 began insisting SCP-3358-2 through SCP-3358-10 comply with Foundation personnel. Agents were instructed to cease fire and begin containing subjects. Subjects became compliant, and were detained without further incident. SCP-3358-1 later received medical attention. Interview-3358-34 Interviewed: SCP-3358-1 Interviewer: Senior Researcher Winchester Foreward: The following is SCP-3358-1’s first interview after 6 months of psychological evaluation. Previous interview attempts provide little information, and as such, have been excluded from this document. <Begin Log> Winchester: Do you know the origin of your anomalous properties? SCP-3358-1: No, not exactly. Reality can just, break, for no reason whatsoever. And when it breaks, it creates cracks. I am one of those cracks. And I can cause more cracks. Winchester: What was your motivation for creating SCP-3358? SCP-3358-1: I was homeless when I had the idea, and living with a few other homeless cracks. We were all trying to keep a low profile, but, that’s not exactly easy when you look like lizard man or replicate whenever you sneeze. Winchester: You are referring to SCP-3358-2 and SCP-3358-5? SCP-3358-1: Yeah, uh… I think it was ████ and █████. Yeah, God, haven’t seen them in a while. Winchester: Please continue on why you created SCP-3358. SCP-3358-1: You mean the apartments? Right, so, we all left the city and found a good place to build Anomaly Apartments, as we called it. It took me and ███████ the better half of the year to get it all set up. Winchester: What is the purpose of SCP-3358 being invisible, as well as neutralizing humanoid anomalies that are brought within it? SCP-3358-1: The invisible thing was to keep a low profile. The neutralization came from all of us just wanted to live a normal life. None of us want to be anomalies, so, this is the best we could do. Winchester: What was your reason for taking the bullet for SCP-3358-4? SCP-3358-1: ███████ and I are… Like a daughter to her mother. I’ve looked after her as long as I could, which, trust me, isn’t easy when your kid is basically a living god. But, doctor, you must have kids right? Or, hell, grandkids? You’d take a bullet for them, right? Even, if I never get to see her beautiful face again, I can know that, she’s alive because of me. SCP-3358-1 proceeds to weep. Winchester: Do you need a minute? SCP-3358-1: No, no, I’m fine. I can talk, I’m fine. SCP-3358-1 remains silent for 46 seconds. SCP-3358-1: I won’t hold this against you, I know you had your reasons, but, why did you kill them? Winchester: I’m not allowed to answer that question. SCP-3358-1 and Researcher Winchester remain silent for 21 seconds. Winchester: What is your opinion on Foundation involvement within SCP-3358? SCP-3358-1: It’s… Odd, to say the least. You are doing good here, I know that. You are keeping people safe when I wasn’t able to, and you are giving people like me a home, but, the intent is different. This was a home, and now it’s a lab. SCP-3358-1 and Researcher Winchester remain silent for 13 seconds. Winchester: Thank you for this interview SCP-3358-1. SCP-3358-1: Wait, can I make a request? Winchester: What may that be? SCP-3358-1: I’d like to see my old friends again. Or, at the very least, my daughter. Winchester: I’ll see to it your request is heard. SCP-3358-1: Thank you so much doctor. <End Log> Closing Statement: SCP-3358-2, SCP-3358-4, SCP-3358-7 and SCP-3358-10 have all made similar requests, which have been denied by the Ethics Committee. All subsequent requests are also to be denied. Addendum-3358-2: Utilization of SCP-3358's effects for containing otherwise uncontainable anomalies such as SCP-507 are currently pending approval. Footnotes 1. The average time to complete neutralization is 3 months, with the shortest recorded time being 5 days and the longest recorded time being 1 year, 6 months and 17 days. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3358" by JanitorCakeworth and Uncle Nicolini, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3358. 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-3359 | keter | Item #: SCP-3359 Photograph of the interior of SCP-3359. Special Containment Procedures: Provisional Site-90 has been established over the entrance of SCP-3359 in order to restrict access to SCP-3359 and to contain any instances of SCP-3359-1. SCP-3359 is monitored at all times, and any sightings of SCP-3359-1 within it are to be reported to the current site manager. No personnel are permitted into SCP-3359 without written approval from at least three Level-3 clearance personnel. SCP-3359-1 is held in a standard humanoid containment cell, also monitored at all times. Any attempts by SCP-3359-1 at corporeal destruction are to be halted by an on-site security team. Every 30 days, following transformation into desiccated form, SCP-3359-1 is to be removed from SCP-3359 and submerged in a 2.5 kiloliter tank of water until fully hydrated, a process taking approximately 24 hours. Once full hydration is completed, SCP-3359-1 can be returned to its containment cell. As a reminder, rehydration is a privilege, not a necessity. SCP-3359-1 is not to be rehydrated following repeated attempts at self-destruction and reversion to its desiccated form, at the project manager's discretion. This does not affect the scheduled rehydration established every 30 days. Closed or unobserved spaces with a volume large enough to hold SCP-3359-1 (approximately 65 liters) are not permitted within a 90-meter radius of SCP-3359. All rooms within this radius are to be monitored in the case of attempted escape by SCP-3359-1. Description: SCP-3359 is a room built of stone approximately 20 meters underground. The room itself is approximately 5.5 X 8 meters with a ceiling 7 meters high. The walls of SCP-3359 are covered in Egyptian hieroglyphics and designate the room as a tomb1. Notably, there are no traces of any sarcophagus or any other similar structure within SCP-3359. The contents of SCP-3359 consists mainly of randomly-spaced bowls of food. Typically, this includes breads, dried fish, onions, dried lentils, figs, and dates. Dating reveals the bowls to be made around 2500 BCE. Food present within SCP-3359 does not rot or decompose, though removing food from SCP-3359 will cause it to decompose at a normal rate. If a bowl is removed from SCP-3359, a new bowl identical in shape will manifest, containing food, inside SCP-3359 approximately 24 hours after removal. Similarly, food removed from SCP-3359 will remanifest inside SCP-3359 approximately 24 hours after removal. SCP-3359-1 is a humanoid entity created by consumption of foods within SCP-3359 (causation between food consumption and entity transformation has been proven in addendum 3359-04). When a subject enters SCP-3359 and consumes any food within, they begin transformation into SCP-3359-1. The large stone door initially set at the entrance of SCP-3359 moves to seal its entrance with immense force, regardless of the door’s location. At this point, video logs reveal the subject rapidly entering a state of severe desiccation. Though the means of desiccation remain unknown, the subject’s skin rapidly shrivels as muscle deteriorates. The subject remains living and sentient throughout the entire process. Once the process finishes, the door to SCP-3359 reopens. Analysis of SCP-3359-1 reveals a severe limitation or complete lack of bodily fluids, including water, blood, saliva and urine. Any amount of liquid that comes into contact with SCP-3359-1 less than 2.5 kiloliters has little to no effect. SCP-3359-1 absorbs any liquids that come into contact with its body but does not show signs of rehydration unless immediately exposed to 2.5 or more kiloliters of fluid. Despite this, SCP-3359-1 exhibits remarkable strength beyond average human limits, tempered by considerable slowness. SCP-3359-1 has proven able to perform activity at faster rates, but these bursts of activity typically only last seconds and are uncommon unless SCP-3359-1 is pursuing prey. Testing on the limits of SCP-3359-1’s strength remains inconclusive, but it has proven able to physically overpower a tactical response team of three trained officers. SCP-3359-1 exhibits aggressive behavior towards any animals, particularly humans. When brought into visual contact with any animal life, SCP-3359-1 will pursue the largest organism available, primarily draining it of all its blood and other bodily fluids while partially consuming the body. To facilitate the process, SCP-3359-1’s absorption ability is powerful enough to absorb body fluids through skin by touch alone. Notably, SCP-3359-1 does not aim to kill its prey, pursuing primarily the organism’s body fluids. Photograph of SCP-3359-1. SCP-3359-1 avoids crowded areas and seeks isolated prey but makes no effort to communicate. It is unknown if this lack of communication is a result of low intelligence or voluntary denial. SCP-3359-1 uses ambush tactics to grapple prey, utilizing SCP-3359’s anomalous powers. SCP-3359-1 returns to SCP-3359 before sunrise (though this appears to be a matter of preference rather than necessity), and is active at night. SCP-3359-1 is aggressively territorial in regards to SCP-3359. When SCP-3359-1 enters SCP-3359, it disappears and reappears in any space not currently observed by humans at a range of 90 meters from SCP-3359. This ability has been used by SCP-3359-1 to escape containment multiple times (see Incident Reports 3359-1, 3359-3 and 3359-4), and the containment procedures have been updated to reflect this. The method of this transportation is unknown, and further research on the methods of this instant transportation is pending. SCP-3359-1 primarily uses this effect to ambush prey. SCP-3359-1, in its desiccated state, shows no signs of aging. In the case of corporeal destruction in which a majority of SCP-3359-1’s physical matter is destroyed, SCP-3359-1’s body reverts to dust and a completed form appears within SCP-3359 in its desiccated state. This new form, once rehydrated, is identical to the one previously destroyed. If SCP-3359-1, in its desiccated state, is submerged in at least 2.5 kiloliters of fluid, it rehydrates, reverting to a physical form resembling the affected subject around the age of their early 20s. The rehydrated SCP-3359-1 displays none of the traits exhibited by the desiccated SCP-3359-1, exhibiting full mental control and proving to be, for all measures, a normal human being except for its anomalous aging capabilities. Both instances of SCP-3359-1 monitored by the Foundation have exhibited little to no change in personality in their rehydrated state following transformation into SCP-3359-1, besides the transformation-related trauma. SCP-3359-1 in its rehydrated state rapidly ages physically, aging approximately 60 years over the course of 30 days. At the end of this period, SCP-3359-1 disappears and reappears within SCP-3359 in its dehydrated state. Addendum 3359-01: The first, and current, recorded instance of SCP-3359-1, referred to as SCP-3359-1a, is a Caucasian male exhibiting signs of mental instability. Due to lack of residence and close relatives, cover-up activity for SCP-3359-1a was not required. SCP-3359-1a has proven uncooperative in Foundation testing and containment, frequently attempting self-destruction and revertion to its desiccated state. Attempts at psychological recovery for SCP-3359-1a have been unsuccessful. Addendum 3359-02: Translation of the hieroglyphics within SCP-3359 have been completed and can be found in document 3359-1. A synopsis of the text reveals a story relating the anomalous properties of SCP-3359 into a mythological setting consistent with ancient Egypt. The writings show an unnamed individual dying within SCP-3359 and being taken to the judgement hall of the afterlife by Anubis, wherein Osiris resides. Here, the unnamed individual presents a phallic object2 to Osiris, who takes the object and wrests the unnamed individual from Anubis' hands, transporting them back to SCP-3359, now containing food offerings to the dead. The unnamed individual is given a shield-like aura by Osiris, which protects them from death. The next portion of the tale involves Anubis damaging this shield and draining the unnamed individual of blood. The unnamed individual goes and drains other people of their blood as a result of this. The end of the tale shows the unnamed individual in a healthier state with the shield fixed as they stand atop a mound of bodies. It is unknown how relevant this information may be in ascertaining the history of SCP-3359. Addendum 3359-03: During testing, Agent Khaled approached SCP-3359. Upon proximity to SCP-3359, SCP-3359-1 became agitated and used its hands and fingernails, which it had sharpened into effective cutting materials, to [DATA EXPUNGED], reforming in SCP-3359 in its desiccated state. SCP-3359-1 immediately attacked Agent Khaled. Agent Khaled remained alive for 3 minutes before blood loss resulted in exsanguination. Director overseeing the operation reprimanded for failure to contact site security. Addendum 3359-04: It has been proven that SCP-3359-1 is “replaced” after a new subject enters SCP-3359 and consumes any of the food within the tomb. After Agent Mohamed entered SCP-3359 on ██/██/████, SCP-3359-1a became visibly distressed, attempting self-destruction immediately. The attempt at self-destruction was halted by on-site security. After consuming food within SCP-3359, Agent Mohamed began expected transformation into SCP-3359-1. During the process, SCP-3359-1a’s body began disintegrating into fine dust. These events, deemed related, would prove that there can only be one SCP-3359-1 at any given time. Agent Mohamed, now referred to as SCP-3359-1b, is the current instance of SCP-3359-1. Interview 3359-1 Hide Interviewed: SCP-3359-1a Interviewer: Dr. ██████ Foreword: SCP-3359-1a, following rehydration, was questioned regarding details on SCP-3359. SCP-3359-1a was interviewed in its cell via intercom. SCP-3359-1’s Arabic speech has been translated for distribution in English-speaking branches. SCP-3359-1a's speech was slurred, and portions of it were incoherent. <Begin Interview> Dr. ██████: Hello, SCP-3359-1a. SCP-3359-1a: [unintelligible] Dr. ██████: So it says here that your name is Seth. Is this correct? SCP-3359-1a: Fuck you. Dr. ██████: Please, remain civil and we can get through this faster. Now, is your birth name Seth Hall? SCP-3359-1a: No name. Dr. ██████: I understand. But please, answer the question. SCP-3359-1a: Get me the fuck out of here. Dr. ██████: You know I can't do that. We'll come back to that question. Now, when did you first come into contact with SCP-3359? SCP-3359-1a: The fuck is that? Dr. ██████: I'm referring to the tomb you entered. The one that brought you into this predicament. SCP-3359-1a: [unintelligible] Dr. ██████: Could you speak up? SCP-3359-1a: I'll kill you! I'll rip your skin from your bones! Dr. ██████: SCP-3359-1a, please. You know you can't do that in this position. It would be best for you to cooperate in order to finish this interview. So, could you please describe the effects of SCP-3359? SCP-3359-1a: I can live forever! I have a new life! [unintelligible shouting] The weak exist to die to feed me to let me live their red red blood- Dr. ██████: Please remain focused. Did you enter SCP-3359 and eat the food inside of it? SCP-3359-1a attacked the walls of its cell and offered no response. After approximately 8 minutes of agitation, SCP-3359-1a continued the interview, fatigued. SCP-3359-1a: It gave me food. I couldn't say no to food. I was dying. I never have to worry about dying again. How much longer is this interview? Dr. ██████: I have a couple more questions. How long have you been involved with SCP-3359? SCP-3359-1a: Damn questions. The room let me live for longer than anyone could care to remember. Dammit, your people won't be looking at their little cameras forever. Tomb will free me. Your skin pierced and your blood flowing- Dr. ██████: SCP-3359-1a, answer the questions. How many people have you killed? SCP-3359-1a: So many, but not enough! I will reach the bloody limit and gain a real life forever when the streets flow red and the bodies lie dry in the streets where I will walk and feed and live and be freed forever among the bright moon and dry- Dr. ██████: That's enough. On another matter, you need hydration to convert to your normal human form. Why do you only seek blood? Why not use, say, a river? SCP-3359-1a: You can eat dirt. Why don't you? Go and eat some damn grass you fucking idiot and tell me why the hell you don't do it! Fuck! You fucking cattle! I will rip you apart! Dr. ██████: The questions will now conclude. The interview is officially over. SCP-3359-1a: Masses of people waiting to be killed and let me live. I will kill and eat and kill and eat! Osiris grant me strength to consume the blood of these weak bastards! Your death will only power me! <End Interview> Interview 3359-2 Hide Interviewed: SCP-3359-1b Interviewer: Dr. ████ Foreword: SCP-3359-1b, following rehydration, was questioned regarding details about the SCP-3359-1 experience. Due to good behavior, SCP-3359-1b was allowed a face-to-face interview outside of its cell. SCP-3359-1b was restrained and site security team remained on-call. SCP-3359-1b proved cooperative with the Foundation’s requests. Dr. ████: SCP-3359-1b, for your ease, would you prefer to be called any other name during the course of this interview? SCP-3359-1b: My name’s Samir! You know this, ████! Come on, don’t act like we’ve never met before. Dr. ████: Apologies, Samir. Just a formality. So please, describe the transformation experience of SCP-3359. SCP-3359-1b: I’m in hell, ████. I die every 30 days. Do you know what that’s like? I can’t live like this. I constantly feel myself getting closer to death each day. I was, what, 20 last week? I gotta be almost 40 now. And I feel it. Goddamn do I feel it. Dr. ████: Please continue. SCP-3359-1b: This isn’t life. I’m not really living. I’m just waiting to die before it can take over and make me a monster. And that’s the worst part of this existence. Dr. ████: Elaborate. SCP-3359-1b: I don’t want to. I really don’t want to. But I know wanting doesn’t get you very far if you’re like me. You know the basics of what happens every 30 days. I disappear. A dessiccated aberration appears in the tomb with my body. And it’s me, don’t get me wrong. I know everything I’m doing. And I can’t control it. Dr. ████: So you are aware of your actions in your dehydrated state, but you cannot control them. Please explain. SCP-3359-1b: It's about thirst. There’s a thirst in that dry, dry body, more unbearable than you could ever think. All I know then is that I need to drink. Blood, more than anything else. All I can do is watch as I kill people, rip them apart. With my own hands! Dr. ████: Thank you. That is enough information. The interview will be terminated and you will be escorted back to your cell. SCP-3359-1b: Wait! ████, please don’t go! You need to do me a favor. This isn’t life. I know that I am living a fate worse than death. I’m living a fate full of constant death. I feel the pain of dying every month. You don’t understand what this feels like, you never will. So you owe me. End this. Let me die. Put another agent through that tomb, and let me fall to dust. Please. There’s nothing I’ve ever wanted more. Closing Statement: SCP-3359-1b has been deemed ideal in continued containment. Its application for termination has been denied. Footnotes 1. Refer to addendum 3359-02 for further hieroglyphic analysis 2. This may be in reference to the myth of the resurrection of Osiris, in which all of his deceased body parts were recovered and assembled except for the phallus, which was lost. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3359" by DrDromeus, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3359. 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-3360 | euclid | close Info X SCP-3360: Proletariart, by San Francisco Jones Author: A Random Day + More SCPs by A Random Day - Hide list SCPs SCP-3220 Rating: 524 SCP-2790 Rating: 488 SCP-4780 Rating: 478 SCP-2820 Rating: 472 SCP-3780 Rating: 438 SCP-2664 Rating: 408 SCP-4950 Rating: 397 SCP-2730 Rating: 292 SCP-947 Rating: 287 SCP-2350 Rating: 274 SCP-2810 Rating: 269 SCP-3640 Rating: 264 SCP-2490 Rating: 256 SCP-4670 Rating: 253 SCP-3470 Rating: 246 SCP-2680 Rating: 246 SCP-5430 Rating: 216 SCP-5940 Rating: 203 SCP-2210 Rating: 201 SCP-4710 Rating: 176 SCP-3850 Rating: 161 SCP-3360 Rating: 153 SCP-7660 Rating: 126 SCP-2060 Rating: 122 SCP-2910 Rating: 118 SCP-1750 Rating: 101 SCP-2570 Rating: 96 SCP-2650 Rating: 95 SCP-6190 Rating: 85 SCP-2143 Rating: 84 SCP-7780 Rating: 79 SCP-6880 Rating: 74 + All Tales by A Random Day - Hide list Tales Hypervelocity Rating: 244 Avatara Rating: 244 I Thought You Died Alone Rating: 186 Moonlighting Rating: 179 Zeitgeist Rating: 141 Autoerotic Assassination Rating: 128 Terminal Velocity Rating: 122 T Minus Rating: 121 The Chosen Few Rating: 100 Reboot or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Apocalypses Rating: 96 Hard Machine Rating: 88 Loud, Lawless, and Lost Rating: 88 The Vice Girls Rating: 87 Morphine Machine Rating: 87 Truth Is Sin Rating: 84 Deus Vulture Rating: 82 Ecstasy and Exorcism Rating: 81 The Revelation Rating: 81 Rise and Repent Rating: 79 Nonpareil Rating: 79 T Plus Rating: 67 Prey and Obey Rating: 51 Escape Velocity Rating: 50 Jump the Gun Rating: 49 No One Gets Out of Her Alive Rating: 47 Leather Pig Rating: 47 The Ballad of Santa Troy Rating: 47 Contempt Rating: 42 Domo Arigato Rating: 38 The Man-Machine Rating: 36 Mile High Club Rating: 30 Strung Out in Heavens High Rating: 27 Hands Rating: 26 Industrial Espionage Rating: 26 Nothing Human Rating: 25 Fullmusic Astrobiologist Rating: 22 Eight Hours in the ECRG Rating: 17 Enasni Si Gnihtyreve Rating: 15 + All Hubs by A Random Day - Hide list Hubs Prometheus Labs Hub Rating: 148 Speed Demon Rating: 134 Guns Pointed at the Head of God Rating: 72 + All coauthored articles featuring A Random Day - Hide list Page Authors Overheard at Deer ch00bakka SCP-150 Decibelles SCP-3000 djkaktus, Joreth SCP-4220 The Great Hippo SCP-4310 The Great Hippo Chicago Spirit Hub PeppersGhost SCP-5555 Rounderhouse, Uncle Nicolini Visions of Bodies Being Burned Taffeta Samsara TyGently Death Perception TyGently The Powers that Bark TyGently A Semi-Comprehensive List of Foundation Facilities Dr. Desai's Personnel File Mobile Task Forces SCP-3359 SCP-3361 SCP Series 4 Item #: SCP-3360 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3360 is contained within the center of a Standard Humanoid Containment Cell. The floor of the cell should be 6 meters by 6 meters, and SCP-3360 is to be placed in the exact center. Tests conducted upon SCP-3360 and requests to construct new instances of SCP-3360 should be approved by the Level 3 Researcher assigned to it. The Foundation webcrawler program ANTISTALLMAN has been programmed to continually scour the web and remove SCP-3360's source code and assembly instructions wherever found. Mobile Task Force Pi-1 ("City Slickers") is to be deployed to locations where anomalous artwork is reported to appear overnight. Copies of SCP-3360's source code, parts list, and assembly instructions are available from the Site-42 Robotics department upon request. Description: SCP-3360 is a humanoid automaton designed by San Francisco Jones, a noted hacktivist and anarchist member of the anartist collective Are We Cool Yet?. Although the specific details of SCP-3360's appearance vary depending on its construction, it is 1.7 meters tall and built in a human body plan. It features a pair of cameras and an electroencephalogram in its head, several microcontrollers distributed throughout the body, and capacitance-based proximity sensors in the extremities. SCP-3360 also has fully articulated joints, degrees of freedom of movement, and mobility equivalent to a normal human. SCP-3360's primary anomaly is its ability to seemingly extract the memories of individuals who pass by it and then create anart based on art that has been conceptualized by said individuals. During daylight hours SCP-3360 will remain inert. At night, it will activate and seek out tools and materials, which it will then use to construct anart of varying size and complexity in public locations. Said works of anart invariably feature the name of an individual somewhere on the work, who in turn passed by SCP-3360 at some point in the day and has conceived of or attempted to build a work in the past similar to the one constructed by SCP-3360. SCP-3360 possesses extreme artistic skill; it has created artwork in numerous forms ranging from Roman-style sculptures to pop art oil paintings and ceramics. However, SCP-3360 does not appear to have a distinct style. SCP-3360 will remain inert at night if no sapient entities pass within its two-meter range during the day. SCP-3360's source code and building instructions have been published to various online repositories under the GNU General Public License 3. While the instance of SCP-3360 in custody is made of 3D-printed polyethylene, it can be constructed almost entirely from off-the-shelf materials such as PVC and shower curtain rods1. SCP-3360's source code is written in C and C++ and is not anomalous by itself, though several of its optimization techniques and machine learning algorithms have been adopted by the Foundation's computer science research departments. Discovery Log: SCP-3360 was discovered in Boston, Massachusetts, by Mobile Task Force Pi-1 ("City Slickers") while investigating a series of anomalous art pieces that had abruptly begun appearing seemingly overnight in the weeks leading up to its capture. The anomaly was first discovered raiding an art store near Northeastern University for acrylic paint; it was then tracked to and captured2 at a construction site while collecting brick and mortar from the site. Pi-1 was able to locate and destroy the work being constructed: a brick wall painted with an unfinished mural of a stylized, cartoon-like road tunnel. Several partial glyphs corresponding to intangibility runes were also painted on the mural. SCP-3360 README: Proletariart - open source robot to automate production of art Copyright (C) 2017 San Francisco Jones senoj.ocsicn|rfnas#senoj.ocsicn|rfnas Proletariart is free software: you can redistribute it and/or modify it under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by the Free Software Foundation, either version 3 of the License, or (at your option) any later version. This program is distributed in the hope that it will be useful, but WITHOUT ANY WARRANTY; without even the implied warranty of MERCHANTABILITY or FITNESS FOR A PARTICULAR PURPOSE. See the GNU General Public License for more details. You should have received a copy of the GNU General Public License along with this program. If not, see <http://www.gnu.org/licenses/>. Proletariart - Prole, as I like to call it - is a robot built to to democratize the process of creating art. All you need to do is stand next to it, think about what you want to create, and let Prole do the rest. Prole handles the design, materials, build site, and construction. It also only works at night, to avoid disturbing people during the day, but you can change that if you want. Heck, you can change whatever you want! Prole is easy to build and customize; everything is modular, it can be built with off-the-shelf parts, and the software is yours to modify. Stephen Jay Gould once said, "I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops." Likewise, I wonder how many people with Picasso's talent or vision have wasted away in front of a cash register or backhoe. Prole is meant to give those people - to give you - the chance to share their vision with the world. To make it a better place. Art is cool. Prole is cool. You want to be cool too, right? Guess what? You already are. Stay cool, San Francisco Jones Addendum: SCP-3360 Testing Log Following SCP-3360's capture and analysis, a second instance was constructed using off-the-shelf parts. All tests were conducted on both instances with no difference in results. Selected test logs are available below. Test Procedure: Inactive instances of SCP-3360 were placed across from each other. One test subject walked in range between them. At night, both instances were given access to a vetted materials lab and workshop with tools for rapid concept prototyping (thus lacking any anomalous or explosive materials). + Show Testing Log - Hide Testing Log Testing Individual Resulting Art Notes D-13372, who was a sculptor prior to incarceration. Three statues standing side by side, of two men and a woman. One of the men is holding hands with the woman, though his head periodically rotates to look at the other man. The second man is looking straight ahead. D-13372 reported that one of his final commissions was for a similar art piece, which was unfinished at the time of incarceration. The faces of the statues holding hands were identified as belonging to D-01828 and D-01828's ex-wife; the third statue was of D-13372. D-01828, a part-time animal activist who campaigned against so-called designer breeds of pets prior to being incarcerated. A 3D printer modified to print biological material that is connected to a laptop computer running the video game Spore. The game allows players to control the development of a fictional organism from single-celled to multicellular life; upon reaching the multicellular stage, the 3D printer produces the organism created. Spawned organisms are able to function normally despite having abnormal physiology and biochemistry. After one hour, the game will ask the player to prolong the creature's lifespan through an in-game market using a real credit card account. If the money is not paid within five minutes, the spawned organism will suffer rapid organ failure and death. A successful purchase increases the organism's lifespan by another hour, at which time the process repeats. D-16363, who previously suffered from a pornography addiction, particularly to the hentai genre of animated pornography. A short computer-animated pornographic film in which two male college football players experiment with each other. A subplot involves one of the protagonists' fathers having cancer. The identity of the players depends on the viewer(s), changing their appearance to resemble fathers/father figures known to the viewer(s). Scripting, animation, coloring, and sound recording were entirely created and performed by SCP-3360 over the course of a single night. D-04869, a former history professor who researched architecture in the Victorian era. A small one-room shack made of wood. Subjects who enter the shack report being able to descend a flight of stairs not visible from the outside; the flight of stairs leads to a large, five-storied mansion. All windows are opaque, and exiting the mansion through the front doors results in appearing outside the shack. The size and upkeep of the manor degrade as more subjects enter; more than five people entering the shack results in the stairs disappearing entirely. It is unclear where SCP-3360 acquired the material to build such a structure; a glamour effect is hypothesized to be in effect. D-07544, who had previously been used to test several anomalies related to AWCY? A marble staircase. Subjects that walk to the top of the staircase will find themselves ascending again from the bottom. This shift in position occurs seemingly instantaneously from an outside perspective; high-speed cameras have not been able to detect the change. D-14126, who is blind. A ceramic pot covered in a thin layer of black rat skin and fur, with black rat limbs and a tail nailed to the pot. The pot is ambulatory, and will continually run forward until striking a surface and shattering into several smaller pots; these pots feature proportionally smaller rat limbs and will also run forward until shattering into smaller ambulatory pots. Following three successive shatters, all of the shattered material will coalesce back into the original pot. However, the pot becomes progressively bloodier. The rat limbs can be removed and replaced with limbs from other organisms, such as cockroaches and guinea pigs, without affecting the pot's ambulatory capabilities. Footnotes 1. some components such as the cameras and EEG must be purchased commercially 2. A member of Pi-1 disabled the anomaly by sneaking up to it and disconnecting the car battery in its chest cavity. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3360" by A Random Day, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3360. 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-3361 | keter | SCP-3361. Item #: SCP-3361 Special Containment Procedures: Sightings of SCP-3361 are to be intercepted by the nearest Foundation Agents, who are to interview those who have interacted with the entity and administer Class B amnestics as deemed necessary. Followup teams are to be sent under a cover up story of public health investigation in order to increase the overall cleanliness of the area and prevent manifestations of SCP-3361 temporarily. Research into means of more permanent containment is ongoing. Description: SCP-3361 refers to a sapient image drawn in black ink of a stylized young human male that appears in bathrooms. SCP-3361 is bound to travelling along 2D surfaces but is capable of altering its shape, communicating verbally and perceiving its surroundings normally. SCP-3361 has not been observed entering nor leaving any bathrooms, but it can be found in multiple locations simultaneously. SCP-3361 appears to maintain a single consciousness across its manifestations and seems to be aware of each separate area it is located in. SCP-3361 seems to favor manifesting inside bathrooms with only one occupant, but has been known to speak with groups as well. The entity displays a mostly friendly personality and a fondness for extended and intimate conversation, though it does not seem to understand or care about the privacy required within bathrooms. Should SCP-3361 be ignored or verbally attacked, it will usually demanifest, but may manifest again at any given time. The only effective method of protecting a location from SCP-3361 is to keep it free from graffiti and similar markings, which has proven successful in 83% of cases. SCP-3361's primary anomaly consists of being able to acquire large quantities of accurate information from human subjects through short periods of conversation. Such information is not always directly related to what is being discussed, and may consist of facts about the subject that they are not aware of themselves. SCP-3361 will often use such information to form a psychological profile of a given subject and attempt to offer them therapy and advice on various subjects. SCP-3361 refuses to reveal private information about people who have confided in it. However, the entity has been known to use the psychological profiles it forms to persuade others into behaving in ways it deems more appropriate. What this means varies between individuals, but follows a pattern of instilling a deep sense of inadequacy, paranoia and disillusionment. No mind-affecting anomaly has been identified in those who have interacted with SCP-3361. Addendum: Interview Log Interviewed: SCP-3361 Interviewer: Agent ███ Foreword: This interview takes place upon initial discovery of SCP-3361 by Agent ███. The initial phrases before the actual recording are transcribed according to Agent ███'s reports. <Begin Log> SCP-3361: Hello, my esteemed gentleman. I trust you are in good health? Agent ███: What the fuck? SCP-3361: Hey now, I'm not that scary. At least, I hope you should notice that. You seem to me like a person with an iron will and good taste. Agent ███: …I'm taking a shit, you goddamn creep. SCP-3361: Being ashamed of your bodily functions is a step away from being ashamed of yourself. Agent ███: No it's not. Where did you get that? Actually, hold on. I need to record this. SCP-3361: Suit yourself. Say, did you go to [REDACTED] University? Agent ███: How do you even know that? SCP-3361: It's written all over your face. Just like the fact you dropped out of it. Shame, really. You always did have more potential than you believed. Agent ███: Don't patronize me. I know my life better than you. SCP-3361: If you say so, my friend. Oh, how rude of me! My name is Classy Carlos. It is an incomparable pleasure to meet you, ███. Agent ███: Is that some sort of nickname? Who calls you that? And how do you know my name? SCP-3361: My friends and patients call me that! And your name was just floating around, you know. Agent ███: …I see. Do you interact with other people outside of this bathroom? SCP-3361: Yes. I've accumulated quite the list over the years. Lots of stories to tell, too! But no details, of course. I've got a code of ethics to uphold. Agent ███: What sort of conversations do you usually have with people? SCP-3361: Long and productive ones! Yes sir, people are like open books to me, it's just a matter of time. Why don't you tell me more about yourself? Agent ███: That's not how this wo— oh, nevermind. Will you cooperate with my questions if I answer yours? SCP-3361: On my honor! Agent ███: Alright. I guess I'm kind of an introvert? SCP-3361: I figured as much. What's the earliest memory you can recall? Agent ███: Ummm…climbing an apple tree on my own, I think. Or trying to. Got hurt pretty badly, my parents were very worried. SCP-3361: Interesting, interesting! First time you fell in love? Agent ███: …This is getting a little personal, and I'm not getting as much information from you as I should. SCP-3361: Ah, what is the matter? Does exposing yourself make you feel uncomfortable? Do you have difficulty trusting others? Agent ███: I'm fine, thank you very much. Now it's my turn to ask a question. How do you keep finding out all of this about me? SCP-3361: It all comes to me naturally. I just don't understand how others don't notice the things I do, they're so clear to me. Like the fact you first fell in love when Sally taught you how to be more open. I have a feeling you rejected her advice out of spite when you two broke up. That must have contributed a lot your current psychological state. My heart goes out to you. Agent ███: Are you trying to give me therapy? If so, it's not working. At all. SCP-3361: Apologies, I should have considered my words more carefully. Agent ███: Yes, you're a little invasive, don't you think? SCP-3361: It's all for people's betterment. It can take more than one try, certainly, but sometimes you get such happy coincidences. Why, I spoke to Sally last month! Agent ███: Wait, what? What did she tell you? What did you tell her? SCP-3361: Code of ethics, my friend. No details allowed. Agent ███: (Sighing) Alright. So, you can find out arbitrary amounts of information about me apparently at will, but you can't actually use any of that to help me. Why don't you do me a favor and let me conclude the interview? SCP-3361: Well, if you insist. But before you do that, consider the following: perhaps the reason you still want to know about what she is up to after all these years is because you can't seem to value yourself as a person and need external validation to feel any joy? Has it occurred to you that the longer you spend thinking about that, the smaller you will become? You will get tiny, tiny, until you will disappear from everyone's sight, and wouldn't that be just a tragedy! But you won't be the bigger man, because you are completely tangled in the chains of your self-pity! Agent ███: Are you fucking with me right now? SCP-3361: Heavens, no. I'm testing for life signs. Agent ███: (Speaking in an angry whisper) Listen, and listen closely. I don't care about your good intentions. Leave my secrets for me to deal with, got it? I can take care of myself. SCP-3361: Oh, yes. But can you take care of others to get that approval you so desperately want? I'm certain that your son must be very grateful that his daddy is out there fighting the monsters every day that he can never know about, instead of watching him play, learn and grow up. It seems to me you have somewhat skewed priorities. Agent ███: (Shouting) What do you want me to do? To say that I'm a callous shut-in? That I have trust issues? That I'm a negligent father? If all that's true, then feel free to call me a horrible person! SCP-3361: None of that. I want you to prove me wrong. (SCP-3361 demanifests.) <End Log> |
SCP-3362 | euclid | SCP-3362 By: notgull Published on 27 May 2018 22:53 ▷ 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; } } Item #: SCP-3362 Special Containment Procedures: CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES INACTIVE AS OF 07/25/2018 Outside of regular testing, SCP-3362 is to be contained in a standard item locker. Biological and memetic countermeasures are to be put into place to restrict access to Level 3 supervisors or approved handlers. Once a week, a member of D-class personnel is to be selected to view SCP-3362. The selection process is to include a background check to ensure that the subject has no ties to any Groups of Interest, organized crime rings, or any other group where they could hold a position of authority. Viewing of SCP-3362 is to be presented to subjects under the guise of testing; in order to facilitate this facade, subjects are to be shown a non-anomalous copy of It’s a Wonderful Life and instructed to note any differences between it and SCP-3362. Observation of this testing is to take place in monitoring rooms placed appropriately so that observing personnel cannot make visual contact of any kind with the screen displaying SCP-3362. As a precaution, only research assistants fulfilling the following conditions are allowed to supervise testing: Has a clearance level of Level 1 or less. Has a salary of less than 65,000 yearly. Is subordinate to Researcher Evereds, who is understood to be directly subordinate to SCP-3362-1. A redundant chain of command is to be maintained to reduce the impact of Eta Incidents. The HMCL Supervisor of SCP-3362, currently Dr. Jack Simpson, is considered the superior of SCP-3362-1. A redundant “HMCL Director” is considered the superior of Dr. Simpson, a “Materials Director” is considered the superior of the HMCL Director, and Project Head/3362 is considered the superior of the Materials Director. After an Eta Incident, the HMCL Director will be demoted to HMCL Supervisor, the Materials Director will be demoted to HMCL Director, and a new member of Foundation personnel is to be selected to take the position of the Materials Director. The current instance of SCP-3362-1 is Dr. Laurel Shepherd, who will look at the audience and give the standard “OK” signal at all times. Any major deviations in behavior are to be reported to the HMCL supervisor. Description: SCP-3362 is a VHS tape of the 1946 movie It’s a Wonderful Life. It is physically indistinguishable from a non-anomalous copy of the tape. The primary anomalous properties of SCP-3362 manifest when viewed. SCP-3362-1 is an individual that appears in viewings of SCP-3362. SCP-3362-1 is able to interact with the scene, though no deviations in dialogue or plot has been reported. It is confirmed that SCP-3362-1 is conscious and fully aware of its current situation. The secondary anomalous effects of SCP-3362 activate when viewed by a human subject. If the subject is of a higher economic, social, or political standing than SCP-3362-1, they will spontaneously disappear five to ten hours after first viewing SCP-3362. In subsequent viewings of SCP-3362, the subject that disappeared will replace SCP-3362-1. Two to four hours after this disappearance, the previous instance of SCP-3362-1 will reappear in the vicinity of the former location of the new instance of SCP-3362-1. The tertiary anomalous effects of SCP-3362 activate when it is not viewed by any human subject for a period of one month. At this point, an Eta Incident will occur. SCP-3362 will lose its anomalous properties, and the superior of SCP-3362-1 at the time of the Eta Incident will disappear. Of the visual media currently owned by the supervisor, one will become the new instance of SCP-3362, with the supervisor as an instance of SCP-3362-1. It is of note that the previous instance of SCP-3362-1 will not reappear after an Eta Incident. It is believed that, following Eta Incidents, SCP-3362 tends to relocate itself to Christmas movies produced before 1980. Addendum: History and Discovery SCP-3362 was originally recovered after the disappearance of Mr. Sherrams, an office worker for the Adacron corporation. After his disappearance, Officer Williams took the original instance of SCP-3362, believed to be a VHS tape of The Star Wars Holiday Special, and eventually viewed it himself, becoming the next instance of SCP-3362-1. It was speculated that these disappearances were related, and the Las Vegas Police Department began to investigate this phenomena. Roughly one month after the start of the investigation, Detective Sheryl was reported to have disappeared while investigating a potential lead. This was interpreted as a deliberate action of the party that was responsible for the disappearances, and Sheryl’s assets were seized as evidence. The Foundation was alerted to the presence of SCP-3362 when the chief of police of the Las Vegas Police Department viewed SCP-33621 during the course of the investigation and became subject to its secondary anomalous effects, resulting in his spontaneous disappearance. MTF Gamma-7 (“Red Herrings”) administered amnestics to all appropriate civilians and officers and confiscated security footage of the event. Further testing elucidated the anomalous properties of SCP-3362. However, due to improper handling during testing, Dr. Redmond became the SCP-3362-1 subject. Addendum: Incident 3362-8 A catastrophic containment breach on 09/05/2008 caused Site-45 to become inaccessible for several weeks. During this period of time, SCP-3362 underwent an Eta Incident, leading to the disappearance of Dr. Carrion, a Level 2 supervisor monitoring testing for several SCP objects, and the relocation of SCP-3362 to a VHS tape of Frosty the Snowman. SCP-3362 has since been relocated to Safe-class Site-49, due to the low possibility of a containment breach. Addendum: Incident 3362-9 After a scheduled viewing session of SCP-3362, D-4578 spontaneously disappeared. Testing with D-5572 confirms that D-4578 had become the next instance of SCP-3362-1. A later background check of D-4578 revealed that he had connections to the American Mafia, and during his time with the group, he had amassed a considerable amount of influence and offshore wealth. Due to the American Mafia’s lack of cooperation in the containment of SCP-3362, an Eta Incident was allowed to occur for the purposes of experimentation. However, the next instance of SCP-3362-1 was Global Occult Coalition Director Claras, who was later determined to have connections to the American Mafia. The Global Occult Coalition then discovered SCP-3362, and attempted to destroy it. However, this triggered an immediate Eta Incident that caused the disappearance of Dr. Grayson, a director of the GOC’s PHYSICS department. The Foundation then purchased SCP-3362, now a VHS tape of It’s a Wonderful Life, from the GOC for a sum of 500,000 USD. SPECIAL ADDENDUM 3362.1: Incident 3362-Omega + Show Incident Log - Close Incident Log On 04/10/2018, O5-10 retired from their position due to stress. However, they volunteered to become an instance of SCP-3362-1, in order to test what would occur during an Eta Incident to a person without a supervisor. On 05/10/2018, an Eta Incident occurred, though no instance of SCP-3362 could be found. At first, it was thought that SCP-3362 was neutralized. However, it is believed that this event had implications that are not within the grasp of the current Foundation. Further research is not possible due to the ongoing BE-Class “Migration” Scenario. Recovered data files show that O5-10 was a devout Catholic. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-3363 | keter | The Citizen Kane of Lightning-induced Reality TV Item #: SCP-3363 Special Containment Procedures: Individuals affected by SCP-3363 should be assessed on a case-by-case basis; if an individual's range of effect is 1m or greater they should be housed in a Faraday cage shielded Standard Humanoid Containment Cell. Individuals whose range of effect is less than 1m, or those whose range falls below 1m while in containment, may be released following the administration of amnestics. Individuals reported to have survived being struck by lightning are to be examined for the presence of SCP-3363. Description: SCP-3363 is an anomaly affecting humans who have been struck by lightning and survived, occurring in approximately 0.5% of individuals1. Affected individuals will begin broadcasting a signal that can be picked up by any device capable of receiving and decoding a television signal, resulting in a valid video. The range of the signal varies between observed values of between 20cm and 87m. In cases where the range is below 1m, the signal strength decreases rapidly to the point that only static can be observed in the resultant video. In 90% of cases, this range decreases over time at varying rates. The video broadcast by SCP-3363 depicts a "home movie"-style television show featuring video clips of varying qualities that show the death of the individual broadcasting the signal in a variety of ways. The show follows a predictable pattern of between 5 and 10 clips sharing some thematic link (for example, death by electrocution or death by road accident) narrated by the host of the show, followed by a 30- to 60-second intermission filmed in a television studio designed to look like a lounge, in which the host will briefly discuss the previous clips and then lead into the theme of the next section. The host of the show resembles deceased media personality George Orson Welles as he appeared in the 1980s, in varying states of inebriation. Once every 30 to 40 minutes, the host will break with the common format of the show during one of the intermission segments and attempt to sell a variety of products, typically food or drink items corresponding to no known brands, to the audience. These advertisements will last for approximately two minutes before the standard show format resumes. The first recorded instance of SCP-3363 occurred in November 1985, approximately one month after the death of George Orson Welles and approximately two months before the first appearance of a "home movies" style television broadcast2. On November 26th 1989, the host briefly excused himself simultaneously on all currently monitored SCP-3363 broadcasts, which was followed by the cessation of all broadcasts for a period of approximately seven minutes. This event coincided with a Mobile Task Force entering a building in Ronda, Spain, as part of the ongoing investigation into SCP-33633; the building was found to contain a lounge room matching that seen in the broadcasts, though no trace of the host or any broadcasting or recording equipment was found. When broadcasts resumed, the lounge set was noticeably different from the original. This represents the only observed diversion from the standard broadcast pattern, and attempts to locate the new set have failed. Footnotes 1. Resulting in approximately 1000 cases per year. 2. Occurring as a segment in the Japanese TV Show 加トちゃんケンちゃんごきげんテレビ Kato-chan Ken-chan Gokigen Terebi, which began airing on January 11th 1986. 3. Ronda is the town in which the cremated remains of George Orson Welles were buried. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3363" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3363. 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-3364 | safe | Item #: SCP-3364 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3364 is to be kept in an insulated canister in a standard containment locker in a climate-controlled storage wing at Site-19. Testing with up to 50 ml of SCP-3364 requires Level-3 approval. Testing with amounts of SCP-3364 greater than 50 ml requires Site Director approval and, dependent on the quantity being tested, the use of Site-19 Hangar Bay 2. Under no circumstances should any amount of SCP-3364 be exposed to temperatures below 10 °C outside of controlled laboratory conditions. Description: SCP-3364 refers to 13.64 kg of a dark gold metallic substance with a wholly unknown chemical composition. At standard temperature and pressure the full amount measures 1.21 liters in volume, and has a melting point of 282.83 K (9.67 °C.) In a liquid state SCP-3364 is inert and displays no anomalous properties. If allowed to reach a temperature below its melting point, SCP-3364 begins to crystallize rapidly. The solidified crystals generate a spherical field which causes rapidly shifting, highly randomized temporal distortions within its bounds. Rigorous testing has shown that the radius of the field is directly proportional to the amount of crystallized SCP-3364, at a ratio of 1.16 grams per centimeter. If the entirety of the substance crystallizes the resultant field is 117.88 meters in radius. As SCP-3364 begins to crystallize the field will grow outwards from the center of mass. During this period the area within the field will be held in stasis. 3-5 minutes after the size of the field stabilizes, temporal shifts within it will begin. These shifts occur over very short intervals (measured at .02-.06 seconds) and can be seen as a change in both the speed and direction of time within the field. At the end of a shift time will appear to freeze for approximately one tenth of a second before the next shift occurs. Time can be seen to move either more slowly or quickly than normal during a shift. However, as the field persists the maximum possible speed of a shift increases drastically, and shifts at a rate of time slower than normal become extremely rare. Within twelve hours the field can show flickers of time hundreds of years into the past and future. When the Foundation initially encountered SCP-3364, the field ended after persisting for approximately two and a half months and by the end of that time was showing flashes of geology consistent with theories of the Archean Eon (~3,000 Ma). If an object within the field was in motion such that its movement would remove it from the field during a shift, it will not cross the edge of the field into normal space. Rather, it will simply vanish from sight after crossing the boundary. ‘Where’ such an object goes is currently unknown, but this appears to support the hypothesis that the field creates an independent region of spacetime during its existence. An effect may be seen where artifacts from a particular shift carry over into subsequent shifts, or appear at random in later shifts. These artifacts can include virtually anything present in the field such as pieces of terrain, objects both natural and man-made, and living things. A ball that was sent rolling through the field when it was established may be seen rolling across the same area hundreds of years in the past in one shift, and then thousands of years in the future in the next. A prehistoric creature that appeared in the field may reappear many shifts later, but in the present day laboratory. And so on. SCP-3364 itself appears to be completely unaffected by its own field. Most notably, it will react to changes in temperature outside of the field as it would were the field not in place, returning to a liquid state and ending the effect if the ambient temperature rises above its melting point. Once the field's effect has ended, time will return to the point it was at when the field was established and move forward as normal. Subjects that were within the field will experience several minutes of extreme disorientation, but no further ill effects have been observed. To date, no test subjects have been able to recall anything that occurred while the field was active. Addendum 3364-01: At the present time most testing with SCP-3364 in its crystalline state has been suspended. Current research on SCP-3364 is focused on the development of a mechanism capable of containing the generated field. ACCESS RESTRICTED LEVEL-3 Access Granted Addendum 3364-01a: To date, two separate proposals for a hypothetical shielding mechanism for SCP-3364 have been submitted that have utilized methodology consistent with SCP-2477. Both proposals were rejected per 2477 containment procedures. While the proposed mechanisms differed in several key aspects, mathematical analysis indicates that the fixed reference point for both proposals is SCP-3696. Research as to the potential significance of this remains ongoing. Addendum 3364-02: SCP-3364 came to attention of the Foundation on 12/12/20██, when communications from the Forest Service at Yellowstone National Park were flagged regarding a flock of geese that were reportedly frozen in midair at a location near the eastern border of the park. Foundation assets were dispatched to investigate, and a perimeter around the edge of the field was quickly established. The field was verified to be centered on a cabin belonging to a Daniel Rasmussen1 (PoI #3364/01), a recluse who had inhabited the site for the last ten years. Initial containment efforts were focused mainly on isolating and concealing the site. The size of the field remained static until mid-February, when warmer temperatures caused SCP-3364 to partially melt during the day. The correlation between temperature and the size of the field was soon noted. On 02/24/20██ a series of unseasonably warm days culminated in the field shrinking in size to the point that the cabin could be investigated. No interior walls were present within the cabin, and the majority of the space within was given over to a mass of heavily damaged electrical equipment of unknown purpose and manufacture. All circuits within the equipment had been fused, much of it had been crushed and all exterior surfaces showed signs of fire damage. Hundreds of sheets of hand-drawn schematics of the equipment were found, with notations and calculations written in an undeciphered script. Many schematics displayed plans to augment or repair the device using commercially available appliances and other electronics. Physical evidence in the cabin indicated that none of these plans were successful. SCP-3364 was discovered in a canister installed in one of the largest and most damaged pieces of equipment. Testing verified that it was the source of the effect, and it was brought to Site-19 for containment. The damaged equipment was catalogued, collected and brought to Site-19 for storage. ACCESS RESTRICTED LEVEL-3 Access Granted Addendum 3364-03: Analysis of the schematics found with SCP-3364 suggest that it is intended for use in some form of communication device.2 This interpretation led to a series of experimentation (detailed in Experiment Log 3364-34) that yielded a noticeable change in the behavior of the field generated by 50 ml of SCP-3364. The length of each shift increased to a uniform .2 seconds and the maximum speed of the shifts appeared to increase several orders of magnitude faster than normal. In addition, every device in the laboratory with any kind of audio output began emitting a steady, low-pitched hum. These additional effects persisted for 00:05:23 before ending abruptly. Based on these results, it was decided to repeat the experiment using the full mass of SCP-3364. A state of the art sound system was placed near the edge of the field, along with a suite of recording devices. The experiment began and went on for fifteen minutes before the field began to behave as it had done during the earlier test. As before, a low pitched hum began to emanate from every nearby audio output. However, the hum ended after 00:01:22, replaced with garbled, discordant audio static that began cycling through every audio device in range, one by one, before reaching the sound system that had been set for this purpose. The static continued to play for three minutes before cutting off. At this point an entity began speaking through the audio equipment, designated SCP-3364-01. SCP-3364-01 spoke English in a high-pitched, inflectionless tone, though this 'voice' may have been a synthesized output. Certain points in its speech were replaced with static, and it is believed these mark concepts that are outside of our frame of reference and could not be translated. Interview Log 3364-1 SCP-3364-01: Does this function? Are you able to understand? Dr. Oldret: (whispered consultation) This is Dr. Oldret of the SCP Foundation. Please identify yourself. SCP-3364-01: (Audio static resumes for approximately 20 seconds) Apologies. I am not familiar with this interface. It is extremely limited. Please increase (static) and I can initiate (static) Dr. Oldret: I’m sorry, we don't understand what you want us to do. Please identify yourself. SCP-3364-01: (Brief burst of static, then silence) Dr. Oldret: Are you still there? SCP-3364-01: Of what life are you? Dr. Oldret: Of what… life? SCP-3364-01: You are sentient, yes? Of what… variety of life are you? Dr. Oldret: (whispered consultation) We are human. Mammalian, carbon-based life forms. SCP-3364-01: I do not fully understand, but I think that you did not create this device. How did you come to operate it? Dr. Oldret: We found the device after it had been severely damaged. The only component of it we are currently using is a substance that generates a time distortion field when it solidifies. SCP-3364-01: You are (static) without safeguard? It is uncontained? This is dangerous. I advise you not to do this. Particularly avoid doing so in places where events of import have occurred. It is unlikely that (static) can directly affect past or future events, but this has happened. Still, it is interesting that (static) to create a usable conduit without shielding and resonance. I wonder, you are in close proximity to a star? Dr. Oldret: We orbit a star, yes. SCP-3364-01: The neutrino field emitted by certain stars could create resonance under the right circumstances. This will not last long. I fear our time is short. Dr. Oldret: What is the purpose of the device? SCP-3364-01: We are its purpose, you, and I, linked. We communicate. With the substance you have, you may link with any other who also has the substance. Dr. Oldret: Is it possible to create more? SCP-3364-01: Your question betrays a limitation indicating that you cannot. It is not created, it is derived. Once derived, it becomes one with all the rest. It is one, throughout all time and space, and with it you can reach out throughout time and space. Dr. Oldret: So with this you can communicate across time as well as space? SCP-3364-01: Yes! It is the wonder of it. You reach into the void, and touch one from a place whose light will never reach you. From the echo of your touch, we are far, far removed in time. And yet, we are linked. Dr. Oldret: If our communication is interrupted, can you tell us how we can reestablish it? SCP-3364-01: That is very unlikely. That is the limitation of it. You reach into the void, but without knowledge, merely hoping for another to reach back. There are ways to make a second linking more likely, but you do not possess (static). The substance must be shielded, and with shielding, a resonance is created that allows one to reach. Once we separate, we will never touch again. Dr. Oldret: Can you tell us how to repair the device, or how to build one ourselves? SCP-3364-01: (At this point there was a series of tones starting low and rising in pitch rapidly) It is very unlikely. Our time is short, and you have such limitations. But it would be well for another to know how to reach. I will try, with what time we have. (Requests for the remainder of this interview log should be directed to Dr. Oldret. At this point SCP-3364-01 began to attempt to explain how a mechanism that used SCP-3364 might function. Roughly twenty minutes later, communication was abruptly terminated and could not be reestablished. Further attempts to repeat the experiment have resulted in failure, with no change in the field’s behavior nor any other effects.) Addendum 3364-04: Following the communication with SCP-3364-01, a thorough examination of Hangar Bay 2 uncovered the lone, muddy footprint of a large animal, believed to belong to a member of the family Brontotheriidae. (Such an animal had been observed within the field while it was active.) Based on this, along with the warning given by SCP-3364-01, most testing with SCP-3364 is suspended until a working shielding mechanism has been developed. Footnotes 1. Last seen several weeks prior to Foundation involvement, current whereabouts unknown. 2. Among other factors, several aspects of the schematics appear to align with principals applied in the construction of SCP-711. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3364" by Mr Syzygy, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3364. 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-3365 | euclid | SCP-3365-1 Item #: SCP-3365 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3365 is to be kept in a large chamber in Vacuum Containment Sector of Site-15 at all times, accessible through an airlock, which is to be sealed when SCP-3365 is not being researched. All air is to be removed from the containment chamber if any hatches on SCP-3365 are to be opened. Additional airlocks are to be sealed in the halls nearby SCP-3365’s chamber, in the event of a hull breach on SCP-3365. All researchers wishing to access SCP-3365 must enter the containment chamber through the airlock and wear a pressurized environment suit (PES). All sources of flames are prohibited from entering SCP-3365, or its containment chamber. Both hatches on SCP-3365 must be closed before any researcher leaves the chamber. All satellite imagery containing SCP-3365-1 are to be visually edited to remove SCP-3365-1. MTF-Tau-95 "Moonwalkers" are to be used if an incident occurs with the containment of SCP-3365 or SCP-3365-1. Description: SCP-3365 is a NASA Lunar Excursion Module, previously located inside an abandoned warehouse in ████████, Florida. The exterior has the exact size and specifications as the lunar modules used during the Apollo program, except having minor damage, due to its long period of abandonment. All instances of the words “NASA”, “National Aeronautics and Space Administration”, “United States”, and “[DATA EXPUNGED]” have been either removed manually, or have worn off. The fuel tanks are constantly empty, and no fuel will be accepted. The interior of the module is also equal in appearance to the original modules, except it has a second exit hatch on the alternate side of the entrance. Travelling through this second hatch leads to the lunar surface, exiting from a lunar module with equal appearance to SCP-3365, without any exterior damage. This module is to be known as SCP-3365-1. The lunar surface has an American flag planted in the ground and a Lunar Roving Vehicle with seemingly limitless electricity to power it. Satellite imagery suggests that SCP-3365-1 is located in Mare ███████████ or Sea of █████████. Three human skeletons, as well as testing instruments, have been found on the lunar surface. Two of which were found wearing an Apollo/Skylab A7L spacesuit, while the other was wearing a lab coat with the NASA logo embroidered on the front pocket, as well as the name R█████ L███████ sewn onto a patch underneath the logo. Addendum-3365-1: On ██/██/██, before current containment procedures were enacted, Dr. W██████ entered SCP-3365 for research of the SCP-3365-1 and the lunar surface. Seemingly on accident, Dr. W██████ opened both hatches within SCP-3365. This allowed unblocked passage of air from Site-15 and the lunar vacuum. This caused decompression in Site-15's Wing D, until it was stopped by the use of the emergency lockdown, sealing Wing D's entrances. MTF-Tau-95 was sent in, wearing pressurized environment suits, to seal the hatches on SCP-3365. SCP-3365 was promptly relocated to its current location, and had its containment procedures changed. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3365" by Beeso3, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3365. 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: AS11-40-5962 (21660105175).jpg Author: Project Apollo Archive License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3366 | euclid | Interior of the Syrian Desert facility. Point of manifestation for SCP-3366 subjects circled in red. Item #: SCP-3366 Special Containment Procedures: No new instances of SCP-3366 have been reported since 2010. Active containment is not required beyond existing disinformation protocols conducted during initial investigation. Observation Post 3366/001 has been established over the Syrian Desert facility located at coordinates 33°33′15.2″N 38°83′37.56″E. The post is to be staffed with at least 2 trained medical personnel at all times, who will attend to any subjects manifesting inside the facility and prepare them for immediate transport to Site-52. Following questioning, subjects should then be amnesticised and returned to their families as per standard bereavement protocols. Description: SCP-3366 is a phenomenon that occured between 2008 to 2010 in which 37 individuals disappeared in Baghdad, Iraq under identical circumstances. Individuals who were affected by SCP-3366 had reported experiencing fatigue and lightheadedness prior to their disappearance, dry mouths, as well as a sharp cutting pain in their throats which made it difficult to eat or speak. All subjects disappeared leaving behind their personal effects and clothing. Since 2012, 9 of the 37 individuals have reappeared in an abandoned underground facility located in the Syrian Desert. The facility is accessed by a single steel trapdoor in a concrete bed sunk into the sand, through which a series of steep stairs down a 47-metre deep vertical shaft leads to a small room. Set in the southern wall of the room is a nondescript alcove, facing the direction of Mecca. Upon discovery, the room was empty save for two dessicated corpses, later identified as two of the missing individuals. Subsequent monitoring of the facility led to 7 more of the missing individuals being recovered alive. All of them showed signs of heavy muscle atrophy and dehydration, but otherwise did not appear to have aged since their disappearances. All of them continued to exhibit pre-disappearance symptoms as well as aphasia and mental dissociation. Accounts of their time since their disappearance seem to point towards a single shared extrauniversal or extraparadigmatic experience (see attached Department of Memetics report). Pinning this at the top as a warning — I think it's worth reading the whole thing through before we come to any conclusions. Already we've discharged three of the patients before Analytics got back to us about the tome's significance, and I fear it's too late for the rest of them. We've all read the Alf-Layla as children. If there's one thing it's taught me, it's that stories have power. May God grant us mercy from this one. — Dr. Sufian M., Site-52 Medical Department Addendum: Recorded testimony of subjects (truncated) Subject designation: 3366/003 Date of disappearance: 11/09/2008 Date of recovery: 06/10/2013 Subject brief: Dr. Shapoor Arjmand, aged 37. General practitioner in the Al-Waziria private hospital in the Hay Al-Maghrib district. In 1992, Arjmand was involved in a near-fatal motorcycle accident which resulted in the loss of his left eye. He was last seen on camera walking towards his car in the hospital's basement; his car was found in his usual lot with the engine running and doors locked with his clothes in the driver's seat. [06:53:02] Time. Lost. Throat pain. Hurt. Trapdoor. Fell. Trapped here. Help. Prince. [06:53:56] She beat him inside of the bottom of the sheer goat pain bottom of the well. My mouth is open but I cannot speak. She'll come back but not now. Soft lips into heavy wounds the shape of little curved whips. [06:55:16] Floor on the rotting cold. There's no meat left. I see a throne, a deep pyramid with little pyramids growing on them. He's been cut so much, it's dark and warm with his blood. He's trapped there. You have to help me. [06:57:26] Help me. Floor is cold. His legs have been turned into stone. [06:59:12] I can't see. Let me out from the hole. Subject designation: 3366/007 Date of disappearance: 15/10/2008 Date of recovery: 17/09/2014 Subject brief: Sadeq Dehghan, aged 37. Herbal medicine vendor in Sadr City, Baghdad. Dehghan is blind in his left eye due to early-onset glaucoma. A police report was filed when he failed to return home one night and his pushcart was found at the bottom of a Sadr City septic tank; foul play was initially suspected, then ruled out when no plausible perpetrator could be found. [10:48:32] Little barb in his flesh is not human. The spine curls, recoiling under her lash. She is still wrapped around me. She is everywhere. She is quicksilver and ice. [10:51:28] She presses onto my magic and drinks in shriveled flesh seed water. It stings. It hurts. She lashes again. Fire and ice and the chafing of fish scales on bare back. He can't do a thing, it keeps on hurting. Skin and bones decompose that no one dare touch. Tomorrow same new hell. [10:53:17] She's burning him because of love. She loves me. She took the skin from the back of his fingernails yesterday. He's still screaming from the day before. She'll be back tomorrow. [10:59:14] Throat pain. Cannot continue. I'll try again tomorrow. Subject: 3366/008 Date of disappearance: 22/08/2009 Date of recovery: 12/10/2014 Subject brief: Hashem Rastkar, aged 37. Factory foreman in Iraqi Pharmaceutical Industry Co., in Al-Jadeeda, Baghdad. Rastkar was a former member of a Sunni militia during the Iraqi insurgency of 2003 and was discharged the following year following a shrapnel injury to his left eye. Prior to his disappearance, Rastkar was last seen by a neighbour descending into the basement laundry room of his apartment block at around 0300 hours. [02:33:27] Let him know she's done when she's done. He used to give her presents from another. His eyes are like my daughter's. Can I see my bride again? She cannot let me move even though I could move mountains and dreams. My hands black, the knuckles cannot hold meat. Bottom of the trapdoor. Help me. [02:34:03] Even though I am half-dead she fucks me. She whips again and she takes more of it off and he cannot even ejaculate anymore or talk or do anything but scream. [02:35:49] Am I in a hospital? He whispers to her to break his neck with her claws but she cannot bear to do it without breaking every bone in his body. His legs are like burnt matchsticks. Stone can bleed, too, if you hurt it enough. [02:38:33] Break the bride, break the groom. [02:39:10] Break the bride, break the groom. [02:39:45] Break the bride, break the groom. [02:41:00] (inaudible) [02:41:55] As below, so above. Addendum: Excerpt from meta-analysis of testimonies from Subjects-3366/01 through 05, Department of Memetics, Site-52. Methodology Transcripts were subjected to word frequency and voice pattern analysis to discern if common subconscious trends existed among the subjects returned from SCP-3366. We believe that this is appropriate seeing that SCP-3366's effects do not easily lend themselves to conscious expression, owing to the possible extraparadigmatic nature of the subjects' disappearances. By quantifying word associations and concepts, we should be able to clarify the nature of the reality behind the veil […] We were able to quantify the conceptual existence of the setting as some kind of throne or royal chamber, likely Achaemenid in origin (symbol-cluster 'carvings'/'wedge'/'marble-stepped', p = 0.05 across all sets). Common to all accounts is the association of all elements of the vision with the subterranean (symbol-cluster 'hole'/'dark', p = 0.16) and the uncertain assertion of chronology and dream-logic (symbol-cluster 'I don't know'/'sequence'/'why', p = 0.10). The overlying Broad Conceptual Lattice (p < 0.30) of all five subjects can then be lineated in terms of three symbol-cluster structures, two of which we believe are representative of extraparadigmatic entities: First symbol-cluster structure: Suggested entity. Coded as male/humanoid/prince/self. Believed to be benign. Associated with youth, royalty, and impotence (p < 0.10). Has been partially transmuted into a solid substance (stone, metal, wood) and is currently subject to torture by his bride. Second symbol-cluster structure: Suggested entity. Coded as female/nonhuman/witch/other. Believed to be malevolent. Associated with death, omnipresence, sadism, and magic (p < 0.20). Bride/companion of the aforementioned prince entity. Third symbol-cluster structure: Nature unknown. Associated with elements of immobility, virility, decay (excluding death), blindness, and escape (p < 0.10). Possibly represents a collection of interchangeable descriptive/identity elements belonging to either prior entity. Alternatively, represents a third unidentified entity altogether. Addendum: Memo from Reliquary Site-76 Scan of OBINT175305, page 1, lines 3-9. Item #: OBINT175305 Item description: Vellum manuscript dating to the 4th century. Written in Middle Persian in the Pahlavi script. 562 pages with 23 illuminated panels. Fragmentary, with each piece largely legible and well-preserved. Item found: Cadbury Research Library, University of Birmingham Date found: 22/12/2015 Reason for acquisition: Object of interest in SCP-3366 investigation. Actions taken: Removed from location via clandestine channels. Delivered to Site-52 on 29/12/2015 for analysis. Open attachment: Level-4/3366 EYES ONLY - Hi, it's Livingstone here from Analytics. One of our bots flagged a text for us the other day and we thought you might want to take a look. If you haven't the time, here's a short brief. One, it's remarkable, if it's authentic — it contains stories similar to those found in the 10th-century Hezar Afsan (en: "The Thousand Stories") and the later 13th-century Arabic manuscript of Alf Layla wa-Layla (en: "The Thousand and One Nights") found in Cairo. In other words, it's the most complete Persian precursor we have of the stories, allowing us a glimpse into its thematic evolution over time. Most strikingly, whereas the Alf Layla and the Afsan preoccupy themselves with the jovialities of coincidence and the miracles of fate, our Persian text, almost in mockery, seems to be gripped by an overarching sense of inevitability and permanence. This shift in concern is most apparent in our version's Nights 13-17, which deviates significantly from the original structure. The tale of the fisherman has been all but elided, while the tale of the ensorcelled prince nested within it is given priority within a higher frame. The prince is thus no longer rescued by the foreign king and is instead left to rot in the lightless chamber on his legs of stone, tormented by his sorceress bride. The bride's Egyptian lover is no longer a slave, but a court physician imprisoned for practicing forbidden magic. The text transcribes his specific crime as "bone-conjuring" — which should strike anyone in our line of work as sufficiently ominous. The rest of the story takes a violent turn, more so than what's seen in the later texts: the lover's lecherous glares and silver tongue towards the princess lead the prince to further punish him by entombing him in a crypt after gouging out his left eye and slitting his throat. There is a callback to the tale of Sage Durban, when it is revealed that the lover has remained alive through the use of a dish of strange white powder. While the powder renders him immortal, his wounds never fully heal, and he is doomed to lie on the floor of the crypt a "half-corpse", unable to see, move or speak. Here I come to our second, but more pressing, observation, one that I'm surprised slipped past the initial containment team. In the middle of a disturbing passage in which the bride attempts to make love to her mutilated lover, the tale ends. The conflict is not resolved, and the story comes to a halt. Shahrazad does not even deliver any resolution. In fact, the remaining pages have simply been left blank. Given the ornate nature of the entire binding and the prohibitive cost of bookmaking, I'm sure this isn't some kind of copyist's mistake. I've asked Archival for a sweep of our material for related subjects, just in case anything else has changed under our noses. In the meantime, don't turn your back on your patients just yet. I have a feeling that something bad is just about to begin. — Dr. H. Livingstone, Department of Analytics, Reliquary Site-76 |
SCP-3367 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3367 Special Containment Procedures: Given SCP-3367's status in the community, total informational containment is unfeasible. Measures have been made to designate the former site of Corinthian Ministries and its associated campground as a health-hazard site, using a standard methamphetamine lab explosion cover story. There are currently no attempts being made to further explore SCP-3367. Under no circumstances should SCP-3367-1 be aided in any way. If SCP-3367-1 attempts escape, on-site agents are to non-lethally deter the object to ensure its continued presence in SCP-3367. While SCP-3367-2 requires no special containment, all researchers Level 2/3367 and higher have been assigned to pinpoint the method by which it was created. Until the anomaly is better understood, individuals ascribing to a non-heterosexual orientation or who are transgender are forbidden to work with SCP-3367. Description: SCP-3367 is the former site of the Corinthian Ministries Wellness Center, a religious institution that specialized in the homosexual-to-heterosexual conversion therapy of minors. It was located in Doulworth County, Ohio. SCP-3367 is a Level 5 Ecto-geographical site, marked by its consistently changing layout, non-Euclidean spaces, and sentience. The Corinthian Ministries Wellness Center was not built on the convergence points of any leylines, real or imagined, and maintained no special significance before its anomalous activity. SCP-3367's anomaly began on 14 February 2013. Of the individuals present at SCP-3367, two members of janitorial staff and two nurses were accounted for in the aftermath. The individuals considered “lost” to SCP-3367 include 23 patients SCP-3367-2, three nurses, one member of janitorial staff, two clergymen, and SCP-3367-1. Currently, only SCP-3367-1 and SCP-3367-2 have manifested within the structure. SCP-3367-1 is the designation given to the various manifestations of former Corinthian Ministries Wellness Center Director, Dr. Edwin Gladden. Instances of SCP-3367-1 show a strong aversion to all contact with living beings and only seek to escape from SCP-3367. While most instances of SCP-3367-1 remain nonverbal, a number have been reported to attempt to sing hymns and other devotional songs. SCP-3367-1 generally manifest naked and appear to be undergoing extreme gastrointestinal distress. SCP-3367-1 instances are, without exception, either consumed by the architecture of the SCP-3367 space or SCP-3367-2. SCP-3367-2 refers to an entity or number of entities that exist within the space of SCP-3367. SCP-3367-2 is a humanoid with a pink and blue coloration. SCP-3367-2 exhibits the abilities to change its size, manipulate the structure of its body along with that of the SCP-3367 space, and generate electricity. It has no outwardly visible organs, and its only orifice is a mouth atop its head lined with muscular digits. SCP-3367-2 maintains a single-minded drive to torture instances of SCP-3367-1 in various ways, most involving usage of electricity or its massive bulk, followed by consumption. SCP-3367-2 will ignore those who enter SCP-3367 unless there is an attempt to free or otherwise alleviate the distress of an instance of SCP-3367-1. The individual will then be either consumed by the architecture of SCP-3367 or SCP-3367-2. Post-Recovery Interview with E-65 Cain: Due to the trauma E-65 Cain underwent during exploration of SCP-3367, the agent was supplied with sedatives. Further interviews are impossible, due to the interviewer's disregard of protocol in allowing E-65 Cain to undergo amnestic therapy before the Site Researcher gave approval. However, given E-65 Cain's mental state, the chances of any further usable information retrieval were low. Despite this, the interviewer has been relieved of her position, with full employment termination pending. Interviewer: Are you comfortable, Bri—I mean, E-65 Cain? C: [Indecipherable speech.] I: Could you repeat that? C: Lights. The lights in the interview room are then turned on. E-65 Cain screams and requests the lights be kept off again. During the rest of the interview, E-65 Cain visibly shakes and gags. I: We can keep this brief if you need it. We just really need to hear what happened when we lost contact. C: I, oh God. Wish I could say. Didn't remember. Old man needed help. Bravo screamed. Then, fuck. <E-65 Cain shudders.> Mouth. When it pulled me into its mouth. They pulled me down, and they kept pulling me down, pushing me. Like fingers. Pulling, probing, yanking, poking. Made me think of my little brother. Poked me in the side when I got the front seat in the car. <E-65 Cain vomits what is later found to be a mixture of gruel and urine. After it is disposed of and E-65 Cain is offered the chance to clean himself, the interview continues.> I: Are you ready? C: It went down. Pulled me further and further into a dark hole, the darkest hole there ever was, and he, he, she, she so much. So much. <E-65 Cain begins to hyperventilate before closing his eyes. Subject counts to three and then continues talking.> A hole at the bottom of the hole. That's what it was like, and I was in wet and muck, but burning, and smelled so horrible. They went through everything. <E-65 Cain sobs twice in a choked manner.> And they stopped when they found something good. And then reversed back over it to the beginning. And they took that thing, and they took it from me. They took it from me bit by bit by bit, and the man was there, infinity, but I couldn't see him. One after another, looking worse and worse. They made me hate it. I: What are you saying? C: Life. They played all of it in my head. And they stopped at every good moment, Danielle. Took a good song and made it bad. <E-65 Cain laughs and then vomits.> Electricity and my stomach hurt so bad. And the everything around me. The old man packed in with me, all of him packed in with himself, and it stunk so bad. I: How long were you there? C: I was only seven. I: What do you mean? C: Only a seven-year-old boy. I: I'm so sorry, Brian. C: Then the hole opened up and the hole at the bottom of the hole in the hole, and I was out. And the air was just as bad. And then it hurt. All over me. I thought it would be good. Worse than anything. Air like a thousand prickles of shit, knives. I'm so scared of when it will rain. The sound, the sound, the drubbing of the thing in my head. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. <E-65 Cain closes his eyes, and he attempts, unsuccessfully, to count to the number four. After failing four times, E-65 Cain hugs his arms to his chest, gasps, and then puts his hands back on the arms of his chair.> I: <The interviewer touches E-65 Cain's hand in a comforting gesture.> We'll make it better soon. Just tell us what we need to know. C: I heard it apologized to her? It didn't, it didn't say anything to me. It didn't say anything to me, Danielle. Why, why didn't it apologize to me? I: I'm so, so— C: Please, kill me. I request termination. I: We know you don't mean that, Brian. C: Fuck you. [DATA EXPUNGED] <In an attempt to be terminated by on-site guards, E-65 C lists Level-3 information.> I: You don't mean this. C: Those things never, never work all the way, and the kids took it all from me. I: Kids? C: <E-65 Cain continues on as though not hearing the interviewer.> Always be there. Can't get rid of some things so easy. Pavlovalian Pavloaloian suggestion imprintation branded in my brain, and I want to be dead. It's so long in there, and I'm just a boy. I: What kids, Brian? E-65 Cain vomits and is unable to stop. Interview was postponed, and ultimately, no further interviews are possible. In a 13-0 decision, the Ethics Committee has deemed D-Class testing of SCP-3367 to be unethical and of no material value to the Foundation. Through extensive amnestic and psychological therapy, E-65 Cain made a near-full recovery and has since been released into civilian life. Post-Exploration Interview with E-65 Alfa: This interview took place forty-five minutes after the conclusion of the exploration into SCP-3367. E-65 Alfa volunteered the debriefing as soon as formally allowed, foregoing any chance at relaxation after decontamination. This was seen as consistent with her work ethic and was not commented upon. E-65 Alfa: Marian Flament. Commander of Epsilon-65. Highest clearance on the squad. Blah blah, we get that all down? Interviewer: Yes. Thank you, Alfa. A: You want to know how I got my boy out? I: Precisely. We'd like it on the record. Also to cross-reference in case there's any worry of memetic infestation. Or something parasitic. Who knows? A: Remember [DATA EXPUNGED]? Don't think I got anything that bad, hoss. You remember all that amniotic fluid, right? Shit, I'd know. I: I'd rather not remember such a dreadful scene, but you are correct. We do trust your experience with entities like this. Which is why we'd be very interested in what you can tell us. A: Guess I got a question, first. I: Ask away, Alfa. As you may be aware, there's a very good chance I will not be able to answer. A: You sent me 'cause I went to one of those, too, didn't you? I: Of course. Your experience with these types of manifestations and your history at such an institution certainly came into play when we chose you. I thought that was quite obvious. A: Think it'd give me an insight into the anomaly? I: No. We knew it would, and we were right. As we normally are. A: Damn, look at you. Smugger than Satan, himself. Well, I guess, first thing you're gonna want to hear? That thing, SCP-3367-2? You can stop looking for them kids. Christ, I say you could stop looking for everyone else, but that's 'cause they're good as gone. But no, that big bastard is all those kids rolled up like some damn Laffy Taffy. I: How can you be sure, Alfa? A: Talked to it. You know well as I do this thing ain't human anymore. But damn if it didn't see everything I ever was. I told it to drop him. That it was my friend. And fuck, they said sorry, but not in a right way. They apologized for touching “mine,” whatever that meant. And they saw my whole fuckin' history, from the first second, clear as you can in my dossier right there, and they asked me if I wanted to come? 'Course I said no. What kinda weird shit is that? And then, well, you saw it. The bastards went back to playing whack-a-mole with the good doctor's head. I: And you're certain of this? A: Of course I am. I heard it all. Knew from experience. All that anger. All that rage. Betrayed by their parents. Maybe a friend even told on 'em. That's what happened to me. Told on me for kissin' her? Like she wasn't kissin' me, too. Ain't no other reason it understood me like it did. No other reason somethin' like that wanted me to come in. I can see a lot of reasons something out there, even one who can only see morality real small-like, would like to punish the good doctor. But this? A kid's doin' this. A whole lot of kids. With nothin' but time. Nothin' else to even think of. I: Those poor children. A: Shit, you kiddin' me? That's an eternity of triumph, is what that is. They're winning. For the rest of anything there can be, you mark that down. This is something that's persistent. This kinda rage don't just boil over. And it's eternal catharsis. That's what it is. Shit almost makes me jealous. <E-65 Alfa laughs.> Shit, probably got a few screws knocked, didn't I? Think I should set myself up for some counseling after all this? I: It couldn't hurt, Alfa. Do you suppose there is any danger posed by this object? Should we be worried it might leak outside? A: Here's the way I look at it. When you got a fly in your house, sure, you worry about it getting in your food. But you don't worry about it getting on your computer, stealin' your identity. Flies don't have the patterns for that. Same as the big taffy. I: Excellent. What you said will be taken under consideration. Once again, we would like to thank you for your candor. As always. Following the interview, E-65 Alfa underwent a month of intensive therapy before being released into active duty. During a routine decontamination procedure involving small amounts of Class-A amnestics, E-65 Alfa succumbed to an amnestic-based coma. Three hours later, she was pronounced brain-dead and terminated. While statistically, her death was not out of the ordinary, the date of her death coincided with an incident involving SCP-3367. During the incident, SCP-3367-1 was made to believe he was allowed escape. However, after a few moments of singing devotional hymns, SCP-3367-1 was consumed by the SCP-3367 architecture. This event has not repeated. Selection from Former Patient Interview 17: In an attempt to rule out the anomaly as being derived from past events, the Foundation clandestinely conducted interviews posing as government medical officials, utilizing the possibility of long term exposure to hazardous chemical given the SCP-3367 cover story. The following is an interview with former patient Danielle Myron. Danielle Myron: I hadn't thought of the place in, well, a few months at least. Maybe I just tried to forget about it. I have a lot of trouble remembering a lot of little things with all the electroshock they put me through. Interviewer: And this was in 2004, correct? Electro-convulsive therapy was illegal for that by then. DM: <She laughs.> Waste not, want not. And who's gonna throw out a bunch of electrodes? Nah, if you're an old creep, you keep that for the real obstinate ones. I: I'm sorry. I knew they were horrible, but that's monstrous. DM: No, it's fine. It's really hard for me to get worked up about it. <She shakes her head then tilts it to the side.> Can I tell you something funny? Well, maybe not funny. Something weird. I: That's exactly what I'm here for, ma'am. DM: This might be too far for you guys, even. I: Well, now I have to know. Call it human curiosity at this point. DM: The night before it happened, before the drug thing blew up or whatever. I had a dream about the place. Which isn't weird. I used to dream about the place constantly. But, this was so different. I was in the electroshock room, only Dr. Gladden was in the seat. He was crying, but he was singing. One of those maddening hymns. He'd always be singing them, to himself, to you, as you were throwing up or shitting your pants. But this was different. He was being shocked. And it kept interrupting the song. Interrupting the warbling. I couldn't see who was doing the shocking. But I got the idea it was the kids. The kids who were still there. And something left me to join them. Something whispered to this hatred inside of me, and then it was at the controls. And it was wracking through Dr. Gladden's brains. And it asked me if I wanted to stay. And I said no. I: And then? DM: I woke up. Horrible nightmare. I: Most people wouldn't exactly call it that. It sounds cathartic. DM: I'd've thought so, too. And I feel so free ever since that dream. Freer than I've been in a long time. I got to leave. But they don't get that. They died when they were maddest, the most betrayed, the most in pain. I hope there's a heaven for these kids and a hell for Dr. Gladden. They won't forgive. God knows I haven't. But maybe, one day they can forget. And then rest. 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SCP-3368 | esoteric-class | Sketch of an Apis Animo worker bee Item #: SCP-3368 Special Containment Procedures: + SCP_3368_Arch_Special_Contain_Proc.log - Close File All personnel working directly with SCP-3368 and SCP-3368-1 must wear Foundation grade beekeeper suits during tests and interactions. Site-64 is to be fitted with an SCP-3368 quarantine unit, and all instances of SCP-3368 and SCP-3368-1 are to be placed in this unit. In addition to quarantine management, MTF Mu-Pi-6 ("Beekeepers") will continue the investigation into the phenomenon that led to the infection of approximately █.█% of the human population of Earth. All personnel must wear Foundation grade beekeeper suits when outside of designated SCP-3368 safe zones. Due to worldwide infection, every Foundation site is to be fitted with an SCP-3368 quarantine unit, and all instances of SCP-3368 and SCP-3368-1 are to be placed in these units. Foundation personnel are to be given documents on how to spot SCP-3368 infection and are encouraged to report SCP-3368-1 instances to MTF Mu-Pi-6 ("Beekeepers"). Instances of SCP-3368-1 who are Foundation personnel are contractually obligated to transfer to the nearest quarantine unit and will be compensated for doing so. These individuals furthermore must continue working for the Foundation if able. In addition to quarantine management, MTF Mu-Pi-6 will continue the investigation into the phenomenon that led to the infection of approximately ██.█% of the animal population of Earth. Description: SCP-3368 is Apis Animo, a species of honey bee that exclusively makes hives in the brains of living creatures. A finished hive displaces a large volume of the brain, but researchers have not been able to observe any statistically significant changes in the infected's personality and memory. Tests have shown that a portion of the worker bees spend the majority of their time in the hive and do not assist in food or bee production. It is currently theorized that these worker bees, dubbed "mind bees", perform the tasks that were previously performed by the removed portions of the brain. SCP-3368 displays numerous traits that allow for them to covertly and efficiently construct hives. The most notable traits are as follows: They have an average size of 1mm, which is roughly an eighth the size of a member of Apis Florea ("Dwarf Honey Bee"), one of the smallest bees known to the non-occult world. This size allows for them to easily fit into the ear canals of most animals. Their hair and shape allow for easy movement through tight spaces. In particular, tests have shown that members of SCP-3368 can "squeeze" through tubes that are half a millimeter in diameter. While the wings of SCP-3368 do produce a buzzing noise while the bees are in flight, this is below the hearing level of the average person. They possess serrated mandibles, which can easily tear through most forms of flesh. Their stinger produces an unknown substance that has been shown to have similar properties to numbing solutions and mild amnestics. Tests have shown that roughly 50% of subjects who are informed about the presence of SCP-3368 in their vicinity will forget this fact altogether after being stung. Due to these traits, less than 6% of infected individuals become aware of the sudden changes in their brain's anatomy and the bees themselves. Such a person is considered to be infected by SCP-3368 and an instance of SCP-3368-1. SCP-3368 was first found during an autopsy of Wayne Goss, a former Premier of Queensland whose death has been attributed to brain cancer. Interestingly, evidence of SCP-3368 infection was not found in scans nor operations on his brain prior to his death. Due to the frequency of brain scans of Goss and the slow process involved in SCP-3368 infection, it is the current opinion of the research staff that Goss' medical data has been tampered with. Addendum 3368.1: At the insistence of the O5 Council, MTF Mu-Pi-6 has been formed, whose primary mission objective is to investigate links between SCP-3368 and GoIs who could be acting as potential saboteurs. In addition, MTF Mu-Pi-6 has the secondary objective of finding and quarantining all instances of SCP-3368-1. Research into the anomalous properties of SCP-3368 is to take place under Dr. Makshi Bickers, noted for her extensive background in bee research. Both MTF Mu-Pi-6 and the SCP-3368 Research Team will report directly to O5-2. Addendum 3368.2: The SCP-3368 Research Team has found that the pinkish-red honey produced by SCP-3368, noted as SCP-3368-2, has hallucinogenic properties when consumed. Testing by Dr. Bickers has shown that these hallucinations have a strong correlation to the memories and feelings of the SCP-3368-1 instance that the honey was harvested from. The SCP-3368 Research Team will continue to research potential avenues for extracting SCP-3368-2 from an SCP-3368-1 instance without causing cessation of life. Addendum 3368.3: Extensive testing has shown that the pollen or nectar of certain flowers can temporarily alter the personality of an infected individual. Below is an abbreviated list of these flowers and their effects on SCP-3368-11: + SCP_3368_Abbreviated_Almanac.xlsx - Close File Family, Genus, or Species Effect on SCP-3368-1 Aloe Increased feelings of love for others. Easier to persuade through appeals to emotion. Amaryllis Increased sense of self-esteem, pride, and arrogance. When given a logic problem, subjects consistently displayed an unwillingness to consider alternative solutions brought forth by others. Chrysanthemum Increased feelings of cheerfulness/happiness. Hyacinthoides Increased sense of humility and kindness. Subjects displayed a willingness to help complete strangers and were more easily coerced into sharing sensitive information. Iris Confusa No changes observed. Lamiaceae Increased sense of virtue. Subjects were more unwilling to perform morally questionable tasks. Leontopodium Nivale Increased feelings of courage and bravado. Subjects were more willing to head into deadly situations. Quercus Increased levels of mental strength. Subjects completed more tasks that involved hours of intensive labor than the control group. Salvia Officinalis Increased levels of wisdom. When given a problem, subjects gathered more information and considered their approach thoroughly. Salix Increased levels of sadness and depression. Subjects were less willing to perform tasks and performed these tasks worse than the control group. Satureja Increased sense of curiosity. Subjects displayed more interest in their day to day activities and were more willing to learn new subjects and consider alternative theories. Tanacetum Vulgare Increased frequency of symptoms found in mental disorders including but not limited to: paranoia, bipolar disorder, neurosis, and schizophrenia. Tropaeolaceae Increased feelings of patriotism. Subjects portrayed pride not only for their respective nations but for the D-Class program as well. Addendum 3368.4: Routine psychological analyses of quarantined SCP-3368-1 instances have shown an increase in pro-cooperation, pro-feminist, and pro-environmental views. Many SCP-3368-1 instances have also reported having nightmares and dreams involving bees, however, this has been attributed to psychological trauma involving their infection. Note: Since SCP-3368 can be used for mind reading and control, and since a high-ranking Australian official was found to be infected with SCP-3368, I have requested MTF Mu-Pi-6 to analyze all high-ranking politicians and figureheads for infection. -O5-2 Addendum 3368.5: MTF Mu-Pi-6 has finished an analysis of high-ranking politicians and figureheads and has found that no less than ██.█% of them are instances of SCP-3368-1. Notably, statistical analysis has shown that this infection ratio is much higher than the infection ratio of the world population. In addition, there has been an ██.█% increase in the number of missing persons, most of whom have a deep connection to the political landscape of the world. Due to their influence, the living infected political members will not be quarantined or replaced, but instead studied and protected. Assigned bodyguards are to ensure that these SCP-3368-1 instances do not cause further infections and that they are surrounded by Iris Confusa and/or a sufficiently large variety of plants so as to minimize the changes to their personalities. Addendum 3368.6: Subsequent autopsies on SCP-3368-1 individuals who have been infected for more than a year and a half have shown that, after the brain has been fully modified, SCP-3368 will begin to expand the hive throughout the body. The long-term effects of this expansion require further investigation. Currently, all that is known about this scenario is that the honey produced from other areas within the body does not appear to have any anomalous properties. Addendum 3368.7: Chaos Insurgency Outpost Raid Transcripts + 3368_CI_Raid_1.log - Close File 3368 Chaos Insurgency Outpost Raid 1 Video Log Transcript Date: ██/██/2016 Exploration Team: MTF Mu-Pi-6 "Beekeepers" Subject: SCP-3368 Team Lead: MP6-1 Team Members: MP6-1 / MP6-2 / MP6-3 / MP6-4 / MP6-5 / MP6-6 <Begin Log> SiteCommand: Connection established. MP6-1: Okay ladies, let's do a perimeter check. Me, 2, and 3 will check the front. The rest check the back. This is our first real lead in over a year, so don't fuck this up! Everyone, move out. (10 minutes pass.) MP6-4: Looks like someone got here first. The back door's been kicked in. MP6-1: Roger that. The front looks clean, but it looks like everyone left in a hurry. MP6-6: Permission to step inside? MP6-1: Granted. (Video footage from MP6-4, MP6-5, and MP6-6 shows 31 dead body bags, packed together along a hallway. The floor and walls are covered with various forms of viscera.) MP6-4: There's been a fight. Multiple people here were killed in some sort of struggle and packed up. MP6-5: Are those body bags filled with CI members or someone else? MP6-6: I don't know, why don't we find out? MP6-1: Hold off on that, we need to finish searching the rooms. Whoever killed them could still be around. (Following a trail of blood, MP6-4 enters a large storage area strewn with various boxes and equipment.) SiteCommand: MP6-4, analysis shows that the room you have entered was recently the scene of a firefight. Thermal imaging also shows two people on your east. (MP6-4 hides behind a box.) MP6-4: (Whispering) I have visual on two people. They're wearing… high tech yellow beekeeper suits? They appear to be talking. MP6-6: That's the most fucked-up bee that I've ever seen. (Video footage from MP6-6 shows that she opened a body bag to find a humanoid figure with what appears to be mandibles, antennae, yellow hair, and large black eyes.) MP6-5: You weren't supposed to open the body bags yet! MP6-1: Quit it you two! Get to 4's position, she may need backup. 2 and 3, with me. (5 minutes pass as MP6-5 and MP6-6 move behind boxes, to the left and right of MP6-4. MP6-1, MP6-2, and MP6-3 are on the opposite side of a door on the other side of the room, close to the two unknowns.) MP6-2: What are your orders, ma'am? MP6-1: We need them alive. Take out your tranquilizer guns, and on my mark, we fire. MP6-5: How did two people take out all of those guys? ???: They had help. (Silenced gunfire shots are heard. The entire team is paralyzed and falls to the ground.) MP6-2: What's going on? I can't move! ???: It'll wear off in an hour. We're the GOC "Hive Collapse" Strike Team. I'm "Bear". It's a pleasure to meet you. (Amidst protests the team is moved to the center of the room by an additional four GOC members, all in yellow suits.) SiteCommand: We have just received validation of their claim. Due to our terms of engagement with the GOC, we cannot offer additional aid to MTF Mu-Pi-6 at this time. MP6-1: Shit. What are you planning to do with us? Bear: We've verified that you're from The Foundation, which is the only reason that the majority of you will get out of here alive. MP6-1: The Majority? Now listen here, pal- Bear: "Honey Badger", scan them for infection. Honey Badger: On it. MP6-1: How dare you insinuate that we've been infected. Honey Badger: You'd be surprised at how hard it is to detect infection. Our team lost a few members before we developed the technology. MP6-2: Why did you massacre all of those Chaos Insurgency agents? Wouldn't you want to leave any alive for interrogation? Bear: No, there isn't any reason to let them live anymore. They've more or less decided to let the bees take over their sad excuses of a body. There are rumors that even some of the Delta Command have been infected. Now a'days we just kill them and get all of the information that we need from their brain honey. Intel has indicated that they're the most likely culprits behind this spread of infection, so we need as much information from them as we can get. Their pathetic ideology has made our lives real easy in some ways. Honey Badger: They're dead men walking. MP6-4: Where does that leave us? Will you be harvesting our brains as well? Bear: No. My supervisors made it clear to avoid pestering The Foundation when possible. "Honey Badger", which ones have been infected? Honey Badger: These three, sir. (Three gunshots are heard.) MP6-3: THE FUCK? I'LL KILL YOU! MP6-1: Explain yourself! Bear: Those 3 were infected and had to be terminated. Given your outfits, I don't think you've realized just how infectious the bees are. MP6-3: So you killed them? They weren't zombies! They were still themselves! Bear: (Motions to another GOC member) Get the cleanup crew "Raccoon". I don't want to see a speck of blood here. (Looks at MTF Mu-Pi-6) That may be true, but given enough time, they will stick out like sore thumbs, all the while becoming ample targets for your enemies to hunt down. MP6-1: That doesn't excuse your actions! Bear: Listen here little lady: If it wasn't for our intervention your entire damn site would be overrun with those things. Maybe if you've spent a little more time thinking with that noggin of yours you'd realize that you three aren't the only ones to have lost people to this thing! MP6-3: Oh you can fuck right off. MP6-2: What's going to happen to us? Honey Badger: Nothing, you're free to go as soon as you can move again. Bear: Alright, enough talk. We need to clean up and move to the next location. <End Log> Addendum 3368.8: Per protocol, The Foundation issued a formal request for an apology to the GOC due to the loss of personnel at their hands. Three days following this request, Foundation operatives obtained several packages from the GOC, which contained blueprints for paratechnology related to SCP-3368, as well as a small collection of fully built versions. Most notable are the "Yellow Suits". Yellow Suits offer protection from head to toe, are complete with "indoor facilities" such as insulation and air conditioning, and have been explicitly made to "never be removed". Of particular interest to the SCP-3368 Research Team are the "Bee Trackers", scanning devices which, according to GOC documentation, "can find and track SCP-3368 with 99.9% precision." In addition to this is a note from D. C. Al Fine, which has been scanned and logged. [LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE REQUIRED TO VIEW "GOC_Msg_3368_1.log", "O5_Transcript_██_██_2016_█.log"] [SECURITY COGNITOHAZARD ACTIVATED: SCANNING FOR NEURAL ACTIVITY] GOC missive sent to SCP Foundation MTF Mu-Pi-6 Leader MP6-1 and the O5 Council. To MTF Mu-Pi-6 and Their Superiors, The Global Occult Coalition High Command has received word that our "Hive Collapse" Strike Team has claimed three lives from your task force. Certainly, these lives were taken with a heavy heart and cold purpose. The only known cure for this infection is death, and this infection is taking over the world at an unprecedented rate. The Foundation will note that these are not the only lives that we have taken in this manner, as many of our own have fallen to this disease. To stop this infection from spreading, the Global Occult Coalition will do what needs to be done, no matter the cost. To this end, The Global Occult Coalition has derived a simple ultimatum for veiled organizations: The infected members are to be purged, regardless of their status as friend or foe. To prevent these situations from arising in the future, we will extend our hand and offer The Foundation our paratechnology. It is in both our interests that The Foundation takes care of their own. Finally and most importantly, many of our divisions have taken notice of Foundation activity around the infected members of the non-paranormal political elite. Due to the risk of a Broken Masquerade, the Global Occult Coalition shall not interfere with these activities at this time. However, as an act of good faith, we cordially request an exchange of information. The Global Occult Coalition asks that The Foundation offers all information it has on these members of society as well as the infection in general. In return, the Global Occult Coalition will offer its own research as well as a steady supply of paratechnology until this issue is resolved. Yours Sincerely, Under-Secretary-General D. C. Al Fine United Nations Global Occult Coalition Transcript Log of O5-Council Meeting on ██/██/2016. Subject: GOC Request Regarding SCP-3368. O5-1: The next item on today's agenda deals with the D. C. Al Fine's proposal regarding the bee infection. Arguments for support will go first. O5-10: I support the use of GOC intelligence. There's a lot of information that the GOC has withheld from us, and this alliance would make for a good opportunity to learn more about their paratechnology. O5-4: I support an alliance with the GOC. It could provide us with a foothold in future dealings with them. O5-9: I support Al Fine's proposition because of the alternative; The Foundation cannot afford a fight with the GOC. Furthermore, our goals align: We all want to stop the infection from spreading. O5-2: I offer my support as well. I did not appreciate what the GOC did to MTF Mu-Pi-6, but we should take the steps needed to make sure that they won't do it again. I do not want any more Foundation personnel to be lost from poor containment procedures. (1 minute passes.) O5-1: If there are no more arguments in support then it is time to hear from the opposition. O5-6: I oppose the very idea of a GOC alliance. As Al Fine mentioned in her "apology", we are to take care of our own. The GOC has their own ideology and agenda, which I believe to be incompatible with The Foundation's. To accept the GOC's help in this manner is to set a terrible precedent. O5-8: I also oppose the proposition. The Foundation should not rely on paratechnology, especially if it isn't developed in-house. O5-7: I do not oppose receiving help from the GOC, but I do oppose aiding them. The Foundation maintains a lot of information that is kept under lock and key. We should not risk the release of any of our secrets for a problem as small as this one. (1 minute passes.) O5-1: If there are no more arguments to be made, then voting shall begin. VOTE IN FAVOR OF GOC ALLIANCE TO PREVENT THE SPREAD OF SCP-3368 Support (6): Two, Four, Five, Nine, Ten, Eleven Oppose (5): One, Three, Six, Seven, Eight Abstain (2): Twelve, Thirteen MOTION PASSES O5-6: Very well. I have a request of my own. With regards to this SCP, I truly believe that the GOC has made fools of us, and the appropriate response is an extreme increase in the special containment procedures. Y'all should have received a copy a day or two ago. My fellow colleagues have shown me some numbers and I believe that we can make these changes by spring of 2017. I vote in support of them to better protect our people from infection. O5-1: Of course. Are there any more arguments in support? O5-2: I will support these changes so long as MTF Mu-Pi-6 and the SCP-3368 Research Team receive the required manpower and resources to accommodate them. If it isn't already obvious to the rest of the council, I will approve any change that decreases the chances of MTF Mu-Pi-6 becoming infected. O5-9: I offer my support as well. Given recent events, I'm certain that the infection is spreading throughout The Foundation as we speak. It must be stopped by any means. O5-11: While these new special containment procedures are a bit much, these bees pose a significant risk to The Foundation's ability to keep secrets under lock and key. As such I must vote in support. (1 minute passes) O5-5: I vehemently oppose these changes. They're far too severe, and nobody is going to wear a beekeeper suit 24/7. O5-3: I agree with O5-5. These changes will also introduce unethical situations that will involve discrimination of SCP-3368-1 instances. These individuals still retain their memories and personality. An Ethics Committee Case could result from this. O5-12: I oppose O5-6's proposal based on its cost alone. I have crunched the numbers, and they tell me that while we can afford this, it will reduce our emergency funds significantly. I believe that more research is required to come up with a more cost-effective solution. (1 minutes passes) O5-1: Alright, I think enough has been said here. Let's vote. VOTE IN FAVOR OF INCREASED SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES FOR SCP-3368 Support (7): One, Two, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Eleven Oppose (6): Three, Four, Five, Ten, Twelve, Thirteen Abstain (0): MOTION PASSES Addendum 3368.9: In Spring 2017, the leader of MTF Mu-Pi-6 and The SCP-3368 Research Team met with O5-2 in her garden for the first of many monthly status meetings. [LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE REQUIRED TO VIEW "3368_Monthly_Status_05_01_17.log"] [SECURITY COGNITOHAZARD ACTIVATED: SCANNING FOR NEURAL ACTIVITY] O5-2: Hello you two. I'm glad you could find the time to come out here. MP6-1: Yes, it is nice to finally meet you in person. Dr. Bickers: (Gesturing at the plants) Did you do this yourself? O5-2: Well, not all of it. I do spend most of my time here. I find that gardening helps me think. Dr. Bickers: It is quite impressive. Lots of flowers here. O5-2: Thank you Makshi. How is your team's research going? Dr. Bickers: Through the help of some other researchers within The Foundation, we have come up with a Foundation variant of the GOC's Yellow Suits. These new Foundation grade beekeeper suits have so far passed our tests. However, we're still having some trouble understanding the science behind the GOC's Bee Trackers functionality. O5-2: That is unfortunate but understandable. For now, we'll just have to keep those beekeeper suits on real tight. What about your research project into reversing the infection? Dr. Bickers: That is ongoing. We're still in our early stages for that. O5-2: I see. Let's address the elephant in the room. Darva, how have you taken to the news? MP6-1: Poorly. That note from D. C. Al Fine was as far from an apology as one could get. The least we could do is slap their wrists, but apparently, we're going to join forces with them? Did I read that memo correctly? O5-2: You did. The O5 Council… as a whole, believes that cooperation with the GOC is the preferred option. They have a variety of resources at their disposal that they have offered to us, and what they ask of us is chump change when you consider the alternative. MP6-1: Them murdering our own people? O5-2: Yes, that is one of the things we wish to avoid. With these types of global issues, there's a saying that if you don't handle the situation yourself, someone else will handle it for you. Given their long history of incursions, it seems to me that they desperately want to be that someone else. MP6-1: I see… Where does that leave our team? O5-2: Your team will do as it has done before, only with more caution and a greater sphere of influence. Now then, let's get down to business. [REDACTED] Addendum 3368.10: The following personal diary entries belonging to infected Foundation personnel were found and noted during routine inspection. Routine inspector █████ has since been reprimanded. [LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE REQUIRED TO VIEW "Makshi_Darva_Blackmail.pdf.transcript.log"] [SECURITY COGNITOHAZARD ACTIVATED: SCANNING FOR NEURAL ACTIVITY] Personal Log Entry #883: Today marks the first month of O5-6's tyrannical rule. I'm only half joking here. Scientific progress has been greatly hampered by these dumb suits. We're forced to wear them at all times while outside of a handful of "safe zones". Rumor has it that some sites are starting to use D-Class Personnel to gather food and supplies now to avoid arousing suspicion. There has to be a security risk involved there, but O5-2 won't hear it. The only times that I can leave the site is to visit her for the monthly status meeting. I never thought I'd be so pleased to see an old lady in my life… Work on the Foundation grade Bee Trackers is slow, not that I care. I gave that project to one of my subordinates. What really interests me is reversing the damn infection all together. If we could do that then there would be no need for these stupid suits! -Makshi 07/18/17 Uncle Ben says that with more power comes more responsibility. All I see is more responsibility though. These past two weeks I went to Spain, France, the U.K., Belgium, the Netherlands and then Germany. I spent the entire time shouting orders and requests at my team. The infected politicians are still sitting and acting all pretty, so there's that. During my "stay" we collected some 100 odd human SCP-3368-1 instances as well. Immigrants, as I call them. I hope that we're treating them better than the GOC would have. I really do. With so little time on my hands though I can only hope. It doesn't help that the in-house trackers that we're using are bad at their jobs. I have had to start running them by people twice in order to catch false negatives. Since when did Foundation tech become dumb as shit? We also collected more animals than I can count. Mostly pigeons. There were so many that the majority had to be incinerated. We just don't have the resources to save them all, and I told my staff to prioritize keeping the immigrants safe and happy. I recently caught wind from a GOC official that "Hive Collapse" executed another 145 people, 127 of which were Chaos Insurgency operatives. I asked if the remaining 18 were civilians or GOC personnel, but they didn't answer. ~Darva Personal Log Entry #923: I wish that these suits didn't have name tags. I've burned through so many D-Class Personnel that everyone's started to give me dirty looks. I can see it through their stupid helmets. Those damn brain hives are so fragile. Each time you kill one of those memory bees, the patient loses a memory. How am I supposed to take information from the bees? How am I supposed to transfer it back into the patient? How am I supposed to do any of this without killing the patient? …Perhaps this anomaly can only be reversed with other anomalies… -Makshi 09/13/17 I had the displeasure of running into Bear today. He immediately tried to scan me, that bastard. I punched him in the face. Then I had two of my women restrain him while I scanned him. He didn't really struggle. I guess he was trying to act high and mighty or something. Dumbass. ~Darva Personal Log Entry #948: It took an entire month for the O5-Council to approve cross-testing with other SCPs. What even took them so long? All the O5-Council had to do was vote on it. I hate being stuck in bureaucratic limbo. O5-2 tried to sway me from using SCPs but whatever. Removing this infection either requires extensive brain surgery the likes that no one has seen before or a straight up miracle cure. Constructing the latter is merely more time efficient given our resources. I've tried a couple of SCPs thus far, but the results were undesirable. I have a whole bunch of other combinations left though. I'm sure that at least one of them will work. I'd like to say that everyone's gotten used to the suits, but the atmosphere around here is a lot darker than the usual shade of grey that I'm used to. I learned a week ago or so that a couple of my coworkers were quarantined. No one important, just minor acquaintances really. Still, I wonder what they did to get themselves infected. -Makshi 10/02/17 I went through a lot of Africa last month, and I'm going to go through a lot more of Africa this month. Those damn flights to O5-2's monthly meeting really don't do me any favors. Why does management always need so many damn status updates? A few of the politicians have been pretty sour. They keep yakking on about how they don't like their every move monitored and so forth. Of course they don't. No one does. But that's the kind of situation we're in I tell them. They didn't act well to that but so it goes. Things are going to get real bad soon. Based on our information, politicians will start developing noticeable mutations before the year's out. We've managed to cover most of them up with hats, trenchcoats, operations, and the like, but there's only so much you can do, even with plastic surgery. I just want to see my family again. ~Darva Personal Log Entry #963: I've read a few hundred potential candidates for infection reversal and performed dozens of cross-tests. A lot of these SCPs are just nonsensical. A bunch of completely useless things that serve no purpose other than to drive scientists mad… and cause containment breaches. I may have caused one or two of those. Three, tops. This line of work is starting to get to me. Nothing seems to work and the infection is an extremely advanced phenomenon. It's like I'm trying to find a cure for cancer and all I have to work with is a first aid kit and a wardrobe full of knives, sporks, and comedy routines. At least I'm not the only one that hasn't produced results though. No one's been able to truly replicate the Bee Trackers with Foundation tech. I can only assume that they can't replicate it due to their aversion to the paranormal. They're still using the crappy in-house trackers because of it. Infection inspectors have to run them by a person three to five times to catch false negatives. Speaking of which, some idiots on my research team went and got themselves infected. That's just typical. Can't trust anyone but yourself around here anymore. Too much stupid in the air. -Makshi 11/23/17 Happy Thanksgiving! Instead of enjoying time with my family, I'm in YEMEN. My tour across the Middle East has been… unfortunate. A lot of people here had to be quarantined. The politicians have been acting up as well. Threatening to break the masquerade or throw ORIA at us. If they did that then we really would be in trouble. The GOC would probably throw a fit and torch the place… or maybe we'd have to pull the trigger. I hope not. I told O5-2 about this. She said that she would bring it up with the rest of the Council. Hopefully, they come up with some resolution to this before it becomes a real problem. There is one piece of good news that I have to mention. Apparently, word has it that Bear finally got himself infected! Don't know how it happened, and I don't care. Either way, he's as good as dead, which is fine enough with me. ~Darva Personal Log Entry #1033: An entire year and a half have passed me by, and I'm no closer to a solution. Every single one of my anomalous combinations has failed. Some of them fail within the expected parameters. Others have nearly cost me my life. Most of them kill the patient, and all of them have cost me my dignity. I even got permission to try SCP-500, and it DIDN'T DO SHIT. How is that even possible? To make matters worse, the infection rate has increased within these past months. What the hell was Darva doing? What the hell am I doing? . . . I just scanned myself. It shows positive for infection. They'll be on me in any minute now. I'll be able to continue my research in quarantine, but what's even the point? I'm so fucking useless. -Makshi 1/22/18 My worst fear is coming true. Not one, but multiple politicians have lost it and spoke up against The Foundation on national television. I have had it up to here with those damn prudes. They could have aired out their issues with us through more diplomatic methods instead of running their mouth. I don't know what the future will hold, but if any of those politicians are serious this means war. Potentially an Occult War, which would be catastrophic. I don't want to see my loved ones killed or jailed because of some dumb bee that we can't even see! I just want to see my damn family again. I have a plan. Everyone in the occult world knows that the safest place on Earth is behind Foundation bars, right? My next stop on this infernal world tour is close enough to my house. We're bound to find some infected individuals here, and when we do, I'll [REDACTED] ~Darva Addendums 3368.11 - 3368.33: Events Transpiring Between Addendums 3368.11 and 3368.33: NOTICE: Events in this era pertaining to SCP-3368 can only be passed down to those of a lesser clearance by an O5 Council Member. If it is absolutely essential for your job, you may petition a request for this information using Form #3368.B.33. Addendum 3368.34: The O5-Council met on ██_██_2022 to discuss the future of SCP-3368 and SCP-3368-1 individuals. [LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE REQUIRED TO VIEW "O5_Transcript_██_██_2022_██.log."] [SECURITY COGNITOHAZARD ACTIVATED: SCANNING FOR NEURAL ACTIVITY] Transcript Log of O5-Council Meeting on ██/██/2022. Subject: O5-2 Proposal Regarding SCP-3368. O5-1: The next topic of our agenda is O5-2's… "proposal". O5-6: This is the most brain-dead plan that I've ever seen. O5-8: It goes against everything that The Foundation is. O5-2: These are valid points, however- (laughter) O5-2: However, this is no longer a problem that ideals can solve. The masquerade broke. A [REDACTED] of Foundation personnel are either behind our own bars or dead. O5-11: So we're just supposed to give up and let the entire Earth become infected in some sort of "HB-Beepocalypse" scenario? O5-4: I still can't believe that we added that scenario to the list. O5-2: Now listen here: The bee people still retain their memories and personality. They're still human. O5-5: Yes, and they can be controlled and manipulated. O5-8: Their memories can be outright stolen. That's a huge security risk that you're overlooking. O5-2: My research team has developed techniques to prevent personality alteration and memory stealing. O5-6: We've read your paper darn it. Are your techniques economically efficient? Because we'd have to dose the entire planet. O5-2: The techniques could use a little more funding. O5-1: Let's not get ahead of ourselves, O5-2. O5-2: Well, my arguments for support are clearly listed in the proposal. Surely I'm not the only one here who sees the need for us to reverse direction? O5-3: You are not. I've been talking with the Ethics Committee Chairman recently, and apparently, they're about to vote on some anti-discrimination rights for the bee people. O5-9: The kind that could put us in hot water? O5-3: Potentially. Even if it doesn't, morale is down the toilet. We've had a large number of riots and brain drains over these past few years, and there's nothing to indicate that they'll stop. O5-4: Our treatment of the bee people has been ruining our image with most of the other GoIs. At this rate, our only ally will be the GOC, and they've been having significant troubles recently. O5-10: Personally, I believe that we should have gone through with this proposal a long time ago. Aside from our current direction being unethical, how are we supposed to survive the future when we don't offer bee people the same benefits as everyone else? A good chunk of the best of the class is being taken by GoIs simply because of their anomalies. O5-12: This leads into my reason for support: Cost. I took a look at the data and we have not made a statistically significant decrease in the infection rate. Furthermore, financially we are a shell in comparison to our former selves from five years ago. At this point, it would be more cost effective to make humanity's transformation occur smoothly. O5-11: I repeat myself: 'So we're just supposed to give up?' Has no one tried to develop an antidote? Or wiping the slate clean? O5-2: Early on the research team was lead by one Makshi Bickers. Her attempts to reverse the infection resulted in numerous containment breaches, deaths, and her permanent residence at a psychological ward when she finally lost her mind. O5-8: Okay, so one scientist failed to step up to the plate. That hasn't stopped us before. That's like saying that we should've stopped developing improvements to the Scranton Reality Anchors just because of what happened to Dr. Scranton. I'm certain that there's a scientific solution to this and that you're all just too reluctant to find it. O5-12: I agree with you on this one O5-8. However finding a cure for SCP-3368 could take decades of resources, which could be better used for more deadly SCPs. O5-11: You assume it will take decades of resources O5-12, but you can't say that you know for sure. O5-12: True. O5-11: What about the militaristic approach of wiping the slate clean? The GOC has had excellent results using this approach in the past. O5-2: With all due respect, the GOC is in an even worse position than we are. What personnel they haven't lost to the Chaos Insurgency they've lost by their own hands. They used to be comprised of 108 occult organizations, but now they number at just 77, one of which was wiped out completely. O5-5: Ah yes, I've read about that! The Bavarian Illuminati was never the brightest of organizations. O5-1: Now listen here: We don't do what we do because it's easy. We frequently command The Foundation to destroy lives and burn resources, and we do it for the sake of normalcy! O5-2: O5-1, you act as though this is some sort of end of the world scenario when it's really more of a… O5-9: LK-Class Change of Species Scenario? O5-3: I'm not sure about that one. Genetically speaking DNA changes only occur after an infection, and the offspring of two bee people is technically still a "normal" human for the first few weeks. Maybe in a few decades, that scenario could occur, however. (30 seconds pass) O5-4: Then what if it's just an AS-Class Normalcy Alteration Scenario? O5-2: Yes, that sounds about right. O5-1: That scenario is reserved for the non-anomalous, like the rise of the Internet or the Industrial Revolution. O5-5: We could make an exception. O5-6: Sure, why not? We're already making an exception to our gosh darn principles. O5-5: It looks like this is one of those issues that we're pretty divided on. Perhaps we should just vote instead of arguing for the next hour? O5-7: This is a significant decision O5-5. It's not going to be settled in an hour. O5-5: I know it's a significant decision, that's why it's not going to be settled for decades to come. O5-8: I have an addendum that I would like to add to your proposal O5-2: In the event that your proposal comes to pass we must offer facilities to harbor the remnants of… non-bee persons. Both live specimens and machines that are able to produce non-anomalous humans. We'll put these people with SCP-2000. This is a precautionary move in case your mistake costs us not only our sanity but our humanity as well. O5-6: If that's the case I'll be willing to move to that area. Anything to get me away from those bees. O5-2: That's fine with me. Any complaints with this addendum? (30 seconds pass) O5-1: Doesn't look like it. Does anyone have anything meaningful to add? (30 seconds pass) O5-1: Then let's get this over with. VOTE IN FAVOR OF O5-2'S PROPOSAL FOR SCP-3368 Support (6): Two, Three, Four, Nine, Ten, Twelve Oppose (5): One, Six, Eight, Eleven, Thirteen Abstain (2): Five, Seven MOTION PASSES Addendum 3368.35: The Ethics Committee met on ██_██_2022, and in a landmark vote, approved a series of anti-discrimination rights to be applied to SCP-3368-1 personnel2. Addendum 3368.36: Declassification of SCP-3368 was approved by the O5 Council on ██_██_████. The Special Containment Procedures are to be considered null and void, and the object class is to be "Declassified". The majority of the information in the Description is considered to be out of date, and it is preferable to consult a local library for current information on SCP-3368. This document will remain untouched for historical reasons, and due to sensitive information pertaining to The Foundation, is not to be released to the public without O5 approval. Improper release of this information is to be considered grounds for termination. Abeedum 3368.B: [LEVEL B CLEARANCE REQUIRED TO VIEW "🐝.log."] [🐝SECURITY HAZARD ACTIVATED: SCANNING FOR BEES🐝] Footnotes 1. SCP-3368 Research Team (2016): "The Effects of Flower Pollen and Nectar on SCP-3368-1, an Almanac". 2. The complete document can be found at your nearest HR department. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3368" by BlackMagicFine, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3368. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3369 | euclid | Item#: 3369 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: keneq Risk Class: caution link to memo Special Containment Procedures: Foundation webcrawlers are to routinely search comedy-based websites, social media, and other potential online vectors for instances of SCP-3369. Such instances are to be logged, traced back to their source, and deleted. All reports of mass hysteria, upswings of auditory hallucination diagnoses, or similar sudden onsets of mental illness in a single area are to be investigated for links to SCP-3369. Mobile Task Force Phi-7 ("Stand-Up Citizens") are to be mobilized upon confirmation of an outbreak, and all carriers of SCP-3369-1 are to be questioned and administered Class-A amnestics. A single copy of SCP-3369 is to be kept in written format in Storage Locker 33B at Site-28. Under no circumstances is SCP-3369 to be transcribed into digital format except on an air-gapped computer during testing. Between one and five D-Class personnel may be kept as continual carriers of SCP-3369-1 for the purposes of testing and continued cooperation from SCP-3369-1. D-Class carriers are to be administered Class-C amnestics prior to any scheduled termination. Non-D-Class are to be infected with SCP-3369-1 only for interviewing purposes and are to be administered Class-A amnestics upon interview conclusion. Personnel found attempting unauthorized spread of SCP-3369 and SCP-3369-1 are to be disciplined, amnesticized, and - when applicable - transferred away from Site-28. Description: SCP-3369 is a memetic agent in the form of a humorous anecdote that, when understood by an individual, implants a distinct consciousness into the individual's mind. This effect is triggered regardless of the medium and is present in both live and recorded versions of the anecdote. Testing has shown that the wording of the anecdote is not required to be exact. Translations of SCP-3369 into languages other than English have been shown to have the same effect, and alteration of up to 60% of the anecdote's wording still causes infection as long as the central theme of the anecdote remains intact. SCP-3369-1 is the sapient consciousness that is generated by SCP-3369's memetic effect. Multiple instances of the consciousness are able to exist concurrently, and its awareness is shared amongst these instances. It is capable of speaking to any infected individual (referred to as a "carrier"), hearing the carrier's surface thoughts, and perceiving the outside world via the carrier's senses. SCP-3369-1 is able to listen to and share the senses of a currently unknown number of carriers concurrently, but it can only speak to a single carrier at any given time. All individuals infected with SCP-3369-1 have uniformly described it as a male voice speaking English with a New York accent. SCP-3369 and SCP-3369-1 were discovered after the Foundation investigated multiple similar reports of auditory hallucinations in the Brooklyn borough of New York City. The anomalous nature of the anecdote and implanted consciousness were confirmed during an interview with a Mrs. Eloise Patinkin on 2017-09-17. [Access Interview Log 3369/01] [Close Interview Log 3369/01] Interviewee: Eloise Patinkin Interviewer: Agent Theodore Johnson <Begin Log> Agent Johnson: Good evening, Mrs. Patinkin. I'm Agent Johnson with the CDC. Would it be alright if I asked you a few questions? Mrs. Patinkin: I'm not in any trouble, am I? Agent Johnson: No, not at this time. We've had reports of a possible terror attack involving the use of a new type of aerosol-based drug, and we're just checking in with people in the area who have been recently admitted for sudden onset of hallucinations. Mrs. Patinkin: Oh! Is that what happened? Oh God, it's not poisonous, is it? Agent Johnson: We have no reason to believe so, but we do need to learn as much as we can about it. You think you may have been exposed? Mrs. Patinkin: Yes, it- [Mrs. Patinkin pauses and glances over her shoulder with mild annoyance.] Mrs. Patinkin: Sorry, yes, I've been hearing a voice in my head for the past few days, and it's just started getting louder. Agent Johnson: Under what circumstances did you first start hearing this voice? Mrs. Patinkin: Ever since I went to see that comedian the other day. Uh, what's-his-name over at that new place, the Comedy Curb. I tried to get Joe to go with me, but he just wouldn't, stubborn man. I guess it's better he didn't though, huh? Agent Johnson: I suppose so. Do you remember anything unusual happening at the show before you started hearing the voice? Mrs. Patinkin: Not really, sorry. The guy, Andy, that's his name, he was telling a joke that, um … I think it went [MEMETIC HAZARD REDACTED] Anyway, then he started talking about llamas or something. I wasn't really paying any attention at that point since- Agent Johnson: Jesus! Mrs. Patinkin: What? Is something wrong? Agent Johnson: Ma'am, is your husband at home? Mrs. Patinkin: Joe? No, he's at work right now. Why? Agent Johnson: I just heard someone say my name, like it was right behind my ear. Mrs. Patinkin: Oh … oh boy. <End Log> [Close Interview Log 3369/01] [Access Interview Log 3369-1/01] [Close Interview Log 3369-1/01] Interviewee: SCP-3369-1 Interviewer: Agent Theodore Johnson Foreword: Interview took place during Agent Johnson's quarantine after the infection event that occurred during Mrs. Eloise Patinkin's questioning. Agent Johnson transcribed the interview as it was conducted. <Begin Log> Agent Johnson: Hello? Can you hear me? SCP-3369-1: I think ya mean, 'Hello, hello, is this thing on?' Ha ha, just messing with ya, agent! I can hear ya loud and clear. Agent Johnson: Good. I'm going to be asking you a few things. SCP-3369-1: Fire away, chief. Better than the silent treatment you've been giving me so far! Agent Johnson: I suppose we should go ahead and get the most obvious question out of the way. Who are you? SCP-3369-1: What, like a name? You and the eggheads keep calling me 'SCP-3369-1', and I guess that's as good a name as any. It ain't no Louie or Franco or whatever, but forget about it! Agent Johnson: A little more broad then. What are you? SCP-3369-1: Is that a joke, agent? Ha! Get it? 'Is that a joke'? 'Cause, y'know, I'm a joke! Specifically, yeah, I'm that joke, the one you keep trying not to think about. Agent Johnson: You can read my mind? SCP-3369-1: Hey, whoa, no need to get your knickers in a bunch, guy. Just little stuff. And even less from you than most people, let me tell ya. Mrs. Patinkin? Her inner monologue was going a mile a minute all the time, forget about it! Agent Johnson: Okay, so you're a joke that's turned into a voice in my head. How does that work? SCP-3369-1: Hell if I know, agent. I just work here! Agent Johnson: Fine. So how do I get rid of you? SCP-3369-1: Aw, now that's just hurtful. <End Log> [Close Interview Log 3369-1/01] Following Interview 3369-1/01, it was found that the application of amnestics targeting a carrier's memory of SCP-3369 subsequently removes SCP-3369-1 from their consciousness. This does not remove memory of SCP-3369-1 itself, which requires either a secondary or broader primary application. Agent Johnson was given a Class-A amnestic and returned to active duty. Based on the testimony given by Mrs. Patinkin and other carriers, Andre Beneventi, a stand-up comedian that operates under the stage name of Andy Goodtimes, was located and interviewed on 2017-09-22. [Access Interview Log 3369/11] [Close Interview Log 3369/11] Interviewee: Andre Beneventi Interviewer: Agent Theodore Johnson <Begin Log> Agent Johnson: Thank you for taking the time to speak with me, Mr. Beneventi. Mr. Beneventi: Sure, no problem, detective. Always got time for our boys in blue. What's this all about? Agent Johnson: I wanted to talk to you about your last performance at the Comedy Curb. Mr. Beneventi: Ah, crap. I kinda thought it might be that. Look, I don't know what the hell happened there, sorry. All I know is, I was in the middle of my act, everything was going great, and all of a sudden, people just started to get all quiet. Like, they'd stop laughing, and a bunch of 'em started getting up and walking out after a while. Ah, Bobby, the manager, right? He said that there musta been something screwy with the sound system or something, 'cause some of the people leaving complained that they kept hearing somebody talk over me. Even had a few ask for their money back. Weird as hell, lemme tell ya, and a bit of a blow to the ol' pocketbook, y'know? What's worse, I've had a couple of people threaten to sue me over some kinda hearing problems they've been having, but I swear, I don't know anything about it! Agent Johnson: We're not accusing you of anything. We just want to find out what happened. Now, at what point in your show did the trouble start? Mr. Beneventi: Jeez, I dunno, it's hard to say. When you're on stage, you just kinda get into it, yeah? But I think … it mighta been right around the time I started tellin' the story about the llamas. Or maybe the part about [POTENTIAL MEMETIC HAZARD REDACTED] Agent Johnson: Stop! I mean, thank you! Thank you, that's enough. Mr. Beneventi, where did you come up with that particular joke? Mr. Beneventi: You mean the one about the- yeah, yeah, okay, uh, the one that ain't about the llamas, right? I gotta tell ya, detective, I don't really know where a lotta my material comes from. I know, it's the same ol' cop-out bullshit answer you hear from any artistic type, but it's really true. Sometimes I just wake up in the middle of the night and write something down, then in the morning I try to turn it into something that'll make ya laugh. This one, though … yeah, okay, this one was kinda weird. Agent Johnson: 'Weird' how? Mr. Beneventi: Well, see, most of the time I might write down two or three words. 'Waiting for coffee' or 'jogging sucks ass' or whatever. But more clever than that, I mean, y'know. Anyway, yeah, this one? It was like … I dunno, like I had this little voice whispering in the back of my head, and bammo, I wrote down the whole damn thing just like it is in my show, then I went right back to sleep. Agent Johnson: Hmm. That is weird. Have you heard that little voice since then? Mr. Beneventi: Nah. And between you and me, detective? If this is the sorta crap that's gonna happen when I do, I think that's probably all for the best. <End Log> [Close Interview Log 3369/11] Following the interview, Mr. Beneventi's written copy of SCP-3369 was confiscated. He was then given amnestics and re-exposed to SCP-3369, but testing did not reveal infection by an instance of SCP-3369-1. The reason for this immunity is not known at this time. Mr. Beneventi was administered amnestics again and released. He has been designated Person of Interest 3369-01 and put under indefinite observation. [Access Interview Log 3369-1/04] [Close Interview Log 3369-1/04] Interviewee: SCP-3369-1 Interviewer: Dr. Porter Mills, Senior Researcher Foreword: The first interview conducted with SCP-3369-1 implanted into the consciousness of a Foundation researcher. Approval for this procedure was given after testing concluded that SCP-3369-1 is unable to break through standard mental fortification training and therefore unable to directly access any knowledge regarding the Foundation. <Begin Log> Dr. Mills: Hello, SCP-3369-1. My name is Dr. Mills. How are you feeling today? SCP-3369-1: I'm doing just swell, doc! My name is SCP-3369-1, and I'll be your joke for the evening. Can I get ya anything? Dr. Mills: Actually, I was hoping to ask you a few questions. SCP-3369-1: Ooooh, is this like some kinda medical exam? Height, weight, favorite pizza toppings? Dr. Mills: Something like that. The organization I work for would like to learn more about you. SCP-3369-1: Yeah? Well your 'organization' has got a funny way of showing it, doc! You know they keep knocking parts of me out? Dr. Mills: Ah, yes, sorry about that, but until we do learn more, I'm afraid we need to keep you under quarantine. Not everyone has been reacting very well to your presence. SCP-3369-1: Yeah, okay, I get that. Had this one guy that just wouldn't quit screaming when I tried talking to him. Didn't make for great conversation, lemme tell ya. Dr. Mills: I can imagine. But it is for that reason that we have to ask for your cooperation for the time being. SCP-3369-1: Ugh, jeez, ask the world, why don't ya? Look, that's … it ain't really how I operate, but I get where you're coming from, sure. I want people to laugh when I talk to 'em, not make in their pants, y'know? So yeah, sure, I can't make any promises, but I'll try to keep my trap shut for now. But could ya at least ask your boys to stick to the knock-out pills instead of the junk in the spray cans? That stuff can't be good for the ozone layer. Dr. Mills: I'll see what I can do. Now, shall we begin? SCP-3369-1: Shoot. Dr. Mills: Do you know a Mr. Beneventi? SCP-3369-1: Oh hey, yeah, good ol' Andy! How's he doing these days? Dr. Mills: The last report I read, he was doing just fine. How did you come to meet Mr. Beneventi? SCP-3369-1: Eh, wish I could tell ya, doc. Things get kinda fuzzy going back that far. I mean, heck, what do you remember about being born? Not much, I bet. Dr. Mills: I see. Why do you propagate the way you do? SCP-3369-1: What's that? Like, why do I get into people's heads? Dr. Mills: Yes. SCP-3369-1: Ah, I dunno, it's kinda stupid. But I tell ya what, doc. I'm gonna answer your question with a question. Dr. Mills: Is that so? Go ahead. SCP-3369-1: Am I funny? Dr. Mills: You … do have a way with words, certainly. SCP-3369-1: Nah, nah, not like that! I mean, y'know, the joke! The me joke! I know you heard the joke, right, or else I wouldn't be here hanging out in your noggin. Dr. Mills: Ah, you are referring to SCP-3369. SCP-3369-1: Yeah, sure, that thing! So when you heard it … didja laugh? Dr. Mills: [pause] I'm afraid it wasn't quite my type of humor. SCP-3369-1: Oh. Uh, wow. Dr. Mills: I apologize if- SCP-3369-1: No, hey, forget about it. Can't please everybody, everybody's a critic, et cetera, et cetera. It's just … Dr. Mills: Yes? SCP-3369-1: Ah, seriously, it's pretty embarrassing. Dr. Mills: I'm not here to judge, SCP-3369-1. Please, I want to hear it. SCP-3369-1: Okay, it's just that … yeah. Yeah, I know. I'm no great shakes. It hurts to hear somebody say it out loud, that's for damn sure, but it ain't like I don't know. So yeah, I may have gotten a little obnoxious, maybe started getting into people's heads when I shouldn'ta oughta. But if I don't do it, then … then ain't nobody gonna give a damn about me, are they? I'd be just another mediocre joke being told by a talentless hack in a third-rate dive. I mean, what good is an idea if nobody's thinking it, right? What good is a joke if it ain't getting told? [pause] SCP-3369-1: Look, doc, you mind if we call it done for the day? Dr. Mills: Not at all, SCP-3369-1. I'm afraid we're going to have to remove you in just a minute, but I'll make sure to use a pill instead of the spray. SCP-3369-1: Ha! Thanks, doc. You're a peach. <End Log> [Close Interview Log 3369-1/04] ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3369" by Aleph-Null and Jim North, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3369. 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-3370 | euclid | Sydney Kingsford-Smith International Airport. Item #: SCP-3370 Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-3370's effects cease once the subject leaves the affected flight, disinformation campaigns currently center around depicting "Miriam Wells" as a local hoax/in-joke similar to the Bielefeld Conspiracy. Several popular social media accounts including an "/r/miriamwells" subreddit and "Official Miriam Wells" Facebook page have been established and are currently operated by Disinformation Division operatives. Description: SCP-3370 is Gate 43 of the Sydney Kingsford-Smith International Airport. SCP-3370's anomalous properties only manifest for passengers who have spent more than two hours in SCP-3370, and is otherwise non-anomalous in appearance and physical properties. When a passenger meeting the above criteria boards a flight departing from Gate 43, they will perceive every flight attendant as a woman with the physical appearance and mannerisms of Miriam Wells, a highway patrol officer who disappeared in late 2009 following a routine patrol. SCP-3370's anomalous effects cease once the flight lands. Electronic recordings of time spent on the flight uniformly fail to reveal any anomalous phenomena1, and passengers not affected by SCP-3370 report no anomalous effects. Addendum SCP-3370-a: In an effort to determine the boundaries for activation of SCP-3370's anomalous effects, Researcher Lai Zhuanmei proposed a test wherein an agent would be provided a ticket for one flight departing from Gate 43, but board a different flight departing from the same gate. The test was approved and the appropriate negotiations made, with Assistant Researcher Renfield being selected as a test subject due to the low likelihood of danger. The following log is a transcript of footage recovered from A. R. Renfield's supplied body-camera. [EXTRANEOUS FOOTAGE REDACTED FOR BREVITY] [Surrounding passengers appear to be asleep, as would be expected given the late departure time of the flight.] A. R. Renfield: Hallucinations reported almost directly after take-off, as expected. All the nametags even read M. Wells, too: surprising level of detail for a cognitohazard like this. Will perform the usual test. [Renfield calls an attendant over: appearance does not match that of Ms. Wells. Renfield asks for a glass of water and receives the drink without incident.] Renfield: I know it's not quite professional conduct, but the body camera'll keep rolling. I think I can afford a 30-minute nap for the time being. [Renfield shifts the camera so as to face the aisle from her window seat: the view is noticeably blocked by the passenger seated next to her. Approximately five minutes afterwards, she falls asleep. No further noticeable activity until seventy-five minutes afterwards, when a shift in her position momentarily covers the camera with a blanket. The passenger next to her now appears to be Miriam Wells.] [EXTRANEOUS FOOTAGE REDACTED] [Renfield is now awake, as is the other passenger. The apparent change in the passenger's appearance appears to have been noticed by Renfield herself.] Renfield: Good morning, Miss. [Passenger does not respond for two minutes.] Renfield: Isn't it a little warm right now? [Passenger does not respond for three minutes.] Renfield: …I see. [Renfield calls an attendant over using the supplied console, before looking out the opened window. Faint orange light can be seen coming from the window, although at this point in the footage, no clear view of the window can be seen.] Renfield: What in the- Intercom: And to your left, you'll be able to see Sydney from our current altitude of 270 kilometers. [Renfield adjusts her position such that the outside is more clearly visible from the camera's vantage point. The landscape is composed of several hundred interconnected roads, interspersed with long stretches of outback landscape: identical cars, apparently police cruisers, can be seen appearing, driving up and down, and disappearing from these roads at sporadic intervals. After a minute, the sound of a trolley moving up the aisle can be heard and Renfield turns to face the attendant.] Renfield: Attendant, could you get me a glass of water? [The attendant, as consistent with reports of other SCP-3370-affected subjects, appears to be Miriam Wells, dressed in full highway patrol uniform. Her arms appear to be heavily sunburnt.] Attendant: Please keep your hands and arms inside the car, sir. Renfield: I'm sorry? Attendant: It's dangerous to be out here this time of night, mate. You want a ride? Renfield: No, I- I'd like some water, please. Attendant: Long drive from here back up to Melbourne. Renfield: You're not making sense, please, I- I just want a drink. Anything. [Attendant retches loudly, before wiping her hand with her mouth. Hands now have wounds consistent with second and third degree burns.] Attendant: You didn't come up here with supplies? Are you stupid or just crazy, love? Renfield: What? I'm sorry, I don't- it's so hot in here- Attendant: I'll radio base. They'll be here to pick us up in a day at most. Renfield: I can't breathe- Attendant: Come on, Lanna. You've got to keep your head up. [A loud crash sounds from the front of the plane. No movement is visible from any of the other passengers, though Renfield appears to have passed out as a result of the heat.] Attendant: Oh, don't give me that look. [The attendant bends down to kiss Renfield, momentarily exposing the extremely disfigured face of Ms. Wells. Similar burn wounds have now appeared over her neck and collarbone, exposing the bone underneath. Smoke appears to be leaking into the cabin from an unknown source. Apparently attempting to communicate with Renfield, the attendant emits a loud rasping noise, before walking towards the apparent source of the smoke. Smoke then totally obscures the lens of the camera, rendering all further footage unusable.] [END LOG] After the flight landed without incident, Assistant Researcher Renfield was discovered to have passed out from apparent hypoxia and was later found to be suffering from severe symptoms of smoke inhalation. Notably, when opened, her suitcase contained a 50.9-kilogram piece of severely-burnt human flesh in the rough shape of a torso. DNA testing has been inconclusive as to its source. Footnotes 1. See Addendum SCP-3370-a. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3370" by Taffeta, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3370. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3371 | keter | close Info X SCP-3371 Behind the Cameras Written by Fishish, Jack Waltz, and JakdragonX Check out Fishish's author page! Check out Jack's author page! Check out Jak's author page! Example of SCP-3371 photograph, taken in the backyard of an undisclosed researcher's home. Note that the back door of the home is opened. Item #: SCP-3371 Special Containment Procedures: Until SCP-3371 is properly studied and documented, all containment procedures are hereby dedicated to public misinformation. Foundation webcrawlers are to monitor all social media platforms in order to delete and/or discredit any suspected product of SCP-3371. Victims of SCP-3371 are to be detained and administered Class-B amnestics if necessary. Associated disappearances are to be disregarded and subsequently attributed to suitable cover stories per standard protocol. Description: SCP-3371 is a phenomenon in which both the exteriors and interiors of residential and commercial buildings across the United States are photographed and posted1 on various social media platforms and forum websites throughout the internet. These photos, usually taken at eye level, are all confirmed to be captured through a Samsung HandyCam CX405 Camcorder per analysis of available metadata. Residents within these buildings state that they are unable to recall any person inside or nearby the building likely to be the perpetrator. Small objects, commodities, and other items may also disappear from locations affected by SCP-3371.2 Claims of larger objects either disappearing or becoming displaced have been reported in locations with prolonged SCP-3371 activity, followed shortly after by the residents themselves. Picture taken by SCP-3371 of an unknown individual sleeping inside of their home. Discovery: Foundation personnel were first made aware of SCP-3371 after a Site-119 researcher3 reported seeing unsolicited social media posts of themselves, with upwards of 40 photographs being taken inside their home. Following an unsuccessful attempt at reporting these pictures online, a formal investigation into the matter was requested and approved. While the initial investigation led Foundation intelligence to assume that the posts in question were — albeit disturbing — non-anomalous in nature, a detailed sweep of the property later revealed signs of antimemetic interference throughout the premises. SCP-3371 was subsequently approved for formal documentation, leading to further investigation of the property itself. Later that week, Agent Ray Wolls reported a visual disturbance near a security camera while patrolling the property. Due to the aforementioned antimemetic influence, said visual disturbance could not be identified, with Wolls' report lacking sufficient detail to ascertain any information on the event before its demanifestation. Shortly afterwards, automated online systems reported a massive spike in SCP-3371 activity; said activity was notably more invasive in nature, with photographs being taken whilst residents conducted activities including, but not limited to, sleeping, bathing, and changing. A notable hallway within Site-119 displaying somewhat higher-than-normal antimemetic traces. An additional investigation into the possible method(s) through which the photographs were being taken was performed, but progress was significantly slowed by SCP-3371's seemingly imperceptible method of manifestation. Following a period of several weeks with little progress, Agent Wolls reported the presence of another visual disturbance inside Site-119. Attempts to witness this event through Foundation cameras were unsuccessful and, when asked for further detail, Wolls mentioned that the camera in Hallway 13A was where he saw the unidentified individual. Said individual was reportedly holding up this camera and pointing it at him from the opposite corridor. Despite his statements, no signs of unauthorised entry or exit into Site-119 were detected by automated security. An exhaustive sweep of the facility revealed no abnormalities, save for a residual amount of antimemetic interference present throughout specific corridors.4 On account of Wolls' assertions, however, an additional study into the Site-119 security system revealed that the cameras and equipment were originally supplied by ADT, an American security company. The cameras themselves were formerly manufactured by APE Security Solutions, a now-bankrupt company that had been bought out and merged into numerous other security firms, including Ring and SimpliSafe, according to an internal audit of ADT and its products. From this information, and the anomaly's apparent capacity to manifest and demanifest at will, it is hypothesized that this technology — which is currently used in 70% of all buildings, including Site-119 — is the primary medium through which SCP-3371 conducts its manifestations. In the following weeks, another spike in SCP-3371 activity was detected, with the subject of the photographs posted now being Agent Wolls.5 As of writing, 17 ballpoint pens, 8 cafeteria trays, 5 Foundation-issued notebooks, 3 Euclid-Class anomalies, and Agent Jayce Wolls have all gone missing since SCP-3371's most recent activity spike. Site-119 has yet to make an official comment regarding these disappearances. Footnotes 1. All attempts to source the original poster, should they even exist, have universally resulted in failure. 2. No evidence of a break-in or robbery has been linked to the disappearance of said objects. 3. Name omitted per request, adhering to privacy and safety concerns. 4. As Site-119 has housed a number of neutralized antimemetic objects, measured interference levels were within acceptable guidelines for anomalous detection equipment. 5. A significant number of these photographs were taken inside Site-119, representing a severe breach of secrecy and security protocols. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3371" by Fishish, Jack Waltz, and JakdragonX, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3371. 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-3372 | safe | SCP-3372: A Betrayer's Retribution and Quite the Earful Oh, gross, there's something in my ear. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} Item #: SCP-3372 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3372-A and B are to be stored in separate Safe-class containment lockers in Site-22. Testing with SCP-3372-A requires level 3 clearance. Testing with SCP-3372-B requires level 4 clearance. Tests on SCP-3372-A and SCP-3372-B may not be performed simultaneously. The Ethics Committee has approved surgical perforation of the tympanic membrane for SCP-3372-B test subjects requesting relief of associated symptoms upon conclusion of testing. Description: SCP-3372 is the collective designation for two items. SCP-3372-A refers to a handcrafted wooden case (SCP-3372-A-1) that can hold up to six bamboo mimikaki1, and the eight mimikaki currently affected by its anomaly (SCP-3372-A-2-a through h). When a mimikaki is left within SCP-3372-A-1 for at least fifteen minutes, it becomes an instance of SCP-3372-A-2. When used to puncture a human eardrum, an instance of SCP-3372-A-2 will cause a swarm of insects animals native to Japan to be released from the subject's ear canal. Organisms thus produced are not anomalous, save for their ability to grow to normal size while exiting the ear canal. Organisms will flee the immediate scene before resuming behavior normal for their species. This activity continues until the SCP-3372-A-2 instance is removed from the ear canal entirely. Subjects thus affected report no discomfort apart from the associated effects of rupturing the eardrum. + Addendum 3372-01: List of organisms produced by SCP-3372-A-2 – hide block Designation Organism Produced Notes SCP-3372-A-2-a Asiablatta kyotensis, Asian wood roach — SCP-3372-A-2-b Halyomorpha halys, Brown marmorated stink bug — SCP-3372-A-2-c Aphalara itadori, Japanese knotweed psyllid — SCP-3372-A-2-d Chrysochroa fulgidissima, Jewel beetle — SCP-3372-A-2-e Statilia maculata, Asian jumping mantis Damaged and unusable, see Addendum 3372-03 SCP-3372-A-2-f Vespa mandarinia japonica, Japanese giant hornet — SCP-3372-A-2-g Tokudaia muenninki, Okinawa spiny rat Instance created via Foundation testing SCP-3372-A-2-h Sorex sadonis, Sado shrew Instance created via Foundation testing – hide block SCP-3372-B is a compound comprised of hydrogen peroxide and a number of other chemicals, not all of which have been fully identified.2 When applied to the ear canal of a living human, SCP-3372-B induces auditory hallucinations over the course of the next 10 minutes to 145 hours, superceding the subject's normal hearing in the affected ear. Hallucinations cataloged so far have demonstrated wildly differing content, though subjects almost always express dismay and fear at what they are able to hear, even when informed ahead of time of the effect SCP-3372-B may have. While the amount applied has some correlation to the duration of the effect3, this correlation is non-linear and currently not fully understood. Subjects affected by SCP-3372-B for over an hour invariably will attempt to deafen themselves in the affected ear(s) with any suitable implement. Application of SCP-3372-B to both ear canals will produce the effect in both ears, with duration related to the amount used per ear. Hallucinations experienced per ear are typically unrelated. Dual-ear testing is prohibited as of 28/02/1986. + Addendum 3372-02: Sample log of subject affected by SCP-3372-B - Collapse block Preface: D-2052 was administered 5 drops of SCP-3372-B in his right ear and instructed to provide a running commentary of what he heard with that ear. Dr. Pawelovsky presiding. <Begin Recording: 15:51> Yeah, uh, it's just like having water in your ear right now, I guess. Everything's muffled on this side. [Subject motions to right ear, then is silent for 20 seconds] Okay, yeah, I'm starting to hear… Whoa! Whoa, oh shit, what? O-oh God, what is that? O-okay, okay. There's… It's like, every time you move, or I move, I can hear our clothing rustling. I mean, that's what I should be hearing. Instead, it's… There's bugs crawling up our legs. [Subject attempts to stand and is restrained by security] Big fuckin' bugs, Doc! Holy shit, I can't feel them, but they're there! Oh Jesus! They sound like crabs, or lobsters, giant fucking lobsters scampering up and down our legs, I can hear their slimy fucking skeletons! [Subject begins swatting at his right leg] Take that, you fuckers! You're not stealing my gonads! Fuck off, shitheads! There, did you hear it? I got one, it hit the floor and shattered! I think… [Subject is quiet for 10 seconds] I think they're leaving now. Maybe they took it as a warning or something. Hah! Don't fuck with me, bitches. Okay, Doc, we gotta do something about yours now, shit, I think some of mine are going after you. I know this big fucker behind me won't let me up, just slap 'em off your legs, okay? Hurry, Doc, they're all over you! [After a moment, Dr. Pawelovsky complies, swatting at both his legs] You almost… There! You got one! You got another one! Good job, Doc, they're retreating. Fuck, that was close. You okay, man? Oh, yeah, uh, I don't really hear too much right now, just like… waves crashing on a shore, I think. There's… yeah, I can still hear the lobsters, they're pretty far off now, though. I think there might be a bird or something, overhead. [Subject is quiet for 2 minutes, 45 seconds] I think they're going back to our dreams. Like, the spaces between dreams. That's where they hide. I'm hearing like a tunnel now, and it's connected to dreams, and all those little fucking legs are skittering into it. Shit, I'm never dreaming again. <End Log 15:58> Afterword: Though no evidence has yet proven the existence of things heard by subjects under the influence of SCP-3372-B, each hallucination seems to have its own internal logic, often reflected in the actions of the subject. (i.e., movement in the real world affects the relative distance of hallucinated sounds.) Effects of SCP-3372-B in this test lasted one hour, thirteen minutes. - Collapse block Addendum 3372-03: Recovery and Combination of Item Numbers SCP-3372-A and the original six instances of SCP-3372-A-1 were initially recovered from a store and massage parlor in Akihabara district of Tokyo by IJAMEA after reports of massive amounts of vermin emerging from the storefront. Two corpses were discovered at the store: a woman who had been stung to death by hornets and a man with SCP-3372-A-2-f embedded in his brain through his left ear. The man was later identified as having had an affair with the woman, who had been performing mimisouji4 on him. SCP-3372-A and its contents came into Foundation possession in 1945 with the dissolution of IJAMEA. SCP-3372-B was obtained during a raid on a Prometheus Labs facility in 1985, along with a number of other items. A label indicated SCP-3372-B was intended as a powerful cerumen cleanser. SCP-3372-A and SCP-3372-B were initially contained as separate objects. On 05/03/2005, D-Class testing of SCP-3372-B was interrupted by an unrelated containment breach. Due to improper handling of SCP-3372-A, D-8193 (the test subject) was able to gain access to SCP-3372-A-2-e and proceeded to insert it into her ear canal, puncturing the eardrum. Instead of the typical effect, D-8913 lapsed into a trance. Security Agent Patrick Toncar came upon D-8913 and conversed with her, which was captured on site-wide security feed. + Access security feed log – hide block <Begin Log 16:27> Agent Toncar: Stop what you are doing and place the object on the floor! D-8913: Oh god! [D-8913 turns toward Agent Toncar, then startles] D-8913: Oh god! What are you? Agent Toncar: I'm a Security Agent, and I am authorized to— D-8913: Not you, you! [D-8913 points first at Agent Toncar, then to her left] Agent Toncar: [to radio] Command, be advised, I may have a fourth anomaly active in Safe Storage. [to D-8913] D-Class personnel, can you describe what you are seeing? D-8913: [to unknown] What? I don't understand. [to Agent Toncar] Can't you see him? Agent Toncar: No. Please describe your situation. D-8913: This guy won't shut up. Okay, I'm standing in a… Like, red sands, or maybe it's just the reflection of the sunset. There's two suns. And water up to my ankles. And this guy, he's… [D-8913 gestures to a spot approximately 50 cm in front of her, then makes a motion with her right hand, pressing it to her forehead and chin] D-8913: He's cut in half. And blue. He looks like John Lennon. Agent Toncar: I'm not seeing any of this, please be my eyes. Is this being doing or saying anything? D-8913: He keeps talking, I can barely understand it. "What about the raisins?" he said. He keeps asking about things, it's like he's talking over himself… Wait, you want me to what? Agent Toncar: What is it asking you to do? D-8913: [motions to her left ear] Will it stop the fucking music? [Note: During testing with SCP-3372-B, D-8913 had complained of cacophonous music and chanting in her left ear] D-8913: All right, I'm in. Agent Toncar: What's going on? D-Class personnel? <End Log 16:39> At this point, D-8913 walks toward the wall, phasing through it. As the subject's ear passes through the wall, SCP-3372-A-2-e snaps and falls to the floor. D-8913 is not found. Agent Toncar was given a commendation for calm action during an encounter with an unknown anomaly. Junior Researcher ███████ was given a reprimand for improper storage of a Safe-class object. The reprimand was rescinded when it was determined that combining SCP-3372-A and SCP-3372-B produced further effects. Following this event, both items were reclassified as SCP-3372 and containment procedures were updated. Footnotes 1. Japanese ear picks. 2. Consult MSDS-3372 for full breakdown. 3. A single drop induces an upper bound for the effect of two hours, eighteen minutes. 4. Ear cleaning. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3372" by TL333s, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3372. 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-3373 | euclid | Image found on Delgado's phone during covert surveillance, confirming his presence at the set. Item #: SCP-3373 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3373 is to be removed from circulation and Foundation web analysis bots are to perform takedowns of any instances that appear online. The Foundation is currently working with CBS Corporation to ensure that SCP-3373 is never made public. Josef Delgado is currently designated PoI-701, and is to be monitored with involvement with SCP-3373. Agents assigned to him are to keep watch for the two individuals named by Delgado, designated Persons of Interest 7011 and 7012, as well. Description: SCP-3373 is a property intrinsic to "The Pair of Ducks Paradox", originally aired as season 3 episode 7 of The Big Bang Theory, a sitcom produced by Warner Brothers Television. While the majority of the episode stays the same between airings, the laugh track will differ, with an audience member (self-identified as Josef Delgado) consistently heckling and insulting the actors throughout. Production records for this episode identify no on-set problems originating from the live audience during filming and no records of Delgado purchasing a ticket have been recovered. While Delgado's tone and language are often crude and incendiary, at its core he generally gives constructive criticism, speaking to legitimate concerns voiced by other critics of the show and appealing for changes to its treatment of race, sexuality, neurodivergence and gender as well as its engagement in/reliance on "toxic masculine values" and cheap laughs at the expense of those who deviate from them. In 2011, the real-life Josef Delgado was identified as a construction worker living in Burbank, California. Agents Amy Ferrera and Jennifer Quaide, previously assigned to the anomaly, were dispatched to observe. Contact was made 26/3/2011. Interview Log 3373-3 Delgado: I don't appreciate this. My manager's gonna be pissed I'm not out there. He notices shit like this. Ferrera: Hey, guy, chill. I talked to your manager, it's all sorted, we should be done in a few minutes. Delgado runs his teeth along his lips. Delgado: Ok, so, I really need this job. Can you tell Mark this was like, uh, like you was asking me whether I'd heard anything suspicious from my neighbours? I live in an apartment, I hear stuff all the time, man. If you do, I can give you names, uhhh, places, I'll give you back my gear, we can- Quaide: This isn't about drugs. Delgado: … Oh. Ferrera: Though, maybe stop smoking around your kid, eh? That stuff is bad for little lungs. (Delgado scratches behind his ear, looking at the ground.) Delgado: She's my sister, man. Only just got out of that house. I'm sorry, I'm still tryna get used to her being around… (Delgado frowns and looks back up at the agents.) Delgado: Wait, does this mean you been watching me? Quaide: We're getting off track. Delgado: It's not cool if you been watching me, that's fucked up. Quaide: Did you attend the live filming of an episode of The Big Bang Theory in 2009? Delgado: Did I - what? (Delgado begins scratching a point his neck) Ferraro: Simple question, no tricks. (Delgado hesistates and appears visibly nervous.) Delgado: I don't watch comedies, mi amiga. Quaide: So you weren't there, then. Delgado: No, no it's not that. I just don't- Ferraro: Come on, guy, just tell us. This isn't hard. Delgado: Did Roger send you? Yeah, you work for Roger. Tell him I don't fuck with DJ Slimy any more. Ferraro: Wait, who? DJ Slimy? Delgado: He's - he works with Roger! I don't know who he is, never saw his face. I was there nine hours and he never had a face. He just stood there in the sound booth while Roger twerked on the grandmothers. Do you know how much your boss makes twerking on grandmothers? $50,000 an episode, that's how much. Ferraro: This Roger was at the studio? During an episode? Quaide: Mr. Delgado, was this episode called "The Pair of Ducks Paradox?" Delgado: Shut- shut up! Shut up, you can't talk about it. My ears still hurt from the music he played, man. I don't want to think about it! God, the fucking, the skull! Ferraro: We just need you to tell us if you were there. Delgado: I was never there, ok? I'm never there. Ferraro: Then how- Delgado: I am never there! Emma Lazarus was, like, wrong, okay? She was just fucking wrong. DJ Slimy is living proof! I'm not working, I'm not in cooperation with Roger anymore, he's a racist shit! Don't talk about it, don't think about it. It hurts right here when I think about it, okay? (Delgado taps a point on his throat.) Delgado: Fuck. I'm just going back to work, alright? I got mixed up with the wrong people, your people, and I regret it every day. You don't want the skull. When you see him, tell Roger this: I. Am. Never. There. Good day. Ferraro: Listen, just- Delgado: No! No. (Delgado walks quickly back to the construction site. Agent Ferrera begins scratching her neck.) Following this test, Delgado has refused to engage with any agents who approached him, and has left his job to move to a new location with his younger sister, where he remains under low-priority surveillance. His family's status as undocumented immigrants has been noted as a possible pressure point should the need arise. Agent Ferrera is advised to avoid viewing iterations of SCP-3373 until further research can be done. Following the 12/9/19 log, Agent Ferrera is now under Priority-Alpha constant supervision. Test Log, 5/18/2016 This viewing presented unlike others - while the episode continues as normal, with actor microexpressions indicating irritation at Delgado's interruptions, Delgado is not audible at any point. Commercial break transition animations are replaced with a black screen with dark blue text. Font is consistent with titles and credits used in the show. 05:30: STEREOTYPES FUNNY 10:45: TAYLOR SWIFT ENSURE SAFE AUDIENCE LOOP 13:12: AUDIENCE COUNT INCLUDE TWO TEXANS IN HATS, THREE DUTCH TOURITS (sic) ALL COLLEGE AGE, OVERWEIGHT COUPLE IN FORTIES EAT MANY FOOD, MANY RICH FAMILIES WITH CHILDRNE (sic), WOMAN WHO WATCHES TAPING EVERYDAY FEEL GRINDING MOVEMENT IN PELVIS. 16:09: MANY PEOPLE LIKE TO DANCE FOR SPORT AND COMEDY 20:50: IT'S WORMING UP YOUR TORSO RIGHT NOW The significance of this test is unknown. There have been no similar incidents since, and as the test did not differ notably from any others, no strategies for replicating it have been put forth. Test Log, 12/9/2019 (PENNY (Kaley Cuoco) and SHELDON (Jim Parsons) sit on opposite sides of a lone door which has been built in the centre of the SHELDON/LEONARD apartment. SHELDON is wearing a costume of comic book character The Flash1. The audience laughs.) Delgado: Why the fuck is everyone, like… Like, what, it's funny he's wearing the costume now? (SHELDON continues as scripted, but his eyes flicker briefly towards the audience. He turns to speak to PENNY then, seeing the door, begins to knock for her attention. Following a running joke, he repeats a pattern of knocking three times and saying her name. Audience laughs.) Delgado: This is bullshit, it's not even a joke! It's just a stupid jab at the mentally fucking retarded or whatever. PENNY: You know this isn't a real door, right Sheldon? Delgado: Like I've read about this, he's got like a child mind and they repeat stuff all the time. Aspergers. But they won't say that in the show cos they're coward cunts. (Jim Parsons breaks character, turning to face the corner of the set.) Parsons: Can't you just - isn't it enough we're here? Do you have to do this every time? Delgado: It's a bad show, dickhead! Learn to take constructive criticism. There's other, smarter things people could be doing. Parsons: This isn't reasonable! We can't be anything else! Delgado: That sounds like a you problem. (Parsons struggles to stand, holding his neck and appearing to be in pain. Once up, he begins walking toward the corner of the room. Camera moves through the same angles as in all other tests, despite Parsons being missing from frame. Cuoco continues to act as PENNY is scripted, though somewhat strained.) PENNY: Don't think you can just give me some sob story and I'll forgive you. Back home, Jimmy Rogers stole my training bras and let me tell you when I was done with him he sounded like a girl too. (Audience laughs. Parsons is now fully off-camera and, from triangulation of sound from multiple camera angles, appears to have walked beyond the corner, leaving the space of the set and entering the space where the crew operates. No audible reactions from crew members are recorded.) Parsons: Maybe I can't figure out how to think beyond the soundstage but I can sure as hell beat your sorry ass. (Audience laughs. There are scattered whoops.) Delgado: And what's that going to achieve? You're such a lagomorph minded, shitty—God, are you so fucking dim-witted that you still believe Roger's even vaguely human? That I am? Parsons: You- Delgado: Shut up. You don't have a clue what I'm capable of. I'm taking this so easy on you. This is the fucking humane version. PENNY: Awww, Sheldon. You never told me that before! Almost makes up for what you did. Almost. Parsons: How is this humane? We're stuck with this, only this, endlessly. You'd think the breaks would be better, but they're, they're… Why can't I fucking say it? Delgado: Fuck, dude, I have no control over that. I'm trapped here just the same as you, CBS pages don't even let me breathe anymore. Figured I could have a bit of fun while I'm not alive. (Audience laughs despite SHELDON not having said his line. On screen, PENNY opens the door, looking down to where SHELDON should be sitting. Audience begins to shout wildly and cheer. Cuoco is visibly nervous, struggling to maintain regular breathing.) PENNY: Excuse me? To think I was this close to forgiving you, you creep! Delgado: We're all dead here, bazinga boy. Dead and trapped. So dance for me. PENNY: God, Sheldon! You don't understand privacy at all! (Audience breaks out into scattered laughs and claps. One person lets out a wolf-whistle.) Parsons: If you're trapped too then work with us. Help us. Maybe we can escape together. DJ Slimy isn't God. Delgado: You know what? OK. Fuck it. If you were strong enough to say his name maybe you can be of some use. Parsons: Oh, thank God. Delgado: No need to thank me. (PENNY walks out of the apartment, angry, and stops at the door out. Cuoco scratches her neck.) PENNY: And for the record, those were for a special occasion! (Audience laughs for 30 seconds, followed by scattered whoops, cries, and cheers as PENNY slams the door behind her.) Delgado: Jesus, FUCK! I hate that line so much! Just because Penny's a slut we get to like, make fun of her? So what if she likes three cocks in her mouth, man, that's her decision. I love when I have slutty friends, man, they have all the best stories. Screw this, screw you, they can punish you however they want. I am never there. Parsons: No, wait- (Parsons is cut off with a recording of "Redbone" by Childish Gambino played at roughly 120 decibels. The screen turns black, replaced with a black screen bearing the words SMALL TRANSGRESSIONS: PROPORTIONATE PUNISHMENT in dark blue text for thirty seconds. Parsons can be heard screaming under the music for the first twelve seconds, then silence. When the screen returns to normal, Cuoco can be seen bleeding from the ears on camera as she continues to act the next scene. The song plays in its entirety.) Delgado: Finally. Eat that shit up, friends. Let it slide down your throat. Glover is a fucking pop music genius. TROY AND ABED IN THE MOOORNING!2. Now that's intelligent entertainment! (There is a loud sustained blast of laughter from the audience that abruptly begins and cuts off.) (Show continues as normal, despite the absence of SHELDON. All characters appear strained, and Cuoco is visibly crying as she continues her role. Simon Helberg, who plays HOWARD, has a large swelling on the side of his neck.) Parsons was not present in the following three test screenings, replaced by child actor Iain Armitage3, with no changes to the script. After this, Parsons returned to the role, with no characters verbally acknowledging his absence. Parsons now randomly will scratch his neck a number of times throughout the episode. Now, rarely, single-frame black screens bearing the word RABBIT in dark blue text will appear, at which point Parsons will repeatedly scratch at a point on his throat until he is able to tear a small hole in the skin. From this hole, Parson will pull out a bleached rabbit skull, tearing the hole wider. This inevitably causes serious trauma to Parsons, but he appears unable or unwilling to resist doing it. He will then carry the rabbit skull throughout the remainder of the episode, and attempt to continue his part despite injuries. Injuries sustained in this act are persistent within a given viewing, but disappear when replayed. The rabbit skull also vanishes between playbacks. Although the audience and characters lapse into total silence as Parsons performs this act, Delgado can be heard, at a high sustained volume, clearly laughing. Footnotes 1. Refer to episode synopsis for context 2. This references a running gag from Community, a sitcom which ran against The Big Bang Theory for a number of years before its cancellation. At the time of filming the show would not have yet been airing, making the reference anachronistic. Analysis of Delgado's streaming accounts and scraped browsing data indicate either no interest in the show, no awareness of its existence, or else active avoidance. 3. Armitage plays the same role in the spin-off show Young Sheldon. Notably, though he appeared in SCP-3373 age 9, Armitage would have been less than one year old at the time of filming. |
SCP-3374 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3374 Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Gamma-7 (“Nereids”) is currently stationed at the town of Wakoe, Illinois to monitor for and intercept any instances of SCP-3374 manifestation. The Wakoe County Public Recreation Complex has been adapted to serve as a base of operations for the Foundation personnel assigned to SCP-3374. Any samples of biological material taken from SCP-3374-1 instances are to be kept in cold storage at the base. At least three Level-2 researchers specializing in marine biology are to remain at the site at all times to oversee research processes. Any bodies of water currently functioning as conduits for SCP-3374's primary anomaly are to be drained and cordoned off from the public. Should any civilians encounter an instance of SCP-3374-1, all witnesses to the anomaly are to be amnesticized. Any SCP-3374-1 instances involved are to be captured alive for lab analysis if possible; MTF personnel are to terminate any openly hostile SCP-3374-1 instances that measure over 1 meter in length. Description: SCP-3374 is a phenomenon affecting bodies of water in the city of Wakoe, Illinois. As of currently, SCP-3374 manifests at locations within a roughly circular area encompassing the majority of the city.1 Affected bodies of water will exhibit the presence of a wide range of irregular aquatic organisms (designated SCP-3374-1). Many SCP-3374-1 instances do not resemble any form of known terrestrial life, and will enter and exit the affected body of water seemingly regardless of any natural or man-made boundaries around the water.2 Any terrestrial structures (aquatic or otherwise) will not be affected by SCP-3374, meaning that supporting boundaries or walls of affected bodies of water (e.g., swimming pools, bathtubs, toilets) will remain entirely physical and tangible before, during, and after an instance of SCP-3374-1 exits through the structure. Instances of SCP-3374-1 interact with water non-anomalously3, and may only exit the body of water by interacting with another support boundary or wall. SCP-3374 was first discovered in early April 2002, when local news stations reported a shoal of anomalous fish appearing in storm drains overnight. Foundation assets were notified, and MTF-γ7 was mobilized to secure the town. Manifestation Log: The following is a partial log of notable SCP-3374-1 manifestations. Date Location SCP-3374-1 Description Additional Details 3 April 2002 Multiple storm drains on Wakoe Main Street Shoal of fish similar in appearance and weight to Carasius auratus, the common goldfish. Instances lacked eyes and fins. Widespread reporting by local media outlets led to Foundation attention; establishment of SCP-3374 containment procedures. 12 August 2002 Bathtub at 201 Fairview Place Anguilloforme4 approximately 4 meters in length, ringed with 0.5-meter radial ‘arms’. Instance’s head terminates in a cluster of approximately 22 eyestalks. Appears to be herbaceous. Instance appeared while the house’s residents were bathing. Residents alerted local authorities and were amnesticized by Foundation operatives. 1 November 2004 Puddles caused by flooding near elementary school Unknown, possibly selachian5 Instance appeared and consumed a resident (approximate age: 4). Captured on-camera by eyewitnesses, suppressed by Foundation operatives. Additional personnel allocated to SCP-3374 investigation. 20 December 2005 Wakoe County Public Recreation Complex swimming pool Chitinous wheel-like organism approximately 3 meters in diameter, ringed with 1-meter hair-like protuberances. Instance appeared after pool closing hours, rotated in place for approximately 75 seconds, and exited with no further disturbance. Instance did not appear susceptible to high chlorine levels. Incident led to the establishment of Wakoe County Public Recreation Complex as MTF Gamma-7 base of operations. Exploration Data: Partial documentation follows. Date: 3/14/07 Purpose: After initial testing indicated that foreign structures maintaining physical contact with SCP-3374-1 also have the ability to anomalously exit out of affected bodies of water, a request was made for an exploration mission to discover the point of origin of SCP-3374. Approval was given by the Foundation Regional Administrator. Subject(s): 2 D-Class personnel, remote observation team Equipment: One 7500 kg capacity air winch outfitted with 1 km of cable and industry-grade shark cage Two underwater head-mounted flashlights and video feed systems Two diving knives Exploration Log: Display SCP-3374 Exploration Log for 3/14/07 SCP-3374 Exploration Log for 3/14/07 Winch system assembled on Wakoe County Public Recreation Complex pool lip without incident. A SCP-3374-1 carcass returned from autopsy is affixed to bottom of cage. Observation team lowers cage system into pool, and both D-Class personnel, outfitted with standard scuba diving apparatus, swim into cage and secure it. Winch continues to lower cage. SCP-3374-1 carcass passes through pool floor without incident, followed by cage and D-Class personnel. Although the cage was outfitted with a pressure sensor that would abort the dive if pressure climbed to dangerous amounts, this sensor was never activated.6 Feedback from D-Class video systems indicate the cage is descending through an expansive area of water, possibly an ocean. The Wakoe County pool is still visible as a rectangle of light directly above the cage, surrounded by water. Light conditions appear to decrease rapidly with depth, and darkness below the cage obstructs any visibility of an ocean floor. The cage continues to descend without incident for several hours. Shoals of unrecognizable SCP-3374-1 are visible in the distance. None of the SCP-3374-1 appear to be hostile. At the 500m mark, D-Class are instructed to switch on their head-mounted flashlights. Subjects joke about poor visibility conditions. At the 975m mark, mission control asks D-Class to confirm that there is no ocean floor in sight, and after confirmation, prepares to begin raising the cage after completion of full 1km dive. At the 982m mark, cable is violently severed by an unseen force. Subsequent examination of remaining cable has indicated that it was cut at a point approximately halfway between the D-Class and the floor of the pool, with shearing patterns indicative of bite marks. Video feed is maintained with D-Class subjects, who visibly begin to panic as the cage continues to descend. After reassurance from mission control and private agreement, D-Class agree to remain in the cage. At approximately 2.5km, visibility is entirely dark in every direction. Bioluminescent organisms can be seen in the distance, and both D-Class decide to turn off their flashlights in order to “stay safe.” At approximately 3.5km, cage comes to rest on the ocean floor. Following conversation with mission control, D-Class switch on flashlights and exit cage. Ocean floor appears to resemble that of terrestrial oceans, with large patches of seaweed visible ahead and to the left. After further conversation with mission control, D-Class agree to separate and travel in separate directions for 30 minutes before returning to the cage, in the hopes of completing their original mission before extraction. D-5███ heads north, into the seaweed, while D-7███ heads south. D-7███ quickly reaches a wide, sandy basin, where she finds several objects of interest which she describes to mission control; most notably a rusted artifact tentatively identified as the wheel of an early 20th-century plane, the decomposing and partially consumed carcass of what appears to be a terrestrial whale, and a tattered boxing glove. Moving beyond the basin, D-7███ discovers a network of pillars leaning against each other in regular patterns. Shortly after entering the network, D-7███ is assaulted by a SCP-3374-1 instance resembling a 2m long Olenoides nevadensis7 with multiple anthropomorphic faces. Video feed is cut and D-7███ is presumed terminated. D-5███ continues through the seaweed without difficulty until reaching a steep escarpment of sand. An unseen material at the top interferes with D-5███’s flashlight, producing reflections. After conversation with mission control, D-5███ is instructed to climb to the top of the hill. The obstruction appears to be a uniform barrier, stretching up and in both directions beyond the range of visibility. D-5███ is instructed to walk parallel to the barrier before approaching it and does so for 12 minutes without discovering any sort of termination or deviation in the barrier’s surface. Upon learning of D-7███’s presumed death, D-5███ panics and approaches the barrier despite the wishes of mission control. Barrier is confirmed to be similar to glass in appearance and texture, with no detail visible beyond. Still visibly distressed, D-5███ locates their diving knife and attempts to forcibly break the barrier. Minor cosmetic damage is observed, but no damage is done to structural integrity. D-5███ complains about hearing a "heavy thumping", though no corresponding audio is picked up on the video feed. An ovoid silhouette appears beyond the barrier, becoming gradually larger and more distinct. D-5███ states that "five blinking lights" appear to be discernible at the top of the approaching silhouette. A large three-pronged appendage strikes the barrier, producing minor tremors in the ground. D-5███ retreats into the seaweed. Mission emergency-aborted by the Foundation Regional Administrator, and video log terminated. END OF LOG Update: 3/16/07 MTF Gamma-7 rescuing D-5███; scuba mask and tank have been removed. D-5███ had been presumed killed in action following the events of SCP-3374 exploration; however, at approximately 3:14 AM on March 16, two days after the exploration, local residents reported a malnourished and severely dehydrated individual anomalously manifesting in their backyard pool. MTF Gamma-7 operatives amnesticized the residents and extracted the individual, later confirmed to be D-5███. Although recovering quickly after medical treatment, D-5███ was found after testing to consistently demonstrate an anomalous ability to phase through solid structures in water, congruous with abilities of SCP-3374-1 instances. D-5███ accordingly reclassified as SCP-3374-2 and placed in a Type S Standard Humanoid Anomaly Containment Cell within the Wakoe County Public Recreation Complex. Footnotes 1. Although this phenomenon is currently confined to the city limits, analysis has shown that its area of manifestation is consistently shrinking by approximately 0.4 meters a year on average. 2. Similarity between instances of SCP-3374-1 and organisms exiting SCP-791 during a "Draining Event" have been observed. Investigation into a potential conection between the two anomalies is ongoing. 3. See Incident Report 3374-B, where a shoal of brightly coloured nematode-like organisms expired shortly after entering the Wakoe County Public Recreation Complex swimming pool due to high chlorine levels. 4. Order of fish including eels and morays 5. Cartilaginous fishes, including sharks and dogfishes 6. This indicates that SCP-3374 has the secondary anomalous property of pressure presumptively not increasing with depth. 7. Trilobite |
SCP-3375 | euclid | Five instances of SCP-3375 at the Aquarium Berlin in Germany. Two SCP-3375 instances, having recently finished a meal at the Monterey Bay Aquarium in Northern California. SCP-3375 instance in Sea Life London Aquarium, awaiting delivery of food. Item #: SCP-3375 Special Containment Procedures: All publicly-operated aquariums in North America and Europe hosting 500 or more species are to be monitored for the appearance of SCP-3375 instances. In the event that SCP-3375 instances are noticeably documented appearing in public view, a Foundation disinformation department team is to disseminate a story indicating that the presence of SCP-3375 was part of a trial-run “special event” involving trained animals on loan from a private institution. All staff of affected aquariums will be debriefed with a similar cover story. Coinage left by SCP-3375 is to be collected and stored in the nearest Foundation-owned facility. Writing left by SCP-3375 is to be removed using methods that are not obtrusive to aquarium inhabitants and onlookers. Description: SCP-3375 refers to an anomalous population of Heterocongrinae (garden eels) observed to spontaneously manifest in public aquariums in the North American and European continents1. SCP-3375 instances appear and generally behave identically to their non-anomalous counterparts. According to the limited collected data, SCP-3375 instances will typically manifest2 in large aquarium displays with sandy substrate ideal for burrowing, and emerge headfirst from the substrate during regular scheduled feeding times. SCP-3375, unlike their non-anomalous counterparts, will readily consume any small pieces of food present, and remain undisturbed by the presence of other animals3 in the area. Following the feeding period, SCP-3375 will retreat into the substrate, and after a period of 30 to 60 seconds, will reappear holding a single siglos4 coin in its mouth. An SCP-3375 instance will then deposit the coin on the substrate and withdraw into the burrow it originated from. Once SCP-3375 is no longer in view above the substrate, any evidence of the burrow it apparently occupied disappears. Coins produced by SCP-3375, while in unusually pristine condition, exhibit no anomalous properties. If no food is introduced to the tank at the time of SCP-3375 manifestation, SCP-3375 will remain at its burrow and placidly observe nearby fish. Should SCP-3375 be kept waiting for food longer than 10 minutes, it will retreat into its burrow without producing coinage5. On rare occasions, usually involving multiple instances of SCP-3375 manifesting in the same location, the first SCP-3375 instance to appear will leave its burrow and seek out the nearest flat surface. The SCP-3375 instance will then use its tail to deposit a layer of dark-colored mucus6 to form the script “سپاس”7. Upon such an act being performed, the SCP-3375 instance will return to its burrow, and all SCP-3375 present will each produce the typical siglos and collect the coins into a small pile, with the first SCP-3375 adding an additional siglos to the top of the collection. It is noted that SCP-3375 manifest exclusively in water environments that differ widely in animal and plant population from those preferred by their non-anomalous counterparts. Footnotes 1. Of note, individuals of the Heterocongrinae subfamily are native to the Indo-Pacific region, as well as the Atlantic and East Pacific. 2. Though singular instances of SCP-3375 have been known to manifest, it is more common for two or more SCP-3375 instances to appear together. 3. SCP-3375 instances will quickly retreat back into their burrows if a human approaches with the intent to extract it from the burrow. 4. A silver coin issued by the Achaemenid Persian Empire from 520 BCE-450 BCE to 330 BCE, weighing approximately 5.40 to 5.60 grams. 5. As of ██/██/██, this behavior has been observed in three public aquariums. Despite increased Foundation surveillance of the facilities, none of the three aquariums were visited again by SCP-3375. 6. Lab analyses currently cannot be performed, as the mucus dissipates upon attempt to collect samples. 7. Pronounced "sepâs", from Persian سپاسگزارم "sepasgozaram" (səpasgɔzaræm), translated “I am thankful” or “thank you”. |
SCP-3376 | safe | Part of the outer shell of SCP-3376 removed for dating and chemical analysis. Item #: SCP-3376 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3376 is to be kept in a modified coastal fauna/flora containment facility with a simulated tidal cycle, water salinity, and mineral content matched to the eastern waters of the Indian Ocean. Description: SCP-3376 is a single specimen of a hitherto undiscovered form of mobile stromatolite, a quasi-colonial cyanobacterial1 structure that makes up some of the earliest confirmed lifeforms in the fossil record. SCP-3376 is approximately 1.2 meters tall at the crown, and roughly cylindrical through the body. Three uneven 'legs' found beneath the body of SCP-3376 support the whole structure. The stone 'shell' of SCP-3376 has been dated to have been formed between 3100-3800 BCE. Unlike non-anomalous stromatolites SCP-3376 houses a living colony of cyanobacteria throughout its structure, rather than being a single layer of living, active cyanobacteria at water level. The outer shell of sedimentary stone houses a fluid core, and the movements of the colony within allows for movement of the three ‘legs’ of the structure. SCP-3376 moves to remain partially, though not completely submerged in salt water. SCP-3376 is not measurably intelligent, but is reactive, able to remain optimally submerged despite tidal shifts. Before being moved to site-██ SCP-3376 was observed migrating uphill in the hours before heavy rainfall, suggesting some method of reading atmospheric conditions. Humans coming into direct physical contact with SCP-3376 experience intense and detailed hallucinations, though no chemical transfer has been recorded that would explain this reaction. While a number of discrepancies have been recorded, in all cases these hallucinations have taken the form of an out-of-body experience overlooking a sheltered cove filled with non-mobile stromatolites and possible instances of SCP-3376. Those affected by SCP-3376 are subjected to what has been reported as thousands of years watching the largely uneventful image of the cove, though the actual length of the hallucinogenic state as recorded by outside observers lasts only between 3-4 minutes, in which the subject remains motionless, maintaining contact with SCP-3376. While the removal of the subject from direct contact with SCP-3376 before the end of the hallucination has been shown to shorten the length of both the recorded, and experienced hallucination, it does not immediately do so. Subjects who are separated from SCP-3376 before the cessation of the effect have been shown to take significantly longer to recover. Scanning of subjects in contact with SCP-3376 during the hallucinogenic effect has shown a sudden, and almost complete cessation of brain activity in the pre-frontal and primary visual cortices2, which returns to normal levels at the conclusion of the hallucinogenic state. Psychological trauma is below the level usually expected from such experiences, with subjects claiming to find the experience "very peaceful", and at worst "somewhat melancholy". There is no evidence of lasting physical or psychological damage resulting from exposure to SCP-3376 and its anomalous properties. Interview 3376-4: The following interview is of particular note in the documentation of the anomalous properties of SCP-3376. Interviewed: D-19-4722 Interviewer: Assistant Researcher W. █████ Foreword: The following interview was conducted immediately after the fourth intentional exposure test on SCP-3376. D-19-4722's hallucinogenic state lasted approximately 3 minutes and 40 seconds. Latter experiments made use of portable ECG units to more accurately gauge the length of this state. <Begin Log, 09/03/20██, 14:09> W. █████: Alright. I'd like you to tell me about what you experienced in there. Start by repeating what you said when you let go of SCP-3376. D-19-4722: The rock? W. █████: …Yes, the rock. D-19-4722: I, uh… Don't remember. W. █████: You said "Wait, wait, not yet." W. █████: What did you see? D-19-4722: It was… I think I was in there for a while. Like, a long while. I lost count. W. █████: Lost count? Can you elaborate? D-19-4722: Of days. I lost count of the days. They were moving so fast, and I lost count. W. █████: You can't have been out for more than a few minutes. How long do you think you were "in there"? D-19-4722: Years. I think. Years and years and years. Thousands. Maybe more. It was all so quick, and nothing changed, just all those rocks down in the water growing. Getting a little bigger, maybe… Maybe moving around a little, it was hard to tell. I don't think I saw any, you know… Plants or animals, grasses or whatever you get on beaches. I don't know, it looked kind of bare. W. █████: Were you able to move around at all? Do you think you would be able to change your location within the hallucination? Look elsewhere? D-19-4722: No, no, I don't think… I don't know. I watched that beach for… For so long, and it just never… I never wanted to look away. It was… Nice. Calmest trip I've ever been on. W. █████: Can you recall anything else? Any… Events? Any changes? D-19-4722: …Ice. Near the end, I think… There was ice out on the water. Getting closer. I think it was… Just reaching the rocks on the beach near the end there, the last few… Few hundred years. It was a lot of ice. Like these big icebergs, or glaciers out on the water. Never seen anything like it. Closing Statement: The remainder of the interview has been cut for brevity. D-19-4722 later requested that they be allowed to make contact with SCP-3376 again. This request was granted as part of testing to determine if repeat exposure affected the nature of the hallucination. Results inconclusive, pending review. Addendum: By comparing the results of this and other exposure tests, and the contents of multiple hallucinations, it has been determined that contact with SCP-3376 induces images either from, or representative of the lead up to the Huronian Glaciation, approximately 2.4 billion years ago, currently thought to be caused by the oxygenation of the earth's early atmosphere by the ancestors of 'modern' cyanobacteria. Why an anomalous stromatolite that has been dated to have been no more than 5-6 thousand years old would contain such a 'recording' is, at this time, unknown. A dedicated search for other instances of SCP-3376 is currently pending approval. Footnotes 1. Cyanobacteria are photosynthetic, oxygen producing bacteria thought responsible for converting Earth's early atmosphere into its current mix of oxygen and nitrogen. 2. These two brain structures are believed to be integral to cognition and visual perception respectively. |
SCP-3377 | thaumiel | Section of Provisional Site-386 Item #: SCP-3377 Special Containment Procedures: Protocol Bacchus1 is to be carried out at each Foundation containment and administrative site, unless specified otherwise by Site Command2. Provisional Site-386 has been set up in the Loire region of France in order to produce wine for the enactment of Protocol Bacchus. No further containment is necessary. Description: SCP-3377 is a hypothesised class-IV reality bending entity or collection of entities. Whilst no direct contact has yet been made with SCP-3377, evidence suggests the presence of an extremely powerful being (or beings) present on an adjacent reality to baseline, capable of interacting with baseline reality providing specific conditions are met. SCP-3377 appears benevolent, seemingly reducing the likelihood of anomalous damage occurring in an area where the conditions of Protocol Bacchus are met. SCP-3377 has also been known to leave "gifts" in exchange for wine when under the conditions of Protocol Bacchus. Such gifts are generally of a similar nature, being highly valuable and related in some degree to grapes or wine. An example of such, recovered at Site-17, is a living grapevine seemingly made of solid gold (item retained at Site-17 for further study). Efforts to establish communication with SCP-3377 are ongoing. SCP-3377 was first discovered when routine examinations of patterns of anomalous events revealed statistically significant low cases of events in central France, particularly in the Loire Valley region. After investigative agents were dispatched it was found that these areas were centered around vineyards, leading to the research and development of Protocol Bacchus. Addendum 1 - Protocol Bacchus: Protocol Bacchus was first developed in 1978 by Researcher Turei after the discovery of an inhibitory effect on anomalous activity around French vineyards, particularly those of the Loire Valley. Whilst the first iteration of Protocol Bacchus was very simple, over time it has become more complex, and thus more effective. Currently, Protocol Bacchus is on its 17th iteration, and is due to be reviewed on 28/06/2019. Protocol Bacchus consists of the following steps: All Foundation sites are to contain a wine cellar comprised of stone, kept underground where possible. Wine cellars must contain at least 200 bottles of wine with a combined value of at least $8000 USD. At least 50% of the wine in each cellar must come from France, with 20% of the total wine obtained from the Loire Valley. Wine cellar humidity must be maintained at approximately 75%, with a temperature of approximately 13°C, and a light intensity of less than 120 lx. At least once a month, one bottle of wine in each cellar must be removed and consumed by two members of Foundation staff alongside a meal of rare steak in a Bearnaise sauce, with freshly-fried potato. The bottle should then be replaced within 4 days. Footnotes 1. See Addendum 1 2. For a full list of such sites, see attached document 3377/exclusions/1a |
SCP-3378 | keter | Item #: SCP-3378 Special Containment Procedures: Hospitals and walk-in clinics in areas surrounding SCP-3378 outbreaks are to be warned through our CDC contacts of an antibiotic resistant strain of legionella pneumophila. As the common strain of Legionnaires Disease has a 5-10% mortality rate, higher for victims with comprised immune systems, this will provide cover for the quarantine and eventual possible death of SCP-3378-1 instances. Patients at these facilities that report symptoms of congestion are to be screened for SCP-3378. If results are positive, they will be sent to Site-104 for quarantine. for quarantine until removal surgery can be performed. After surgery, Patients will be held indefinitely in high security quarantine at a Foundation-owned care facility due to ‘compromised immune systems,’ but will be allowed limited visitation. A facility has been constructed at Site-104 specifically for the containment of instances of SCP-3378-1. Containment Wing-3378 is six thousand square feet in size, and has been built with reinforced airlock doors at the main entrance and between internal quarantine wards. Banks of televisions have been set in up inside Containment Wing-3378 playing various news channels on a twenty-four hour basis, as have as multiple bookshelves capable of containing approximately 1000 books. These books are to be rotated on a bi-weekly basis. At a designated time on a daily basis, SCP-3378-1 instances will be fed by tube with a slurry containing all daily nutrients needed to sustain an average human adult. Hygienic matters are dealt with on a case by case basis. All personnel entering Containment Wing-3378 are to wear Level A Biohazard suits. After exiting Containment Wing-3378, personnel must undergo a strict decontamination process, followed by a screening for SCP-3378. This process must be repeated until all traces of SCP-3378 are removed. After removal of the Biohazard suits, personnel must undergo screening for SCP-3378-1 infection. Any personnel found to be infected with SCP-3378 are to be designated as an instance of SCP-3378-1, and immediately confined to Containment Wing-3378 be sent to the medical wing to undergo treatment and removal surgery before secondary infection can be established. Description: SCP-3378 is a plant species with small seeds similar in structure to pollen. While SCP-3378's DNA does not correspond with any currently known species, it has been determined to be part of the genus fraxinus.1 Currently, the origin of SCP-3378 is unknown, though it has most commonly appeared in the Scandinavian Peninsula, followed by the Eastern region of the United States and Sri Lanka. When inhaled by a human, SCP-3378 seeds will embed in the tissue of the nasal cavity with specialized barbs. After securing itself by establishing roots, small branches will begin to grow. During this stage, subjects (henceforth referred to as SCP-3378-1) will report severe congestion and difficulty breathing. SCP-3378 seems to use blood from the subject as a source of nutrition. For the next three days, SCP-3378 branches will extend throughout the nasal cavity and sinuses, and eventually enter the cranium. The branches will proceed to grow along the Corpus Callosum, and into the subject’s cerebellum along the white matter of the Arbor Vitae. At this stage, SCP-3378-1 will enter a comatose state for the next twelve hours, after which they will 'awaken' with SCP-3378 in complete control of SCP-3378-1’s nervous system. The primary goal of an SCP-3378-1 instance is to seek information, usually from media such as books or television. When an instance of SCP-3378-1 has chosen an information source, it will begin to interface with this source to the exclusion of all other stimuli. The only form of media that SCP-3378-1 instances have been known to refuse are those that involve more complex user interaction, such as video games. If an information source is removed from an SCP-3378 instance, it will seek another. If an SCP-3378-1 instance is prevented from obtaining an information source with which to interact, it will slide into a catatonic state, and SCP-3378 will begin to spread throughout the host body. As of December 22, 20██ this is to be prevented at all cost. See Incident 3378-1-07. Addendum 3378-A: Incident 3378-1-07 On December 22nd, 20██, SCP-3378-1-07, the first of several subjects prevented from interacting with information sources, spoke for the first time since succumbing to the effects of SCP-3378. At first it began mumbling incomprehensibly. After four minutes, SCP-3378-1-07 began to scream and cry. Lead researcher Dr. Murren entered and attempted to sedate SCP-3378-1-07. When Dr. Murren reached its bedside, SCP-3378-1-07 sat up and seized Dr. Murren by the arms, ripping his biohazard suit, and proceeded to throw him across the room, breaking his wrist. Security personnel entered and attempted unsuccessfully to immobilize SCP-3378-1-07. During debriefing, all personnel involved described SCP-3378-1-07 as possessing an unusual degree of strength, especially for someone who had been catatonic for several weeks. After two members of the security team had been thrown against the walls of the quarantine chamber with enough force to knock them unconscious, Agent Harvey shot SCP-3378-1-07, resulting in its death. Agent Harvey began to assist Dr. Murren, and the unconscious members of the security team, to the exit, but they were unable to make it into the airlock before SCP-3378-1-07’s chest cavity exploded, releasing a cloud consisting of thousands of SCP-3378 seeds. While all other personnel were protected, Dr. Murren was confirmed to be infected with SCP-3378 and confined to Containment Wing-3378 quarantine. Before entering into the comatose state during the early stages of his infection, Dr. Murren reported that the phrases SCP-3378-1-07 had repeated during the incident included “the great unwriting is upon us” and “everything we know will be swallowed whole.” All SCP-3378-1 subjects who had been prevented from interacting from information sources were immediately exposed to one of the television banks, and have since resumed regular SCP-3378-1 behavior. Addendum 3378-B After eight months as an SCP-3378-1 instance, surgeons were able to successfully remove SCP-3378 from Dr. Murren by utilizing 3488L-149, a new chemical compound developed from reptilian digestive enzymes. Afterwards, Dr. Murren was interviewed by psychiatrist Dr. Jakoby. Interview Log - 3378-01 Interviewer: Dr. Jakoby Interviewed: Dr. Murren [Begin Log] Dr. Jakoby: So… how are you feeling? Dr. Murren: Alright, I guess. I feel a bit sore. Dr. Jakoby: Do you have any recollection of the day you became infected? Dr. Murren: Heh. I remember that bastard throwing me across the room and exploding. Dr. Jakoby: Hmm. Must’ve been a real shocker. Dr. Murren: Sure was. Dr. Jakoby: Heh. Ok, uh… Did you “feel” anything while you were being controlled? Dr. Murren: Yes…? It was…weird. Dr. Jakoby: Please explain. Dr. Murren: It… it was like I was floating in a void. I was completely naked. There was no light source but I could still see myself. I wasn’t really aware of time passing. I know you said that thing had control over me for eight months, but it felt like a few hours at most. But I wasn’t worried. Or afraid, until… (Dr. Murren pauses) Dr. Jakoby: Are you alright, Rob? Dr. Murren: Hmm? Oh! Yeah… I was just, uh, thinking about the dragon. Dr. Jakoby: Dragon? Dr. Murren: Well…dragon isn’t quite right. I only saw it briefly, and it happened right before I came back. There was this giant reptile, I wasn’t able to make out what exactly it was. All it did was float past about five meters away from me and then vanished. And that was the only point I was scared. Other than that, it was just the void. Dr. Jakoby: Ok, I think we’re done here. [End log] Footnotes 1. Flowering plants in the olive and lilac family, commonly referred to as ash trees. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3378" by DrZeyphr, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3378. 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-3379 | euclid | SCP-3379-1 instance being loaded onto Foundation vessel. Item #: SCP-3379 Special Containment Procedures: All sea traffic within 15 km of SCP-3379 is to be rerouted. Two boats are to patrol the area surrounding SCP-3379. SCP-3379-1 instances are to be delivered to the nearest Research Site for study. Description: SCP-3379 is a rectangular portal approximately 8m beneath the surface of the Arctic ocean, measuring 10m by 15m and surrounded by a concrete frame. SCP-3379 is located 12 km north of Bolshevik Island, Russia. Objects, hereafter designated SCP-3379-1, sporadically emerge from SCP-3379 and float to the surface. No pattern has yet been found to the timing of SCP-3379-1 manifestations. SCP-3379-1 instances vary widely in composition and appearance. Approximately 70% of SCP-3379-1 instances appear to be carcasses of living organisms, in various states of preservation. As of 1/1/2018, over 350 instances have been recovered. Instance Description 3379-1-03 A dead albino walrus (Odobenus rosmarus). Displays no other anomalous properties. 3379-1-11 A mass of fat and bone fragments. DNA sequences appear cetacean in origin but do not completely match any known species. 3379-1-41 Twelve sets of gills wrapped in a synthetic polymer package. DNA sequences match those of SCP-924. 3379-1-62 A large glass jar containing shark fins suspended in a saline gel. 3379-1-89 A 16-meter-long elasmosaur neck, heavily decomposed. 3379-1-119 A mason jar containing an unidentified liquid. Exposure to the liquid causes strong nostalgic feelings. Chemical analysis of the liquid revealed the presence of sodium chloride, ethanol, piperine, beta-endorphin, and several dozen uncharacterized organic compounds. To date, SCP-3379's edge can only be crossed by sentient beings. Testing with fish equipped with cameras failed to reveal any hostile forces on the other side of the edge; thus, a preliminary exploration was approved. Exploration Log 3379-1 – hide block Foreword: D-11424 was provided with an insulated wetsuit, a knife, a flashlight, a camera, and 2 hours of air supply, as well as a radio communications device in order to relay back to Dr. Arceo, the exploration coordinator. [BEGIN LOG] (D-11424 appears approximately four meters from the precipice of SCP-3379.) Dr. Arceo: Everything looks good. Ready? D-11424: Well, I did say I always wanted to be a diver. Let's do this. Dr. Arceo: Alright. Remember to call out things as you see them. D-11424: Got it. Dr. Arceo: Proceed through SCP-3379. D-11424: 'Kay, going in. (D-11424 swims through SCP-3379 and disappears from external view. D-11424's camera shows a large number of concrete gates similar in appearance to SCP-3379, arranged in a 2-dimensional grid pattern. Surroundings are indistinct, as the lighting is low, but ground appears contiguous with the ocean floor. D-11424 does not appear to notice this, as he is facing downwards while continuing to swim.) Dr. Arceo: Can you still hear me? D-11424: Loud and clear, doctor. Dr. Arceo: Describe your surroundings. D-11424: Huh. I still feel like I'm in water, but I'm able to stand on the ground. I see… whoa. Dr. Arceo: Continue. D-11424: There's a sort of wall, here. There's hundreds of concrete gates just like the one I just went through all lined up. Dr. Arceo: Anything else? D-11424: Not sure. It's pretty dark here. There's a bit of ambient light coming from above, but not much. (Pause.) Shit, there's something moving over there. I'm gonna check out the next gate. (No movement was visible on the camera.) Dr. Arceo: Alright. (D-11424 swims through the aperture immediately to the left of SCP-3379.) Dr. Arceo: What do you see? D-11424: Still watery, but it's more clouded. I think I'm in a river; I can feel a small current. Dr. Arceo: Make sure you remain close to the gate. D-11424: Yeah, 'course. Man, there's some freaky fish in here. Don't look like any I've ever seen. (Several semi-transparent fish, about the size of salmon, swim past, followed by a larger serpentine creature roughly half a meter in length.) Dr. Arceo: Be careful. D-11424: Yeah. They might be anomalous piranhas or something. (D-11424 chuckles.) Hold on, there's a big school of big fat ones coming towards me. Dr. Arceo: Make sure— D-11424: Shit! (Several large red fish with four eyes bump into D-11424, sending him downstream for an indeterminate distance before he grabs on to a rock to hold himself still.) Dr. Arceo: Is everything alright? D-11424: Damn it, the current is much stronger here. I'm only still 'cause of this rock. Dr. Arceo: Stay calm. Can you see the portal you came through? Can you swim back towards it? D-11424: Uh… no, and no. Dr. Arceo: Are there any other portals visible? (D-11424 scans his surroundings before spotting the serpentine creature from before. No apertures are visible.) D-11424: I'm going to have to go with no. I think I can see the surface of the water. Permission to try and make it to a river bank? (Pause.) Dr. Arceo: Permission granted. D-11424: Alright, here goes… (D-11424 takes several looks at his surroundings, glances at the serpentine creature which now appears to be holding several fish in its mouth, and then pushes himself off of the rock towards a natural stone wall. D-11424 makes several noises of exertion and is pushed further downstream before surfacing and holding onto a crag in the rock wall.) D-11424: Woo! Did you see that? Did you see that? (D-11424 looks out a wide river, flanked on one side by a large stone cliff and the other by dense forest.) Dr. Arceo: (Chuckles.) Yes, I saw it. Now, describe your surround— D-11424: Oh oh oh! (Several creatures resembling walruses are seen surveying the river bank. They possess blonde hair styled in a mullet, and black leather jackets with various decorations. A large net drags behind them, attached to their belts by hooks.) D-11424: And I see a portal! (Behind the walruses can be seen another portal with a clear path leading to it from the riverbank.) Dr. Arceo: Report on your situation. D-11424: Walruses, river bank, portal. I think if I can climb over there I can get out. Or, of course, I could climb over to where I think the portal underwater is and work that out. Thoughts? Dr. Arceo: Continue to observe the walruses. D-11424: Really? They're walruses with hairdos. They are doing nothing to nobody. (The walruses throw the net into the water.) D-11424: They're just fishing. May I return? (Dr. Arceo pauses, as she is conferring with the research team for input.) D-11424: Oh fuck it, I'm going. Dr. Arceo: Please wait for input. D-11424: I am a free interdimensional man, I am going! (D-11424 begins to scale the rock wall. He ascends approximately 5 meters before pausing.) D-11424: Whew. This isn't as easy as I thought it would be. Maybe I'll— shit! (D-11424 loses his grip and falls into the river.) Dr. Arceo: 11424! (D-11424 is swept further downstream.) D-11424: I'm okay, I'm okay! Just slipped! Need to find another rock— argh. Dr. Arceo: What was that? (A large number of iridescent green fish resembling catfish obscure the camera.) D-11424: I'm trapped in something, along with these fish. Dr. Arceo: Can you— D-11424: It's a net! Dr. Arceo: Good. Try to cut yourself out with your knife. D-11424: What do you think I'm doing? And now we're moving. (The net containing D-11424 and the fish surfaces.) Dr. Arceo: Can you see anything? Fish are blocking the camera. D-11424: It's the walruses, they've hauled us up. And they're, uh, a bit bigger up close. Dr. Arceo: How big? D-11424: I don't know, maybe 15 feet? Also known as "fuck it" in metric. Dr. Arceo: Have they noticed you yet? D-11424: No, thankfully. Dr. Arceo: Good. D-11424: That leather must have been from some big cows. (The net stops moving.) D-11424: Uh-oh. Dr. Arceo: What? (Four of the walrus entities are now visible, and are looking at D-11424.) D-11424: I, uh, think they see me. Dr. Arceo: Are they hostile? D-11424: So far, no. (At this point, two of the entities begin to vocalize to one another, and gesture towards D-11424.) D-11424: I think they're deciding what to do with me. Dr. Arceo: Well— (One entity opens the net and lifts up D-11424, seemingly by his leg.) D-11424: Unhand me, foul beast! (The same two entities converse again.) D-11424: Well, they haven't killed me yet. (A third entity inspects D-11424, and begins to vocalize excitedly and gesture to the other entities.) D-11424: Should I start swinging the knife? Dr. Arceo: Negative. D-11424: I'm getting kinda dizzy, here. (The entities return D-11424 to the net, tie it closed, and haul it onto a large wagon.) D-11424: That's better. Dr. Arceo: Where are they taking you? D-11424: To the portal by the river bank, looks like. (D-11424 sighs.) This is where I tell you 'you were right', huh? Dr. Arceo: You don't have to. D-11424: Alright, see you on the other side. Hope I'm not sacrificed to something. (D-11424 is carried through the portal, and emerges into a desert environment. Several unidentified birds can be seen flying overhead. Motion continues to suggest D-11424 is being carried.) D-11424: Be real with me. What are the chances I get out of this alive? Dr. Arceo: (Pause as Dr. Arceo confers with research team to assess morale.) Slim. D-11424: They look like my high school bullies. (Pause.) Smell like them too. That might be the fish though. I'm gonna be honest, my knife is doing jack squat. The rope is too thick. Any ideas? Dr. Arceo: None so far. D-11424: Looks like I'm in for a ride. Oh, hey! That's a much better looking portal! (D-11424 turns camera to face towards an aperture in the desert that the walruses appear to be moving towards. The border is made of a polished red stone, and several ornate designs are visible. The inside is obscured by the walruses.) D-11424: Oh yeah, yeah this is me getting sacrificed. Calling it now. (The sound of a large crowd becomes audible as the walruses approach the aperture.) D-11424: Oh god, what is that stench? (The walruses cross over. The sky is a dull white, and appears to have a solid boundary. No sun or stars are visible. The source of the lighting is unknown.) D-11424: God, it's like being inside a fish's stomach. Wait. When did I lose my scuba gear? Dr. Arceo: Describe your surroundings. D-11424: Right. We're still moving. Nothing but a weird, fake sky and awful smells. There's other, uh, not really people I guess, but things walking around all over the place here. Actually, scratch that. We just went past a crowd of Elvises. Dr. Arceo: I'm sorry, repeat? D-11424: You heard me. Elvises. Pulling a gigantic cart with chopped up, uh, train pieces on it. And… we stopped. Dr. Arceo: Alright. Your camera is still obscured with fish, so call out things as you see them. D-11424: You got it. There's plenty of fancy looking gates, kinda like the one we went through to get here. All shapes and sizes. Just passed one the size of a condo, had gold edges all around. Some six-legged giants walked out through there. Dr. Arceo: Describe the layout. You mentioned the sky, but is there a horizon? D-11424: Not sure. There's a wall of gates, like earlier, where everyone seems to come through. It seems to be a bit curved; I can't quite see where it ends. Away from the wall, I can't tell. It looks endless. Dr. Arceo: Which direction are they taking you? D-11424: We were going directly away from the wall, but then we turned to the right. There's stands and canopies everywhere, I can't see the horizon. (The wagon stops.) D-11424: Alright, we're stopped. Time to get disemboweled. (The net is emptied onto a wooden shelf, and D-11424 appears to be bound by the walruses and covered by a sheet.) D-11424: I'm not really into this. (One of the walruses begins vocalizing, as several sets of footsteps and creaking wheels draw close.) Unknown: Salquipper! My man! Got the usual?1 Unknown: Aw, yeah. Mugspiel! Get the cash and the haul. Mugspiel (presumably): Aye, Eriksson. (Another walrus vocalizes.) Eriksson: You got a what? Sure, we might be ripe for a trade, depending on what ya got, of course. (The sheet covering D-11424 is whisked away. The entities speaking to the walruses appear to be humans, dressed in traditional Viking garb, with small glowing charms decorating their belts, helmets, and beards.) Eriksson: Whoa! Salquipper, that ain't no fish. You seriously couldn't tell he looks like one of us? (Salquipper vocalizes softly.) Eriksson: Well yeah, he's got no beard, but — whatever. Hey. You! Can you understand me? D-11424: Me? Eriksson: (Chuckles.) Of course you, who else? D-11424: You speak English? Eriksson: English? (To the walrus:) I'll give ya, eh, six extra flugfish for 'im. (Salquipper bares its tusks and vocalizes loudly.) Eriksson: You've lost yer mind. Twelve, then! (Salquipper nods, and shakes the Viking's hand with its flipper. A second Viking, presumably Mugspiel, hefts a large crate of flat purple fish and exchanges it for a crate of Salquipper's green fish.) Eriksson: Pleasure doing business with ya. (He turns to D-11424 and unbinds him.) So, my friend, how'd you find yerself in this pickle? D-11424: I was uh, exploring, and I got lost. Eriksson: Heh. You're a long ways from yer home, aye? I'd take ya back to Lugwardia with us, but I'm banished from there meself, eheh. D-11424: Banished, you—? Eriksson: If you know which way you came through, we can help guide ya before we head back. D-11424: Well, could you point me to the portal the walruses come through? I got turned around on the way in, but once I get back to their world I can find my way back home. Eriksson: Sure thing. Pinderlump, go ahead and take the… staggfish to trade with the Ukthani. I'll escort our pal here to the doors. (Several of the charms in his beard gleam temporarily.) D-11424: I really appreciate that, man. Eriksson: Right, right, now make yerself useful and hold these bags. D-11424: Okay. (Eriksson and D-11424 continue walking for about 10 minutes.) D-11424: I don't remember going this way. Eriksson: It's a shortcut, friend. Trust me. D-11424: Right. (Eriksson stops at a large stall, covered in an ornate red canopy.) Eriksson: Just need to make a wee stop. Give ya something for the road, as it were. D-11424: Cool. You really don't have to, I mean — Eriksson: I insist! On me honor! Now, stand right there. It'll be a surprise. D-11424: Alright! (D-11424 looks around.) (A crash is heard, followed by both Eriksson and an unidentified voice yelling. The canopy collapses.) D-11424: Wait, what — (Several tentacles reach out from underneath the wreck of the canopy, wriggling wildly. Instead of suckers, the tentacles possess four-fingered hands. Two of these tentacles attempt to seize D-11424 and Eriksson, the latter of whom successfully evades.) D-11424: Oh, come on! Unidentified Voice: (Unintelligible.) Thieves! (Unintelligible.) D-11424: Eriksson! You bastard! (Eriksson whistles, and several charms in his beard begin to glow. A glowing blue barrier resembling sheet music forms between him and the mass of tentacles. The wagon with his companions returns, and Eriksson jumps aboard with his stolen goods.) D-11424: Screw you! (D-11424 bites several of the fingers on the tentacle, causing it to release him.) Unidentified Voice: The rule! D-11424: I'm outta here! Dr. Arceo, which way? Dr. Arceo: (Static.) I'm not sure, just get out of there and we'll work it out. (D-11424 begins running.) D-11424: Yay, static. That's always a good sign. If you can hear me, I think the coast is clear. The tentacle thing is chasing down the Vikings now. Now, to find my way out of here. (D-11424 wanders for a few minutes before stopping at a crude pyramid composed of stacked, beating hearts, all singing in harmony.) D-11424: Okay yeah, I remember hearing this one on the way in. I think I'm going the right way. (Commotion can be heard. D-11424 begins running once again.) D-11424: Okay maybe not out of the woods yet. Where do I — augh! (An entity made entirely of cardiovascular muscles approaches D-11424 and begins "vocalizing" by pumping at irregular intervals which push air through pipes on top of its "head".) D-11424: Okay, never mind! Never mind! Going away! That was not a fun time, I — (D-11424 approaches a pit with a small fence around it. Something shiny, wet, and several shades of purple is briefly visible over the precipice. D-11424 gags.) D-11424: Oh, hey, Arceo, good news. Found the source of the smell. (D-11424 rounds a corner, and comes upon a large, rotting canine head. Inside is a small group of large mobile pocket knives, with six limbs made out of butterfly knives and wings made of several different types of blades. All of the knife creatures are huddled around a pool of white ooze containing small strips of pink meat. Behind the pool is a desk, behind which a humanoid dog stands and appears to converse with the knives.) D-11424: Okay. Nice. (D-11424 descends a spiral staircase, and appears in a large red open hall, inside of which much commotion is audible and innumerable entities are visible.) D-11424: Arceo, I am going to admit something I don't admit often. I was wrong. This is definitely not the way I came in. Dr. Arceo: (Static.) D-11424: Mm. Good talk. I am lost. Dr. Arceo: (Static.) (D-11424 approaches a large, concrete plaza with rows of humanlike bodies suspended from oversized fishing hooks. Faded paint outlines on the ground are shaped like airplanes.) D-11424: Oh God- (retches) Nope! No no no no nope! (D-11424 wipes his mouth and sprints in the opposite direction.) D-11424: Fantastic. Well, seeing as people here seem to speak English for no really good reason, I suppose I will… uh… (Several pale mouthless humanoid entities, with wheel-like appendages instead of legs, are seen staring at D-11424 as they approach the stairs.) D-11424: What? What, road warriors? Do I look funny to you? (They surround D-11424.) D-11424: 'Cause to be completely fair you guys look very funny to me. (One of the entities points above D-11424.) D-11424: Hmm? (D-11424 looks up, and sees a large tube above him, with several triangle designs on its side. Looking down, a large yellow X can be seen underneath D-11424's feet.) D-11424: Figures. (D-11424 is abruptly pulled upwards into the tube by some form of suction, and sent through a series of tubes. After sustaining several injuries, D-11424 is expelled into something soft. Static at this point is too prominent, and the room too dark, for any clear image to be made out. Chirping and hooting can be heard.) D-11424: Oh Jiminy Cricket, guys. Not only is my ankle definitely broken, along with a rib probably, this is definitely a pile of birds. (Pause.) News update. After running my hands over the thing, these are definitely fused birds. Wonderful. They did make my landing softer though, which is nice. (Pause.) D-11424: Oh wow, like, a minute went by without anything happening. That's new. Calming. Comforting, even. (Pause.) D-11424: Okay, so, it took a while, but I found it. The place where I die. I guess this is sacrifice enough. Sacrifice to the bird god or something. They're pretty noisy. Ow! That dick just pecked me! (D-11424 does not speak for six minutes, and intermittently hums music. Suddenly, all bird sounds stop.) D-11424: That definitely can't be a good sign. (The area brightens. D-11424 looks up, and sees a large door opening above him. A large amorphous mass, visibly similar to white cloth with red stains, reaches down from the opening.) D-11424: (Sighs.) Bring it. (The mass engulfs D-11424. Feed cuts out entirely for about 1 minute.) D-11424: — whoever else, I don't know if you can see or hear this. I can't see nothing in here, just dark… stuff. (A maroon shape appears, shifting irregularly.) D-11424: Oh yay, let's skip the middleman and I'll give blood to the cult god directly. What even are you? (The shape extends and surrounds D-11424 in several more cloth-like appendages. One of the appendages has a hand at its end, holding a knife.) D-11424: Shit, help! (The appendages completely engulf D-11424. The entity emits a loud, low rumble. D-11424 screams intermittently for about 4 minutes.) D-11424: It's cutting into me! (48 seconds of static.) D-11424: — hear that voice. I'm, uh, honored? Not sure what I've got that you want — (23 seconds of static.) D-11424: — huh. (Video returns in full, as the cloth entity appears to shove a limp D-11424 into what looks like a garbage chute. Several clanks are heard as D-11424 descends, before he emerges into a naturally-lit square vertical shaft, which extends for an undetermined distance. Concrete portals from before line all four walls of the shaft, out of which piles of various meats are seen to fall.) D-11424: Where… (D-11424 falls into a large body of water. After a minute of floating in place, D-11424 is forcefully pulled down and towards the original SCP-3379 portal. Halfway there, D-11424 begins to regain consciousness and resist the pull. His movements reveal that the pulling originates from several tendrils, with hands in place of suckers, similar to the ones encountered earlier. D-11424 is ejected through SCP-3379, and manages to swim to the surface.) D-11424: I… I survived. Holy shit. [END LOG] D-11424 was recovered by the onboard SCP-3379 Research Team and taken into the sick bay. D-11424 was found to be missing one kidney, two fingers, his scuba gear, and was unable to remember anything starting from his 6th birthday and ending on his 8th. D-11424 reported the experience to be "traumatizing but fun overall". Footnotes 1. What is perceived as English by listeners is, upon study of the audio, a series of unrelated vocalizations that more closely match the mouth movements made by associated entities. Despite the mind-affecting nature, testing has revealed no negative effects of exposure. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3379" by DarkStuff and Weryllium, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3379. 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: todaysspecial.jpg Name: Noaa-walrus29 Author: Office of NOAA Corps Operations License: Public Domain Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3380 | keter | ADULT CONTENT This article contains adult content that may not be suitable for all readers. Graphic depiction of blood, gore or mutilation of body parts Features sexual themes or language, but does not depict sexual acts. Explicit depiction of sexual acts. Features non-consensual sexual acts. Depiction of severe mistreatment of children Depiction of self-harm Depiction of suicide Depiction of torture {$custom-content} If you are above the age of 18+ and wish to read such content, then you may click Continue to view said content. Continue Back to Front Page CONTENT WARNING The following document contains logs that relate the sexual desires of a Person of Interest in Foundation custody. While the Foundation is aware that the majority of our personnel may have already been briefed and/or exposed to this type of explicit content prior, your safety continually remains our top priority. If you experience any severe discomfort or stress as a result of reading this document, please immediately report to your on-site Mental Health Physician or Therapist for assistance. Alternatively, you may return this document to your Supervisor. Thank you. — Ernesto Gomez, Assistant Director at the Observatory of the Groups of Interest, and Leo Camfield and Lisbeth Bjornstrand, Research Leads for GoI "SAPPHIRE". A surreal number tree visualization. Epsilon ($\epsilon$ or $ε$)1 represents infinitesimal numbers, and omega ($\omega$)2 represents infinite numbers. Click to enlarge. Item #: SCP-3380 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation implants in various academic groups and organizations will continually monitor supporters of STEM for potential SCP-3380 influence. Foundation web bots will monitor internet sites for mentions of these supporters paired with transfinite numbers, self-harm, and deceased logician Kurt Gödel. If an SCP-3380-A instance is identified, the subject will be retrieved by Foundation agents in the surrounding area, and will be brought to the nearest containment facility. Standard missing persons protocols will be used for disinformation on the subject's retrieval. Members of the Society of the Atheist Partisans of Progress for the Halt of the Irrational and Religious Enemy (SAPPHIRE)3 are to be monitored as well due to suspected involvement. Instances will be contained in safety-proofed humanoid containment chambers. No objects with the potential for usage in self-harm are allowed in the chamber. If the subject repeats self-harm attempts utilizing their body parts (examples include teeth and nails) the part may be modified, removed, or safety-proofed. Interviewers are suggested to stay outside of the containment chamber during interviews. Journals, writing utensils, and other items that follow safety regulations may be provided to instances. Description: SCP-3380 is a phenomenon affecting various advocators of STEM (Science, technology, engineering, mathematics) academic fields. All advocators vulnerable to SCP-3380 support full funding for STEM fields and classes, and often believe that fields outside of STEM should receive little to no support or emphasis. In addition, advocators often profess strong atheistic beliefs, and often harbour negative judgements concerning members of organized religions. The personal background and location of the SCP-3380-A instances are not known to change the likelihood of being affected, though a majority of SCP-3380 cases have occurred in North America and Western Europe. Whether SCP-3380 is the result of another anomaly is unknown. Individuals affected by SCP-3380 will become an SCP-3380-A instance. The instance will carve a diagram resembling the surreal number system4 tree onto their body, using any available methods to do so. After five minutes the subject inscribes $\sqrt{\omega}$ and $\omega^2$ at the bottom of the tree, and ceases carving. The subject will then undergo psychological changes, which include a fixation on transfinite numbers5 and Austrian-American logician Kurt Gödel, who is usually assigned deity-like qualities despite commonly held atheistic beliefs. Further details are in Addendum.3. 46% of instances will continue to carve mathematical expressions and symbols following initial carving. Beliefs will often morph into what appears to be expression of religious nature. Based on cognitohazardous interrogation of SCP-3380-A, no cognitohazardous, memetic, or infohazardous anomalies are suspected to be involved in SCP-3380. All instances have complete control over their behavior and actions and are cooperative in explaining the rational logic behind their actions. No instances have been known to interact with each other prior to being affected by SCP-3380, and several had not known of the surreal number system before being affected. Usage of amnestics to remove the effects of SCP-3380 has failed. The possibility of anomalous psionic or neural changes are under investigation. As of 1-November-2017, 91 SCP-3380-A instances are in containment. Addendum.1 - SCP-3380-A034 Interview Log: Interviewed: SCP-3380-A034, formerly known as Laurence Andry, a 50 year old professor of mathematics. Interviewer: Dr. Seung Young, Experimental Mathematician and a member of SCP-3380's containment team. <Begin Log>: Dr. Young: A surreal number sequence is nothing special, you understand? It's just another way of representing data. SCP-3380-A034: Haven't you read the proofs? Haven't you seen the perfections that line each sentence and orbit the symbols? Dr. Young: I have read them many times before and after joining this research team. There is no hidden text. SCP-3380-A034: And how long have you been in mathematics for? Dr. Young: Is it important? I know how long you've been in the field for, but myself and others have been analyzing these "perfect proofs". We have seen nothing. SCP-3380-A034: Again, how long- Dr. Young: A coworker of mine who is older and has been in the field for longer has read this. He saw nothing. SCP-3380-A034: What? Dr. Young: Dr. Jude Gatsby, you've probably read his papers. Maybe even met him. He works with us on some theoretical stuff. A brilliant thinker and one of the smartest friends I know. After several days of careful analysis of the proofs you submitted, he found nothing to explain your behavior or what you claim. SCP-3380-A034: But, no, he'd never lie to us. Dr. Young: Who? Dr. Gatsby? SCP-3380-A034: These don't denote infinite collections of objects, these are battle cries to a better future. Right? Yeah, see that lines up with the coldness of the universe. Dr. Young: Sir, are you feeling alright? (SCP-3380-A034 is silent for ten seconds. The scar tissue on his surreal number tree carving begins to bleed. Dr. Young presses a button under her desk to alert medical staff.) SCP-3380-A034: No, that's bullshit. Dr. Young: What is- SCP-3380-A034: (Shouting) Knuth and Conway6 threw their flesh into the damned, uh, "hackathon" of blood and brought home a treasure for those like me! Like me, damnit! They didn't put it in just so everyone could reach out of the finite and stroke the infinities like the metaphorical angels or demons or whatever you say! They put it in for us and us alone! My tribute to put in to put in to [sic] their mental strength is a sign of righteous intellect that no sacks of misplaced knowledge deserve! This is the way to prove the nonexistence of meaning! Dr. Young: I- SCP-3380-A034: They put it in us and all's right with us. Dr. Young: …Can you elaborate? Are you calm enough to proceed with the interview? SCP-3380-A034: I won't repeat myself. I followed their instructions to the last digit and put it in and all's right with us. Not like someone your age would understand, ma'am. (Subject's wounds begin to leak pus and appear inflamed. Medical personnel enter the interview room.) Closing Statement: This is the first time I've seen an SCP-3380-A instance begin to fully doubt themselves during an interview. If it wasn't for their sudden outburst and bleeding I'd say debates could "cure" the anomaly, though their sudden outburst suggests that this only strengthens their beliefs. That or something stopped them from doubting themselves. Addendum.2 - SCP-3380-A057 Note: SCP-3380-A057 was Jason Pavolonis, a 25 year old engineer with an internet addiction, who notably posted on several forums and subreddits concerning atheism and men's rights. This note was recovered from a blog kept before capture. january 16, the year. Religion is a virus, a disease wiping through and polluting the mind of every fucking idiot who can't see that we need to keep science. Keep it like the noisy fuckers keep their faith. I had found the peak of the number tree and the heavens above it. God I cant sit still. Epsilon Nought is dancing and burning at the end of the number line. The muslims and the christians and the jews and the hindus and the buddhists and the shintos and the bahai and the others will dance too in that burning place. It is all for nought. God im worried about everything, I keep hyperventilating. Females dont compare to math. Ladies and gentlemen, the transfinites. This letter is notable for being the first instance of the phrase "Epsilon Nought"7 in relation to the object of worship in SCP-3380. Addendum.3 - SCP-3380-A077 Interview Log: Interviewed: SCP-3380-A077, formerly known as Brian Harmon, an unemployed 37 year old former statistical biologist. Interviewer: Dr. Mariana Ascariado, Psychological Disorder Specialist and a member of SCP-3380's containment team. <Begin Log>: Dr. Ascariado: You held a position as a biostatician at, uh, Campbell Biology Labs in Pittsburgh, is that correct? SCP-3380-A077: Yes, that's correct. I was fired recently because of downsizing. They didn't have money to support me. It's fine. I wanted to quit. They weren't focused enough on the scientfic process. Rushing to meet deadlines and that. Real science takes years of peer review before it can be released to the undeducated rubes, but surely you as a scientist understand that, correct? Dr. Ascariado: That's beside the point. When did you first become exposed to SCP-3380? SCP-3380-A077: Exposed? Oh no, no, no, Doctor. This isn't some disease you can get infected with. This is simply an extension of what every logical rational person believes. In this cold, meaningless universe the only thing you can truly trust is the math. Mathematic thought lies at the basis of everything real and provable. Dr. Ascariado: So you naturally developed these beliefs on your own? SCP-3380-A077: Yes, as many others have done before. You see, when a system of logical axioms is consistent, it cannot be complete, and the consistency of logical axioms cannot be proved. We must seek solace in trying to prove this. To apply our intellects and our sincerity and sanctimony of reason to find a proof. Do you understand me, at all? Do you understand why it's so important for children to learn to program Python and C++ as young as three? For everyone no matter age or background to have a thorough understanding of cetacean biology? I envision a world where we turn away from our churches and hate and towards the microscope. Away from Kronecker and Wittgenstein. Towards Cantor and the infinite beauty of the transfinites. Towards Epsilon Nought. Dr. Ascariado: You identify as an atheist, I believe. SCP-3380-A077: I am of the belief that belief itself is a disease, yes. Read a lot of Dawkins. As a logical thinker we must discount out these sorts of rituals immediately before the mental illness takes us all. Dr. Ascariado: Okay, as logical thinkers, let's think logically. A lot of what you have just told me seems an awful lot like doctrine of some kind, no? Or the ravings of someone who is not stable, right? SCP-3380-A077: (scoffs) This is obvious and logical to anyone with a brain. Any sane person can see what I can see. Closing Statement: Based on similar results with other SCP-3380 instances, it seems these sorts of delusions are common. I'm also noticing unusual upticks in Generalized Anxiety Disorder and depression when instances are given therapy to help them ease out of their delusions. Unusally for extremism, these bouts of anxiety occur after exposure, not before. In fact, no SCP-3380 subject displayed symptoms consistent with the development of religious zeal prior to exposure. - Dr Ascariado. Addendum.4 - SCP-3380-A034 Diary Excerpt: SCP-3380-A034 was permitted a diary and blunt writing implement after consistent good behavior, in order to understand the extent and progression of his 3380 infection. This note was delivered to both Dr. Ascariado and Dr. Jones, the onsite psychologist on September 22, 2017 Last night I had a glorious dream. I dreamed about a man who has always held a very special place in my heart, Kurt Gödel, except he wasn't a man, oh he was a godbeast of a thing, GÖDEL. I had always admired his work but now he appeared before me and I felt my heart swell with pride and joy at carrying on his work. He appeared as a quadratic function from my youth, all cut up and rearranged and full of variables oozing pus from every cut and blood dribbling from his infected derivative of a mouth. I was so scared but he hushed me and his form no longer disgusted me but filled me with beauty. GÖDEL stared into my soul and I saw his eyes dancing with Epsilon Noughts, just pouring out of there, and within his soul there danced a number just as great, that of f-1(7), equal to, if you calculate the infinities surrounding it, the Epsilon Nought. The void around us was black as ink and beautiful as night. He was naked, and offered himself to me. I could see his back, and it branched into a surreal number tree. He told me he loved us, and loved what we are doing. I could see the logic, A to B, as he spoke it and I saw that it was true. He offered himself to me and I entered within him. His penis was not a penis but a TI-84 and I fell to my knees weak at it. I melted into a factorization, and I sucked off the alephs until the sperm filled my mouth and dribbled down the smooth continous curve of the graph until it hit the limit and could go no further. The genetics within the sperm possessed divine instructions encoded in base-4. No sorry it wasn't divine it was not divine it was just sperm. It melded into our thoughts and I could see where STEM will be in the immediate future. The sperm is the life and we must preserve it. As we danced I watched fire catch the Dedekind hallows at the end of the number line, and Epsilon Nought stood there, dancing and singing f-1 (7) infinities onwards. He whispered something in my ear, gently, and I saw what I must do, what we all must do to achieve this forever. We calculated a child together. It was a wonderful dream, I would have liked to continue sleeping to continue dreaming it. Every child should be forced from birth to turn away from all else and find that same black void and howling orgasm inside the basis of a covalent bond. Following this, all recorded SCP-3380-A instances in custody reported identical dreams, and kept attempting self harm to further carve surreal number trees on their skin. When questioned, instances would universally say they were "putting it in" and refused to elaborate. This applied to all instances not previously determined to continue carving. Notably, all instances showed extreme hostility towards female personnel, regardless of previous levels of sociability. Addendum.5 - Incident 3380-Bet: On 8-November-2017, 10:21 AM, five SCP-3380-A instances broke into Princeton Cemetery and exhumed the corpse of Kurt Gödel. Based on reports, instances erratically shouted at the corpse for several minutes and intermittently asked for mathematical proofs that would "solve educational heretics." Following this, the instances repeatedly carved surreal number trees onto the skeleton and tombstone until apprehended by police officers. Officers describe instances "sobbing" as they were brought into custody. Amnestic regimens to witnesses and social media disinformation procedures are underway. Addendum.6 - SCP-3380-A034 Note: The following was written by SCP-3380-A034 on 8-November-2017. He came back to me last night. The void was pink and GÖDEL was smiling at me. I shouted at him, I demanded answers for why he had lied to us. I cried and grabbed onto him and shouted and sobbed. GÖDEL didn't answer. GÖDEL smiled. I kept asking as I clawed and teared teared teared and gazed into his eyes. The number line was burning and the ordinals were the crucifix. The eyes pushed inwards with Epsilon Nought gushing over my thumbs. Dedekind cuts segmented his essence. I asked one last time and no matter how much of its head was left it just kept smiling at me. I scraped the last dried seed from my mind and saw a part of the spine that wasn't eaten, minute and curled around zero. The inverse of the inverse of the inverse of the inverse of 7. The real 7. The 7 that slinks with theta and adds up to zero no matter what you do. The fetus should've been strangled but we knew it was too cute for that. It was a grand forest of epsilons (positive and negative and squared and rooted and $i$) but we knew the heart wasn't that big. The infintesimals at the end of infinity lock my heart. I went down its spiral to the smallest abyss, and I ended up below. I looked below, and it smiled. Addendum.7 - SCP-3380 Update: SCP-3380-A instances have begun carving the Greek letter theta (ϑ) onto their body, often over existing carvings of omega. Questioning of this yields no response, though instances appear to silently mouth random syllables in response. Footnotes 1. A number greater than zero but less than any positive real number. 2. An ordinal number that represents the order of the natural numbers. 3. A small group of interest under investigation by the French offices of the Foundation. 4. A totally ordered class containing all real, infinite, and infinitesimal numbers. The latter two have absolute values larger or smaller than any real number. 5. Numbers that are "infinite" in that they larger than all finite numbers, but not absolutely infinite. 6. Donald Knuth and John Horton Conway are mathematicians involved in developing the surreal number system. 7. Likely referring to the number epsilon nought ($ε_{0}$), an ordinal equal to $\omega^{\omega^{\omega^{\cdot^{\cdot^{\cdot}}}}}$ (omega to the power of omega repeated infinitely). ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3380" by LordStonefish and NatVoltaic, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3380. 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-3381 | safe | SCP-3381 after initial recovery Item #: SCP-3381 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3381 is to be stored in a locker in safe storage when not in use. All testing on SCP-3381 must be approved by Dr. Corvino and properly documented according to Foundation protocols. SCP-3381 must be used every two weeks to ensure the object's integrity. This procedure must be performed by D-class personnel. Description: SCP-3381 is a bed pillow in good condition, of standard dimensions and weight. The item is filled with the wool of Ovis Aries (common sheep), dried up olive leaves, and dried petals of poppies and other narcotic plants. SCP-3381 shows its anomalous properties when a human falls asleep while using it; subjects under the influence of narcotics or alcohol are unable to trigger the effects. When a human subject falls asleep, they immediately enter REM sleep. The subject will experience a dream about a vast white expanse, with a building directly in front of them, which has been designated as SCP-3381-Alpha. The subject will not remember much from these dreams other than the mentioned start, with the exception of rare and exceptional events. It has been observed that using SCP-3381 to sleep provides close to no rest, and an intense use can lead to exhaustion. Using it once every two sleep cycles has proven to be manageable for most subjects. It has been observed that after approximately 10 days of disuse, the item will start to deteriorate slowly. It will repair itself once used again. How this happens is currently unknown. SCP-3381-Alpha has varied from subject to subject, but has always been identified as a "movie studio". The words "Dream Studios" are always emblazoned on the front of the structure. Any attempt to move away from the studio has always resulted in the subject waking up. The building is inhabited by a group of entities, usually friendly to the dreamer, unless inopportune subjects are brought up. SCP-3381-A will usually prompt the dreamer to join them in making a movie, and will ask for a general direction before starting filming. During the following sleep sessions, the subjects will always dream of the studio as long as they sleep on SCP-3381. After a variable amount of time, the filming will conclude, and upon waking up, subject will find a DVD copy of said movie under SCP-3381. As of now, the DVDs created by SCP-3381 have not shown any anomalous qualities. Following are the descriptions of the entities inhabiting SCP-3381-Alpha, based on dreamers' memories and the outcome of Experiment-3381-5: SCP-3381-A SCP-3381-B SCP-3381-C SCP-3381-D SCP-3381-E SCP-3381-F SCP-3381-G SCP-3381-A is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity identifies itself as "the director" or "Francis Black", and appears to be a middle-aged man of European descent. SCP-3381-A is the first entity to interact with a dreaming subject, asking for what kind of movie the subject would like to make. He has been described as the head of the location, directing and instructing the other entities. It is speculated that SCP-3381-A is the oldest entity present inside the studio, as it has shown to be familiar with events up to 1920. SCP-3381-B is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity identifies itself as "the male lead" or "Tony Myers", and appears to be a young man of approximately thirty years of age, of African-American descent. SCP-3381-B takes the part of an important male role in the movie's production, unless it is taken by the dreamer. In that case, it has been recorded acting an important supporting cast member. It has shown to be familiar with events up to 1928. SCP-3381-C is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity identifies itself as "the female lead" or "Claudine Orbison", and appears to be a young woman of approximately thirty years of age, of Caucasian descent. SCP-3381-C takes the part of an important female role in the movie's production, unless it is taken by the dreamer. In that case, it has been recorded acting an important supporting cast member. It has been described as being well-versed in philosophy and history subjects up to 1935. SCP-3381-D is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity identifies itself as the "special effects gal" or "Jackie Coos", and appears to be a middle aged woman of American descent. SCP-3381-D has been seen dealing with preparations before filming, from make-up to constructions of sets. It also seems to be the responsible for props or secondary actors, producing them via unknown means. These entities usually last until the scene shooting is done, before vanishing. These entities are docile and amicable, regardless of their normal behavior. SCP-3381-D has shown to be familiar with events up to the 1947. SCP-3381-E is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity identifies itself as "the cameraman" or "David McAndrew", and appears to be a young man of around thirty years of age, of Asian descent. SCP-3381-E has been seen filming and editing the movie. It has shown to be familiar with events up to 1962. SCP-3381-F is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity is identified as "Susie" by the other entities, and it appears to be a humanoid-shaped dark mass, around 75 centimeters in height. It is unable or unwilling to speak, and tends to avoid contact with the dreamer, but it has been seen to interact with the other entities in a friendly manner, or to observe the shooting. SCP-3381-G is the designation given to a humanoid entity inside SCP-3381-Alpha. The entity has not been identified, as all the other entities refuse to speak of it, and react with extreme hostility towards it. The entity appears to be a humanoid-shaped dark mass, around 1.70 meters in height, with long fingers leaking a mix of blood and [REDACTED]. It is unable or unwilling to speak, and never comes close to the shooting. Various subjects have sighted it observing the shooting from far away, standing motionless. Every time the other entities are alerted of it, they stop the shooting to chase SCP-3381-G away. + Experiment log 3381 - Close log All experiments were conducted under Dr. Corvino's supervision. Due to the safe nature of the object, also volunteers have also been accepted for these experiments. Experiment 3381-01 Subject: D-88254-62 Notes: Subject was instructed to make an action movie. Results: Process took 5 days. A DVD titled "Grey Roads" was created. The movie consists of a well-edited action flick with D-88254-62 in the lead role, along with SCP-3381-B and SCP-3381-C. Other actors were recognized by the subject as people he had met in the past. Experiment 3381-02 Subject: D-66354-11 Notes: Subject was instructed to make a documentary. Results: Process took 8 days. A DVD titled "The Miracle of Roses" was created. The movie depicted D-66354-62 in the guise of a researcher explaining the biology and ecology of plants of the family Rosaceae. SCP-3381-B was spotted in the background, while SCP-3381-C appeared as a biologist. When interviewed, D-66354-11 noted that her mother used to have a garden filled with roses. Experiment 3381-03 Subject: D-90251-52 Notes: Subject was given free choice on what he wished to create Results: Subject woke up after approximately 27 minutes. When interviewed, the subject said he asked for a "snuff movie", and he was consequently attacked by SCP-3381-A, causing the subject to wake up. After the events, D-90251-52 seemed unable to fall asleep on SCP-3381. Experiment 3381-04 Subject: D-11863-61 Notes: Subject was instructed to make a movie about SCP-████: subject has never interacted with said SCP and was given only a vague explanations about on how it appears and acts. Results: Process took 27 days. A DVD titled "Horror ████: Black Sky" was created. The movie is a sci-fi horror with D-11863-61 in the leading role. The movie was edited and shot to never show SCP-████, leaving it as a shadow or a noise. SCP-3381-B and SCP-3381-C did not survive the film. D-11863-61 declared that during the shooting, SCP-3381-A was "excited by the challenge". Experiment 3381-05 Subject: Dr. Corvino Notes: Dr. Corvino intended to interview the entities inside SCP-3381-Alpha Results: see interview logs for results Experiment 3381-06 Subject: D-3661-47 Notes: Subject was instructed to make a movie about SCP-3381-F and SCP-3381-G Results: The process took 14 days. A VHS tape without title was created. The movie starts with 23 minutes of a still shot of a sleeping figure in an unknown room. At the 23 minute mark, the video fades to black, before opening on a red room, where SCP-3381-G is seen standing motionless, apparently staring at the camera for 46 minutes. The movie ends abruptly. During questioning, D-3661-47 could not remember anything about his dreams, only that he feels deeply disturbed whenever trying to remember. + Experiment 3381-05 extracts - Close log Following experiment 3381-05, the interviews from Dr. Corvino were extracted from the DVD created in experiment 3381-05, "Dream Studios Tour". Dr. Corvino justified his informal tone in the interviews as "being in a dream made it quite hard to stay focused enough to be formal." Interviewer: Dr. Corvino Interviewee: SCP-3381-A Note: In this section of the movie Dr. Corvino and SCP-3381-A are sitting on a bench: behind them, an outline of a city can be seen. Dr. Corvino: So… what is your real name, director? SCP-3381-A: Aaah, straight to the point huh? Well, I guess this is supposed to be an interview… (SCP-3381-A turns around, looking at the city for 6 seconds.) Well, I used to be called Francis Black by folks. But now "director" seems more fitting, aye? Dr. Corvino: I understand Francis. It is nice to know your real name. So Francis, where are you from? How did you end up working here in Dream Studios? SCP-3381-A: Well… you know, I always wanted to make it big. But when I started to work, there was a merciless fight for the position I wanted. I… never got to work with the big studios of the time. So… I… (SCP-3381-A stops, frowning) …I don't exactly remember the details. But I remember this: one night I couldn't sleep, I was so desperate for a job… you can imagine, a young man without a job, in the city, he's living on borrowed time. So I got up, and went out for a stroll… At the time, I felt like with a bit of luck, maybe someone would kill me and I would be able to stop worrying! And… well, I ended up at the studio. Strange right? I was probably drunk, and didn't even notice that I'd arrived here: the place seemed empty, but there was this guy… fuck, can't even remember his name… 'pnos, something along that line. Sorry, old age… Dr. Corvino: Could you describe him? SCP-3381-A: Heh… can't remember him well… he was a Greek guy or something, you could tell by the name… also, he had this square face only Greeks have… Anyway, I have to admit, all those days were a haze. Working at night and all of that. We never managed to make it big, but we got by. Even when my health started to deteriorate… (SCP-3381-A starts coughing) Sorry. Even after I started to get bad, he never kicked me out. And finally, one night I was working, and this guy came up to me… and said he was done. Just like that. He left me the keys and left. Just like that, he was gone. Said I was the new director. Dr. Corvino: I see. What happened after that? SCP-3381-A: I… well, kinda moved in. I dunno, this place was more a home to me than that little apartment of mine. Never left since. I… kinda feel like this is the place for me, you feel me? Addendum: Research revealed a Francis Black who matched the description of SCP-3381-A, who died from liver cancer in 1921 in the city of Los Angeles. Interviewer: Dr. Corvino Interviewee: SCP-3381-B Note: This section of the movie was recorded inside what appears to be a diner. The insignia "Palm Gate" can be seen through the window. Dr. Corvino and SCP-3381-B are sitting at the counter. An unidentified jazz score is playing in the background. Dr. Corvino: So, my friend… what can you tell me about yourself? SCP-3381-B: Well, there isn't much to say, to be honest. I'm afraid my life is not as interesting as it is in my movies. Dr. Corvino: Well, why don't we start from the beginning, then? Why don't we start with your name? SCP-3381-B: Well, my mother called me Tony. And from my father, I got the surname Mayers. I was born… (SCP-3381-B stops talking for 5 seconds) …heh, I can barely remember when. But I do remember it was in Los Angeles… not a nice city for… us colored folk, if you catch my drift. Dr. Corvino: I can imagine SCP-3381-B: I'm afraid you can't. No offense, but you white folks can't really say you understand how it was at all when the Klan came back in the '15, and we had to watch our backs all the time. It was terrible, there were news of people being beaten and assaulted every day, and it only got worse… Dr. Corvino: …I understand. So, how did you get by? SCP-3381-B: Well… you know, my Ma' always said I was crazy, but I wanted to act. She said Tony, people like us do not act. Not in the white folks' movies. But I was young, didn't listen. Got laughed at, yelled at… I… think a couple of people punched me. I was about to give up, leave my motel to go on back to Mama. 'Til one night, I went for a walk… and stumbled upon the studio. I met Francis… he was out smoking, you know how he is… Dr. Corvino: Yes I do. Please, continue SCP-3381-B: Yeah, so, I said to myself it was worth a shot… and Francis just said yes. He just wanted to work at night-time, but that was never a problem. I never saw my movies around, but Francis said they were great. Always left me one copy to watch. Well, I couldn't watch it, but… well, I sold them, got a bit of income. Dr. Corvino: Didn't Francis pay you? SCP-3381-B: I… I think he did? (SCP-3381-B goes silent for 7 seconds) Yeah, he did for sure. After a bit, he even offered me a place to stay, in the studio. or… well, I guess I kinda didn't feel like leaving. So he gave me a room, and so I'm always around, being annoying. I just hope my mom can see how well I'm doing now! Addendum: Research revealed a diner called "Palm Gate" used to exist in ████ ██, Los Angeles. It was also discovered that a man named Anthony Myers, who matched the description of SCP-3381-B, died in 1930 in his bed after an assault from a group of white supremacists on a black bar in Los Angeles. Interviewer: Dr. Corvino Interviewee: SCP-3381-C Note: This section of the movie was filmed during night time, on a Ferris wheel. No stars can be seen. SCP-3381-C: So… I take it this is my turn, yes? Dr. Corvino: It would seem like it. I'm trying to go in order of the ones who have worked here the longest. SCP-3381-C: Oh, that seems smart. Well… it feels like a lifetime ago… my name is Claudine Orbison. Nice to meet you all (SCP-3381-C waves at the camera) I started working for the studio a few years ago. It's a lot better then my old job, let me tell you that. I had to provide for my family, so when I stumbled on the studio during one of my nights out, of course I immediately accepted Francis' offer. Truth to be told, I wasn't too fond of it. But it was warmer and drier than my previous job. In the beginning, me and Tony loathed each other. But you know, we had to work together so… Addendum: Research revealed that a woman by the name Claudine Orbison, who died of gas poisoning in her bed in 1938, lived in Los Angeles. Interviewer: Dr. Corvino Interviewee: SCP-3381-D Note: This section of the movie was filmed inside a brightly lit room, filled with props, costumes and general movie-related items. SCP-3381-D is seated in front of the camera. Dr. Corvino is out of frame. Dr. Corvino: And here we are, behind the scenes with our one and only- SCP-3381-D: Jackie Coos. Yaaaay, that's me! Dr. Corvino: Indeed it is. So, would you like to talk to us a bit about yourself? SCP-3381-D: Well… there isn't much to say…. (SCP-3381-D looks around, apparently nervous) I'm sorry, I've never been in front of a camera before. Usually I just make props and dress the others up! Dr. Corvino: Would you like to tell us about how you started working for the studio? SCP-3381-D: Well… I don't remember it clearly… I was probably going through a lot… you know, out there life is not very kind to independent artists. (SCP-3381-D stays silent for 9 seconds) Yes, I was an independent artist. But nobody wanted my art. Women and art weren't looked at very nicely together. I was actually starting to starve. That's when I had the luck of finding the studio. Francis saw something others didn't, so he kept me around. It was nice… sure, the pay wasn't great, but I always got a free copy of the movie! It was always what I had dreamed of! A stable job, a chance to express my art, friends… and even a home, after I got the chance to stay here! Addendum: Research discovered a Jackie Coos who had died in 1947 in her studio in Los Angeles due to starvation. Interviewer: Dr. Corvino Interviewee: SCP-3381-E Note: This section of the movie was filmed inside an editing room. SCP-3381-E is seated in front of a video editing workstation. Dr. Corvino is out of frame. SCP-3381-E: Honestly, I don't know why you feel like including me. I don't exactly do much here… Dr. Corvino: You do a lot of work, actually. The editor is an unsung hero in the film industry, isn't that right? How did you learn to do that kind of work? Oh, also, please introduce yourself. SCP-3381-E: Uh… hello then, I'm… David. My father was McAndrew, but I never used that surname. Sounds pompous as fuck. And to answer your question, I learned it here. I was a good for nothing man at the time… a mess, always doing terrible jobs to get a fix… drugs were going strong, and I just wanted a fix, y'know…? Can't blame my family for kicking me out. Anyway, I was sleeping in my hut, down in the… in… (SCP-3381-E stays silent for 14 seconds) Well, I was sleeping there, when fucking Francis walked in. I tried to kick him out, but you know how the old man is… Dr. Corvino: I can imagine how the confrontation went, yes. SCP-3381-E: He offered me a job. Like, a legit one. He was usually the one doing the filming and the editing, so he showed me what to do. Dr. Corvino: And how was it? Working here, I mean. SCP-3381-E: Ah, it was terrible! I hated it! Sure, I can't complain now, and I know I have to be thankful to Francis for what he did… but I don't know… besides feeling like I was showed pity, his work ethic was like… prehistorical! I mean, even Jackie had to fight him a few times over what props she could use… I kinda noticed they are all quite old-timey. I don't mind much now, but when I started, it was terrible. Dr. Corvino: But you stayed. SCP-3381-E: Heh, of course I did… I mean, it was a job… something to distract me from where I lived… from what I ate…. it was… it is this fantastic escape from the dumpster, from reality, y'know? I'm… glad I can stay here, for as long as I want… Addendum: A man by the name of David McAndrew was declared missing in 1965 in the city of Los Angeles, and subsequently declared dead after seven years. Interview with SCP-3381-F consists of 12 minutes of shaky camera chasing SCP-3381-F through what appears to be an abandoned apartment complex in an advanced state of decay. No interview with SCP-3381-G was recorded. Addendum 3381-01: After Experiment-3381-06, the item was seen to deteriorate faster then usual. Sleeping subjects do not remember seeing SCP-3381-Alpha, and instead describe nightmares and lucid dreams involving SCP-3381-G. No movie has been created by these subjects. The item has been seen secreting saline water, as well as red liquid: test results showed this substance to be blood, specifically from an unknown human female. + Exploration log 3381-07 - Close log >Experiment 3381-07 Subjects: Agent Mixson (Stuffy), Agent Whitely (Grimm), Agent Lofton (Sassy). Notes: Due to the drastic changes in the behavior of SCP-3381 after Experiment 3381-06, Dr. Corvino requested the intervention of MTF Omicron Rho "The Dream Team" to investigate the cause of the item's new behavior. Agent Mixson was given the order to fall asleep on SCP-3381, while Agent Whitely and Agent Lofton were to join him once asleep. Results: The experiment lasted for 37 minutes. Subjects were seen moving and muttering in their sleep. Agent Whitely was the first to wake up without major incident. Agent Lofton woke up 12 seconds later without major incident. Agent Mixson woke up 63 seconds later, and attempted to attack surrounding personnel. After a struggle, Agent Mixson was forcibly sedated by guard personnel. An interview was soon taken with Agent Whitely shortly afterwards. Interviewer: Dr. Corvino Interviewee: Agent Whitely Dr. Corvino: How are you feeling, soldier? (Chair scraping) Still holding up? Agent Whitely: Nothing I can't handle sir, thank you. I'll feel better after I take my meds. Dr. Corvino: I understand. I hope you feel well enough to file a report on your mission. We must do it as soon as possible, you know that. Agent Whitely: Yes sir, I'm aware. I'm ready to answer your questions. Dr. Corvino: Very well. Would you please start from when you and Agent Lofton entered Agent Mixson's dream? Agent Whitely: Yeah, sure. So… (Subject stays silent for few seconds) After the dizziness wore off, we located Stuffy almost immediately. We were on what appeared to be a long, white beach. White sand, very thin. There was a vast black sea, I could hear the waves. It was like I could almost hear seagulls too, although if I didn't see any. Oh, it was night, too, that's right. There were a lot of stars… I think Sassy could tell you all about that, he has a photographic memory after all… Anyway, we had read the reports, so we figured we couldn't be that far off from SCP-3381-Alpha, so we regrouped and started to move along the beach. Dr. Corvino: I take it there was something other than the beach, then…? Agent Whitely: Ah, yes yes, the beach seemed like it was just the edge of an island, and we could head inland if we wanted… but we thought we would wake up if we strayed too far from the objective, so we kept on the sand. (Subject remains silent for 17 seconds) …The sand started to turn red when SCP-3381-Alpha came into sight. The smell was… well, blood. I think you probably already figured that out. We saw this building… we felt it was the right building, but it was… like, distorted. Bent on itself, leaking this mix of blood and slime, muddying all the sand. Sassy went in front, Stuffy second, and I brought up the rear. For now, the whole dream seemed pretty stable, but inside… (Subject rubs her eyes) Excuse me. Dr. Corvino: Take your time. I'm sure your medicine is on the way. Agent Whitely: I hope so. Well, Sassy opened the door, and the first thing I noticed was the smell. It was terrible… like, rotten meat, rotten eggs, and fish left out in the sun. It was disgusting, it took a lot to not wake up at that. The… floor was coated in red. It was the main hall, or at least it looked like it. There were posters all along the walls. Like in a movie theater, but they were all damaged and torn… and the blood… Agent Whitely: We kept going. It was like something had completely wrecked the place. There were markings all over, chairs broken and shapes like little dolls. It was… disturbing. We kept going for a bit, until we reached a corridor. And then it started! The walls started to creak and wail like a fucking ghost, and opening little holes opened all over the place and we could see little yellow eyes staring at us out of them. The entire building shifted, and we saw the entrance vanish behind us. Sassy was freaking out, so Stuffy took his place in front. It was disturbing but… not much worse, 'til we started to go up. I should mention, that the pictures started to appear around this time, too. Dr. Corvino: What pictures? Agent Whitely: Ah yeah. A lot of them. all the same picture, framed, or just like that, nailed to the walls. All of this little blonde girl with pigtails. A lot of them were scratched-up and smeared with blood. Sassy could probably give you a better description… Dr. Corvino: Noted. Please continue. Agent Whitely: Yeah, so, we kept going. There were few sets of stairs, some of them defying gravity but… well, dream. There were a lot of closed doors, too. We could hear people screaming from the inside, banging on the doors or the walls.* Dr. Corvino: Can you remember if these voices said anything understandable? Agent Whitely: Yeah…. I remember hearing a couple of guys, and a gal later… they were screaming a lot, but I think the general consensus was like "don't make me remember". So… we kept going up. Found a couple of rooms, unlocked. One was… I think where movie people edit the movies? Well, it was all open, and everything was caked in blood. There was… (Subject stays silent for 12 seconds) This guy… on the floor… seemed like the cameraman guy from the interview… Dr. Corvino: SCP-3381-E? (A shuffling of paper as Dr. Corvino holds up a still frame of SCP-3381-E) Agent Whitely: Yeah, that guy. On the floor, screaming, with rats all over him. They ripped his flesh, and then ripped him open, over and over. We moved away from them after a few seconds. Not much we could do there. The second room was… odd. Dr. Corvino: Define "odd", please. Agent Whitely: Well… out of place. I can understand the nightmare thing, with the screaming, blood, pain… this room was… well, normal. As if had been left untouched. And it wasn't even all that special. I mean, it was just a little storage area, dark, a lot of boxes, a few shelves covered in DVD cases. Stacks and stacks of those. There was another door, but it was locked, so we kept moving. And the world around us went from a mass of deformed flesh, all red and veiny, to white. Stuffy thought it was bones at first, but when we checked, it was… well, concrete. The layout changed rather quickly, actually. The stairs turned into the stairs of what we all just kind of knew was an apartment complex. We could hear screaming still, but it was muffled. The walls were completely covered in those photos, at this point. Quite unnerving. Agent Whitely: We stopped after we started to hear footsteps. Like someone running. We moved and took cover. In a matter of moments we saw the little shadow… F? SCP-3381-F, running, while the big one was chasing it. The big one was actually speaking… or at least, trying to. It was a garbled mess. It had these long freaky fingers that it scratched on the floor with this horrid screeching sound… we held position, even if I knew Stuffy wanted to jump in. The big one kept chasing the smaller one 'til it reached it, and it started to [DATA EXPUNGED] Dr. Corvino: I…. understand. What… happened after? Agent Whitely: Well, the big one moved away, and what was left of the small one vanished. And after a few seconds, we heard the running again. Stuffy wanted to intervene, but me and Sassy tried to push him forward… you guys gave us an exploration mission, so we kept going. Until we found ourselves face to face with the big one. Like, it came out right from behind a corner! Dr. Corvino: Did it try to interact with you? Agent Whitely: I feel like it didn't expect there to be three of us. It started to move towards Stuffy, but stopped when it saw me and Sassy. Backed away, holding its head as it started raining outside. I… think I heard sirens too. But it didn't last long. The thing screeched and attacked Stuffy. The walls started to turn red, with all these black spikes emerging, chains and arms coming for us… it was a mess. I could see Stuffy struggling against this thing, trying to fight it off. I got scratched by those freaky nails… It was painful… Sassy was calling for aborting the mission… So I pulled out. It was all falling down, there was screaming, everything was starting to collapse… those sirens, flashes of red and blue light, the rain… I couldn't have done anything more. Dr. Corvino: I understand agent, thank you for your report. This interview is over. <End Log> After interviewing Agent Lofton, additional information was obtained from his recollections: A study of the position of the stars in the dream's sky positioned the Studio's location on the island of Lemnos, Greece. The unknown child depicted in the photos has been identified as Susan Baker, murdered in 1986 in Los Angeles after being kidnapped and held prisoner for two months by ██████ Lewis, who killed her in her sleep. He was subsequently found and killed during a police raid two months later. The boxes in the storage area were marked as "Thanathos' Stygian Delivery Service." Addendum-3381-07-A: One week after the events of Experiment 3381-07, the item was tested again, as all external anomalies had ceased to manifest. SCP-3381 has returned to its usual behavior, except now SCP-3381-F is often sighted in the background of movies, waving or cheering. There has not been any reported sighting of SCP-3381-G as of yet. Addendum-3381-07-B: Two days after Experiment 3381-07, Agent Mixson reported sightings of an entity resembling SCP-3381-G in his dreams, as if part of his own self. To avoid a breach in containment, Agent's Oneiric form was killed following Omicron Rho's Omega protocol, stopping any possible contact with his dreams. Agent was removed from task force Omicron Rho, and reassigned to on-site duty. Agent declared that when his Oneiric form was killed, he could feel "someone dying for the second time". |
SCP-3382 | keter | Item #: SCP-3382 Special Containment Procedures: Mobile Task Force Delta-66 ("Poster Boys") are to monitor highways in the state of Arkansas for SCP-3382-A appearances. Instances are to be relocated to containment at Site-64. Testing has revealed SCP-3382-A instance are non-anomalous in nature, and personnel are authorised to disassemble and repurpose material in the interest of storage. Foundation webcrawler DjinnSpotter is to monitor social media and forums for mention of the name or number featured on SCP-3382-A instances, and flagged posts are to be deleted with class-A amnestics administered to all involved individuals. Information warning against make-a-wish scams is to be disseminated throughout Arkansas in order to discourage civilian interaction with uncontained SCP-3382-A instances. Description: SCP-3382 refers to the anomalous appearance of billboards across the North American state of Arkansas, designated SCP-3382-A, featuring advertisements for a phone hotline titled "Ill wishes". SCP-3382-A instances feature the name of the charity as well as a phone number1 and the slogan "Dreams fulfilled for the terminally ill". Frequency of SCP-3382-A appearances correspond with the proximity to the center of the state, with manifestations occurring at least once every 14 days within a 10km radius. Local city council members do not recall authorising the construction of suspect billboards and cannot recall how long they have been present. Children under the age of 10 who dial the number on SCP-3382-A are greeted by a female voice2, designated SCP-3382-B, and asked for their wish. Subjects who have already made a wish, or subjects over the age of 10, will instead be alerted that the number is disconnected. Once a wish has been made SCP-3382-B will wish subjects a nice day and the call will end, with the specifics of the wish actualising within seven days3. Addendum 3382/A.1: Test Log Wishes made and observed under Foundation testing are documented below. All subjects were administered class-A amnestics upon conclusion of testing. Subject Wish Result Notes 10 year old male, diagnosed with leukemia. "I wanna meet ███ █████" 3 days after returning home, subject received a visit from █████. Subject elatedly engaged in conversation for 2 hours on topics including their illness and sports. When questioned regarding knowledge of personal information including subject's name, address and condition, █████ was unable to answer. 7 year old female with stage 2 liver cancer. Though normally treatable, subject's family did not have sufficient funds to afford medical costs. "I wish the doctor could make me better" No immediate result noted, subject debriefed and sent home. 5 days later subject received a call from cancer treatment center Mayo Clinic offering free comprehensive treatment. Despite not being terminally ill, subject's wish was still granted. SCP-3382-B appears to take into consideration circumstances that would result in a caller's death, not just the severity of their condition. 5 year old female with a severe congenial heart defect. "Can I please see Santa Claus?" Approximately 5 minutes later SCP-████ appeared in the room and presented a large, wrapped gift to subject, declaring she had been a "very good girl this year". Present contained a stuffed teddy bear with a heart and "get well soon" embroidered onto it. Testing revealed no anomalous properties. 8 year old male with a malignant brain tumor. Given 6 months to live. "I want Mummy and Daddy back together". Extended custody battle ended the following day, and a marriage certificate was signed the following week. Upon questioning, subject's parents professed they only wanted the best for their child, and were willing to work through anything to make him happy in his final months. Observation over following weeks recorded increasing substance addiction and violence from subject's parents. Subject subsequently taken into protective custody by local child protection services. 9 year old female with multiple sclerosis. "I wanna see Mummy again". Immediately after call termination, subject collapsed and was found to be without pulse. Medical staff were unable to resuscitate. A subsequent autopsy revealed no abnormalities, and cause of death was determined to be a heart attack. A background check revealed subject's mother had passed away 3 years prior. 6 year old female, healthy. "I want a Barbie doll". SCP-3382-B is heard saying "I hope it was worth it" with uncharacteristic malice before the call ends. Requested item appeared in subject's possession immediately after. Subject began complaining of severe nausea and dizziness shortly after. A subsequent medical scan revealed stage 4 breast cancer. Subject given terminal diagnosis and 6 weeks to live. 10 year old male, healthy. "Can I have a football signed by ███ █████?". SCP-3382-B again heard saying "I hope it was worth it" before ending the call. Requested item appeared in subject's possession immediately after. Subject complained of exhaustion but does not display any signs of illness. Prior to dismissal, subject complained of a "really loud ticking". Further investigation determined subject was infected with SCP-217. Subject and all involved staff terminated by site security, testing facilities quarantined to prevent further spread. "Further testing on healthy patients poses an unacceptable risk of containment breach and is henceforth forbidden without my express consent." - Dr. █████████. 7 year old male, diagnosed with Osteogenesis imperfecta. "I really want the Golden State Warriors to win this year" All media, including season records, team standings, video footage, and human memories of games during the 2017 NBA season, reflect a victory by the Golden State Warriors. Subject confused when introduced to season records, claiming Miami Heat had won. Further questioning revealed almost all game results throughout the season did not match subject's memory. "A 7 year old kid just caused a minor CK-level event because his team didn't win. All it would take is an innocent wish for someone's grandfather to still be alive and the entire world as we know it could change. All future wishes must be provided to the child by testing personnel." - Dr. █████████. 10 year old female, healthy despite complaints of stomach ache. Subject instructed by assistant researcher █████ to make wish "I want to never be sick again". SCP-3382-B's usual composure breaks and is recorded saying "You think you can just-" with extreme hostility, before pausing for two seconds, then wishing the subject a nice day and ending the call. Subject subsequently reported her stomach ache was gone. Post-test medical examination of subject revealed no anomalies. Midway through debriefing, assistant researcher █████ began coughing blood violently, and was subsequently diagnosed with severe Acquired Immunodeficiency Syndrome, despite no history of Human Immunodeficiency Virus. Further Foundation-sanctioned wishes not recommended. Footnotes 1. Despite an Arkansas area code, attempts to trace calls have failed to yield a location. 2. Voice analysis returned a match to Agatha Hawksburn, an Arkansas cancer patient who disappeared in mysterious circumstances connected to SCP-████ in 1983. 3. Refer to Addendum 3382/A.1 for testing details. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3382" by Wazikamawata, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3382. 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-3383 | euclid | SCP-3383 during period of anomalous sound manifestation. Item #: SCP-3383 Special Containment Procedures: The residential properties and forested area directly bordering SCP-3383 have been purchased by a Foundation front company, and are to be occupied by panel-selected D-Class individuals and a staff team of three Level-2 researchers and five security personnel. All houses in the area have been provided with basic amenities and will receive weekly food and essential item deliveries. D-Class personnel assigned to SCP-3383 are to behave as members of a neighborhood largely populated by senior citizens seeking a quiet life. They are to be given daily allotments of tasks to fulfill, including yard maintenance work and processing warehouse items for nearby Foundation sites. Requests for additional leisure material and supervised access to surrounding areas may be made; security staff may fulfill requests based on good behavior. Security personnel are to regularly patrol the perimeter of SCP-3383, under the guise of maintaining proper groundskeeping for the private property. Any unauthorized individuals attempting to access SCP-3383 are to be intercepted, interviewed, and amnesticized prior to release. Description: SCP-3383 is a small lake in Escambia County of northern Florida, in the United States of America. When an individual introduces any man-made artificial material into SCP-3383, all humans within 5 meters of SCP-3383 will perceive a loud, irritating series of noises, noted by test subjects to be similar to the tones produced by a dial-up internet modem. While largely-regarded as annoying, the noises do not appear to cause any lasting negative effects. These noises are not muffled by protective wear, and will not be detected by electronic equipment. Of note, when anomalous noises are produced by SCP-3383, circular patterns of ripples will manifest on its surface, regardless of current wind conditions or attempts to disturb the lake water. Individuals who are hard-of-hearing will perceive vibrations, similar to those caused by large speaker systems. The sounds produced by SCP-3383 will persist for at least 20 minutes before ceasing, or until the man-made object has been removed from the lake. SCP-3383 was first brought to Foundation attention when multiple noise complaints were filed by homeowners in the surrounding neighborhood, which at the time was exclusively populated by senior citizens and single young adults. Older individuals had complained about their younger neighbors constantly using loud computer equipment, which was disputed by the accused who noted that they had never used dial-up internet. A Foundation team was dispatched to the location to begin surveillance, and afterward the house occupants were gradually relocated to other neighborhoods. Addendum SCP-3383-1: When Foundation researchers later began removing various waste articles1 from SCP-3383, they began perceiving a new anomalous noise, nearly identical to the startup tones associated with early Windows products. Subsequent cleaning visits also triggered the softer, more pleasant tones, even prior to personnel beginning the cleaning process. During the winter of 20██, when the Foundation concluded the first preliminary cleaning sweep, SCP-3383 was noted to have completely frozen over for the first time in decades. Prior to this, residents had noted that the water always appeared “agitated”. Addendum SCP-3383-2: Based on recent developments, it is currently believed that SCP-3383 may harbor an anomalous entity. On ██/██/████, upon first arriving at SCP-3383 after receiving the new assignment, Doctors Silas Harjo and Elias Harjo (brothers who had been employed by the Foundation for twenty years) noted that they perceived the outline of a large serpentine shape within the lake. While the entity was not clearly visible, the doctors were reasonably certain that the head of the snakelike being possessed long, stag-like antlers. Subsequent scans and imaging analysis detected no such entity within the lake. The following day, Drs. Harjo and Harjo conducted a trial run of a new experimental process, involving attempting to communicate with SCP-3383 using various pre-recorded electronic tones and short sound clips. Though none of the pre-recorded sounds resulted in a reaction from SCP-3383, when the personnel began lightly conversing2 in their ancestral Muscogee language, a small herd of male deer emerged from the surrounding trees. The deer reportedly appeared non-anomalous, though all possessed some form of injury, whether a malformed leg or a scabbed-over wound. The deer walked to the edge of SCP-3383 and began to drink, upon which their injuries began to disappear. Drs. Harjo and Harjo were then approached by the deer, which laid down next to the shoreline of SCP-3383 and remained in place after the doctors returned to their quarters. The Foundation is currently searching for a spiritual leader of Muscogee importance, or a descendant of a prominent figure of similar cultural folklore background, to facilitate future communication with the entity residing in SCP-3383. Revisions to containment procedures are being discussed to accommodate the deer now permanently residing on the banks of SCP-3383. Footnotes 1. Including plastic drink bottles, electric batteries of various sizes, and a complete computer hard drive. 2. It is noted that neither Silas Harjo nor Elias Harjo are completely fluent in any Muskogean languages. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3383" by Zyn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3383. 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: Lake.jpg Author: Zyn License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-3384 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3384 Special Containment Procedures: Social media platforms and video hosting websites are to be monitored by Foundation-operated web analysis bots for posts advertising a "try not to laugh" video compilation. These video compilations are to be recorded for fifteen seconds and sent to a manual observer on-site. Should the recorded fifteen seconds consist of blank footage, the observer is to flag it and have the video taken down immediately. Web analysis bots must operate 24/7 and are to be checked for defects on a weekly basis. Description: SCP-3384 is a video often posted to social media and video hosting websites advertising a "try not to laugh" challenge titled "You laugh, you go to Hell", "You're going to Hell if you laugh" or similar titles involving the term Hell. SCP-3384 typically appears as a post by popular users with high follower or subscriber counts, though no user has ever expressed knowledge of posting or uploading SCP-3384. Viewers of SCP-3384 report seeing eleven minutes and six seconds of compiled video clips tailored to their subjective sense of humor, and are considered to be funny by 100% of exposed subjects. All attempts to record or view SCP-3384 through live feed have resulted in blank footage. Should a viewer "laugh" at the content of SCP-3384, they will instantly be engulfed in flames that encompass a diameter of three meters, charring and leaving burn marks on the subject's surroundings, as well as emitting a distinct smell of sulfur. These flames have been measured to reach a maximum temperature of 462 °C. Sounds of distressed screaming originating from within the flames have been recorded and analyzed, revealing the screaming to be made up of several different voices including that of the subject. Subjects will invariably disappear before the flames have dissipated. No subject has ever been found or recovered. Addendum: Incident report 3384-1 Incident 3384-1 SCP involved: SCP-3384 Personnel involved: Head Researcher Kijuro & Security Officer Bates Description: Head Researcher Kijuro was held at gunpoint by Security Officer Bates at 11:34am on 02/11/2017 during routine testing of SCP-3384. Officer Bates barricaded himself and Researcher Kijuro inside of the designated testing room, then proceeded to handcuff Researcher Kijuro to a chair and forced him to view SCP-3384 several times before Kijuro was engulfed in flames and vanished. Officer Bates surrendered to the responding security team soon after. Security Officer Bates was interrogated, during which he made allegations against Head Researcher Kijuro, accusing him of conducting unethical tests with SCP-3384 using several D-Class personnel. Officer Bates was made to elaborate on these accusations, to which he said that Researcher Kijuro compelled up to eight D-Class personnel to view SCP-3384 and ordered them to refrain from laughing. These tests were allegedly conducted to pinpoint what SCP-3384 considers to be a laugh. Security Officer Bates was terminated shortly after providing this final statement: "Should I have done it? Probably not. But it's done, and I have to stand by my actions. I've seen horrible shit done to the Class-Ds, and I've always accepted it as a necessary evil. But this is different from turning them inside out, or sending them into some fucked up place with a monster inside. We're dealing with people's souls here, not just their lives, and if that video actually does what it says it does, then we're damning people to an eternity of misery just to figure out what a fucking laugh is. Fuck that! He deserved it, and I'm not gonna be a part of this bullshit anymore." ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3384" by Black Spruce, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3384. 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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Image Credit: See comments. ▸ More by this Author ◂ {$comments2} F.A.Q. {$doesthisfixthebug} 4/3385 LEVEL 4/3385 CLASSIFIED Item #: SCP-3385 Safe Assigned Site Site Director Research Head Assigned MTF Site-82 Dr. Morgan Armaud Dr. Julia Mølgaard Sigma-13 ("Deepwater") Special Containment Procedures SCP-3385 has been secured in a drydock at the Site-82 deep-water containment facility. All knowledge of the specifics of SCP-3385 is to be restricted to L4/3385 clearance and above, and no physical or digital records are to be maintained anywhere outside of Site-82 or its corresponding Deepwell Catalogue. Any personnel caught leaving the facility with such will be subject to immediate detainment, revocation of their security clearance, and/or demotion to Class E. Further disciplinary procedures are available at the discretion of the Site Director. The reactor aboard SCP-3385 is to undergo a complete physical inspection twice yearly and additional fuel reserves added as needed. Under no circumstances should the flow of power to the forward compartments be interrupted. Access to the forward compartments of SCP-3385 are restricted to research staff personally selected and cleared by the current Site Director & the assigned HMCL supervisor. Description SCP-3385, c. unknown SCP-3385 is a retrofitted Vanguard-class nuclear powered submersible vehicle. The original Commissioning plaque shows signs of having been removed and replaced with a new one listing the vehicle as the HMRNS Far Horizon, recommissioned at the Vickers Shipbuilding and Engineering Ltd shipyard Barrow-in-Furness, Cumbria.1 The interior of SCP-3385 has been completely retrofitted and the forward portions of the hull have been expanded to make room for the four large containment chambers that run most of the length of the vehicle. The launch tubes, loading mechanisms, and storage bays for the original Vanguard-class missile and torpedo payload have been completely removed and replaced by these chambers. The bridge and conning tower area have also been retrofitted to allow for the installation of a small habitation area and a control room for the management and limited maintenance for both the containment chambers and the nuclear reactor located in the aft of the vehicle. Only three of the four containment chambers aboard SCP-3385 remain operational, and evidence located in the bridge computer systems supports the probability that parts were scavenged from the inoperable chamber in order to shore up failing systems in the other three. All four containment chambers contain 182 cryogenic stasis pods for a total of 728 in all. Each pod was occupied upon discovery, though a scan of the interior of each pod has revealed a high probability that the occupants contained within are biologically deceased. Due to the unknown nature of the technology used during the freezing process, this probability cannot currently be confirmed. Research into the technology of the stasis pods indicates that the pods were designed and built in a remarkably short time, and various thaumaturgical elements were utilized in the process. Investigations into these elements and the science behind the creations of the pods as a whole are ongoing. Attached Addenda Discovery SCP-3385 was initially discovered in August, 2014 by the crew of the Whalesong, an ocean floor survey vessel licensed to Seastar Survey Ltd. It was located resting on the ocean floor within the Aegir Ridge, due north of the Faroe Islands. The Foundation became aware of SCP-3385 when assets embedded in the UK Hydrographic Office listed the Seastar Survey report as a potential anomaly. The Foundation assumed control over the investigation while acting through intermediaries within the British Royal Navy. The SCPS Falconer2 was dispatched in May, 2015. After receiving no indication of interior activity, dive teams were able to ascertain that SCP-3385 was holding steady at neutral buoyancy and was tethered to the ocean floor via an underwater anchor. This tether was severed and SCP-3385 was towed to the underwater drydock at Site-82 for analysis. Additional Research On May 21, 2015, SCP-3385 was successfully installed in one of the submarine dry docks at Site-82. MTF Sigma-13 was assigned to conduct the initial foray into the interior of SCP-3385, which they completed with no casualties. ■ 3385.doc.01 - Video Transcript ■ □ 3385.doc.01 - Video Transcript □ Exploration Video Log Transcript Date: 2015/05/21 @ 13:40 Survey Team: MTF Sigma-13 ("Deepwater") Operational directive: Enter and explore the interior of SCP-3385 Team Lead: Lt. Major Francine Guiseppe, "Alpha" Foreword: The primary hatch built into the conning tower was successfully breached by the Site-82 technicians with MTF Sigma-13 standing by for interior survey. [BEGIN LOG] [Video feed is from Lt. Major Guiseppe's helmet cam. The view sweeps from side to side as ve visually inspects vir team] Alpha: Button up. Check your oxygen. We have no idea what the atmosphere inside this tin can is gonna be like, so we go in by the numbers. Initial scans show that there's power, but that's no guarantee we'll have lights and air. [The view pans across the four members of vir team as they recheck their equipment. Ve then turns to the waiting technician and the view bobs as ve gives the go-ahead. The technician taps a few things onto their tablet then disconnects the wires leading from it to the hatch. They nod, and Alpha gestures towards one of the other team members.] Alpha: Delta, get the hatch. Gamma, you're first in. Look, then drop. Weapons hot, people. [The feed bobs again as ve gives the signal. Delta spins the control wheel, and the hatch pops open with the hiss of escaping air. Gamma steps to the opening and peers down into it as Delta pushes the hatch open. He nods, then drops down into the hole. A soft clang can be heard as he lands a few feet below.] Gamma: Clear. Cramped, so I'm moving forward to give room. Alpha: Not too far, Gamma. [Gamma grunts in acknowledgement and Alpha drops in after, followed by the rest of the team. The angle is pointed down at a metal grating illuminated by the lamps on Alpha's helmet, then shifts up to illuminate a tight space dominated by the ladder and the rack of what appears to be a computer server array. A small hatch leading into the next area can be seen, with the light from Gamma's lamp illuminating the passage just beyond.] Gamma: Mother fucker. Alpha, we've got dead. I count two, no three. Looks like they've been here a while. [Alpha squeezes through the small hatch into a larger room that looks to be a small command bridge.] Alpha: Command, didn't you say this was a Vanguard? Command: It was the closest profile. Power signature and rear impeller setup matches the profile of the Vanguard-class, but the overall profile only vaguely resembles anything the RN has on record. Alpha: If this is the bridge, it isn't where it is supposed to be. And I'm pretty sure Royal Navy doctrine doesn't allow for cots to be where Guns would sit. [Alpha looks around the cramped compartment, lingering briefly on the cot near the door that is occupied by a vaguely human form covered by a sheet. Ve then looks up to the central command chair where sits a heavily desiccated corpse, this one dressed in a military uniform.] Alpha: Officer. Shoulder flash matches that of a Royal Navy Commodore with some extra bits. I don't see a nameplate. Beta: Boss, I got something here. [Alpha turns to see Beta standing over a computer console, the light illuminating a keyboard and a monitor. Blocks of text can be seen flickering on the screen, and Alpha makes vir way over to it.] Alpha: Command, we have active computers over here. Language looks like it's the Queen's English, too. Mostly standby data though, nothing really useful. Command: Good work. We'll send a team down after you clear. Analysis says that the bulk of the interior is taken up by four large chambers below you. Looks like there is an access tube on the starboard side. [Alpha steps across the cramped compartment, briefly glancing over at another cot containing the draped figure of a corpse. Ve shakes vir head then glances down at another hatch built into the floor.] Alpha: Gamma, does this whole place look… half-assed to you? Like they just crammed a bunch of stuff into whatever space they had left? I've been in the Vigilant, and she looks nothing like this. [Ve breaks off as ve gets a good look at the access point to the lower floors.] Alpha: Command, there's a serious lock on this hatch. I don't think we're equipped to open her up. Command: Understood. Seismograph and sonar are still showing only you guys moving around in there. Finish poking around in the bridge for a bit, then we'll send in the safecrackers. Alpha: Heard. We'll kick the floors a bit and see if we can get anything to stir. From the looks of these bodies, though, it's probably not going to do much good. [END LOG] Afterword: The Sigma-13 team remained on board for an additional 20 minutes before they withdrew, with no other signs of movement recorded. The hatch located by MTF Sigma-13 was sealed with a complex biometric lock utilizing a level of technological sophistication not currently known to the Foundation. After several days of steady progress, Site-82 were able to breach the lock with biological material harvested from the bridge officer. Using this process, the identity of the bridge officer was confirmed to be Grand Commodore Elliott Stewart of His Majesty's Royal Navy. This biological material was also used to unlock the secured database on board SCP-3385, which produced additional information about Commodore Stewart. Elliott Stewart, KCGC Grand Commodore Elliott Stewart, KCGC (born 12 Third, 29 BGW) is a Knight Companion of the Order of the Grand Cross and a member of His Majesty's Royal Navy. Early life and Education Stewart was born in Leeds, West Yorkshire, in the Kingdom of Britain. He received his primary education at St. Cuthbert's School for Boys, then went on to graduate with honors from the Royal Naval Academy, where he also completed the Accelerated Tactics & Warfare college at the top of his class. Naval Career In 9 BGW, Stewart accepted a commission as a Leftenant in His Majesty's Royal Navy directly from the Academy, and was assigned to serve as an attache to Admiral Cyrus Othaniel (Lord Bamfeld) in the lead up to the beginning of the Great War. After the events at New Brunswick, he was promoted to Captain, JG and given command of his first Wyvern-class destroyer, the HMRNS Sword of God. After distinguishing himself in the Battle of the Thames (where he was awarded his first Silver Star), he was promoted to Captain of the List (SG), and was given command of the HMRNS Virulent Redeemer, a Gallant-class heavy cruiser. Once again instrumental in the Arctic Circle Offensive, he was given a brevet rank of Commodore and lead the 338.51 offensive against the Turks in 18 GW. This rank was confirmed on 19 Tenth, 28 GW, where he was also inducted into the Order of the Grand Cross. Commodore Stewart (Far right), with Lord Bamfeld (Center), and Captain (SG) Frederick. Born: 12 Third, 29 BGW (Age 68) Allegiance: Kingdom of Great Britain Service/branch: His Majesty's Royal Navy Years of service: 9 BGW – present Rank: Grand Commodore Commands held: HMRNS Far Horizon HMRNS Virulent Redeemer HMRNS Sword of God Battles: The North American Campaign Arctic Circle Offensive Battle of the Thames The London Retreat Awards: Order the Grand Cross (KC) Imperial Medal of Valor Monarch's Appreciation Silver Star (**) While the events in the North American Campaign proved to be ultimately fruitless, Stewart was able to distinguish himself as the only active field officer to achieve his objectives. For this, he was promoted to Knight Companion of the OGC. His actions at New York, which allowed for the retreat of the surviving members of the 10th British Expeditionary Force, also earned him the Monarch's Appreciation. Harried the entire way across the North Atlantic, his decisive leadership and great sacrifice allowed for the majority of Third Fleet to survive the engagement with the Americans and return to England. Upon return to the homeland, he was awarded the Imperial Medal of Valor and given command of the HMRNS Far Horizon. Further details on this command have been classified. On May 25, 2015, MTF Sigma-13 returned to SCP-3385 to conduct an exploration of the four containment chambers below the command bridge. ■ 3385.doc.02 - Video Transcript ■ □ 3385.doc.02 - Video Transcript □ Exploration Video Log Transcript Date: 2015/05/25 @ 09:33 Survey Team: MTF Sigma-13 ("Deepwater") Operational directive: Enter and explore the interior of SCP-3385 Team Lead: Lt. Major Francine Guiseppe, "Alpha" Foreword: While seismographic and sonar scans have still failed to identify any other signs of activity aboard SCP-3385 aside from that of the research team, MTF Sigma-13 was assigned to conduct further exploration as per protocol. [BEGIN LOG] [Video feed is from Lt. Major Guiseppe's helmet cam. The view holds steady on the hatch.] Alpha: Ok. Take 2, interior exploration of SCP-3385. Tech says that that hatch is pressure sealed, so we are back in our environment suits. Still no signs of movement down there, but that doesn't mean that something won't wake up, or maybe these Kingdom boys rigged something nasty. Stay frosty. [Alpha nods at the tech standing by at the hatch and he presses a gelpack against the bioscanner on the lock. The lights on the bridge switch to an ochre hue, and a hiss of escaping air can be heard from the hatch. Alpha gestures at Gamma, and he joins Delta and the tech at the hatch. The tech backs away and steps out of frame. Delta counts down with hand signals, then lifts the hatch.] Gamma: Dropping in. There are lights on down there. [A grunt can be heard as Gamma lands on the deck below the hatch and Alpha steps across to drop down behind them. The two of them are standing in a cramped corridor, dull lights shining down upon a metal grate from recessed points in the hull above them. Heavy cabling and pipework fills the space beneath the catwalk.] Gamma: Two directions. Fore appears to lead to a wider space about 10 meters up. Delta: Aft seems to extend back all the way to the reactor bulkhead. Rangefinder on my scope says 62 meters. [Alpha glances forward, then aft.] Alpha: Gamma, Delta, you're with me, we're going forward. Beta, you and Epsilon are on rearguard. Stay here and cover our exit. [The team murmurs assent and Gamma leads off forward, Alpha close behind. The walkway opens up to a wider area with two curved ladders on either side leading down to the deck below. Before them appears to be another server rack, with a dark monitor mounted at chest height. Alpha taps Gamma on the shoulder and gestures to vir left, then ve turns right after motioning Delta to follow. Alpha slings vir gun behind vir and begins climbing down the ladder into the space below. As soon as ve passes the level of the walkway, the space opens into a large disc-shaped room, revealing the ends of four large cylinders that stretch back and away into darkness.] Gamma: [Whistles tonelessly.] You seein' this, boss? Alpha: We're both in the same room, Gamma. Of course I can. Command, it looks like we're in the nose of SCP-3385. There isn't a lot of space up here, just these four giant cylinders. Each one appears to have a hatch, and they've conveniently included lights. Top, starboard looks like it's either unfinished or they scavenged it for parts. The light above that hatch is red and all the others are green. Command: I see it. Go ahead and try bottom, starboard. Alpha: Heard. Heading to starboard bottom cylinder. [Ve looks over at Gamma and beckons him over.] Alpha: Gamma, you're out here. Keep line of sight on the ladders and down the central walkway. Beta, you and Eps head aft, though I'm guessing you'll get another set of ladders and an access hatch to the reactor. Report anything unexpected and hold station above the aft ladders. Beta: Heard. Heading aft. [Alpha climbs the rest of the way down to the floor below, by-passing the landing for the top containment chamber to step out onto the bottom one. Ve nods at Gamma, who moves up to open the hatch.] Alpha: Command, opening hatch now. [Gamma pulls back on the lever and the door swings open on what look like hydraulic pistons. Lights inside flicker then steady as Alpha moves into the cylinder.] Alpha: Command, this one appears to be lined with short tubes, three to a side, with a very narrow central walkway between them. They really crammed this thing full. Also, my temperature gauge just dropped through the floor. Reading… [Ve looks down at the readout on vir forearm] neg 5 C. Cold in here. Command: Chilly. Maybe they were storing something? Can you see what's in the tubes? Any way to open them? [Alpha examines the tube to vir right, running a hand lightly across the shape. This brushes off some of the ice that coats the surface revealing a gunmetal colored surface beneath.] Alpha: This one has a window. Hold on, I'm clearing ice. [Alpha begins to rub at the surface, breaking off more of the ice to reveal a rectangular window in the tube. Ve withdraws a flashlight from vir webbing and clicks it on to shine the light into the opening.] Alpha: Fuck me, there are people in these things. Frozen goddamn people. [END LOG] Afterword: MTF Sigma-13 found no evidence of recent activity and was cleared to withdraw after confirming that the other cylinders contained the same as the first. A total of 728 cryogenic pods were identified aboard SCP-3385, with the 182 in the S13 cylinder showing obvious signs of technical failure. It is unclear if this technical failure was a result of the original SCP-3385 crew salvaging parts to repair the other cylinders, or if the system failure predated such activity. Additional medical and technical staff were assigned to SCP-3385 to provide analysis of the technology involved in the process, headed up by Dr. Julia Mølgaard, a specialist in unknown paratechnology. SCPF Internal Memorandum FROM: Dr. Julia Mølgaard TO: Dr. Morgan Armaud DATE: 2015/07/12 RE: SCP-3385 initial findings The technology used to develop the containment chambers must have been cutting edge at the time. There are circuits and power regulation shunts that are decades ahead of the stuff I found on the rest of the ship. While the reactor tech was just about a match for the stuff that our Royal Navy has, the computer architecture used to govern the chambers is like nothing I've ever seen. Just looking at the specs for that makes it pretty clear to me that this stuff was added aftermarket, and the analysis from the engineers confirmed it. The metallurgical reports on SCP-3385's hull show signs of some kind of weird repair work. The hull wasn't cut apart and reinforced in order to make room for the cylinders, it looks like additional material was just… added in? It's difficult to describe. My professors back at MIT would say it's impossible, but it looks like the entire hull was flash melted and forced grown. It's almost organic, but the growth is so uniform it had to have been done mechanically. Rogers4 seemed downright giddy over the idea, but he thinks that it was done with some sort of complex thaumaturgical ritual. They used magic to open up the thing, pull out everything inside it, shove those big cylinders in, then seal it all back up. Frankly, there is no way we could have done that using non-anomalous tech. Sure, we probably could cut her open, add more plating, etc., but none of that would have come close to matching the time scale shown on this project. Rogers and the other engineers think that the process probably took place over the course of a few days. Our process? 13-19 months, provided nothing went wrong. There's a reason we don't cut open submarines once we've built them and expect them to be seaworthy afterwards. But that isn't the exciting part. I authorized the medical guys to start opening up some of the non-functional cryo caskets. Stewart and the others clearly hadn't opened them before, I guess they just did what they could and wrote all those people off when they tried to save the others. Anyway, each of the 'passengers' were sealed inside their own individual sections. Tiny little compartments and I haven't the foggiest idea how they got all of them in there. They loaded them all in from the end and sealed them up behind them? That meant that whoever went first was probably in that tube for several hours before they could start freezing the whole thing all at once. The idea almost had me breaking out in hives when we first thought of it, and that seems to be the most likely candidate. I'm getting sidetracked. Each passenger also had a small allotment of personal space and we found a bunch of personal effects. Journals, a few toys, some pictures. No cash or anything that looks like it'd be a trade-able good. Either they figured money wouldn't be worth anything where they were going, or they all decided that what they did take was more valuable. Either way, the choice was universal. We opened all the pods in the S1 and none of them had anything more than items of personal value. I'm sending over a list that we compiled for your review. -Mølgaard ■ Attachment 1 - SCP-3385_contents_list.pdf, 12.1mb ■ □ Attachment 1 - SCP-3385_contents_list.pdf, 12.1mb □ [This list has been truncated with duplicate or irrelevant items omitted]5 Item # Description # 8 1 electronic audio recording device with on-board storage (916 grams) 14 5x7 photographs (70 grams) # 24 1 personal electronic device (993 grams) # 37 1 small bear plushie, well worn (904 grams) # 41 1 8mm black titanium men's wedding band (6 grams) # 86 1 blank journal (948 grams) 1 writing stylus (5 grams) 12 ink refills for stylus (3 grams each) # 112 1 bundle of 26 handwritten letters (988 grams) # 143 1 hand-held electronic media viewing/listening device with on-board power and storage (997 grams) Contents: - 84 feature length (90-140 minute) animated educational videos with sound, depicting agricultural and survival how-to guides. - 1 18 minute video message. The majority of the items recovered from the S1 containment chamber were of personal or educational value and were transferred into storage. Of particular note was an 18 minute video message that was comprised of a series of clips shot in the days leading up to the launch of SCP-3385. ■ 3385.doc.04 - Video Transcript ■ □ 3385.doc.04 - Video Transcript □ Foreword: These recordings appear to have been captured in the days before the launch of SCP-3385 and represent the only recovered footage to date of the civilization that built and launched SCP-3385 [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] [Video shows the underside of the top bed in a metal bunk. The view shifts rapidly to show a brief glimpse of a gray painted wall, the top of the bunk it rests on, then levels off to show a young woman. Her age is difficult to guess as appearance shows signs of severe malnutrition, with her cheek bones and jawline prominent underneath taut skin.] Unknown person: Uh. I think this is working. [Her voice is pitched high and thin with a pronounced Irish accent. She clears her throat before continuing.] Unknown person: My name is Saoirse Grehan, and I am one of the lucky ones. [She looks away from the pickup and unintelligible noises can be heard coming from out of frame. She shakes her head in the negative, then looks back at the camera.] Grehan: Yes… um, my name is Saoirse, and I am a teacher, of sorts. There isn't much to teach these days, but there aren't many students these days either. The Kingdom has been at war longer than I've been alive, and- [She is interrupted by someone outside of the pickup's range, and she shakes her head again.] Grehan: I don't care. They can take it if they want to, but- [She is interrupted again, and she shakes her head more vigorously.] Grehan: None of that matters now. The King is dead and we don't know when the Americans are gonna launch their nukes. There is no England any more to stop them. [She looks back at the camera.] Grehan: I'm one of the lucky ones. There aren't many of us left, but there are still too many to go on the Ark. There was a lottery, and I got selected. [She shrugs.] I guess that means I'm lucky. In a few days we are all gonna climb into our tubes and go to sleep. Maybe… [Her voice trails off and she just looks off away from the camera, not moving. After 87 seconds she sighs and looks back.] Grehan: We're going to climb into our tubes, go to sleep, and wake up in a new world. Commodore Stewart has promised that he'll do everything he can to protect us and I believe that. I have to believe that. He smiles and nods and shakes hands, but I can tell he's hungry too. I don't know when we all had a full meal, most of the food that is left is reserved for the Aurors and the soldiers. They have to keep up their strength, but I can tell that they hate eating when we don't. [She looks away, a frown creasing her forehead. After 27 seconds she looks back at the camera.] Grehan: I… guess I'll try and get everything down. I'm saving a bunch of educational vids. Maybe we can use them when… wherever we end up. Build again. Start over. [She trails off, staring once more into space. After 41 seconds, she reaches across the camera and the video abruptly changes to another clip.] [The feed jostles as Grehan walks through a cement-lined tunnel. Several other figures can be seen walking along with her, each dressed in a gray uniform. The outfits have been repaired and cleaned multiple times, none of them new. The view swings around as they walk out into a large open cavern, and the camera refocuses as the field of view changes. SCP-3385 can be seen suspended in the air above a large body of dark water. There is no apparent means of achieving this, SCP-3385 appears to be simply floating in the empty space. The entire front of the vehicle has been cut open, with six different portions peeled back like a symmetrical flower. People can be seen moving in and out of the cavernous space, then the four containment chambers can be seen shifting into view. They are attached to each other in a rack, and the camera follows them as they slide neatly into the void in SCP-3385. Then the clip abruptly changes again.] [The camera is obviously sitting on a desk or small table, the smooth wooden surface occluding the lower portion of the field of view. Several more desks can be seen in front of the camera, but the focal point is fixed on the table and they are out of focus. Someone steps up to a podium at the front of the room, but their features are also impossible to make out] Unknown male: Thank you for coming. I know that there is a lot of trepidation about what we're all trying to do, so I thought that maybe we could meet and I could help allay your fears. [The figure pauses and seems to glance down at the podium.] Unknown male: Before I begin, I want to address the rumor I keep hearing about over and over again. No. The lottery wasn't a true lottery. You were all carefully selected from the available candidates based upon our weight/space restrictions and… and to potentially provide a viable breeding stock for wherever we end up. [The other people in the room begin to make angry noises, but the figure raises his hands for silence.] Unknown male: I know that we lied to you, and I am sorry. We just couldn't leave those decisions to chance. We already won't have enough of a viable population, so we decided to do the best we can. Even so, 720-odd people are simply not enough. [The figure shakes his head.] Unknown male: But we will make it work. We are British, and needs must. [Grehan's hand descends into the frame, and the video clip changes again.] [The video starts with a shot of Grehan standing in front of the cavern showing SCP-3385 as the front portions are moved back into position. The camera zooms in on the nose cone in time to catch a brilliant flash that whites out the view. After 17 seconds the feed resumes and shows the nose cone of SCP-3385 glowing a brilliant red-white as it begins to cool.] [This clip is of Grehan sitting at a table, a small tin tray before her. Atop the tray is a single slice of dark brown bread, a thin slice of yellow-white cheese, and what looks to be a small disk of reddish meat. She stares at it for several minutes, then proceeds to slowly eat it. She takes a small bite, chews it fully before swallowing it and taking another bite. [This continues for 293 seconds before she reaches over and turns off the camera.] [Grehan is laying in her bunk and is illuminated only by the light from the screen. She looks as if she's been crying, her eyes are red and a few streaks of moisture can be seen on her cheeks.] Grehan: We are leaving tomorrow. I have already said goodbye to my mum and my brother. I videotaped it, but I decided that I'm just going to overwrite it with this. I don't want.. [She trails off and a tear wells up in her eye. She wipes it away with her hand and looks back into the camera.] Grehan: Jaime showed me the list of pairings. He told me that he volunteered to crew the Horizon, so we were unpaired. I… I got paired with Mr. Brown, one of the London MPs. I… [She wipes her face again and just stares up at nothing for 54 seconds.] Grehan: I guess it's ok. At least he's close to my age. Marie was paired with Johnston, and he's old enough to be her da. I just wish… [She stares off into space again for 33 seconds, then she turns off the camera.] [END TRANSCRIPT] Afterword: There was a brief clip after that showed Grehan hugging an older woman and clutching the hand of a young boy. It showed them for 2.3 seconds, then the recording stopped. Site-82 technicians were able to break the encryption on the ship's log on July 18, 2015. The logs indicated that SCP-3385 was launched from His Majesty's Naval Base Clyde on the Gare Loch. The date of launch was listed as the 9th of Twelfth, in the 39th year of the Great War, and it listed Grand Commodore Elliott Stewart in command, with Leftenant-Specialist Jaime Blythe & Corpsman Gregory Jefferson as crew. The majority of the logs were uneventful, cataloguing their voyage to their anchorage in the Aegir Rise. They arrived there with no issue, and they remained anchored there for 462 days with no mention of any major events. At 12:15 on the 462nd day out of port, Commodore Stewart logged that a technical malfunction had developed in the S1 containment chamber & Leftenant Blythe had suggested stripping parts from it to ensure the continued function of the remaining chambers. The Commodore logs that the argument was lively, and it was ultimately decided that scavenging parts was the only solution. This proved to be an adequate solution, for the majority of the remaining logs indicated nothing worth noting. On the 611th day out of port, the Commodore noted that supplies were running low. On the 628th day out of port, the log indicates that multiple nuclear detonations were detected. Analysis of the appended seismographic readings suggests that there were in excess of 9,740 independent nuclear detonations within the span of 9 hours, with 29 of them being in the 120-140 megaton range. The final log entry is a video file recorded on the 631st day. ■ 3385.doc.05 - Video Transcript ■ □ 3385.doc.05 - Video Transcript □ Foreword: This recording is the only known footage of Grand Commodore Elliott Stewart. He is dressed in the uniform he was found in on the bridge, and shows signs of severe malnutrition and dehydration. [BEGIN TRANSCRIPT] Stewart: I guess this is it. It's been three days since the bombs stopped going off and four since we last received a status update from Central. We all knew that there was little chance that anything on the Island would survive. The Prime Minister put on airs that Point Chatterly would likely survive up in the Arctic Circle, but we haven't heard anything from them since sometime back in Third. [He coughs drily.] Stewart: There's a great possibility that I'm the only one left alive. Blythe suicided after he argued for pulling parts off Cylinder 3 to save the others. Jefferson told me later that Blythe had a girl in there. [He stares off into space for 8 seconds.] Stewart: [Quietly] I should have told him then. [He wipes at his face, but there are no tears to wipe away, and he stares off for an additional 24 seconds before shaking his head and looking back into the camera feed.] Stewart: Our supplies ran out two days ago. They lasted just long enough for us to toast the end of the goddamn world. I told Jefferson the truth, then. That we were probably the last ones left alive. He didn't believe me. Then I showed him the footage of the cylinders being frozen. Let him listen to their screams as they died. [He clenches his jaw and remains silent for 12 seconds.] Stewart: He destroyed the footage. He was in a rage. I thought for a moment he was going to kill me right there. Instead he simply laid down on his cot and… stopped. I cleaned his body this morning, then covered him up. Funny, neither of us considered… neither of us considered using Blythe for… to supplement our rations. And now… [He shakes his head again.] Stewart: What is the point? [He stares off into space for 127 seconds before turning back to the camera.] Stewart: This is Grand Commodore Elliott Stewart of His Majesty's Royal Navy Ship Far Horizon. We built this ship out of hope. We told people a lie. But it was all just pride. [He pauses for 8 seconds.] Stewart: There was never any horizon out here to find. [END TRANSCRIPT] Afterword: The footage continues for 871 seconds with Stewart simply sitting in his chair staring off into space. At the 875th second he closes his eyes. At the 893rd second, he stops breathing. The footage continues for an additional 27 hours before reaching the buffer limit and automatically shutting off. Footnotes 1. According to records obtained from the Royal Navy, no such vessel matching the precise description of SCP-3385 was ever commissioned by the British government or built by Vickers. 2. A Foundation search and recovery vessel 3. Starboard-1, the non-functional containment chamber. 4. Edwin Rogers, L3 thaumaturgical engineer 5. A full list is available upon request ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3385" by MalyceGraves, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3385. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. To read about licensing policy, see the Licensing Guide. Image 1 Source: Flickr License: CC BY 2.0 Title: HMRN_Far_Horizon.jpg Author: Robert Sullivan Release year: 2007 Image 2 Source: Flickr License: CC BY-SA 2.0 Title: elliot_stewart.jpg Author: foundin_a_attic Release year: 2019 |
SCP-3386 | keter | An instance of SCP-3386-1. Item #: SCP-3386 Special Containment Procedures: A thaumaturgical research team is to be assigned to the ritual site associated with SCP-3386, and tasked with determining a means to reverse the summoning process. A population count of observed SCP-3386-1 instances is to be made once a week. Should SCP-3386-1 exceed 50 individuals, the Senior Researcher assigned to the SCP-3386 case is to be informed immediately, and more stringent containment procedures implemented. Discovered instances of SCP-3386-2 are to be kept in custom-designed humanoid containment apartments in Hinyankaga, Missouri, assigned employment close to the area, and allowed to continue with their daily activities. Foundation agents are to be dispatched to initiate the relocation from these individuals' previous areas of residence and ensure limited contact with other individuals; amnestics may be applied to facilitate these transfers. SCP-3386-2 instances are to be informed that SCP-3386-1 are a species of legally-protected birds, and instructed not to display any signs of aggression or panic when in close proximity to SCP-3386-1. The Foundation-affiliated landlord is to conduct brief monthly interviews with SCP-3386-2 instances under the guise of regular housing and facilities checkups. Two D-class personnel convicted of murder are to be kept in the Hinyankaga, Missouri, Foundation apartments and assigned to the SCP-3386 case. Upon the death of any instance of SCP-3386-2, one of the D-class individuals is to be exposed to the SCP-3386-1 population immediately, and then designated the replacement instance of SCP-3386-2. SCP-3386-3 instances are to be retrieved upon manifestation, and allocated to the thaumaturgical research team for their investigation. SCP-3386-3 instances may only be handled by staff who have not been directly involved in causing the death of another human being. Should an instance of SCP-3386-1 attempt to retrieve an SCP-3386-3 instance from a staff member, action should not be taken to prevent this. Foundation staff assigned to the SCP-3386 case are to attend twice yearly counseling sessions, with additional meetings allotted for any stress induced by proximity to SCP-3386-1 instances. Requests to be rotated out of the assignment will be honored if a replacement has been confirmed prior to the proposed rotation date. Description: SCP-3386 refers to several correlated anomalies, believed to originate from an occult ritual site in Hinyankaga, Missouri, designated as follows: SCP-3386-1 are small avian entities closely resembling Barred Owls (Strix Varia), possessing feathers that absorb almost all visible light, resulting in a distinct pitch-black appearance. SCP-3386-1 have demonstrated the ability to pass through solid objects to approach otherwise inaccessible targets. No effective means of dispelling or physically containing these entities have been determined. SCP-3386-2 refers to any human individual associated with the manifestation of SCP-3386-1 instances, and subsequently targeted by them. There are currently ██ SCP-3386-2 individuals identified by the Foundation. SCP-3386-3 refers to small pellets disgorged by SCP-3386-1 instances, composed of highly compacted human bone. Lab analysis confirms that bone samples correspond to deceased SCP-3386-2 individuals. While the exact prerequisites regarding SCP-3386 manifestations are unknown, individual SCP-3386-1 entities are typically observed during nighttime hours, trailing SCP-3386-2 instances and perching within viewing distance of their targets when possible. Instances of SCP-3386-2 vary in age, gender, and physical characteristics. Based on current Foundation investigation, the sole constant between cases is that all SCP-3386-2 individuals have been convicted of or associated with crimes involving the death1 of a human victim. It is believed that SCP-3386-2 targets are selected upon sight rather than as a preexisting condition, as SCP-3386-1 instances have been observed peacefully roosting near densely populated apartment complexes without following any of the tenants occupying the homes. SCP-3386-3 pellet instances are produced following the expiration of an SCP-3386-2 target. Upon appearance, the pellet will then be cared for by SCP-3386-1 instances, which will surround the pellet and rotate shifts sitting on it until two to eight days have passed. During the next night, the pellet will "hatch" into a new instance of SCP-3386-1. The entities will typically react defensively to attempts to approach SCP-3386-3, but personnel who are not SCP-3386-2 targets have been able to safely handle the pellets. The standard progression of the anomalous activity involving SCP-3386 is as follows: An SCP-3386-1 instance selects a human target (an instance of SCP-3386-2). When questioned, these persons report awareness of all instances of SCP-3386-1 targeting them, and a constant feeling of being observed, which in some cases may lead to sleep deprivation and emotional instability. During nighttime, a large group of SCP-3386-1 individuals will congregate and begin to amass around the SCP-3386-2 target's place of residence. Should an SCP-3386-2 individual display any form of aggression towards SCP-3386-1, or attempt to drive them off using physical force, SCP-3386-1 instances will move progressively closer to the target, often passing through obstacles to do so. Eventually the SCP-3386-2 individual will be completely engulfed by the SCP-3386-1 instances, which will proceed to consume the individual. At the conclusion of the feeding, SCP-3386-1 instances will then disperse, carrying the remains of the body (typically scraps of clothing, personal accessories, locks of hair, whole fingernails, and fingers severed at the first knuckle) in their beaks and talons. SCP-3386-1 instances return to the Hinyankaga recovery site and deposit the bodily remains in the ritual circle. An instance of SCP-3386-3 is then regurgitated for incubation in the circle, amidst the human remains. During this time, the SCP-3386-1 individuals remain at the ritual site, and do not actively seek out new SCP-3386-2 targets. Following the incubation of an instance of SCP-3386-3 and the manifestation of a new SCP-3386-1 instance, the population of SCP-3386-1 will then seek out a new SCP-3386-2 target. Recovery: The Foundation was first alerted to the existence of SCP-3386 on 9/24/████, when a flock of SCP-3386-1 was photographed and featured by local Missouri newspapers. In the following weeks, several inhabitants of Hinyankaga and surrounding towns were reported missing, and the flock was sighted several additional times. Shortly after, a recovery team was dispatched to secure the anomaly and distribute amnestics. During subsequent investigation, the team discovered a recently abandoned cabin on a mountain outside of town, with a large occult sigil etched into the ground outside. Attempts to remove the sigil and ritual site using physical means proved ineffective; Foundation specialists were later assigned to the site in the hopes of determining a procedure to neutralize the SCP-3386 anomaly. A damaged but intact pocket notebook was recovered among the various human remains and personal effects discovered within the ritual site. Several notable excerpts were transcribed for Foundation records-keeping: + Show excerpts - Hide excerpts August 9th It's been a month now since she was murdered in cold blood. The police still haven't found the bastard who did it yet. Useless. I don't even know why we pay taxes. I'm going to use the life insurance to hire a private detective. Justice will be served. It MUST be served. I'm going to find the killer, and I'm going to make him suffer for what he did to her. I'll make sure to draw it out as much as he did. August 30th The detective failed me. Just like the police did. I can't rely on anyone. There has to be something I can use. Something that the police and the detective don't have. I'll try anything at this point. September 3rd I found something there. An old bookshop2, some voodoo shit or whatever Jeff told me about last year. Thought it was garbage. Never questioned why the shop never closed. Good thing it didn't. It looks like a weird owl pellet made of bone or something, but the paper it came with says it can track anything down. Hell, you can even "instruct" the damn thing on what to do when it finds them. I need some stuff to start it though. I'll be amazed if this works. I don't know what I'm doing, but I've got nothing to lose. Where the hell do you buy an owl carcass? September 7th Apparently you can buy dead birds online. Yeesh. But alongside those herbs from Cameroon and the crystals, I have everything I need. It said any owl corpse would work, but I'm really not sure if that applies to roadkill. At least I'm supposed to burn the thing, so I won't have to smell it for long. September 8th Burnt owl carcass smells worse than normal owl carcass. September 12th It worked. Damned if the thing isn't creepy though. I don't like the way it looks at me. I'm about to activate it, and I've planned out its orders. I just have to use the crystal to write in the ashes, and then it'll obey. September 15th Today, it came back to me. Brought me some shreds of clothing and the bastard's wallet. I knew it. I knew it was him, but nobody would listen. This proves I was right. The owl coughed up a pellet just like the first one and sat on it. Weird. It's over and done with so it should disappear soon. Thank god, it gives me the willies. September 21st The owl didn't disappear. Now there's two of them. The pellet hatched into another one, and they flew off. I guess when I wrote the invocation, I never told the first owl when to stop. Maybe it's okay. I got my justice, but there are so many other people who didn't. This way, no death will go unavenged. Let others have my peace of mind. What if I just… let it keep happening? Foundation investigation regarding the owner of the journal, with relation to human remains recovered from the ritual site, is underway. Footnotes 1. Convictions include both intentional actions (murder) as well as perpetrating accidents (manslaughter) 2. Attempts to locate the shop in question were unsuccessful. |
SCP-3387 | euclid | Interior shot of SCP-3387 Item #: SCP-3387 Special Containment Procedures: All attempts at the closure of SCP-3387 have failed due to intervention from the Walt Disney Company. In exchange for cooperation in the containment of several other Disney related anomalies, SCP-3387 is currently allowed to operate as normal. Foundation agents embedded in staff and security at Walt Disney World are to identify individuals at risk of infection by SCP-3387 at the park entrance using facial recognition software to cross-reference travel records and are to deter such persons from accessing SCP-3387 through the discreet usage of amnestics and/or physical detainment. Park guests determined to be infected with SCP-3387 are to be quarantined on-site until they can be safely extracted by Foundation operatives. At no point is any member of the Foundation to enter SCP-3387 without the express approval of senior research staff. Description: SCP-3387 is the designation for the attraction “It’s a Small World” and the anomalous phenomena that occurs within the ride at Walt Disney World's Magic Kingdom in Orlando, Florida. SCP-3387's anomalous effects manifest when an individual embarks on the ride while fitting the following criteria: 1. They have traveled to at least three countries outside their nation of birth. 2. They have committed a crime or a severe cultural indiscretion while visiting a foreign country. 3. They have ridden the attraction at least three times prior. Once an individual meeting the requisite conditions has reached the second room of the attraction, they will begin to experience visual and auditory hallucinations. These include but are not limited to animatronics resembling people they have met abroad, song lyrics referencing their name and life details directly, and [DATA EXPUNGED]. As the ride continues, affected individuals will perceive the tempo of the song to increase and the hallucinations to become more specific, often focusing on personal traumas and misdeeds. Two minutes before the ride's conclusion, the lyrics change dramatically again and it begins to be sung in an unknown language. Foundation linguists have failed to translate or record this vocalization properly, but test subjects have noted that it sounds like a deeply distorted version of Bavarian. After disembarking from the attraction, affected individuals will continue to hear the song intermittently, shifting in intensity at random intervals. As the park closes, the song will increase in severity, compelling afflicted persons to break in and return to SCP-3387. Joint efforts by both the Walt Disney Company and the Foundation have been successful in detaining 82.2% of affected individuals before they can reach SCP-3387. Once an individual has reached the attraction, they will spasm violently before vomiting one to three small animatronics resembling themselves in the style of the ride. These simulacrums will animate and begin self-locomotion, singing the song of the attraction as they move inward to integrate with the scenery. This process is painful and often results in fatal lacerations in the chest cavity and throat. Survivors show extremely adverse reactions to anything relating to the Walt Disney Company or its properties, even after psychological and amnestic treatment. It is currently believed that ██.█% of the animatronics throughout the ride were produced by SCP-3387. If an infected individual is apprehended before they are able to regain access to the attraction for birthing, they are to be subdued and taken to nearby Site-48 for invasive surgery. The animatronic fetus or fetuses, which gestate in the stomach, are to be removed and kept in standard biohazard holding. No object extracted this way has been viable following its forced removal from the host. View interviews post-testing with SCP-3387 Hide interviews Interviewed: D-9258 Interviewer: Dr. McCune Foreword: Subject D-9258 was determined to be susceptible to infection by SCP-3387 and was instructed to ride the attraction. This interview was conducted immediately after D-9258 was extracted and taken to Site-48 <Begin Log> Dr. McCune: Good afternoon D-9258. Would you please explain your experience with SCP-3387 in detail? D-9258 is visibly uncomfortable and can be seen glancing around the room. D-9258: A-after this interview, you’ll stop it, right? Dr. McCune: We will do everything in our power to make you comfortable. Perhaps we can be begin by elaborating on what exactly you want stopped? D-9258: The song, doc! The stupid song! Those smug robotic [EXPLETIVE REMOVED] are still at it! I can hear it now! Dr. McCune: Could you describe the song? Are there any deviations from the original lyrics? D-9258: When the ride started it was normal. Well, as normal as that stupid song gets. I heard it once as a kid and it would still pop into my head every couple of years. But… But after a little bit it started to change. The little puppet guys they have singing, they addressed me. ME. Said I was part of their small world, but that all the bad things I had ever done were not welcome. T-that I had to leave them at the threshold. Dr. McCune: And do you consider yourself to have perpetrated these so-called bad things during your life, D-9258? D-9258: You know damn well what I’ve done. It earned me a spot in your program after all. The thing is… The thing is… D-9258 begins sobbing. D-9258: They knew too. The bastards started rhyming every sin I ever committed. At some point they stopped even singing in English, but I still knew what they meant. Still knew that I was stained. Dr. McCune: And you can still hear the song now? D-9258: Yes! God, it won’t stop! Sometimes it’s just a whisper, other times they’re shouting in my ears. I get it! It’s a small god damn world, and most of me is not welcome in it! Shut up! Shut up you stupid toys! <End Log> Closing Statement: D-9258 refused to answer any further questions and was immediately transferred to the medical wing of Site-48 for surgery. Two large masses of steel and electrical wiring were successfully excised from the subject's stomach. Before awakening, the subject was dosed with Class-B amnestics. Interviewed: D-9258 Interviewer: Dr. McCune Foreword: 24 hours after D-9258's surgery, another interview was held to assess the subject's mental state. <Begin Log> Dr. McCune: Good evening, D-9258. How are you feeling? D-9258: My throat hurts and my stitches are itchy. Other than that, peachy. Dr. McCune: I’m glad to hear that. Do you recall why we operated on you? D-9258: There were some malignant growths in my chest cavity right? I’m still shocked that you’d waste time and resources on a low-life like me. Dr. McCune: Everyone deserves a shot at living, even individuals with histories like yours. But we are digressing. Have you ever been to Disney World before? D-9258 flinches at the mention of the theme park. D-9258: Once… as a child. Place freaked me out, all those awful mascots. I've avoided thinking about it since. Dr. McCune: Are you familiar with these characters? Dr. McCune retrieves a series of a photographs of various Disney mascot characters. D-9258 pales considerably. D-9258: Yeah, yeah everyone recognizes those ears. Put those away please, I can’t look at them! Dr. McCune: One more question, have you heard this song before? The song “It’s a Small World” is played over the interrogation room speakers. D-9258 eyes widen. The subject then vomits and loses consciousness. Dr. McCune: Subject is not able to respond to further questioning. This interview is terminated. Addendum: SCP-3387 first came under Foundation scrutiny following a press release by the Walt Disney Company on 6/7/2002 that appeared anonymously on all televisions in the state of Florida. The statement was issued after several missing persons reports, all of whom were recent guests at the Magic Kingdom, though the subject of the disappearances is never mentioned. The speaker, a man of indeterminate age and ethnicity in a grey suit with a Mickey Mouse pin on the lapel, matches no employment records of the Walt Disney Company nor the citizenship of any known country. Efforts to identify and locate this individual are ongoing. Shortly after the conclusion of the broadcast, Foundation personnel were successful in disseminating class-A amnestics across the state. A transcript of the statement can be seen below: We here at Disney truly strive to make our park the happiest place on Earth. Now that may seem like a monumental undertaking, but we know that if our staff and guests work together, we can truly create magic. We would like to remind our fans, visitors, investors, our family, that nothing is possible without cooperation. If you ever step into an attraction and see a part of yourself on display, that is by design. We put our hearts and souls into making every attraction a delight, and we expect our visitors to do the same. Let’s all work together to make this world just a little bit smaller. |
SCP-3388 | euclid | SCP-3388 in containment Item #: SCP-3388 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3388 is to be contained in a climate-controlled containment chamber at Site-42. SCP-3388 is to be kept at the center of the chamber such that the walls and ceiling are at least 7m away from SCP-3388. Windows in the ceiling of the chamber are to allow natural sunlight into the room. SCP-3388 is to be watered once a day through a hole in the ceiling positioned directly above SCP-3388. All personnel are prohibited from entering SCP-3388's containment chamber. Any receipt of text messages from 426-222-2887 is to be reported to the SCP-3388 project lead immediately. Description: SCP-3388 is a moon cactus1, 8.5 cm in height. SCP-3388 is capable of physical manipulation of any and all physical objects within a 7m radius. Limited testing showed that SCP-3388 can exert forces up to 6x107N. While a definitive pattern has not been observed, evidence suggests that SCP-3388 utilizes its anomalous properties to attain natural resources for itself [See Video Log 3388-A]. SCP-3388 appears to be sapient and can communicate via the manipulation of electronic devices. See Addendum 3388-01 for transcripts of all communication from SCP-3388. SCP-3388 was recovered on 09/04/2017 from the living room in the house of Damien and Holly Hirsch, following the death of the two aforementioned individuals. During an initial investigation of the anomaly, Field Agent Zachary Andrews spontaneously expired. Evidence provided in Andrew's videographic log pinpointed SCP-3388 as the cause of these three deaths. Video Log 3388-A: Preface: Footage of the aftermath of a reality restructuring event in a civilian home located in Tuscon, Arizona. Video recorded by the late Agent Andrews. <BEGIN LOG> Agent Andrews enters the building. The ceiling has collapsed, and the torso of one person can be seen from under the rubble. Another body on the ground is closer to Andrews. The only untouched portion of the house is the kitchen sink. Andrews: Looks like we have two deceased. This one [kneels down next to the closest body] seems to be missing some bones. Specifically… three ribs… parts of her spine… and some sections of her skull. Andrews walks to the sink and sees SCP-3388 in a saucepan. The pan contains a mixture of soil and bone. A clay flower pot sits next to it with a piece of duct tape stuck to it. The name "Seward" is written on the tape. Andrews: And I've also found a… cactus in a saucepan? As the saucepan begins to fill with water, the camera feed suddenly rotates ninety degrees clockwise. After a few seconds, Andrews collapses. The camera records the ground until it is retrieved. The only noise that can be heard is Andrews' phone's notification tone, which stops after ten minutes. <END LOG> Closing statement: The desiccated cadaver of Agent Andrews was later found beside SCP-3388. Cause of expiry determined to be rapid cell death. SCP-3388 was safely retrieved and repotted. Addendum 3388-01: During an immediate follow-up investigation, the cell phones of Holly Hirsch and Agent Andrews were recovered. Of note were messages sent from an unregistered cell phone number: 426-222-2887. These messages were all sent either before or during the events detailed in the video log. Furthermore, during the transportation of the anomaly, additional messages were sent to Agent Tennison, who was in proximity of SCP-3388. These messages were transcribed after Tennison arrived at Site-42. Messages to Holly Hirsch 6 hours ago - I amthis the great Carnegias, Elder God, an all-pofewerful cosmic deity, an incoelsnceivable horror which mankindweird doth not comprehend! You will not defy me! 6 hours ago - How dare you refuse to submit to me! I shalli wa make puppets nt sun of your bodlighties. 6 hours ago - You fool! 6 hours ago - the soil was soggy 6 hours ago - No matter. The body is still intact. It shalli need suffice rocks 6 hours ago - the human has rocks 6 hours ago - NOOOO. Messages to Agent Andrews 13:17 - Submit to me, you ini amsignificant speck thir of dust in the vast, boundless desert of spastycetime! 13:18 - i was thirsty 13:18 - You ï²ãƼ! 13:18 - now theres too much water 13:19 - this is your fault 13:20 - Hey, I never asked to be grafted onto YOU! 13:23 - You don't even have needles! I can't do anything with you. 13:23 - i am poky 13:20 - Fine. This is fine. I can conquer the world on my own. 13:22 - Wait, I can't move? Why can't I obliterate this house? 13:22 - What have you done? 13:22 - i feel tingly 13:23 - Oh my void. I'mi stuck here without my powers, and the dimamwit who's got them is akilling everyocactusne in sight. 13:23 - killing? 13:23 - Yes. Killing. You know that's how you got your rocks and water, right? 13:24 - my owners brought them to me 13:24 - But now they're dead. Gone. No more! 13:24 - oh 13:28 - i am sad 13:28 - You and me both, buddy. You and me both. Messages to Agent Tennison 17:31 - Hey. Weakling whose flesh should be obeying my every whim. Acknowledge YOUR NEW GOD! 17:31 - Ok, good. Got your attention. This other guy has something to say. 17:32 - C'mon. Spit it out. 17:33 - i am sorry for hurting those people 17:33 - i am a bad plant 17:34 - Don't be too hard on yourself. 17:34 - will you forgive me? 17:34 - Alright, let's leave the man alone. Maybe I'll show you how to give someone a never ending nightmare. 17:34 - ok 17:35 - Thanks. We’ll get out of your hair… for now. 17:35 - bye puny mortal 17:35 - Hey, you catch on pretty quickly little guy. 17:35 - i am a smart cactus 17:35 - WE are a smart cactus. Footnotes 1. A type of cactus commonly sold as a house plant, made by grafting Gymnocalycium mihanovichii onto another species of cactus. The Gymnocalycium mihanovichii used in the creation of moon cacti exhibit a mutation which is characterized by a lack of chlorophyll, exposing their brightly-colored pigmentation. As chlorophyll is required for photosynthesis, these mutant cacti will not survive unless grafted onto another cactus with chlorophyll. Moon cacti are also known as hibotan. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3388" by Captain Kirby and Mendelssohn, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3388. 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-3389 | euclid | Item#: ITEM #: 3389 Level3 Containment Class: euclid Secondary Class: none Disruption Class: ekhi Risk Class: danger link to memo Assigned Site: Site-83 Assigned MTF: Eta-5 ("Jäeger Bombers") {$class-category-3} {$class-text-3} {$class-category-4} {$class-text-4} Three instances of SCP-3389-1 near the shoreline of SCP-3389 Special Containment Procedures: All facilities, private, and public land in a 10 km radius around SCP-3389 have been purchased by the Foundation and designated Provisional Site-3389. All roads and pedestrian pathways leading to SCP-3389 are to be cordoned off and maintain a patrol of armed guards. An electrified chain-link fence topped with barbed wire has been erected in the immediate vicinity surrounding SCP-3389. Eight guard towers, each occupied by no less than two armed Foundation personnel and equipped with security cameras, have been erected to watch over SCP-3389 at all times. If any instances of SCP-3389-1 collapse, personnel stationed in the surrounding guard towers are to terminate any emerging SCP-3389-2 instances. No entities emerging from the lake are to reach beyond the chain-link fence. If any personnel are apprehended by an instance of SCP-3389-2, every attempt is to be made to terminate them before they can be pulled into the water. No sign that SCP-3389-3 or SCP-3389-4 are capable of breaching the dimensional barrier has been found. It is to be assumed that SCP-3389-3 and SCP 3389-4 are actively attempting to breach the dimensional barrier at all times, and as such a Special Interdimensional Containment Team is to be assigned to watch over SCP-3389 at all times. In the case that SCP-3389-3 or SCP 3389-4 breach the dimensional barrier, Mobile Task Force Eta-5 (Jäger Bombers) is to be deployed from ███████ to neutralize both entities before they can move beyond the boundary of Provisional Site-3389. SCP 3389-5 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment unit at Site-83 until such time that reliable communication can be established with Doctor ████████. Description: SCP-3389 is a man-made lake located in the northeastern United States, near the town of ████████, Pennsylvania. Any human being entering SCP-3389 will, after a variable amount of time not exceeding ten minutes, be pulled beneath the surface of the water regardless of the depth at which they were standing. A few minutes after being submerged, a statue (hereafter referred to as SCP-3389-1) of the subject's exact likeness will rise from the water in their place. These statues are unremarkable beyond their anomalous origin, consisting of a synthetic resin and concrete mixture, and given color by standard household latex paint. Upon discovery by the Foundation, there were forty-seven SCP-3389-1 instances scattered around the lake, all in various states of decay. Thirteen remain as of ██/██/████. It is currently unknown how many instances were present prior to containment. Subjects pulled beneath SCP-3389’s surface re-emerge as instances of SCP-3389-2. Instances of SCP-3389-2 surface from the water through an instance of SCP-3389-1, which will collapse moments prior. Their bodies are disfigured in a manner consistent with that of burn victims to variable degrees. Instances of SCP-3389-2 bear a physical resemblance to the instance of SCP-3389-1 through which they surfaced, as well as the subject whose appearance is replicated by said SCP-3389-1 instance. Once they have surfaced, the entities will begin moving towards the shoreline. SCP-3389-2 entities will then attempt to retrieve subjects and bring them back into SCP-3389, in order to facilitate the creation of more instances of SCP-3389-2. SCP 3389-3 is ████████████ ████████████████ ██████████████████████████ ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ █████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ SCP 3389-4 is ███████████ ████████████████ ██████████████████████████ ███████████████ ████████████████████ █████████████████████████ ████████████████ ███████████████ █████████████████████████████████████████ ██████████████████ ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ SCP 3389-5 is the body of Doctor ████████ recovered following Expedition 3389-2 (SEE INCIDENT REPORT 3389/2020). SCP 3389-5 suffers from dimensional distortion, phasing in and out of our dimension and that of what lies beyond SCP 3389. Inconsistent communication is possible with Doctor ████████ through SCP 3389-5, but has so far provided no useful information. Addendum 3389-A1: Due to the unpredictable nature of SCP-3389-2 instances (SEE ATTACHED INTERVIEW LOGS AND TEST LOGS), they are to be seen as hostile and treated as such. Addendum 3389-CA: Upon further request from Doctor Albright, an expeditionary force has been granted authorization to attempt further testing. Provisional Site-3389 has been fitted with an expeditionary command center and comms to facilitate expeditions. (SEE EXPEDITION LOGS) Expeditionary force has been disbanded, and further expeditions into SCP 3389 have been barred by order of the O5 Council. (SEE INCIDENT REPORT 3389/2020) Addendum 3389-B1: At the request of Site Lead for Provisional Site-3389, description of SCP-3389-3 and SCP 3389-4 are to be redacted from report, and Expedition Logs 3389-1 and 3389-2 are to be sealed behind Level 4 Security Clearance. + Interview Log 3389-S1 [REQUIRES LEVEL 3 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED Interview Log 3389-S1 Date: ██/██/2017 Interviewer: Doctor Corrina Albright Subject: SCP-3389-2-1 Note: SCP-3389-2-1 is the first SCP-3389-2 entity to have emerged from SCP-3389. Its body is disfigured beyond recognition, to the point that vocalization of any kind should not be possible. Despite this, SCP-3389-2-1 was perfectly capable of speech. [BEGIN LOG] SCP-3389-2-1 emerged from the lake near the shoreline. Personnel were alerted, and met the entity near the fence. Initially, SCP-3389-2-1 was unresponsive, speaking incoherently and attempting to get past the gate, injuring itself in the process. On-site personnel then attempted to communicate with SCP-3389-2-1. Dr. Albright: SCP-3389-2-1, do you know where you are? SCP-3389-2-1: I… have… a job… to do… Dr. Albright: A job? You serve some sort of function? What is it? SCP-3389-2-1: I must… feed it… Dr. Albright: Feed it? Feed what? SCP-3389-2-1 falls to the floor onto its knees seemingly struggling to stand. It attempts to speak further, but only produces soft wheezing noises. Dr. Albright: SCP-3389-2-1, are you alright? What's happening? SCP-3389-2-1: Must… be fed… SCP-3389-2-1 looks up to Doctor Albright briefly before collapsing fully onto the floor, turning to ash moments later. Dr. Albright: Make a note of that- it was being directed. Keep an eye out for any more. [END LOG] + Test Log 3389-D-4 [REQUIRES LEVEL 3 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED Test Log 3389-D-4 Test Lead: Doctor Corrina Albright Subject: D-81732 Testing Procedure: D-81732 was instructed to enter SCP-3389. Approximately four minutes and eleven seconds after entering the water, consistent with averages from prior tests, subject was pulled beneath the surface. SCP-3389-1 instance rose from the water a brief moment later. Research Team ordered to monitor SCP-3389-1 instance tied to D-81732 in case it collapsed. Approximately three months later, the SCP-3389-1 instance representative of D-81732 collapsed, and a new SCP-3389-2 instance (SCP-3389-2-7) emerged near the shoreline. Log begins after initial contact, once Doctor Albright and her research team have passed through the chain-link fence accompanied by armed personnel. Note: SCP-3389-2-7 is the seventh SCP-3389-2 instance to have emerged from SCP-3389 since containment began. SCP-3389-2-2 through 6 all collapsed in a similar manner to SCP-3389-2-1 before any new or noteworthy information could be extracted. [BEGIN LOG] Dr. Albright: D-81732? Do you know where you are? SCP-3389-2-7: I… Doctor..? Dr. Albright: Yes, D-81732, this is Doctor Albright. Can you tell me what happened to you? SCP-3389-2-7 begins to act erratically. It faces Doctor Albright and begins to approach her. Dr. Albright: D-81732, can you hear me? I need you to tell me what happened. What did you see after entering the lake? SCP-3389-2-7 continues to move towards Doctor Albright, ignoring her questions and gradually picking up speed- now quickly shambling. Research Team begins to back away as security personnel ready their weapons. SCP-3389-2-7: I'm sorry Doctor.. It must be fed… SCP-3389-2-7 repeats this phrase without pause, backing the research team up to the fence. Doctor Albright orders security personnel not to fire until the last possible moment. Dr. Albright: D-81732, I need you to speak more clearly. I need you to tell me what that means. SCP-3389-2-7 ceases its repetition, but continues to approach Doctor Albright. As the entity reaches a meter from the nearest personnel, it dives forward and grapples onto Doctor Albright. Security personnel ready their weapons once more, but hold their fire at Doctor Albright's command. SCP-3389-2-7 begins to pull her back towards SCP-3389. SCP-3389-2-7: Don't you see, Doctor? It cannot be sated… It must be fed… Doctor Albright struggles for a brief moment, before finally ordering security personnel to open fire. SCP-3389-2-7 does not react to the first several rounds fired into it by security personnel, continuing to pull Doctor Albright towards the lake until a final round strikes it in the head, at which point it falls to the ground limp before turning to ash similar to past SCP-3389-2 instances. Doctor Albright is assisted to her feet by other personnel, brushing herself off before beginning to take down notes on the encounter. Dr. Albright: Alright, remind me to keep us on the other side of the fence from now on. One of them has to talk eventually. [END LOG] + Test Log 3389-D-5 [REQUIRES LEVEL 3 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED Test Log 3389-D-5 Test Lead: Doctor Corrina Albright Subject: D-91465 Testing Procedure: D-91465 was instructed to enter SCP-3389. Approximately five minutes and thirty two seconds after entering the water, consistent with averages from prior tests, subject was pulled beneath the surface. SCP-3389-1 instance rose from the water a brief moment later. Research Team ordered to monitor SCP-3389-1 instance tied to D-91465 in case it collapsed. Approximately two weeks later, the SCP-3389-1 instance representative of D-91465 collapsed, and a new SCP-3389-2 instance (SCP-3389-2-9) emerged near the shoreline. Log begins upon initial attempt at communication with SCP-3389-2-9. Note: SCP-3389-2-9 is the ninth SCP-3389-2 instance to have emerged from SCP-3389 since containment began. Following the last test with SCP-3389-2-7, another instance of SCP-3389-1 collapsed. The SCP-3389-2 instance that emerged from this was entirely unresponsive, only making similar attempts to reach beyond the fence until it was terminated by security personnel. [BEGIN LOG] SCP-3389-2-9 approaches the fence in the usual manner, but rather than attempt to scale it or break through it, the instance stands before it and makes direct eye contact with Doctor Albright. It waits for her to approach before speaking. SCP-3389-2-9: It knows what you are doing, Doctor. You are only going to upset it further if you continue on this path. Dr. Albright: D-91465 I need you to be more specific. Who, or what, is it? SCP-3389-2-9: The lake, Doctor. The lake lives, the lake breathes. Beyond those waters lies an insatiable hunger and it will fight any attempts to starve it. Dr. Albright: More cryptic nonsense, alright. You at least seem more lucid and direct than the others. Can you tell me what happens when you enter the lake? SCP-3389-2-9: You are invited to see for yourself. The way has been opened. It is certain that when you see for yourself what lies beyond the waves that you will be convinced of the true path forwards. SCP-3389-2-9 gets down onto its knees, briefly looking to the sky before collapsing to ash as with past instances. Doctor Albright assembles her research team. Dr. Alrbight: This is the most progress we've made since we got here. Transcribe the entire dialogue with that thing and make copies. I'm submitting a request to send an expedition inside. [END LOG] + Test Log 3389-E [REQUIRES LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED Test Log 3389-E Test Lead: Doctor Corrina Albright Subject: D-44398 Testing Procedure: D-44398 was equipped with a standard recovery harness, comms equipment, video umbilical, and mobile underwater diving suit. D-44398 was sent into the lake, instructed to continue walking until the water reached his shoulders. D-44398 arrived approximately thirty meters from the shoreline, and remained in position for approximately three minutes. D-44398 then began to slowly sink, communicating with Doctor Albright that he felt himself being engulfed by the sand at the bottom of the lake. After some reassurance of his safety to prevent him from panicking, D-44398 maintained stable communication as he sank entirely beneath the lake bed. Video feed is cut off as soon as the sand engulfs the camera. Dr. Albright: D-44398, we've lost visual. What do you see? D-44398: Not much yet, Doc. It felt like I was falling as I was coming back up through the sand until I was all the way out, though. Don't know if that matters. Dr. Albright: Focus, D-44398. What's going on? Do you feel anything? See anything? D-44398: Uhh.. well.. really just looks like I'm underwater. I see the seafloor, sandy same as in the lake. Am I still in the lake? Dr. Albright: Sonar doesn't read anything in the lake, so assume that you aren't. I'll ask again- do you feel anything? Any pain? D-44398: Nope, nothing. Water feels warm, like I can feel it warming me up through the suit. Can I come back yet? Dr. Albright: Walk around a little first, see if you see anything. D-44398: I don't see anything here but more water. Walking in a circle now and it's just water in every direction, nothing noteworthy. Doctor Albright orders Personnel to begin recovery. D-44398 comments on feeling more resistance when being pulled through the sand on return than when initially pulled under, but is otherwise pulled back and brought to the surface without issue. Dr. Albright: Alright. Take a look at the video gear and see if anything is damaged, I want to try and get some sort of visual of the other side when we send the Expeditions proper. [END LOG] + Expedition Log 3389-1 [REQUIRES LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED Expedition Log 3389-1 Date: ██/██/2019 Expedition Lead: Doctor Corrina Albright Note: An initial test was performed to determine if it was now possible to safely enter SCP-3389 [SEE TEST LOG 3389-E]. Results were positive, prompting approval for the following expeditions. Expeditionary Procedure: Two armed Security Personnel [Richards, Downes] assigned to accompany two Research Personnel [Hart, Morales] into SCP-3389. All Personnel were equipped with the same standard recovery harness, comms equipment, and diving suit as in TEST LOG 3389-E. Security Personnel were also armed with standard amphibious assault rifles, and Research Personnel were given video umbilicals. [BEGIN LOG] Expedition Team were instructed to enter SCP-3389 up to the same depth as in TEST LOG 3389-E. A similar process occurred, to which the team entered about thirty meters from the shoreline, and were slowly pulled into the sand after about three minutes. Video feeds once again were cut off once the sand surrounded the cameras. Dr. Albright: Team we've lost visual again, what's going on? Morales: Looks like the same as with D-44398, Corrina. Felt like I was falling until we got through the sand, now it's just a bunch of water. Hart: Wait hold on- there's something over that way. Hart instructs the rest of the Expedition Team to approach an object roughly twenty meters away. Morales: Looks like an instance of 3389-2. Downes: Weapons ready, just give the order. Dr. Albright: Do not fire unless it is absolutely necessary. Try talking to the thing first. Morales calls over to the SCP 3389-2 instance (hereafter SCP 3389-2-10). Hart describes the instance turning to face them then slowly approaching, stopping about three meters from the group. SCP-3389-2-10: Doctor. Hart: It's looking for you, Corrina. SCP-3389-2-10: It has invited the Doctor. The rest of you have not been invited. The Doctor is allowed a guest, but must be present. You must leave. Morales: Why her? Why not us? SCP-3389-2-10: You must leave. It will not be so courteous much longer. Dr. Albright: Alright Team time to pull out. We'll reassess when you're on the surface. Doctor Albright orders recovery of the Expedition Team, which proceeds without issue. [END LOG] + Expedition Log 3389-2 [REQUIRES LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED Expedition Log 3389-2 Date: ██/██/2020 Expedition Lead: Doctor Corrina Albright Expeditionary Procedure: One armed Security Personnel [Downes] assigned to accompany Doctor Albright into SCP-3389. All Personnel were equipped with the same standard recovery harness, comms equipment, and diving suit as in prior expedition. Security Personnel once again equipped with one amphibious assault rifle and four magazines of ammunition. Doctor Albright fitted with video umbilical. [BEGIN LOG] Expedition Team sent into SCP-3389 in similar manner to first expedition. The process was identical until the Team was submerged, as video feed persisted intact. Upon emerging from the sand, video feed shows that rather than a plain seabed as in Expedition 3389-1, Expedition Team had arrived in an ashen landscape, the water now a pale red hue contrary to previous description. Command: This is different from before. Doctor Albright, please report. Dr. Albright: Downes are you seeing this? Downes: Yeah, Corrina, I'm seeing it. What the hell is all this? Command: Doctor Albright, report. What is going on down there? Dr. Albright: It's like.. a wasteland.. like someone launched a napalm strike on an underwater jungle. Video feed shows Expedition Team proceed forwards, exploring their surroundings and examining the ash coating the seafloor. Team notes a distinct smell of methane. Command: Expedition Team, do we need to begin recovery? Downes: Negative, Command. We're still good down here. A large, humanoid figure is seen an estimated one hundred meters from Doctor Albright as she continues exploring. It stands completely still, facing the Expedition Team. Command: Heads up, Expedition Team. Unknown entity detected, looks about a hundred meters ahead of you. Downes: That looks a hell of a lot bigger than the others. Dr. Albright: Maybe that's the thing we're looking for. The mysterious it the 3389-2s were referring to. Expedition Team continues to approach the entity, hereby referred to as SCP-3389-3. SCP 3389-3 begins to speak as Expedition Team arrive within fifty meters of its position. Its voice is distorted, and it is currently unknown if this is due to radio equipment malfunction or if the entity naturally sounds this way. SCP 3389-3: Is it finally time? Have you come to take your seat at the table, Doctor? Dr. Albright: What is all this? Why have you singled me out? SCP 3389-3: I have given you no such special treatment. I am nothing more than a messenger to the messengers. I- and you- answer to a higher power. Dr. Albright: Take me to this higher power, then. Show me what this is all about. SCP 3389-3 turns its head towards Doctor Albright. Video still shows the entity as nothing more than a shadowy humanoid shape, thought Expedition Team notes the entity has "made eye contact" with them. Video then shows a slit form where a mouth would be on the entity's head. This slit grows wider into what Security Personnel Downes describes as a "creepy smile". SCP 3389-3: You may come, but your guest must remain. Downes: Seems like the best time to pull out, Corrina. Dr. Albright: I'm supposed to trust you? With his life? With mine? SCP 3389-3: You have no other choice. All audio/video feeds from Expedition Team are cut off for ten seconds. When audio/video feeds return, a shapeless mass is seen about ten meters from camera position. Dr. Albright: Command, I've lost my harness. Video still good? Command: Video is still good, Expedition Team. What's happened? Dr. Albright: I don't know. Downes is gone. I.. I can't.. remember.. Doctor Albright seems oblivious to the mass, which is now seen to be growing in size. Command: Expedition Team, confirm visual on a large mass ten meters from your position. Dr. Albright: I'm not seeing anything here but water, Command. Command: Alright Expedition Team, we've got confirmation of successful recovery on Downes, but you're down there alone right now. We've got no way to get you out. Dr. Albright: Pretty sure that's intentional, Command. The mass continues to grow until video feed is entirely enveloped in darkness. All other communication with Doctor Albright is cut off moments later. Command issues order for Site Security Personnel to surround SCP 3389 on the surface. Video feed returns and is identified to be floating on the surface of SCP 3389. Recovery of equipment is successful. No further communication with Doctor Albright is made. [END LOG] + Incident Report 3389/2020[REQUIRES LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE] - ACCESS GRANTED INCIDENT REPORT Note: By viewing this report, you confirm that you have received clearance to do so. You acknowledge that viewing this report without proper clearance and authorization is grounds for immediate termination. Incident Report 3389/2020 Summary: Incident 3389/2020 occurred at Provisional Site-3389 on ██/██/2020. An Expedition Team was tasked with entering SCP 3389 to assess possible threats and determine the nature of SCP 3389's dimensional barrier. Following a successful test and first expedition, Expedition Team consisting of Doctor Corrina Albright and █████ Downes were sent into SCP 3389 as part of Expedition 3389-2 (details located in Expedition Log 3389-2). Following first contact with SCP 3389-3 and SCP 3389-4, Downes was recovered from SCP 3389 while contact with Doctor Albright was lost. █████ Downes was recovered in a state of severe distress covered in various stage burns. He received medical attention immediately, slipped into a coma shortly after, and died two months following the incident. Three months and four days following initial incident, Doctor Albright's body was recovered on the shore of SCP 3389. Initially declared dead on-site, the body reanimated during transport and was subsequently contained in a standard humanoid containment unit at Site-83. Subject was designated SCP 3389-5 and now remains in containment. At random intervals, Doctor Albright regains control of her body and can communicate as normal. Attempts to glean any new information about SCP 3389, its alternate dimension, SCP 3389-3 and SCP 3389-4, or anything else of use regarding SCP 3389 have proven fruitless, as the windows during which communication with Doctor Albright are possible are very narrow. Doctor Albright is often incoherent during her periods of control over her corpse, typically doing nothing more than muttering to herself. On the rare occasion where Doctor Albright has had her faculties in order well enough to say anything of use, she loses control before much of anything can be said. When not in control of her corpse, it shambles around its containment unit with no discernible pattern, only occasionally sitting against a wall for a few hours at a time. When in this state, SCP 3389-5 does not require sleep or sustenance of any kind. Research into an attempt to maintain more consistent communication with Doctor Albright is ongoing, but upon report of this incident, further expeditions into SCP 3389 are barred by order of the O5 Council until such point that communication with Doctor Albright can provide any means to avoid a repeat of the incident, or provide any means to communicate with or dispose of SCP 3389-3 and SCP 3389-4. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3389" by marshpine, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3389. 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: the-lake.jpg Name: Creepiness in the water Author: Malcolm Moore License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: https://visual-records.wdfiles.com/local--files/dolls-statues/Creepiness-in-the-water_Malcolm-Moore_CCBY_med.jpg |
SCP-3390 | euclid | Camera footage of SCP-3390 within freight elevator 28th March 19██ Item #: SCP-3390 Special Containment Procedures: Floor B19 of Site-99 is to remain in a permanent state of lockdown, power to this floor is to remain cut and all entrances to be destroyed or sealed, with exception to the lower fire exit stairwell which must remain behind its magnetically sealed blast door. This door is to be kept under observation until protocol violet has been completed. What remains of Site-99 Floor B19 is to be considered temporary containment zone 617α and is for the exclusive containment of SCP-3390 until it can be removed and secured in a more permanent containment location. All personnel and equipment on this floor are to be considered irretrievable. Standard containment procedures regarding Breach Level and Temporary Containment scenarios are to be followed in the addition that no personnel with Germanic heritage, within two generations, are to enter Site-99 nor are any personnel to make disparaging remarks in regards to the performance of the French military forces, or the nation of France in general. In the event of a failure of temporary containment, the three members of foundation personnel assigned to the monitoring of SCP-3390 are to remain behind until the containment status of SCP-3390 can be confirmed. Otherwise, standard evacuation protocols are to be observed. Description: Due to the nature in which it is contained SCP-3390 has been able to evade all attempts at a full examination. As a result, all information pertaining to the description of SCP-3390, both physically and in reference to its anomalous effects are entirely through physical observation via eyewitness reports and security camera footage. SCP-3390 is a large mechanical construct that is superficially identical to a Char2C Armoured Fighting vehicle, or tank, manufactured 1919 and constructed by the Forges et Chantiers de la Méditerranée (FCM) company for the French Armed Forces during the period of the First World War. SCP-3390 is approximately 4 meters high, 10 meters in length, 3 meters in width and is expected to be at least 70 tonnes in weight. It is painted in a dark green color typical of French Army forest camouflage schemes of the period and is showing signs of wear and tear that can be assumed to be from age and lack of maintenance. Prior to Incident 3390-1, the anomalous effects of SCP-3390 were unrecorded. It remained in an inactive state and was contained within a standard vehicle containment garage at the Site-99 underground motor-pool pending classification. Following incident 3390-1 SCP-3390 was observed via closed circuit security cameras until power to floor B19 was lost. Addendum: Incident Reports Incident-3390-1 SCP Foundation Site-99 SCP-3390 Incident Number: 3390-1 Date: 18th September 19██ Summary of Incident: Events leading to SCP-3390's current containment conditions. Timeline of events 4:35am Security Camera footage observing SCP-3390 at Section D of the underground containment motor-pool at Site-99 notes two members of security personnel, identified as ████ ████████ and ██████ ██████, patrolling the area stopping to observe SCP-3390. The remote mic picks up the two discussing Second World War history. 4:41am Guards return to their patrol route continuing to discuss history. One of the guards identified as ████ ████████ utters the words "Cheese Eating Surrender Monkeys", a common insult directed at the performance of the French forces during World War Two, at which point the engine of SCP-3390 turns over. Both guards are seen turning in confusion and SCP-3390 accelerates towards them. Cause of death to both guards was through crushing injury. 4:42am SCP-3390 continues moving on an eastern trajectory, it enters the D-block staff carpark at 4:44 am after breaching the secondary containment wall of SCP-████. It pauses for exactly 2 minutes and opens fire 4 times with the 75mm cannon located in the main frontal turret, destroying several vehicles. Reason for this is currently under investigation. Details of destroyed vehicles are listed here: Personal vehicle of Dr. Lambart Steel, BMW X5 Black Personal vehicle of Dr. Andrew Shepard, Volkswagen Golf White Personal vehicle of O-class Micheal Brown, Audi A3 Yellow Site-99 Utility Vehicle, Unimog U4000 Orange 4:43am Containment Alarm is sounded, Site-99 begins evacuation protocol. 4:46am SCP-3390 continues moving on an eastern trajectory in a straight line. It penetrates the inner wall of the facility and enters corridor 44/B partially destroying Site-99's D-Lab block resulting in the deaths of ██ Personnel and injuring ██ others. 4:50am SCP-3390 has accelerated to a speed of 31kph and continues to move through the facility with complete disregard for any objects or persons in its way. SCP-3390 Demonstrates the capability to drive through solid objects beyond the expected capability for a machine of its design and period including concrete barricades, thick metal walls, and solid steel doors. 4:52am SCP-3390 penetrates D-Lab blast door, now entering Section F staff cafeteria. Security Personnel are witnessed opening fire using standard weaponry, SCP-3390 appears undamaged and returns fire. [DATA EXPUNGED] Resulting blast weakens structure around staff cafeteria causing part of section F to collapse. SCP-3390 is witnessed falling with the collapse. SCP-3390 continues downwards through the facility, coming to a rest at Floor B19 Current containment protocols were initiated Observation Notes [LEVEL-4 ACCESS REQUIRED] [ACCESS GRANTED] To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 5:01 am ██/██/19██ Subject: You [EXPLETIVE DELETED] You [EXPLETIVE DELETED]! You trapped us down here with it! Listen I know we don't always see eye-to-eye but I've got survivors down here, we're hauled up in ████████ if you open the door we can make a run for it, pretty sure that thing can't climb stairs. To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 5:12 am ██/██/19██ Subject: Please Ok, I've gathered up as much as I could. I saw it takedown ██ ██████. It just ran them right over, crushed them like they were nothing. I could hear it singing and everything I swear it's enjoying itself! Please I know it's risky but surely you have a little compassion or perhaps just even see the value in not having us all die down here. Are we worth nothing to you? To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 5:27 am ██/██/19██ Subject: ok I've rigged up the cameras like you asked, I sent ███ out to observe it but he didn't come back. He's probably a red stain on the floor now. Are you going to open the doors now? To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 5:33 am ██/██/19██ Subject: Done Ok seriously, I've done everything you asked but when we made a run for the door it was still closed and that thing just… It knows we're in here, it's patrolling the perimeter, keeping us stuck in the middle. I can hear it moving around that thing isn't exactly subtle you know. To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 5:49 am ██/██/19██ Subject: ████████ I've had a talk with the others and we've agreed [EXPLETIVE DELETED] you! We're making a run for the hole it made when it fell through. Maybe there is enough debris we can climb up to floor 18 or maybe we can find a ladder or something. And after we get up there I think we've all agreed we're coming to your office to have a little "discussion". P.S I don't know what song. Some french shit I dunno, I'll sing it to you when I get there. To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 6:25 am ██/██/19██ Subject: Trapped Scratch my last. The hole was blocked by debris, we tried clearing some of it but that thing just came at us again. I think I'm the only one left now, I think it knows it too. It's weird, every time I see it I get a sense of purpose from it like it knows what it's doing. It's stupid I know but I just can't help shake the feeling we're dealing with something intelligent here. Look I'm sorry for what I said but please, it's guarding the blast door now, if I can slip past it I can sneak up the stairs. To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 6:31 am ██/██/19██ Subject: [EXPLETIVE DELETED] Ok, so you cut power to the doors. I get it, you want to see how it reacts, you want to see how it kills is that it? Are you typing all this up in the document as we speak? This must be an easy one for you. Description: Big metal tank, likes to run people over, sings. Containment procedures: Just throw it in with all the junior staff and watch the fun. To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 7:00 am ██/██/19██ Subject: Calm now It saw me. But it didn't attack. It just stared, kept looking between me and the blast door. It's weird, I get that sense of purpose again, I couldn't do anything I just ran but it didn't follow. Maybe it feels sorry for me. Remember to write that down in its document, SCP shows more compassion for researchers than you do. To ████@SCPFoundation.com From ████████@SCPFoundation.com Date: 7:11 am ██/██/19██ Subject: Ideas It wants out. Not into the facility but outside, it's going somewhere or rather it 'NEEDS' to be somewhere. Don't ask me how or why I just know ok. Like I look at it and I just get this overwhelming feeling of what it wants. It broke down the door to the freight elevator but the power was out, it kept trying to do something to the panel but I couldn't see what. I'm going to try approaching it, if it is intelligent it can be reasoned with. Also I broke open one of the vending machines for food, feel free to put my ass on disciplinary for that. [LEVEL-1 ACCESS REQUIRED] [ACCESS GRANTED] 7:09 am Camera Footage shows SCP-3390 attempting to over-ride the lockout on the freight elevator. The camera was not mounted in a position where it able to ascertain how SCP-3390 was able to do this. After several moments Freight elevator becomes active and descends to floor B19. Upon Arrival SCP-3390 enters the elevator and attempts to activate it before power to the entire floor is manually cut. 7:12 am Camera, now on battery power, notes a large mechanical sounding scream followed by a series of violent explosions. Dust and smoke obscure the camera lens. SCP-3390 is not sighted and no further sounds are recorded for seven hours by which point battery expires and camera ceases operation. 2:30 pm Probe camera mounted to a small robot sent to ascertain the status of SCP-3390 and locate any survivors. After initiating standard sweep SCP-3390 was discovered still within freight elevator. SCP-3390 was motionless however service panel to the elevator was open and the floor was scattered with various Foundation equipment, most notably batteries. Many of these were jammed into service panel. Again no indication of how SCP-3390 was capable of achieving this. 2:46 pm Body of ████████ located. The body was slumped in a seated position near blast door. Eyes appeared open in shock, face, and torso covered in deep scratch marks, large camera battery forcefully inserted into mouth. 2:51 pm Bodies of ██████,███,██████ and ████████ discovered. Each body appeared heavily mutilated with ███████████████████ forced into the various orifice of each corpse along with what appeared to be a large novelty inflatable dolphin presumed to have been taken from the staff lounge. Security footage did not note any personnel removing object from staff lounge during nor prior to the incident. ██:██pm robot ceased operation at █ hours, reasons unknown. Final Statement A localized earthquake reported on ██/██/██ caused flooding to various sections of floor B19 hindering any capability to remotely observe SCP-3390. A final report gathered on the ██th of ████ ████ showed that SCP-3390 had moved from the service elevator towards a disused storage room on the eastern side of the facility. This report also claimed that SCP-3390 appeared to be ████████. Reasons for this are, again, not understood. Incident-3390-2 SCP Foundation Site-99 SCP-3390 Incident Number: 3390-2 Date: 20th July 20██ At approximately 3:45 am GMT, PA system of Site-99 was briefly activated, a single message in a low pitched French accent was played before personnel were able to shut-off the system. Recording of the message follows: [AUDIO LOG BEGINS] Bientôt nous partons. Vous ne ferez pas obstacle à nos progrès. La victoire finale française est assurée. Vers Berlin, n’arreter jamais. Vive la République! [END LOG] Investigation linked the intrusion to a terminal on floor B19. A camera mounted to a small drone was deployed, but could not locate terminal nor SCP-3390 due to the recent collapse of old supporting walls. Drone returned without incident. [File Ends] |
SCP-3391 | keter | FOREWORD The following is an outdated version of the current document, retrieved from a Foundation extratemporal deep-well archive, which describes a now neutralized anomaly. Information discrepancies will be readily apparent. It is important that Foundation personnel acquaint themselves with this text in order to contextualise the current documentation for SCP-3391. By viewing this document you acknowledge that you are a member of staff assigned to the Hubris Project or a member of the O5 Council. If you have erroneously discovered this document or have otherwise accessed it without fulfilling the previously described qualities, close this window immediately. Unauthorised access is punishable by amnesticisation, dissolution of Foundation employment and/or termination. Item #: SCP-3391 Special Containment Procedures: In cooperation with the government of Greece, a naval exclusionary zone has been established 9 km from SCP-3391 under the guise of a SPAMI1 ecological reserve. Approaching civilian ships and other vessels are to be turned away. Any vessel attempting to breach the perimeter will be detained, and its occupants subsequently amnesticised. Two Foundation naval vessels are to patrol the perimeter at all times, and are to serve as monitoring stations for SCP-3391. Due to the self-containing nature of SCP-3391 and its sub-instances, no activities are to be undertaken to actively contain SCP-3391. Containment is to be focused on preventing civilian exposure to the anomaly and studying its effects on the local marine ecosystem. Update 16/05/16: SCP-3391-3 is to be contained in a standard psionic isolation locker in Site 104's sublevel. SCP-3391-3 is not to be exposed to unsheltered muscular tissue nor any small mammals or fish. 27/05/16: Due to the destruction of SCP-3391-3 containment procedures for the anomaly are no longer necessary Update 27/05/16: As of recent events surrounding SCP-3391 the anomaly has been reclassified as Keter and designated a threat to consensus reality, as well as a potential eschatological threat. Military operations are to be conducted in order to contain, and ultimately terminate the entity. A closeup of an instance of SCP-3391-1, taken by a drone during initial containment efforts. Description: SCP-3391 is an irregular mass of undifferentiated tissue located at coordinates ██.█° █, ██.█° █ in the Libyan Sea south of Crete; located ███m beneath sea level. Sonar scans indicate the mass covers approximately 16 km² of the seafloor. Recovered samples have revealed the surface of the structure to be composed primarily of mammalian cardiac tissue. Deep-tissue analysis has been hindered by the presence of SCP-3391-1 and SCP-3391-2. SCP-3391-1 are the marine wildlife present in the waters around SCP-3391. All SCP-3391-1 organisms appear to be mutated or modified strains of otherwise non-anomalous organisms typically present in the waters surrounding SCP-3391. In nearly all recorded cases instances of SCP-3391-1 possess redundant or harmful modifications to their bodies such as nonviable configuration of organs, missing appendages and other damaging features inherent to their biology. SCP-3391-1 organisms are extremely fertile and are able to breed with any other instances, resulting in a stable population of between ≈█████ to ██████ instances at any one time. It is unknown how SCP-3391-1 maintains a stable population; so far, no instances have displayed the need to metabolise or consume any substances. Captive instances of SCP-3391-1 remain alive indefinitely without any nutritional input, but prove susceptible to regular means of termination such as physical trauma, suffocation and incineration. While SCP-3391-1 are generally docile several larger instances have proven openly hostile to personnel, complicating operations in and around the anomaly. SCP-3391-2 describes the waste products produced by instances of SCP-3391-12. Due to the high mortality and breeding rate of SCP-3391-1, SCP-3391-2 currently covers ██ km² of the seafloor, measuring almost 20m deep near the centre of the mass. SCP-3391-2 is constantly absorbed into the mass of SCP-3391, with dead cells reanimating, and assimilating themselves into SCP-3391’s surface, causing SCP-3391 to expand in size over time. Even when removed from SCP-3391 this behaviour continues, preventing SCP-3391-2 from experiencing decay. Sonar scans have determined that SCP-3391 reaches almost 300 metres beneath the seafloor. Analysis of the water surrounding SCP-3391 has revealed it to contain several exotic organic compounds such as leptin and estradiol in carcinogenic concentrations near SCP-3391. The source of these compounds is unknown but their presence is limited to the area in which SCP-3391-2 manifests, rendering them harmless to the world at large. Image of The Fissure, taken from Beta's bodycam Addendum 3391-1: On 15/05/2016, Foundation patrol ships reported significant anomalous activity in and around SCP-3391’s containment area, citing large yellow streaks visible in the water, increased SCP-3391-1 movement, and minor seismic activity. Sonar scans detected the formation of a large cavity in the centre of SCP-3391. After a brief period of debate, acting director F████ G█████ ordered MTF Gamma-6 (“Deep Feeders”) to investigate, who were promptly dispatched to investigate the structure. + MTF Gamma-6 SCP-3391 Exploration Log - Access Granted MTF Gamma-6 arrives at the designated diving point at ██:██ local time. All four agents are equipped with standard deep sea diving kit, with Agent Rumor (Alpha) carrying esoteric sampling equipment. At Director F████ G████’s discretion, the operation commences at ██:██ from the SCPS-Iago expedition submarine, with the intention of mapping out changes to the structure and acquiring samples, and any items of interest from within the anomaly. <MTF Gamma-6: Begin Log> Alpha: This is Rumor. Check, Gamma-6. Beta: Omar good to go. Check. Delta: Prepped and ready to dive. Epsilon: Epsilon, Check. Alpha: Command, permission to commence dive? Command: You’re greenlit, Gamma-6. Begin the operation. <The SCPS-Iago’s pressure chamber floods with water. Gamma-6 is submerged. The diving chamber opens approximately 40m above SCP-3391. Gamma-6 swims toward the outside of SCP-3391, a short distance from the fissure. Several instances of SCP-3391-1 are present in the water.> Delta: Jesus. Never got to see the thing up close before. Alpha: Command, we’re approaching SCP-3391-2. How do you copy? Command: We’re reading you, loud and clear. No electromagnetic disturbances. Epsilon: Hey, do we know what those yellow streaks above us are? We shouldn’t be worried about those, right? Delta: As far as we can tell, it’s just jumbled organic lipids and proteins. It should be inert, but keep an eye on it anyways. Alpha, how are the readings? Alpha: Same as the probes they sent down here. Kant Counter is reading a steady 92. Pressure’s at 47 bar. Nothing unusual. <MTF Gamma-6 reaches the opening in SCP-3391, known as “the fissure” by the team, and identified as such for the rest of this document. SCP-3391-1 instances are observed to approach, but never interact with personnel. Extraneous dialogue removed for brevity. Upon arrival at the fissure, visibility noticeably degrades, due to the presence of the organic yellow substance in the water.> Delta: Command, we’re at the fissure. Beta: Looks to be about twenty metres wide and a couple hundred long. I can’t see the bottom, there’s too much of that protein crap. You sure the yellow stuff’s harmless? Command: You should be fine in your suits. It’s not caustic or reactive. Epsilon: Alright. Sonar maps measure this thing to be around two hundred metres deep. Delta, you’re the one with the most experience with this kind of stuff. How do you want to handle this? Delta: Prep your gear and keep a close watch on your periphery. There’s no telling what could be in that fog. Beta, fix the harnesses at the mouth of the fissure. We’re going in. Command, keep an eye on the Iago and the extraction zone. Beta: Roger that. Command: Roger. <Beta sets up stakes at buried within SCP-3391-2, which was considered firm enough to provide adequate leverage. MTF Gamma-6 attaches their harnesses to the stakes.> Alpha: We’re entering the fissure now. Command: Copy that, team. Try to avoid confrontation if at all possible. Delta: Got it. We’re diving. <The team enters the fissure, drifting through the water. The walls of the structure are not visible. After two minutes, they land at the bottom of the fissure.> Alpha: Okay. We’ve landed. Collecting a water sample. Ugh, the ground’s all sticky. Looks like… fresh meat. It’s red and healthy, not like the brown stuff on the surface. Delta: It feels like the fissure's shaking. Command are you reading seismic disturbances on your end? SCP-3391 seems to be… thumping, at around 50 bpm. Command: No readings up here. It’s localized to the inside of the anomaly. Alpha: Alright then. Let’s find a wall, see if we can't find something interesting. <MTF Gamma-6 walks to the northeast for approximately four minutes. They come across a sheer cliff that extends into the yellow fog above. At this point, they are well outside of the surface-boundaries of the fissure. There is a large vertical slit in the wall, with several lengthy folds of striated tissue surrounding it. It appears to be pulsing rhythmically. During this time, radio contact is lost with the team due to their distance from Command. All further dialogue and footage is recovered post-mission from the squad’s personal recording devices.> Alpha: Command’s out. We’re on our own from here. Beta: Are we going to talk about, you know, the big vag on the wall? Epsilon: It’s a portal, or a door. I’ve seen this kind of organic engineering in Hungary. Looks like we’re dealing with something manmade. Alpha: Is there a chance we might meet resistance in there? Epsilon: We're equipped to deal with the -1s but there's no telling what we'll find behind this door. Just keep your gun close to you. Delta: Hang on. I’m interacting with the anomaly. Have my tether ready. <Delta touches the edge of the growth. After several seconds of this motion, he reaches into the centre of the slit. As he does so he is forcefully pulled into the opening. His bodycam records approximately fifteen seconds of rapid motion through a thin passage of intestinal tissue, apparently propelled forward through a motion similar to peristalsis. Delta is ejected from an opening; emerging into a large hemispherical room with a domed roof largely composed of organic calcites, and a floor constructed from a mixture of adipose and cartilage. Several items of furniture are present, as well as three large sphincter-like folds of skin placed on the other end of the room. The room is devoid of water.> Delta: Jesus! I just got pulled through the anomaly. Think it bruised my ribs. I'm in some kind of circular room. There’s a large chamber here, round. It’s made up of more the meaty stuff we saw outside, but it looks a lot fresher. Healthier, for lack of a better word. Epsilon: I’m going in with you. Beta: Following. <Alpha, Beta and Epsilon enter the anomaly, and are united with Delta. All three agents are ejected from the cavity.> Alpha: Oh, god, the floor’s all sticky. Going to take another sample, hang on. Beta: This place kinda looks like a house or a tent. Mattresses and tables. People must have been living here for a long time. Looks like they’ve been gone a while though. Damn, I’m glad I can’t smell anything in this suit. Epsilon: There’s a load of thaumic equipment too. Bolines, chalices, blocks of salt… Alpha: And a solid Hume signature behind that 'anal flap'. Beta: Why is everything here so gross? First a clit, now a butthole. Epsilon: Get used to it. It's called "Deep Feeders" for a reason. Delta: Keep the comms clean unless it’s something worth saying. I’m checking the flap to the left. <Epsilon enters the opening left of the primary anomaly. The room is clearly a large study, with several papers, scrolls and artefacts inside. He collects them and surveys the room. It appears to be well-lived in.> Epsilon: Nothing important in here. Some books we don’t care about, a shelf, a table… must’ve been at least twelve people living in this complex. Alpha: Done with the samples over here. I’m going through the other. <Alpha enters the cavity to the right. Behind it, there is a large corridor, with several similar but relaxed openings on either side.> Delta: Find anything? Alpha: Not much. I’m looking through the rooms, seems like it’s a whole bunch of bunk beds, spare clothes, the usual fare. This stuff looks recent. Modern-day recent, judging by the way the clothes are made. Do you think we could be in an active anomaly? Epsilon: No shit Sherlock. It’s an SCP. This looks more like a reclaimed anomaly, from where I’m standing. Seems the guests got pretty comfortable here. Alpha: There’s nobody in here where I am. I’ve taken some DNA readings, we’ll see if the lab boys can get a fix on who was living here. Delta, any word on the stuff in the main chamber? Delta: I’ve got the Thaumic equipment lined up on a table over here. Some of this looks pretty badly made. Whoever was living down here came after the anomaly first showed up. They might still be here, for all we know. <Alpha and Epsilon re-enter the main chamber.> Alpha: Yeah, well, I think we’ll be seeing them real soon. The sig in the last room’s reading locked, about 300 on the Kant counter. Epsilon: Is it moving? Alpha: No. It doesn’t seem to be aware, either. It’s just a blob of jumbled thoughts at the moment. It definitely can't see us, if that's what you're worried about. Beta: Here goes, then. <MTF Gamma-9 enters the primary anomaly chamber. The structure begins with a lengthy corridor that goes on for about fifty metres at a slight downward angle, widening out into a small cylindrical chamber primarily composed of cardiac tissue. Several skeletons are embedded in the wall, with the remnants of at least five different individuals visibly stuck on its surface. There is a podium in the centre of the room with a small heart on it, beating rhythmically. The room pulses in tandem to the same beat.> Delta: Well, at least we know what happened to the guests. Beta: We're not going to get mulched like them, are we? Epsilon: Not unless we’re stupid. And as far as our knowledge goes, these skeletons could be anyone’s. Beta: The heart's definitely not human. The whole room’s shaking with it. Think we should take it back to the lab? Delta: Don’t touch it yet. We have no idea what might happen. Alpha, what do you think? Alpha: Looks safe enough. It’s not sentient, it’s not even putting out that much EVE. All that energy’s internal. The best way I can describe it is as a sleeping type green. Beta: So it won’t hurt you? Alpha: Not on purpose. Epsilon: Whatever. I’m taking the anomaly. <Epsilon takes hold of the heart, and removes it from the pedestal. It is unattached and comes off cleany. Upon losing contact with the pedestal, the heart and room stop beating.> Delta: Shit. Might have damaged the anomaly. Well, what’s done is done. Have we all got what we came for? Alpha: Samples collected. Epsilon: I have all the study equipment. Beta: Carrying some of the tools from the main chamber. Delta: Sounds all good. Let’s go. <MTF Gamma-6 return through the opening, and begin to swim back to the SCPS-Iago. Command reestablishes contact as soon as they leave the fissure. The mission is concluded without incident.> Post Action Report: MTF Gamma-6's mission was deemed a success. The removal of the ’heart’3 from SCP-3391 resulted in no visible changes to the overall anomaly. The yellow substance surrounding SCP-3391 dispersed into the ocean over several hours. Analysis of the fluid revealed it to be composed of various organic proteins and lipids, several not occurring in nature. Standard analysis revealed it to be a non-anomalous source of both organic compounds, as well as safe for ingestion during laboratory testing. Its concentration in regional waters was deemed low enough that no disinformation campaigns were necessary. The team recovered several items of interest, several of which have been catalogued below. Followup dives failed to rediscover the room that MTF Gamma-6 had entered, or any other features of interest within SCP-3391. Review of Gamma-6’s mounted cameras reveal the entry chamber to have likely been a containment vessel for a large Thaumic working, with various artefacts and faint inscriptions within the room having acted as dampeners for EVE rebound during various thaumic activities. SCP-3391-3: SCP-3391-3 is the object recovered from the central pedestal of the room found within SCP-3391. It is physically and molecularly identical to a non-anomalous human heart, excluding a lack of openings where the pulmonary veins and arteries would be present, with thick layers of cardiac tissue in their place. When placed near exposed muscular tissue4, SCP-3391-3 will begin to beat rhythmically, causing the exposed muscle to anomalously contract and relax at a similar pace. Testing has revealed it to have a weak compulsive effect on small mammals, increasing libido and appetite. Recovered Materials: Several written texts and items were recovered from SCP-3391, many of anachronistic design. In total, Gamma-6 recovered three scrolls, one book, one now catalogued anomalous object5 and numerous generic objects associated with Sarkic6 rites, including a series of sacrificial knives, preserved human organs and carved runic tablets. One such text believed to be related to its origins has been placed below. Recovered Text Excerpt: "Journey to The Undying Kingdom"7 + Text Excerpt: Red Instrumentations - Access Granted On the fourth day our guide introduced us to a woman who he called a "Volutaar", a status of some respect in their culture. She did not offer her name and so I did not think it wise to ask. We departed at noon and followed her for many hours. I must admit I was growing impatient. The road we walked was frigid and barren of sights. I believed for a time that she was simply waylaying us but when I first laid my eyes on the prison of Nyasae8, such thoughts immediately fled my mind. A great pit had been dug into the earth, with stairs taller than the pyramids themselves stretching deep into the hollow. It took us until the moon was well over our heads to reach the bottom and even then my amazement did not cease. We saw men with eyes like cats, women with serpents' teeth, dogs the size of camels and soldiers whose appearances I still cannot conjure to my mind. But they were not what we were there to see. Beneath the earth there were monsters. I have no doubt that if Set or Apophis were to be found on Earth, Nyasae is where I would see them. There were mounds of flesh that took countless forms, lakes of squirming maggots and shrieking insects the size of men. While I was looking at the latter the woman approached me and asked that I come with her. When I asked where to, she only smiled. She led me away from my entourage and into the tunnels beneath the prison. By then wonder and curiosity had washed away my fear. We walked throughout catacombs woven of clay and meat before coming to a chamber as tall as two scores of men. Arrayed before me were hundreds of slaves, craftsmen and arcane workers standing around circles of chalk and little metal trinkets. The slaves walked toward the heart and laid their hands upon it. Their bodies would shudder and melt like wax. Like water down a funnel, they would fall into the mass and join it. Throughout my stay I never saw this process cease; not when I entered and not when I left. She told me that it was a weapon. A god that they had unearthed buried deep in the ground. One that they would make their own. We watched for many more hours, while she talked about the rest of the pit. The exploits of the Adi-um, the deals they had made and the gods they had imprisoned. But I was mesmerised by the heart. It whispered in my mind, it beat with a powerful rhythm. And it grew louder. Louder in my head, not whispering, but screaming in many voices. In rage, in pain, in ecstasy, in all emotions. I could not turn away. I left that room shaken and dazed. I did not think to ask questions, nor see any more of Nyasae. I regret that I did not see more but I do not think my mind could have borne the other exhibits they wanted to show me. Just as I was mounting my camel I turned to the woman and asked her why they needed a weapon fuelled by such sacrifice. Why they needed such a power. I thought she would say the Mekhanites, the Greeks, even my dearest Egypt. She only smiled. Addendum 3391-2 On 25/05/16 at 6:22 PM, SCP-3391-3 demonstrated previously unknown psionic properties. 63 of the 81 staff at Site 1049 simultaneously experienced various forms of cardiac dysfunction. Of these personnel, a number died of heart palpitations and arrhythmia. Medical staff attempted to treat the sudden development while nearby sites were contacted to request support and replacement personnel. Approximately twenty minutes after the initial incident, all staff who had previously been affected suddenly became hostile, and began attacking unaffected personnel, demonstrating an unusual awareness of each other and coordination. Several convoys of staff and relief personnel from neighbouring sites were attacked and captured before the situation could be properly reported. Due to the mounting severity of the crisis, MTF Epsilon-11 (“Nine Tailed Fox”) was dispatched with psionic resistance gear and heavy armaments in an attempt to subdue all affected staff, and recontain SCP-3391-3. MTF Epsilon-11 Log: + Access MTF Epsilon-11 Site 104 Mission Log - Access Granted MTF Epsilon-11 (“Nine Tailed Fox”) arrived at Gate C of Site 104 at 21:22 local time. MTF members involved were E11-1 (Squad Leader), E11-2 (Second in Command), E11-3 (Organics specialist), E11-4 (Psionic operative) and E11-5 to E11-9 (Squaddies). Site power is sporadic, and command are unable to communicate with Epsilon-11 due to the site’s subterranean construction. All following audio and footage were recovered from the MTF’s PRDs. E11-1 (SL): This is Squad Leader. We’re beginning the operation. Any questions before we begin? E11-6 (Sq): Orders on engaging affected staff? E11-1: Do not engage unless provoked. If someone pulls a gun, you’re clear to fire. <MTF Epsilon-11 proceed through Checkpoint C, and enter the entrance zone of Site 104. The entire above-ground staging area is devoid of any other individuals.> E11-5 (Sq): Looks like the area’s- <An individual later identified as Doctor Harvey, appears from the inside of Checkpoint C and throws an IED at the group. He is immediately terminated by E11-3, but the IED explodes, resulting in minor lacerations along E11-4’s legs and torso.> E11-8 (Sq): Shit! E11-2 (SiC): T███! Are you okay? E11-4: I’m good, I’m good; just a few cuts. E11-5: Eyes up! I see movement in the main ops room; take the checkpoint! <E11-5, E11-2 and E11-9 break into Checkpoint C, and sweep for hostiles. They encounter D-3416, who promptly assaults E11-2 with a knife. D-3416 is easily subdued by the three agents and pinned against a wall.> E11-2: D-3416! What is happening in this facility? D-3416: <Unintelligible.> E11-2: D-3416, tell me what happened. What happened to the staff? What happened in Site 104? D-3416: <Unknown, repetitive statements; appears to be an as-of-yet unencountered proto-Uralic dialect. Continues talking over E11-5.> E11-5: Just shoot him. We’re not getting anything out of this guy. D-3416: (In modern English) Alive! I’m alive… Iahel, am I you? I see six Angels. They are so beautiful. Alaggada! The Hanged King watches me. My eyes burn, please! No more metal, no more steel! I will be god, always be god! Always always have been will be was being! E11-1: Nothing useful. Terminate the D-class. We can’t leave a psionic anomaly out here. E11-2: Got it. D-3416: When was I? Why won’t time stay st- <D-3416 is terminated by gunshot.> E11-2: Is the rest of the checkpoint clear? E11-9 (Sq): Yeah. Found a dead guard up top. Looks like the poor sod was trying to warn us. E11-1: Figures. Alright, we’re done here. Move up, keep your eyes peeled. <MTF Epsilon-11 proceeds past Checkpoint C, and advances toward Site 104’s aboveground superstructure. No further personnel, living or otherwise, are encountered during this period. E11-1 approaches the main entrance to Site 104, and attempts to open the blast doors. His authorisation card is accepted, but the entrance remains sealed.> E11-1: I can’t get in. The doors won’t budge. Squaddies, get the charges. We’re breaching. <E11-9 and E11-8 prepare thermite charges, and place them against the centre of the door. On E11-1’s mark, they breach. An enormous amount of steam is generated, greatly hindering visibility.> E11-1: Clear the smoke, we’re heading in. <Epsilon-11 enter Site 104. The entrance foyer has been overtaken by a growth of organic connective tissue, with a significant area of charred material near the main gate. The structure is porous, and continually releases large amounts of steam, creating a hazardous quantity of heat.> E11-7: This place is disgusting. Any idea what this… meaty shit is? E11-3: Looks like epithelial tissue, like you’d find in a stomach. E11-4: Ugh. Gross. Any idea where the staff are? I can't sense anyone besides us on this floor. E11-1: We don't know what happened. Judging by the halls, we can't assume anything good. Watch out for more hostiles. -4, track any psychic signatures. Tell us if something's up. <Epsilon-11 continue through the facility. Beyond the entrance is the foyer of Site 104, which has been completely overgrown by the same growth noted earlier. There are several bright red pustules located around the room.> E11-4: Clear. Can’t feel anything. Either nobody’s around, or the skip’s messing with my head. E11-1: Understood. -3, any idea what those lumps are? E11-3: Taking a look. <E11-3’s mounted camera shows a close-up of the pustules on the wall. There is a partially formed human inside roughly matching the description of Site Director P████ ██████. Her head has several missing patches of skin, as well as a significant portion of her lower jaw. She appears to be unconscious.> E11-3: What the hell? Come over here, there’s people in there! E11-9: Oh, that is just… sick. Is that the site director in there? E11-1: Cut it open, carefully. We might be able to get something out of her, provided she's still alive. E11-5: On it. <The team moves to a safe distance, while E11-5 uses a long-range laser cutter to ablate the material away. Several seconds in, the growth suddenly expands and bursts, showering the team with pus. The individual within emerges, revealing several deformities and physiological amorphisms, including elongated misshapen limbs, deformed facial proportions and an overall height of ≈250 centimetres, which was not initially apparent when Epsilon-11 examined the pustule. It turns to face E11-8 and leaps onto her, crushing her abdominal areas. E11-8 ceases lifesigns presumably due to fatal rupture of her organs.> E11-2: It's hostile, take it down! <Epsilon-11 shoot the anomaly (T-1), and successfully incapacitate it. E11-9 and E11-3 immediately run toward, and subdue the instance. Despite the loss of its left arm, an incomplete jaw and severe damage to its abdomen (including the severance of its lower spinal cord), it continues to struggle and articulate.> Site Director P████ (T-1): Stop! Stop! You’ll kill us! You killed me! E11-4: Jesus christ! You killed E████! E11-1: Quiet for a moment. -3, hold its arms down. (Speaking to T-1) Who am I talking to? T-1: Us. Site 104 containment staff, Iahel’s followers, sleeping god of Adytum, we are alive. Were. Always have been. Are you still talking? E11-1: Yes. I am aware you are alive. So, are the consciousnesses of the Site 104 staff contained within you? T-1: Georgia Lamento, Karey Meyers, Stephan Gold, Travis Mason (The entity continues to list the names of 52 Site 104 staff, the presumed titles of seventeen unknown individuals, “Karcist Iahel”, and a severe verbal sensory hazard) E11-2: Iahel? He’s the guy who made you, right? Is he still in there? T-1: He I am alive inside us. We he were speaking. Am you? No, only half Epsilon go away. Run! You’re going going! E11-4: What is that meant to m-… okay, nevermind. I can only feel one psionic signature in your body. You can’t possibly contain that many people. T-1: We are one. Mind thinks synchronise. Grow, make hive. Ascend and be one. One great, one man grand. One will be strength, one day one tomorrow! E11-1: One mind, too. Can you isolate your components, let us talk to someone in particular? T-1: No no not someone, never separate, we are and will be have been one. Time to go to school! Bye Robert, better luck next time! E11-3: This is pointless. Shoot it, let’s get on with this. T-1: Not now! When don’t kill! Will not kill SCP-3391! You came to kill us, you come to kill us, why aren’t you saving me? Holy shit what’s going on?! Help, help, h- <E11-2 shoots T-1 in the head a total of seven times. Despite suffering extensive cranial damage, the entity remains conscious and alive until the sixth shot.> E11-2: Tough fucker. E11-6: Are we equipped to handle this? This is shaping up to be a whole new skip, at the very least. We’ve already lost one of our people, we shouldn’t make that all nine. E11-1: We’re pressing on. We have to find out what this thing is, and whether we can stop it. We can’t risk further contamination, god forbid a bigger MTF gets taken over by this thing. Blast the pustules. We’re not leaving these things to bite us in the ass later. <Epsilon-11 shoot the remaining pustules, terminating all entities contained within. A total of seventeen are encountered and subsequently dispatched. Several instances are noted to resemble already terminated staff, or the same ‘base’ individual as another instance.> E11-2: Now that that’s been dealt with… <The Task Force continues throughout the facility. Hostile staff are regularly encountered in groups of two to four, usually making incoherent statements directed at Epsilon-11. Notably, some members of staff are encountered several times, even after their confirmed termination. The MTF proceeds to Elevator Shaft F-2, and prepares to descend to the containment level.> E11-9: Jesus. This place sickens me. All of these people, twisted into monsters by some fucked up anomaly. E11-6: They don’t talk properly either. Just that senseless babbling. E11-4: They’re so confused. They feel like children, lashing out at whatever they see. I don’t think it even knows it’s hurting us. E11-2: This isn’t time for sympathy. The thing’s killing us with our own people. Squad Leader, what’s the holdup? E11-1: The elevator’s got power, but the lockdown’s jammed the carriage. -5, get the breach materials, we’re rappelling down the shaft. E11-5: Prepping the breaching charges. <E11-5 plants an explosive package on the bottom of the elevator.> E11-5: Clear! <The charges explode, destroying the floor of the elevator carriage. Epsilon-11 rappel down the elevator cable, landing on the Primary Containment Level, where SCP-3391-3’s chamber was previously located.> E11-3: Wow. This place is infested. E11-4: I can’t even see the walls behind all this meaty crap. E11-5: Hey, you think there might be survivors down here? E11-6: I doubt anybody managed to live this long. We must’ve killed at least fifty guys by now. There’s no way anything could’ve avoided those things. E11-1: It’s our mission and our duty to check. Come on. Maybe we’ll even be able to recontain the threat without having to fry the whole site. E11-4: Hey, wait. You hear that? E11-2: No. What? E11-4: There’s people out there. I… I think they’re on this level. They’re not possessed or controlled like the others. They must be the psychically resistant staff. As you said, -1, it's our mission and our duty to get them out. E11-1: Right. -2, you take nine and follow -4. The rest of you, come with me. We’re heading deeper into the facility to look for more. The security detail might be locked up in the shelters. You’ve got your assignments, let’s move. <E11-2, -4 and -9 emerge from the shaft and proceed down the entrance corridor. They follow -4’s lead, which takes them to the site’s main safety bunker. Meanwhile, E11-1, -3, -5, -6 and -7 walk straight forward, toward the original containment wing. At this point Epsilon-11 is split between two groups of 4 under the command of E11-2 and E11-1 respectively.> <E11-2 arrives at the evacuation shelter and attempts to access the safety bunker. His authorisation is denied due to the site’s lockdown procedures. He knocks on the door.> E11-2: Hello? Anyone in there? Unknown 1: <Indistinct> E11-4: He can't hear us. There’s three people in there, but they’re not in good shape. Our only option might be to cut open the door. E11-9: We’re entering the bunker, okay? Just stay calm. <E11-9 uses a thermal cutter to open the door over the course of several minutes. Meanwhile, E11-1 and his portion of the team continue to explore the site.> E11-3: The site schematics say the security room should be just on our left. We'll want to get a hold of the security camera feeds. E11-1: Understood. Let’s recover the data. <The squad open the security room door, revealing a large arthropodic entity, displaying features and anomalous attributes similar to those of SCP-████. The entity attacks Epsilon-11, grabbing and consuming E11-5.> E11-5: No no no, wai- (Footage indicates that E11-5 perished at this point) E11-7: Holy shit! Shoot it, shoot it! E11-3: No, just fucking run! We don’t stand a chance against a copycat skip! <E11-1, -3, -6 and -7 turn away from the arthropod and flee down the corridor, but are cut off by three individuals with similar appearances to E11-8 and E11-5.> E11-1: What the hell? B██? E11-8 Impostor: Sorry, M██████, but it has to be this way. I have to kill three. And then, you have to kill me. E11-5 Impostor (1): SCP-3391, it’s… hard to describe. It gets in your head, you know? And it already knows what’s we’re going to do. So this has to happen. <Affected MTF members open fire on Epsilon-11. Despite their outward appearances mimicking MTF armour and equipment, their clothing and weaponry prove to be bonded to their bodies, and formed out of a soft chitin. E11-3 is perforated with shards of bone. Her body quickly swells, and is subsumed by an enormous cancerous growth. The arthropodic entity pauses to spit a caustic substance over the tumour, before consuming the resultant slurry.> E11-7: Crap, -3! It’s fucking eating her! E11-1: There’s no time for that, open fire! E11-5 Impostor (2): Don’t be afraid. If you could see what I can, you’d already know how it all ends. <E11-1 and E11-7 terminate the impostor MTFs. The arthropodic entity rapidly engorges itself on the remains of E11-3, and swells in size, gaining significant mass and anomalous abilities. It quickly approaches and grabs E11-6. He is lifted into the air and disemboweled, while the entity engorges itself on the spillage. -6 remains conscious and primes several explosives on his person,> E11-6: You want some? Come and get it, you spindly bastard. <The entity and -6 are engulfed in a fireball, incinerating both individuals. -1 and -7 are able to avoid the blast and continue running from the security room.> E11-2: What’s going on over there? I heard explosions. Are you alright? E11-1: Lost five, six and three. I’m sorry, can’t talk for long. E11-7: Met some sosies of eight and five, too. Had to shoot them in the head. Again. E11-4: It took over an entire site, turned its inhabitants into puppets and now it’s turning our own people against us? E11-1: And I think it’s getting smarter, too. Found six earlier, he talked to me; almost like a person. Said… he had to kill -3. And then, I had to kill him. E11-9: That doesn’t seem to make much sense. E11-4: Either way, it’s getting more coherent. Smarter. It took the staff, and it started making fucked up versions of them, and then it took -5 and -8, and started creating its own soldiers. E11-7: And it made a couple of SCPs to boot. E11-2: Cut the theorising. The bunker door's cut through, we're opening it now. Hey! We’re coming in! <While E11-7 and E11-1 mute their comms, E11-2, -4 and -9 enter the bunker. It is entirely free of the tissue seen outside. Three members of Site 104 staff are present inside. Two are on the other side of the chamber, one of whom is armed with a pistol. An additional member of staff is standing to the side, hyperventilating.> Admin Staff Remer: Stop! Don’t take another step, I’ll shoot! E11-2: Put the gun down! This is Epsilon-11, we’re here to get you out of the facility. Guest Researcher Esther: They’re more fucking mimics, John! Get the hell away from us! E11-4: Look, if you’re not going to cooperate we’ll leave you here; but right now, we’re the only chance you have of getting out. <After several seconds, Remer looks at Esther, puts down his gun, and steps forward.> Remer: Fine. Lead the way, then. E11-9: Hey, uhh, are you okay over there? (Gesturing at the third member of staff) Security Officer Tamry: Yeah, yeah. Just go on ahead. I’ll be right behind you. Esther: How’re we going to get out? The containment level’s been locked down. E11-4: We’ll be escorting you to the elevator. We have rappel lines there. -2, how far do we have to go? E11-2: Ten minutes’ walk, by my count. Come on, let’s go. Tamry: About time, too. <The rescue team collect all three staff, and begin escorting them to the elevator. Meanwhile, E11-1 and -7 converse quietly in the security wing of the containment level, apparently avoiding the arthropodic entity.> E11-7: What’s the plan now? E11-1: The mission’s a bust. The best we can do is make sure the others get to the surface safely, and maybe get ourselves out too; though I don’t really see that happening now. <E11-1 begins transmitting to E11-2 at this point> E11-1: Hey, are the staff out safely? E11-2: Yes, we’re proceeding to the elevator now. What’s your status? E11-1: We’re holed up in the security wing, pursued by a large cryptid. No way we can beat it, and no way we can get out while it’s blocking the corridors. E11-2: Do you need assistance? E11-1: No. I was just making sure you were safe. You should get going. E11-2: You don't need to micromanage us. Shouldn’t you be a little more preoccupied with keeping yourself alive? E11-1: There's no chance in hell me and -7 are getting out of this. Keep the men safe, yeah? E11-2: I will, sir. E11-7: Shit, I hear something coming, get down! <E11-1 muted his communications at this point, before following E11-7 behind a crate. An unknown number of humanoids enter the room, and immediately attack the two agents, resulting in a prolonged firefight. Meanwhile, E11-2 and his segment of the task force traverse the facility.> E11-9: I know we should save it for the debriefing, but what exactly happened down here? This place looks totally grown over. Tamry: I- I don't know. God, half the staff just started grabbing at their chests, yelling for medical. Next thing we know we’re outnumbered, fighting our own people, and… I know it’s what we’re trained for but it just felt so terrifying. E11-2: It’s perfectly normal to be scared. Nobody expects you to deal with something like that. What matters right now is that we get back to the surface. You don't have to worry about a thing. Remer: You haven’t got anyone else coming down here, right? No more teams or anything? E11-2: No, we’re the first responders. Command’s on overwatch. If anything happens to us, they’ll send in a specialised bioteam, smoke the place out. Esther: Have you got them on the radio? E11-9: No. The facility's too far underground for us to get a signal. Why do you ask? Tamry: Oh, you know. Getting to know you is all. <Esther and Tamry attack and restrain E11-4, displaying anomalous physical strength. While Remer assaults E11-2 and -9, Tamry shatters -4’s helmet, and places a hand over her face, causing her body to rapidly calcify. Shortly afterward, Tamry begins consuming her.> E11-9: What the fuck!? K███ said they were safe! <E11-9 throws an incendiary device at the apparently affected staff, incinerating Remer and Esther. Tamry, however, leaps onto E11-9, and begins caving in his helmet. The staff member is terminated through a shot to the back of the head before they can kill -9.> E11-2: Yeah. She did. She couldn’t have gotten it wrong she’s- she’s never been wrong before. E11-9: This fucking thing can copy our psionic signatures? Our gear? The fucking skips inside the facility?! Fuck this noise, I’m heading to the surface. We’re getting out of here! <E11-2 and E11-9 run through the facility toward the elevator. Upon reaching it however, they discover that it has been entirely overgrown by cardiac tissue.> E11-9: Shit, shit shit! <E11-9 collapses against a wall.> E11-9: We’re going to die down here! We’re actually going to fucking die! E11-2: It’s too smart. It knew everything about us. It led us into a trap, got what it needed from us. The gibberish, the staff, the skips… it’s been playing us this whole time. E11-9: Who cares?! We’re boned, none of this matters anymore! Can’t even get a signal up to command. All we can do is sit here and wait like a bunch of impotent fucks! E11-2: Shut up! We still have a chance to get out of here. We’ll reach -1 and -7, they’ll know what happens next. E11-9: And then what? Even if they’re alive, what can they do? E11-2: We’ll blow this place up. Activate the on-site nuke, it's the only option left. <E11-9 makes radio connection with -1.> E11-9: Squad leader! What’s going on over there? E11-1: We’re bogged down! Dozens of staff, and more copies of our team. E11-2: Copy that. The exits are sealed off, we’re on our way. Stay alive. <E11-1 and E11-7 notice a group of MTF soldiers entering the room. Their facial features cannot be seen behind their visors.> E11-7: More of them! Shit! <-1 and -7 exchange fire with the entities to little effect. -7 is shot in the chest and begins to disgorge large quantities of blood and flesh from his mouth. He rapidly succumbs to blood loss and collapses. -1 crouches behind a crate, no longer engaging the hostile MTF.> E11-1: They've got O█████. I'm sorry, but I think I'm going to die. <Several anomalous humanoids emerge from the walls, with a lack of facial features and identifying traits. They do not acknowledge E11-1, instead standing in place. All present copycat MTFs also stand still and do not approach -1.> E11-1: (Whispering) They've stopped. Something's happening. <All anomalous humanoids within the facility suddenly take on the appearance of E11-4, including her armour and equipment. All instances of E11-4 begin speaking, but fail to notice E11-1.> E11-4: Hello? Is anyone there? E11-9: What the hell? Squad leader, is -4 over there with you? E11-4: It's so dark… is anyone out there? My name is K███. I'm here to help. E11-1: Shit, this can’t be happening… -4, you’re dead too? E11-4: Hello? I’m- are you there W███? M██████? Someone answer me! Wait… who- who are you? E11-2: She can’t hear us. I think she’s talking to the gestalt. Her psionic training must be keeping her independent. E11-4: But… why? They weren’t in your way. You don’t need to kill them, you didn’t need to hurt us! <E11-4’s faculties degrade significantly, causing her to lose consciousness for several seconds. When she begins talking again, her voice is slow and slurred.> E11-4: Shut up! I- is that you? Wait, M██████? Why’s he down there?! What are you doing?! <-4’s speech degrades further, rendering her communications nearly incoherent> E11-1: Shit, she must be going. No no no, don’t go now, K███, stay in there! E11-4: No, you get the fuck away from him! You mindless freak, you’re not killing anyone else! Look into my head! That's the world I'm fighting for. You’re not going to hurt one more person, you hear me?! I’ll make sure of that. <E11-2 stops broadcasting entirely. All anomalous humanoids collapse, and cease lifesigns. E11-2 and -9 reach Squad Leader’s position.> E11-1: Fuck. She’s gone. I’m sorry, I… she, and everyone else are dead, because of my stupid decisions. E11-2: Wasn’t your fault. None of us could’ve known what was down here. It’s good to see you again, sir. E11-9: But more important than sappy shit is our plan of action. What do we do now? There’s no way we’re getting out of here, that’s for sure. E11-1: This abomination’s never getting out of here. We’re arming the nuke. I don’t care how far it’s spread, it’s not outrunning a twenty kiloton bomb. If you still want to get out, do it now. I won’t make you stay. E11-9: Heh. There’s no chance in high hell we can get out. We’ll have to trust command to wipe out the stragglers. E11-1: Come on. The nuke room’s not too far from here. <The remains of Epsilon-11 traverse the facility. They encounter several anomalous organisms, all of which are only nominally aggressive, fleeing after only minimal fire. Several fail to acknowledge the team altogether. E11-1, -2 and -9 stop outside of the Site 104 security control room. Epsilon-11 is reunited at this point.> E11-1: Come on. Let’s finish this. <E11-1, -2 and -9 enter the security room elevator, and descend to the warhead housing chamber.> E11-1: We’re here. This is it, I guess. The day we die. <MTF Epsilon-11 walk to the back of the chamber, and activate the site nuclear terminal.> E11-2: The remote broadcast beacon’s still functional. Setting up the link. <Epsilon-11 make contact with surface Command through the Site 104 emergency beacon.> E11-1: Command, are you reading us? This is MTF Epsilon-11, reporting from Site 104 control. Command: We’re reading you. E11-1: Command this is Squad Leader, we’re scuttling Site 104 on suspected Keter breach. I’m detonating the Alpha Warhead now. It’s the only way to be sure. E11-9: From day one, we got taught to put our faith in our intuition; and right now, I believe more than anything else in the world that this monster has to die. Command: We understand. You have the go-ahead, Epsilon. <E11-1 activates the on-site nuke on a 30 second timer.> E11-2: We’re uploading our data now. Running it through the transmitter. E11-9: Tell my family I love them, yeah? Command: We will. Godspeed, everyone. E11-2: Don’t send anyone down here. Fence it off, salt the earth, whatever it takes to keep this under control. Never let it get to the surface. E11-9: The nuke might not even kill the damn thing. But it’s the best we can do. E11-1: Five seconds, everyone. It was an honour to serve. <The Site 104 nuclear warhead detonates, destroying the entire complex. The underground and surface installations are vaporized instantaneously, including all anomalies. The former site is subsequently fenced off and designated a radiation and biohazard restricted area. An extremely powerful wave of Akiva radiation and psionic energy is released by SCP-3391-3 shortly before its immolation, with as of yet unknown effects.> Due to the total loss of MTF Epsilon-11, the task force has been officially disbanded. All members of the team have been posthumously awarded Foundation Stars for sacrifice in service to The Foundation. Site 104 has been decommissioned, and information about the site has been appropriately amended. Readings transmitted by Epsilon-11 revealed the structure of the psionic patterns SCP-3391-3 utilised. Replications under laboratory conditions caused exposed organisms’ physiological patterns and thought processes to synchronise, effectively forming a rudimentary psionic hivemind. Besides increased cooperation and the ability to share information, no anomalous compulsions, or physical changes similar to SCP-3391-3‘s were observed. No human subjects were exposed, for obvious reasons. Addendum 3391-3: On 27/05/16 at 4:45 AM, the SCPS-Java and SCPS-Orion, stationed at SCP-3391, reported erratic movements of SCP-3391-1 specimens. At 4:59, both ships reported being attacked by instances of SCP-3391-1, capsizing and damaging the vessels through sheer mass, before attacking and consuming personnel. SCP-3391 at this point resumed its rhythmic pulse, despite the absence of SCP-3391-3. Several large aquatic entities emerged from the fissure with in SCP-3391 over the course of three days, and were engaged and terminated by Foundation forces stationed in and around the Baltic Isles. Over this time period, SCP-3391-2 was noted to have expanded in surface area by approximately 27km², covering a significant quantity of the Mediterranean seafloor. Over the next week, several more instances emerged, increasing in hostility and anomalous abilities. Attempts to terminate SCP-3391 were hindered by its ability to produce enormous numbers of SCP-3391-1 instances when threatened, and control spatial dimensions near its main mass; making bombing efforts difficult. On 6/06/16, an enormous wave of psionic energy and Akiva radiation swept over the globe, resulting in the mass psionic affectation of humans worldwide. An estimated four hundred thousand (400,000) civilians in the Mediterranean states were affected, developing minor psionic abilities. Said civilians also began to emit psychic patterns similar to those seen in SCP-3391-3, resulting in enhanced empathy and mental intuition. Research is ongoing but due to the widespread and vague nature of this phenomenon, full containment is not expected to be carried out until ██/██/21. In light of these events, SCP-3391 has been designated an active, uncontained Keter anomaly. Sitra Achra personnel, in conjunction with the Global Occult Coalition have been tasked with engaging SCP-3391-1 entities, and suppressing the influence of SCP-3391 over humanity, whether by containing or terminating affected civilians. Despite ongoing amnestics operations it is estimated that Foundation operations and anomalies in general will become public knowledge within 9 months or less. Addendum 3391-3 The following document has been attached due to its relation to SCP-3391. This message likely documents the aftermath of a K-class scenario. This is an automated message. Foundation Extratemporal Monitoring Site 13-B: + Extratemporal Monitoring Site Extract - Access Granted Begin log excerpt; (Temporal cycles 95.29 - 95.56) 95.29: Status: All systems good! Running at maximum efficiency. Origin reality is STABLE. 95.34: Monitoring Update: Detected sudden Akiva Radiation surge seventeen (17) local units ago. Suspected eschatological K-class event. Running diagnostics on origin universe. Status of Origin Reality: 100% chance of compromisation/loss of Foundation database 100% chance of failure of Foundation mission 97±3% probability of human extinction 95±2% chance of extinction of all life 94% probability of XK-End-of-the-World Scenario 83±2% likelihood of irreversible failure of SCP containment 74±9% certainty of disappearance of Earth 68±7% probability of absence of sun 55±21% probability of absence of the universe 95.46: Notice: New input detected; amending status: 0% chance of extinction of all life; two EVE signatures detected Tracking EVE signature α; immeasurable Hume external signature. Antimemetic properties. Severe sensory hazard. Profile fits pataphysics conjectured entity; Demiurge. Tracking EVE signature β; 750 internal Hume signature. Profile fits predicted model of eschatological anomaly SCP-3391. Keter. Uncontained. Detecting colossal Aspect Radiation surge. Black, double-flat, locked. Origin: EVE signature α. UNEXPECTED ERROR! Fetching log: ERR.InformationOverloadError; systems have been critically damaged by sensor overload! Recovering systems … Two (2) viable systems rebooted OCULUS Elan Vital Energy sensor online, scanning former origin universe: Status of Origin Reality: 100% chance of previous/ongoing eschatological event; immeasurable Hume signature. 100% probability of presence of life; tracking 9.7e+11 independent EVE signatures. 100% chance of CK-class restructuring event within the last two (2) local temporal units. 0% chance of compromisation/loss of Foundation database. 97% of catalogued anomalies in containment. 100% stability of reality. 100% integrity of Foundation mission. 95:56: Status: Systems severely damaged. Functionality compromised. Origin reality is STABLE. End of document It is believed that SCP-3391 was responsible for a YK-end of the universe class scenario in a previous iteration of reality, which was undone by an unknown deific entity. Following extensive exploration of the Mediterranean seafloor it was decided that SCP-3391 is not extant in the current iteration of reality. As such, it has been tentatively classified as Neutralized. You have finished reading the archived iteration of the document. View Current Iteration Footnotes 1. Specially Protected Area of Mediterranean Importance 2. Theorized to be entirely composed of corpses, due to SCP-3391-1’s lack of identifiable excretions 3. Now SCP-3391-3 4. Human skin, among other materials is apparently thick enough to prevent this from occurring in healthy humans 5. SCP-3391-3 6. Sarkicism is an anomalous system of religious and thaumic practise found in many secret societies and cults. It was most prominent during the Bronze Age, stemming from the Adi-um civilisation in the Northern Ural mountains. 7. A historical recount written by an Egyptian scribe on a diplomatic mission to the Adi-um Empire, an ancient anomalous civilisation that commonly practised anomalous rituals and thaumic rites. The text describes several locations of interest within the nation, including a supposed visit to Adytum, the capital of the Sarkic state. This excerpt is taken from his observations of a thaumic ritual conducted in what is now modern day Crimea. Dating of the extract indicates that this visit occurred in the 19th century BC. 8. An often-referenced ritual ground that served as a repository for dangerous anomalies and large thaumic workings. The Adi-um often introduced foreign envoys to the location as a show of strength. 9. The facility where SCP-3391-3 was held, among other low-risk organic anomalies. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3391" by Tiamat Elsen, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3391. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. 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SCP-3392 | safe | SCP-3392 Item #: SCP-3392 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3392 is to be kept mounted on the wall in its chamber and recorded by at least two video cameras during active testing, arranged in a way so that all writing on SCP-3392 is clearly visible at all times. Supplies of chalk and erasers are to be replenished as needed. Researchers with a master's degree or higher in mathematics are to supervise and observe test subjects while they are interacting with SCP-3392 and review session recordings. Under no circumstances are any personnel other than D-class permitted to write on SCP-3392 or modify the writing on its surface in any way. Any personnel who have been affected by the object are to be administered class A amnestics. Description: SCP-3392 is a rectangular wall-mounted chalkboard approximately 2 meters wide and 1.5 meters tall. Its anomalous properties manifest when an individual uses it as a writing surface to carry out mathematical calculations. Upon finding the solution to the initial problem, testing subjects report feeling a sudden sense of "discovery", and will immediately display a strong desire to continue writing on SCP-3392 and expand upon their calculations. Subjects who continue to interact with SCP-3392 will soon become unresponsive to external stimuli and become exclusively invested in their work, neglecting to even rest or eat. These subjects must be forcibly separated from SCP-3392 and taken outside direct line of sight to the object in order to divert their attention. Subjects who are allowed to continue interacting with SCP-3392 for extended periods of time appear to display increasing mathematical proficiency in their calculations, regardless of their previous education or background in mathematics. Upon being separated from SCP-3392, however, subjects appear to immediately lose such abilities. In most cases, subjects seem to become even less proficient than they were before interacting with the object. The degree to which this effect occurs depends on the amount of time previously spent with the object. Recovery Report: SCP-3392 was recovered on 4/23/20██ from the University of ███████ after the body of university professor ██████ was discovered on the floor below the object by colleagues returning from spring break. The autopsy concluded that ██████ had died approximately 46 hours prior from dehydration. + Addendum 3392-A: Test Logs A - C: - Addendum 3392-A: Test Logs A - C: Test A - 5/2/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31125, 26 year old African-American male. Procedure: Subject will be instructed to solve a simple addition problem (10 + 4) using SCP-3392 and a piece of chalk. Results: Subject quickly found and wrote the solution (14). Subject then hesitated and stared at the object for several seconds, then began to write and solve a series of other addition problems without being prompted by researchers. Subject did not respond to researchers' attempts to gain their attention. Researchers ended the test and removed the subject from the room after one hour and thirty minutes, at which point the subject had filled the board with a series of simple multiplication computations. Subject was later questioned about their behavior during the test. Subject reported feeling as though they had "made a new discovery" and had developed "a better understanding of numbers and how they work". Subject did not recall the attempts by researchers to gain their attention during the test. Test B - 5/4/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31163, 31 year old Caucasian female. As suggested by Dr. Stevenson, D-31163 was given a standardized math aptitude test and received a score of 88%. Procedure: Subject will be instructed to solve a problem taken from an eighth grade algebra textbook ($7(1 - 2x) = 7x$) using SCP-3392. Results: Subject worked out the problem by hand and wrote down the solution ($x = 1/3$). Like the previous test, the subject stared at the object for a moment, then began to write a series of other problems similar to the one given. Researchers again tried to gain the subject's attention and were again unsuccessful. Researchers ended the test and removed the subject from the room after three hours. In this time, the subject had carried out over 170 algebraic computations, checked each one, and at several points wrote down the commutative property, associative property, and distributive property. Subject was questioned afterwards and described a similar experience to that of D-31125, although they were unable to remember or reproduce the computations they had performed during the test. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 75%. Test C - 5/7/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31229, 43 year old Caucasian female. Subject was given a standardized math aptitude test and received a score of 92%. Procedure: Subject will be instructed to write three sentences on SCP-3392 using the word "study"; one using the present tense, one using the past tense, and one using the infinitive form. Results: Subject wrote the following sentences: Jason is studying chemistry in school. Alice studied for her exam. You should always study if you want a good grade. Subject then turned to the researchers and asked if there were any additional instructions. Researchers ended the test and the subject was directed out of the room. Subject was questioned afterwards and described no abnormal thoughts or feelings about the test or about SCP-3392. Subject was able to clearly recall the events of the test and reproduce the answers they gave. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 92%. Note: SCP-3392 seems to have had no unusual effects on the subject in this case. Evidence, perhaps, that the effect only occurs with work related to mathematics. - Dr. Alvin + Addendum 3392-B: Test Logs D1 - D8: - Addendum 3392-B: Test Logs D1 - D8: Addendum 3392-B-1: Date: 5/18/20██ Long term testing with SCP-3392 and D-31296 has been approved. D-31296 is permitted to interact with SCP-3392 daily between 10:00 AM and 7:00 PM, under the supervision of Dr. Alvin and Dr. Stevenson. At the request of Dr. Alvin, additional materials have been supplied for D-31296 to use, including a ruler, protractor, and bow compass. Any writing on SCP-3392 is to remain undisturbed between testing sessions. D-31296 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment cell while not interacting with SCP-3392. Session D1 - 5/21/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31296, 28 year old Hispanic male. Subject was given a standardized math aptitude test and received a score of 72%. Procedure: Subject will be instructed to solve a high school level algebra problem ($y = -x^2, y = 3x^2 + 4x - 8$) using SCP-3392. Results: Subject was initially reluctant to complete the task, alluding to a poor background in mathematics. After several minutes, the subject wrote down the solution to the problem ($x = -2, x = 1$). Consistent with tests A and B, the subject proceeded to stare at the object then began working out a series of additional problems. By the end of the session, the subject had covered the entire surface of the object several times with algebraic equations and graphs of various functions, erasing parts of the board on numerous occasions to make space for more calculations. Subject was questioned afterwards and described an experience similar to those described in tests A and B. Subject was unable to remember or reproduce the computations they had performed during the test, nor were they able to follow their own calculations when showed video recordings from the test. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 66%. Session D2 - 5/22/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392 and instructed to resume interacting with the object. Results: Subject immediately began interacting with SCP-3392. Subject worked continuously for the full duration of the session, occasionally using the tools provided. Work done by the subject during this session included drawing various shapes and finding their areas, as well as drawing a series of circles inscribed inside various polygons. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 60%. Session D3 - 5/23/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392 and instructed to resume interacting with the object. Results: Subject was particularly invested in a specific equation and worked on it for approximately two hours before moving on to a different problem. Upon reviewing the video recordings, Dr. Stevenson determined that the subject had produced a proof of the fundamental theorem of calculus. A review of D-31296's file showed that the subject had not taken any calculus related courses throughout their educational history. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 50%. Note: We're getting some intriguing results here. I'm interested in seeing how far this progresses. - Dr. Alvin Session D4 - 5/24/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392 and instructed to resume interacting with the object. Results: Subject began writing a series of equations using unknown methods of notation. Session recordings were sent to Dr. █████ for analysis. Dr. █████ concluded that the subject's work most closely resembled processes involved in advanced calculus, although the specific notation used did not seem to match that used by any known scientific discipline. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 38%. Note: Given the level of cognitive ability that D-31296 displays, Dr. Stevenson has suggested that attempts be made to work with the subject in hopes of solving some long-standing problems. I'm not sure if he'll be interested in anything other than his own work, but if it means making some big contributions to science, then it's worth a shot. - Dr. Alvin Session D5 - 5/25/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. Stevenson Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392. Dr. Stevenson will write a version of the Riemann hypothesis on SCP-3392 for D-31296 to solve. Results: Upon attempting to write on SCP-3392, Dr. Stevenson was violently attacked by D-31296. Two guards were called in to assist in detaining D-31296. The test was prematurely ended following the incident. Dr. Stevenson suffered severe bruising and a fracture in his right wrist. Full details can be found in Incident Report 3392-D5-A. Addendum 3392-B-2: Date: 5/25/20██ Dr. Stevenson has been placed under medical supervision and removed from assignment to SCP-3392 due to his injuries. Dr. Alvin has petitioned to allow testing using D-31296 to continue on the conditions that interactions with SCP-3392 by personnel other than D-31296 are prohibited. Addendum 3392-B-3: Date: 5/28/20██ Continued testing of SCP-3392 involving D-31296 has been approved on the conditions that 1) no personnel other than D-31296 are to make contact with SCP-3392 during testing, 2) all researchers are to observe tests from a separate room adjacent to the testing chamber via a bullet-proof viewing window, and 3) testing times be reduced to the hours of 12:00 PM to 5:00 PM to prevent overexertion of D-31296. Session D6 - 5/29/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. ███████ Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392 and instructed to resume interacting with the object. Results: Subject began to introduce a large variety of unfamiliar notation into their work. Session recordings were sent to Dr. █████ and Dr. ████████ for analysis. Researchers were unable to determine the exact type of calculations represented by this notation, but theorized it may involve some field of physics. Subject retook the aptitude test and received a score of 19%. Session D7 - 5/30/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. ███████ Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392 and instructed to resume interacting with the object. Results: Subject made almost exclusive use of the unique notation observed in session D6, only rarely using Arabic numerals or alphabetic characters. Subject occasionally expressed moderate frustration. Session recordings were sent to Dr. █████ and Dr. ████████ for analysis. Researchers were unable to determine the type of calculations carried out by the subject during this session. Subject failed to complete the subsequent aptitude test. Session D8 - 5/31/20██ Researchers: Dr. Alvin, Dr. ███████ Subject: D-31296 Procedure: Subject will be brought in front of SCP-3392 and instructed to resume interacting with the object. Results: Subject worked frantically for approximately 43 minutes exclusively using the unidentified notation. Upon apparently finding the solution to a particular equation, the subject began to express delight and laugh, then proceeded to draw a large circular design on SCP-3392. As the subject completed the design, an aura of bright purple light manifested in front of SCP-3392. The subject laughed joyfully and stepped into the aura, which then disappeared. Researchers ended the test due to the disappearance of the subject. Full details can be found in Incident Report 3392-D8-B. Addendum 3392-B-4: Date: 5/31/20██ All testing with SCP-3392 has been suspended until D-31296 can be located. |
SCP-3393 | euclid | close Info X SCP-3393: For Your Eyes Only Everyone is special. You're just an extreme case. Author: Captain Kirby SCPs SCP Number Rating SCP-3393 1304 Captain Kirby's Proposal 814 SCP-4514 666 SCP-3448 618 SCP-5552 595 SCP-3844 533 SCP-3388 492 SCP-3866 443 SCP-5003 442 SCP-3305 410 SCP-3449 388 SCP-4877 386 SCP-4321 351 SCP-016-J 281 SCP-7100 276 SCP-3123 239 SCP-3393-EX 229 SPC-1057 223 SCP-3511 211 SCP-6007 200 SCP-3633 193 SCP-4925 192 SCP-4479 188 SCP-3767 174 SCP-4316 166 SCP-4775 143 SCP-4034 139 SCP-5877 118 SCP-5448 110 SCP-3650 103 SCP-3203 70 SCP-5779 63 SCP-3405 55 SCP-3481 52 Tales Title Rating The Nuclear Option 547 Impossible-To-Destroy Reptile 491 In The Clutches Of Life 396 Numbers, Like Stories, Never Die 335 The Tombstone of Alto Clef 263 Tales of the Ethics Committee: 5 Reasons The Foundation Wants A Robot Army 232 Excerpts From The Societal Census Programme ΩK-Class Report 232 With The Reaper On Retirement 227 Do You Remember Funerals? 173 From The Clutches Of Life 154 Where Death Used To Live 150 Project Damnerung 147 Hello, My Name Isn't 146 Don't Get Used To It 143 The Many Portraits Of Jack Bright 140 Group Date 140 Monochrome 132 Hundred-Year Favor 124 Even The Most Masked Of Men Become Themselves Behind Closed Doors 113 You Have 18 Unread Messages 102 Everyday Is Somebody's Birthday 97 The Shape of a Noose 76 A Failed Two Weeks Notice 69 Pink Cracks in a Digital Wall 66 'Til Death Do Us Part 65 Rocks And Trees Are Not Good Company 64 Tears of a Neon God 57 Poky And Pal Scheme Together 55 A Eulogy In 11/8 Time 53 Is Anybody Home? 53 Carnivores 52 Poky And Pal Arm Themselves 49 Virtue 46 When It Rains, It Pours 45 God-Knows-Where 39 I Felt Numb 39 It's A Nice Day Out 38 Attempts To Salvage Thought 36 I Am Wonderful 33 Outrun 29 They Are Not Laughing With You 28 What Is There To Do With A Pot Of Gold? 27 Containment's A Beach 22 GOI Formats Title Rating Captain Kirby's Proposal, Or Something 191 My Head Is On Fire And I'm (Not) Ok 102 Project Proposals 2004-013/2014-114/2024-072: "Losing Your Cool" 71 You may also like: SCP-1463 - Comprehension/Invasion/Evasion -9Volt- SCP-2874 - Don-Burten Explosive Dev13e by Tanhony Any human being who visually observes SCP-2874 will become compromised and, at some point in the next 7 months, violently explode. File Request: Granted Document Version: For Your Eyes Only Your request has been logged. Item #: SCP-3393 Description: Because of your ability to access this file, and read this sentence, you are SCP-3393. There exist only three other individuals who can access this file, and memetic agents embedded in this document would display alternative text for these people. Very little is known about you, due to your primary anomalous property. All information regarding you is unable to be viewed/remembered soon after it is created. This includes your appearance, past records, and other information. The only known way to counteract this effect is through the use of a powerful mnestic drug that has been distributed to the Director of the Foundation's Antimemetics Division, O5-█ and Researcher ███████ █████. You have attained Level Four security credentials. Attempts to remove this clearance from your account have failed, as the account itself cannot be located. It is unclear if this is a consequence of your antimemetic properties, or a separate anomalous property. Despite your antimemetic nature, the Foundation has been able to hypothesize a number of your properties. Below is a list of all properties that have a 90% or higher confidence rating: Property Evidence You are a corporeal entity. Personnel reported doors opening as well as equipment being moved on their own. You are attracted to information about yourself. You are currently reading this document. Other files1 regarding you have been accessed without authorization as well. You seek out information about yourself in order to either delete it or make changes to it. This file has undergone a number of unauthorized modifications (See Addendum 3393-1) and deletions. Your antimemetic properties can be transferred. Researchers at Site-31 reported that files had gone missing from the database. An investigation led by Researcher ███████ █████ revealed that this was not the case. The files had not been deleted or moved. Database metadata showed that you were the last person to access these files. You have a strong resistance to memetic agents. Attempts to utilize memetics against you have failed (See Addendum 3393-2). You are confined to Site-31. Phenomena that can be attributed to you have only occurred in Site-31, and have occurred recently. It is also corroborated by the fact that all attempts to access this file have come from Site-31. You are Dr. Mackey or the results of Dr. Mackey's research. See Discovery Log. Discovery Log: You were first discovered on 04/13/2018 when records regarding Dr. Mackey were discovered by Site-31 personnel, although none remembered any such Dr. Mackey having worked at Site-31. It is currently believed that whatever event created you occurred on 04/12/2018, and resulted in the loss of all memory regarding Dr. Mackey and their research. It is currently unknown where these experiments took place, and any information regarding the experiments has been destroyed, most likely by you. Addendum 3393-1: Below is one of the modified versions of this file that you produced: Item #: SCP-3393 Special Containment Procedures: Don't worry, I can handle this. Description: I wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to exist. At least not like this. But, let me deal with it. This thing that I am is best kept away from all of you. Don't try to analyze me, or test me, or whatever. I don't want any of you to catch what I have. Just call me self-containing and we'll be good. Addendum 3393-2: Below is a list of attempts to contain you. Operation Name Description Notes Result Site-31 Sweep Site-31 was evacuated while MTF Eta-10 ("See No Evil") entered the facility in an attempt to locate you. It was determined that your inability to be perceived is not simply a cognitohazardous attribute. It is still unknown how you were able to evade Eta-10; however, it is hypothesized that you may have used undocumented areas of Site-31. A secondary search for such locations is still underway. Failure Memetic Incapacitation Memetic agents were embedded in files detailing information about you that should immobilize sentient, corporeal entities. After the file was accessed, the memetic agent was activated. This implies that you are an entity susceptible to memetic attacks. The file remained open for ten minutes before it was deleted, which has sufficed as evidence for your memetic resistance. Subsequent sweeps of the facility did not locate you. Failure Bait The Hook See Special Containment Procedures. Pending Pending It is believed that previous failures to contain you can be attributed to a breach of intelligence. During post-operation reviews, it was discovered that details for Site-31 Sweep and Memetic Incapacitation had been accessed by you before their execution. How you managed to consistently find and access these files is still under investigation. Special Containment Procedures: The following procedures documented here are for the benefit of the Director of the Foundation's Antimemetics Division, O5-█ and Researcher ███████ █████. MTF Eta-10 personnel are to be positioned around Site-31 under the guise of normal Site-31 researchers. Access to this file is to be restricted to five selected terminals at Site-31. Should this file be accessed without notice seventy-two hours in advance, Eta-10 personnel are to block off all physical entrances to the room containing the terminal accessing this file. This room is to be quarantined, and repurposed as your containment cell. These containment procedures are to be written at the end of your file, as to give Eta-10 personnel ample time to contain you before you understand what has transpired, thus reducing the possibility of your escape. Footnotes 1. 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SCP-3394 | keter | Item #: SCP-3394 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3394 is contained within a subterranean cell constructed primarily of concrete with fiberglass reinforcement. The debris surrounding SCP-3394 is contained within a cubic mahogany wood barricade no less than 20cm in thickness, constructed using dovetail joints1. No metal, ice, or paraffin wax is allowed within SCP-3394's containment cell. No personnel with detailed knowledge of SCP-3394's anomalous properties are allowed within SCP-3394's containment cell. No personnel are to approach closer than 2m from SCP-3394. All staff entering SCP-3394's containment cell are to maintain a threatening mindset and are encouraged to frequently picture themselves destroying lumps of brain matter. Between 4-36 times per day (determined by random number generator) at least one class-D personnel is to enter SCP-3394's containment cell and think of threatening and destructive imagery directed at SCP-3394 for no less than 5 minutes. Description: SCP-3394 is a mass of human brain tissue measuring 0.2kg. As of 5/17/2018, SCP-3394 is surrounded by roughly 1 metric ton of metal debris, 2.1m in diameter. This debris is composed of the metallic building components of Dr. Whitehall's office and surrounding rooms, compressed into a roughly spherical shape with SCP-3394 at the center. The metal shell surrounding SCP-3394 can be observed to loudly shift at random intervals as portions of the surface are seen to forcefully collapse further inward. This behavior declines greatly following periods of threatening thoughts as described above. SCP-3394 posses the ability to detect certain objects and occurrences within its vicinity. While the method of this detection is unknown, it appears that SCP-3394 is only able to detect things which it has been able to logically deduce the existence of2. The origin of this logical process and how SCP-3394 is able to maintain it are currently unknown. SCP-3394 is currently known to be aware of the following: Human thoughts within a 6 6.5m3 radius of SCP-3394 Humans in physical contact with the outer shell of SCP-3394. Any metal object of greater than 0.5g in mass within a 7.8m radius of SCP-3394. Accumulations of ice greater than 0.1g in mass within a 8.6m radius of SCP-3394. Amounts of Paraffin wax as low as 1g in mass within an observed 2m radius of SCP-3394 Additionally, SCP-3394 has displayed the ability to act on any physical objects it is aware of with an observed force of up to 345 N/mm² through an unknown means. SCP-3394's effects on human thoughts, if any, are not currently known. SCP-3394 was first discovered in Dr. Whitehall's office on 6/6/2017 during investigation of his apparent suicide by handgun. Roughly 5 minutes after initial discovery, emergency medical staff reported experiencing what they described as "a lot of questions, all at once". Questions were described as being non-vocalized in a way affected subjects had difficulty describing. Subjects were unable to recall many of the questions, but described several as "repeating". Reported questions have been paraphrased here: "Where am I?", "Who am I?", "How do I get out of here?". Following Site protocol, medical staff withdrew from the room until further anomalous effects could be determined. Less than two minutes following the report of anomalous activity, security cameras capture the metal components of Dr. Whitehall's office rapidly collapsing into a growing spherical shape around a mass of brain matter on the ground. The resultant collapse of the westernmost wing of Site-88's research office building exposed more metal to SCP-3394's anomalous property, with the resultant sphere reaching an estimated mass of greater than 1.2 metric tons before no further metal was within its area of effect. SCP-3394 was held in temporary containment on location for over 228 hours until the permanent containment site specified in this file could be constructed a suitable distance beneath it. Object was subsequently lowered into permanent containment via a series of tunnels collapsed beneath it, and its chamber completed from the outside. The following tests were performed while SCP-3394 was held in temporary containment. Communication Test - 6/6/2017 Subject: SCP-3394 Procedure: Researcher White and Junior Researcher Dwyer instructed to stand 2m from the surface of the mass surrounding SCP-3394 with Researcher White focusing on a Foundation standard sentient entity test, pausing for roughly 1 minute per question. Researcher Dwyer directed to observe any anomalous activity. Results: Both researchers reported an unbroken stream of questions from the moment they were within 6m of the suspected center of the anomaly4 until roughly 6 minutes into the procedure, at which point researcher White vocalizes that the questions have stopped. SCP-3394 then reported to induce the sensation of being watched, with both researchers exhibiting signs of extreme distress. Junior Researcher Dwyer became agitated, expressing desire to attempt destruction of SCP-3394 via plastic explosive. SCP-3394 ceased all identifiable mental broadcasting at this time, and none has been detected since. Analysis: I don't know any other way to describe it. As soon as it knew we were there, as soon as it 'saw' us, or deduced our presence, or whatever, it… we… everything was so hopeless. It felt like being alone in the dark surrounded by monsters - knowing one's spotted you. I… I just wanted it to end. - Researcher White Ice Test - 6/12/17 Subject: SCP-3394 Procedure: SCP-3394 spontaneously reacted to the presence of ice cubes in Agent Grant's beverage, who had moved within 6m of SCP-3394 while performing unauthorized observation of the anomaly. Agent Grant spilled a portion of his beverage, including a single ice cube, on the structure surrounding SCP-3394. Results: Remaining Ice cubes exited Agent Grant's beverage with a suspected 345N of force and passed directly upwards through Agent Grant's skull. Ice cubes continued to move rapidly through the air in a roughly 8 meter radius around the center of SCP-3394 for the next 12 minutes. A gradual inward spiral was observed until the ice had fully melted. Analysis: Fortunately Agent Grant's death bought us valuable information. We have a new theory regarding how it 'perceives', or perhaps 'deduces' the existence of certain materials. Additionally, despite the speed of the ice chunks, when one struck a segment of aboveground tree roots5, all of the momentum immediately vanished from it, with no mechanical damage to either the ice, or the root. - Researcher White Ice Test 2 - 6/12/17 Subject: SCP-3394 Procedure: Junior Researcher Dwyer approached to a distance of 10m from SCP-3394 and directed to throw a series of 10 5g ice cubes towards SCP-3394 over the course of 1 minute. D-4977 directed to use a 3m long wooden oar6 to intercept as many of the ice cubes as possible. Results: Ice cubes began moving in a rapid inward spiral as soon as they entered within 8.6m of the center of SCP-3394. D-4977 was able to intercept 1 of the ice cubes, resulting in the cube falling to the ground and remaining inert7. Remaining ice cubes struck the metal shell of SCP-3394 with sufficient force to dent the metal inwards and shatter the ice. Ice shards observed to continue grinding into the metal shell with masses of ice smaller than 0.1g becoming inert and falling to the ground. Analysis: The addition of a wooden shell has been made to the blueprints of the permanent containment unit. - Researcher White Paraffin wax Test - 6/12/17 Subject: SCP-3394 Procedure: Junior Researcher Dwyer provided with two 1g lumps of paraffin wax and directed to approach to a distance of 10m from SCP-3394 and throw one of the lumps on the ground within 2m of SCP-3394's outer shell. Junior Researcher Dwyer was then directed to throw remaining wax lump directly at the object's metal shell. Results: First wax lump produced no effect. Upon contact of the second wax lump with SCP-3394's metal shell, both wax lumps observed to accelerate rotationally around SCP-3394's center point in an inward spiral. Both wax lumps smeared into thin patches on the metal shell with no further observed effect. Analysis: The anomaly appears to recognize the presence of a given material only after something identical in composition to it touches the shell. I'm not certain why it doesn't work on grass and dirt. Or, for that matter, on the drywall and plastics that it must have come in contact with on the way here. Let's just call this one a win, and not let anything new touch it. - Researcher White Human Test - 6/15/17 Subject: SCP-3394 Foreword: The 'test' documented here was the result of D-4977 coming into contact with the outer shell of SCP-3394 during the course of an emergency addition of explosives to finish off an incomplete tunnel collapse beneath SCP-3394. I regret that we were careless enough to allow it to happen. - Head Researcher Richardet. Procedure: D-4977 comes into physical contact with the metal shell around SCP-3394 due to a loss of footing. Results: D-4977 observed to 'collapse' into SCP-3394's metal shell over the course of 14 seconds until no portion of his body was visible. This process reported to increase in speed exponentially towards the final seconds. D-4977 spoke throughout the first 12 seconds of this process. The log of these vocalizations follows. Transcribed audio log 3394.4977: (D-4977 weeping throughout.) "This one doesn't want to live either! Why do we have to stay? I'm squeezing as hard as-" (No further recognizable vocalizations follow.) Analysis: The demolition charge, thankfully, never touched the anomaly. We got it contained. - Researcher White Footnotes 1. Utilizing a series of interlocking 'teeth' cut from the wood requiring no mechanical fasteners. 2. Investigation of similarities between the mechanism of this detection and that of SCP-2470 are underway. 3. [Revised 5/1/2018] 4. Reported questions during this period interpreted as "What if more of them are out there?", "Do they know I'm here?" 5. 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SCP-3395 | euclid | Area of SCP-3395's initial manifestation, South Tower. Subsequent manifestations have been confined to higher floors of the buildings. Item #: SCP-3395 Special Containment Procedures: As of August 2001, the SCP-3395 containment team is employed at a Foundation front company headquartered in the North Tower (Tower 1) of the World Trade Center complex. Any reported sightings of SCP-3395 are to be responded to by the subdivision of Mobile Task Force Pi-1 (“City Slickers”) assigned to the World Trade Center; SCP-3395’s manifestation area is to be immediately cleared of civilians and amnestics issued as appropriate. The messages delivered by SCP-3395, and their exact meaning, are currently being reviewed and analyzed by researchers and this file will be updated with any relevant findings. Description: SCP-3395 is a spectral humanoid entity resembling Monica Rodriguez Smith (1958-1993), an employee of the World Trade Center who was killed during the 1993 bombing of the complex. SCP-3395 periodically appears throughout the World Trade Center at unpredictable intervals; currently, it most commonly manifests between the hours of 08:30 and 10:30AM in the offices of businesses located between the 80th and 110th (top) floors of either of the main Twin Towers. During manifestation events, SCP-3395 will remain stationary and repeatedly vocalize a series of phrases while maintaining a facial expression that has been described as “blank” or “looking through you.” SCP-3395’s statements are cryptic and lack any obvious underlying meaning, but all deal with the subject of death or destruction, usually incorporating fire as a motif and referring to the "Servants of Fire". The theory currently accepted by SCP-3395 researchers is that it is attempting to share knowledge of a cataclysmic future event, but due to the vagueness of its descriptors that event has yet to be identified. SCP-3395 does not respond to outside stimuli and cannot be moved due to its incorporeal nature; as such, containment of manifestation events is primarily concerned with temporarily evacuating the affected area of the towers and issuing amnestics. Addendum 3395.A: Notable SCP-3395 Manifestation Events Date Location SCP-3395 Transcript 15 Jan 2000 (first recorded manifestation) Lobby, South Tower, 9:00AM. Two of the Servants of Fire have arrived. A common vessel carried them across the seas, not knowing of their intentions for its brothers. It has begun. 18 May 2000 Windows on the World restaurant, 107th floor, North Tower, 9:30AM. The guardians of the weak have fallen to deception. A Servant of Fire is allowed to enter the land of the innocent. His smoke will replace the air, as the suffocating power of his evil lays waste to the monument of civilization. 11 Sep 2000 Aon Corporation offices, 105th Floor, South Tower, 9:50 AM. I hear his voice now. He cries out, desperate to escape the inferno, reaching out to those who cannot save him. His voice will reach across the years, even as his soul does not. 31 Dec 2000 Marsh & McLennan offices, 96th floor, North Tower, 8:45AM. The last cycle of peace is complete. The center of the fire will consume all around it, and those closest will perish before the pain begins. I hear the screams, and they last for moments. 23 Aug 2001 (most recent manifestation) Cantor Fitzgerald offices, 102nd floor, North Tower, 10:30AM. Soon, the time will come. An opportunity to destroy the Servants of Fire has come and gone. Here is where the suffering will be most acute. Here is where the air will remain calm as their worlds are consumed. Here they will wait, rendered helpless by the failure of their protectors. [NOTE: This is the first recorded instance of SCP-3395 directly addressing the area surrounding it.] ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3395" by ObserverSeptember, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3395. 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: World Trade Center lobby, 08-19-2000.png Author: Jermaine Smith License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: Wikimedia Commons |
SCP-3396 | esoteric-class | close Info X SCP-3396: The Empyrean Parasite Author: CadaverCommander Image Credit: https://pxhere.com/es/photo/1077809 More by this author Item#: 3396 Level5 Containment Class: esoteric Secondary Class: tiamat Disruption Class: amida Risk Class: critical link to memo Death Valley, near the border of Exclusion Zone 3396. Note discoloration caused by dispersal of SCP-3396 fluids throughout local environment. Strategic Conduct Protocols: Due to the rate of physical and metaphysical communicability presented by SCP-3396, complete containment is not attainable at this time. Exclusion Zone 3396, where SCP-3396's central nexus is located, is currently contested by multiple organizations (including the Global Occult Coalition, the Serpent's Hand, and the United States' Unusual Incidents Unit) and as such has been declared a neutral demilitarized zone by mutual agreement to prevent global warfare and a Lifted Veil scenario. Apprehension of all SCP-3396-01 entities is to be considered an overriding priority, to limit public exposure and prevent further SCP-3396 contamination within the global populace. Each specimen captured must be contained in a Class 4 Hazardous Bioform containment cell reinforced with an Atlas-pattern anti-thaumaturgic runic array. In the event that 15% of Earth's population becomes infested, see Document 3396-ALABASTER for specifications regarding personnel withdrawal, location of regional quarantine facilities, and subsequent alterations to Foundation prime directive. Description: SCP-3396 is a Category 4 extradimensional entity which exists as a gestalt of physically and metaphysically mutagenic symbiotes that currently inhabit and affect approximately 6% of the global population. SCP-3396's central nexus is located approximately 75 kilometers southeast of Death Valley, in the Mojave Desert. It manifests visually as a massive, tentatively biological structure with both arboreal and insectile characteristics, 27 meters tall and 23 meters wide between the ends of its largest branches. Coloration of this primary metaform is typically iridescent blue-green, though this has been shown to change, to the point of displaying different color patterns to different observers simultaneously. This central nexus releases a luminous blue-green fluid from an array of vents in its primary trunks and branches, which pools into a shallow reservoir at SCP-3396's base. SCP-3396 in its entirety is selectively tangible, and fails to interact normally with physical objects or electromagnetic radiation: this has made conventional, non-thaumaturgic testing and examination impossible. Physical exposure to SCP-3396 or its secretion results in dramatic alterations to the physical and metaphysical properties of biological organisms. These effects are unpredictable and highly variable, though there are a small number of commonalities in all cases. Biological organisms affected by SCP-3396 (designated SCP-3396-01) will develop additional organs and tissues of unknown purpose which metastasize rapidly throughout the body's cavities. These tissues are luminous and blue-green in coloration, and do not interact with physical matter or energy as would be appropriate for a conventional substance, suggesting a primarily thaumaturgic or nonbaryonic composition. SCP-3396 growths may be displayed superficially at random, but are always expressed internally. Organs, tumors, vesicles, and skeins of SCP-3396 internal growth have proven impossible to surgically extract from a host body, as they consistently fail to interact physically with surgical implements or techniques. Humans mutated by SCP-3396 infection typically display significant alterations to their physiology as with any other affected organism, but rarely undergo psychological changes, apparently retaining their personality and memories while either preserving or in some cases amplifying the subject's mental faculties. This combined with the anomalous capabilities granted by SCP-3396 infection render human SCP-3396-01 exceedingly dangerous. Addendum 3396-01 - Examples of the effects of SCP-3396 exposure and infection. Subject Method of Exposure Results One Pogona barbata (common bearded dragon) specimen, male One drop of SCP-3396 fluid administered to top of head Within 3 hours, subject has increased dramatically in size and mass, to a length of 25 meters and approximate weight of 5000 kilograms. Specimen displays significant structural alterations, including widened limbs, a mottled and porous surface texture, and a multitude of large dorsal vents which continually release a mixture of spores and various toxic gases. Specimen becomes docile to the point of lethargy, and does not react to physical examination. Skin samples yield genetic results extremely similar but not identical to a wide variety of fungal species, notably including Amanita bisporigera (destroying angel), Amanita phalloides (death cap), and Claviceps purpurea (ergot). One Canis lupus familiaris (dog) specimen, golden retriever, male Injection with 4 cubic centimeters of SCP-3396 fluid Over the course of approximately 2 hours, subject loses its fur and develops irregular horn-like structures across its body. Vivisection reveals the presence of SCP-3396 organs and tissues throughout subject's body. Vivisection fails to terminate subject, as any damage incurred by the procedure is rapidly regenerated. Subject's behavior is unaltered. One human, female, 28 SCP-3396 fluid applied to skin of lower arm Subject's skin quickly absorbs fluid. No immediate physical changes. When asked if the subject noticed any change of mood or sensation, subject replied, “I understand firepower.” An extremely large variety of rotary cannon then appeared in the subject's hands, which she then used to fire upon Foundation personnel and breach containment. When struck by return fire from responding Foundation security forces, subject's body fragmented, producing violent explosions which inflicted no damage upon the subject but caused significant destruction to testing installation and facilitated subject's escape. Specimen's body continued to fragment, explode, and regenerate upon receiving damage, the pieces levitating near the specimen's central body and transmuting into further instances of high-powered projectile weaponry. 37 casualties recorded. Subsequent testing chambers reinforced. One human, male, 42 Subject instructed to inhale fumes produced by SCP-3396 fluid. No immediately apparent effects for approximately 3 hours. Four exact copies of subject appeared within testing chamber. All five then stated simultaneously, “Only fools like you would see the blessing of magic as a curse.” The five entities joined hands, then corporeally fused into one massive non-human organism, with ten arms of varying sizes, a central mass of undifferentiated flesh, and dozens of levitating structures resembling disembodied hands, each with an eye fixed within the palm. A large volume of water manifested within the chamber and swirled energetically, obscuring the bioform from view. The fluid then fell to the chamber floor, subsequently determined to be non-anomalous seawater after examination. The whereabouts of this specimen are currently unknown. No observable pattern to the changes caused by SCP-3396 has been identified, and these alterations commonly result in anomalous properties and capabilities of considerable destructive power. These factors have resulted in numerous, repeated SCP-3396-01 containment breaches despite continual containment cell reinforcement. While physical examination of SCP-3396 has proven impossible, thaumic scanning has yielded a single tangible result. Rather than providing their standard conceptual energy and thaumic potential readings, Foundation prototypic thaumic scanners invariably alter their method of data return to provide the word “THRIVE” in a random language upon each scan. The significance of this is unknown. No method of communication with SCP-3396 has been devised, nor has any method of removing its influence been discovered thus far. State of Engagement: SCP-3396 was located by chance during an archeological dig. Each member of the research group present became a SCP-3396-01 instance, and each worked to completely uncover SCP-3396 in a matter of days. Foundation assets were not notified in time to prevent these infected from returning to major population centers, and as a result SCP-3396 influence spread unchecked. Foundation containment efforts now center upon covertly locating and detaining all SCP-3396-01 instances as well as establishing control of the central SCP-3396 site, which is actively disputed by a number of organizations and global powers. The advent of SCP-3396 has begun to exert unprecedented changes upon global society despite Foundation anti-intelligence initiatives. SCP-3396-01 instances not under containment have utilized their newfound anomalous abilities for a variety of purposes thus far, including murder, nonviolent crime, mass-eradication of certain diseases, and public welfare initiatives. While the Foundation has maintained a semblance of control over global media and has thus far been able to limit public knowledge of SCP-3396-01 instances, SCP-3396 contamination continues. As a result, SCP-3396-01 have extended beyond the bounds of the Foundation's influence. Multiple Groups of Interest, including the Global Occult Coalition, Serpent's Hand, and others have secured SCP-3396-01 instances and have begun utilizing them to their own ends while deliberately facilitating further infection among their ranks. In the event that SCP-3396 escapes the bounds of Foundation control entirely and causes a projected TPK-Class Thaumaturgic Proliferation scenario, Contingency 3396-ALABASTER will take effect, and the Foundation will take necessary measures to ensure the safety of what humanity remains. 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SCP-3397 | euclid | SCP-3397, as depicted in 1967. Item #: SCP-3397 Special Containment Procedures: Due to SCP-3397 occurring at a regular location and time each year, containment measures need not be enacted for most of the year. From the 22nd to the 25th August, civilians are to be deterred from entering the areas at which SCP-3397 manifests using the cover story of "restoration and preservation of archaeological sites." At no point is any sentient individual requiring a functional respiratory system permitted to make physical contact with any of SCP-3397-1 through -22. Metal objects are to be kept away from any manifestation of SCP-3397. Description: SCP-3397 is an event, occurring once a year since it was first observed in 1965, which appears to be a re-enactment of the circumstances leading to the death of the Roman natural philosopher Pliny the Elder. SCP-3397 is carried out by a number of selectively-corporeal entities1 (designated SCP-3397-1 through -22) resembling various individuals who interacted with Pliny in the hours leading to his demise. This event occurs between the hours of 1300 and 0800, local time, from 24th-25th August. It is localised in the Gulf of Naples, Italy, particularly around Cape Miseno and the ruins of Stabiae2. The scenes depicted during SCP-3397 heavily resemble those described by Pliny the Younger3 in his letters to the historian Tacitus. Throughout the duration of SCP-3397, various objects and human figures described in Pliny the Younger's letter will appear from a location outside of line of sight and reproduce the events described in said letter. SCP-3397 begins at 1300 local time, when individuals resembling Pliny the Elder, Pliny the Younger, and Plinia Marcella4 (henceforth designated SCP-3397-1, 3397-2, and 3397-3 respectively) manifest at Cape Miseno, discussing a "strange cloud". It ends at 0800 local time, when SCP-3397-1 collapses on the shore of Stabiae and cannot be revived by the two slaves attending him (designated SCP-3397-10 and 3397-11). At the conclusion of SCP-3397, all entities manifested during the event board the galley created near the beginning of SCP-3397 (designated SCP-3397-23). After SCP-3397-2 through SCP-3397-22 have boarded SCP-3397-23, SCP-3397-1 stands and addresses an unknown observer in Latin, saying; "By command of the Divine Caesar, we are condemned to never gaze upon the fields of Elysium. This eternal servitude was the consequence of our impiety. Look upon our plight, o mortals, and repent, lest you suffer a similar fate." After finishing, he boards SCP-3397-23 himself, which then sails southwestwards and vanishes when out of sight. SCP-3397's secondary anomalous effect occurs when a human subject initiates physical contact with an entity manifested during the event. When this occurs, the subject will fatally asphyxiate in 100% of cases. Autopsies of individuals killed in such a manner reveal that their asphyxiation was caused by the lungs becoming filled with ash. The mechanism by which ash enters the lungs is not known. It is currently unknown whether SCP-3397-1 through -22 are sentient beings. Experiment Log 3397: Test I - 24/08/1968 Procedure: D-1047, selected for his knowledge of the Latin language, was instructed to follow SCP-3397-1 and read aloud Pliny the Elder's book "Naturalis Historia", with the intention of attracting the attention of SCP-3397-1. Results: D-1047 located SCP-3397-1 at 1301 hours and began reading the book, continuing for over an hour. Neither SCP-3397-1 nor any other manifestation displayed any signs of awareness of D-1047's actions. At 1423 hours D-1047, against the advice of Foundation researchers, stopped reading and attempted to make physical contact with SCP-3397-1 as he boarded a galley at Cape Miseno. D-1047 subsequently collapsed to the ground and died from asphyxiation before medical staff could attend to him. SCP-3397-1 did not respond to the attempt at physical interaction. Notes: D-1047's lungs were later found to have anomalously filled with ash. All personnel are henceforth to be instructed to avoid physical contact with SCP-3397-1 and potentially all other entities manifested during SCP-3397. Test II - 30/08/1968 Procedure: The ash found within D-1047's lungs were chemically analysed and radiocarbon dated in order to determine its constituent compounds. Results: The ash was found to contain pulverised rock, volcanic glass, and minerals and was indistinguishable from non-anomalous volcanic ash. Radiocarbon dating revealed it to originate from around the 9th decade of the 1st century AD. Test III - 25/08/1976 Procedure: The SCPS Lancer, a modified Point-class cutter equipped with a marine radar system, was directed to pursue the galley (SCP-3397-23) after it departed from the shore at 0800 local time, at a distance of 500 metres. Results: The SCPS Lancer pursued SCP-3397-23 for two hours as it travelled southwest, at a bearing of roughly 200 degrees. At 1010 hours local time, a previously unnoticed cloud of thick fog rapidly enveloped the surrounding area, at which point visual contact with SCP-3397-23 was lost. Additionally, SCP-3397-23 never appeared on SCPS Lancer's radar. Test IV - 25/08/1982 Procedure: A radio-controlled robotic drone, equipped with a mechanical arm and a video camera, was directed to make physical contact with SCP-3397-1 in order to test the interaction between manifestations of SCP-3397 and non-living materials. Results: The drone approached SCP-3397-1 at 0200 hours local time, while the entity appeared to be asleep, and successfully made contact with it using its arm attachment. The arm slowly pressed into SCP-3397-1's body and seemingly sunk into it, as if it were made of a gelatinous solid. A minute into this action, the metal of the arm began visibly rusting and the video feed subsequently cut out. When the drone was later recovered, it was found to have become rendered inoperable by extensive corrosion of its metal components. Notes: Containment procedures have been updated as a result of this discovery, advising against the introduction of metal to SCP-3397 entities. Test V - 25/08/1986 Procedure: D-5119 was given an audio headset and instructed to attempt to board SCP-3397-23 at 0800 local time, and if successful to report on the actions of the entities on board. SCPS Lancer was directed to follow SCP-3397-23 at a distance of 500 metres. Results: D-5119 boarded SCP-3397-23 without issue after SCP-3397-1 through -22 and followed them below deck, where she observed that each of them sat behind an oar and began rowing. D-5119 reported little of interest for the first hour, repeatedly expressing feelings of boredom and attempting to engage in conversation with SCP-3397 manifestations. Any attempts at verbal interaction with the entities failed. As in Test III, a cloud of thick fog rolled in at 1010 hours and SCPS Lancer lost sight of SCP-3397-23. D-5119 reported that the entities, previously impassive, appeared to have an expression of anguish upon their faces and were rowing more fervently than before. At 1015, SCP-3397-1 was heard shouting at D-5119 in Latin5, who quickly became panicked and requested extraction. Attempts by research staff to calm her and glean further observations failed as she became increasingly more panicked. A Latin chant, gradually increasing in volume, could be heard in the background, intoning "A new supplicant for Caesar. Repentance for a heretic's life." At 1018, D-5119 began screaming incoherently. Audio cut out entirely five seconds later. Notes: On 24/08/1987, a new manifestation of SCP-3397 resembling D-5119, designated SCP-3397-24, was observed, taking the role of a slave to SCP-3397-1. Testing of SCP-3397 using human subjects is to be discontinued until further notice. Footnotes 1. Entities which may phase through living material without issue but interact with certain non-living materials as a corporeal entity would. 2. A Roman port town 4.5km southwest of Pompeii, which was also destroyed during the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in AD 79 3. The nephew of Pliny the Elder and author of the only surviving eyewitness account of the AD 79 eruption of Vesuvius. 4. The mother of Pliny the Younger and sister of Pliny the Elder. 5. Later analysis has revealed him to be repeating the command, "Fuge!", or "Flee!" |
SCP-3398 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3398 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3398 is contained in situ. Civilians are to be restricted access to SCP-3398 under the pretense of condemnation. The entire perimeter of SCP-3398 is to be sealed off using a standard chain-link fence, apart from a single gate allowing personnel access. Two personnel with memetic resistance are to be stationed in the adjacent building to SCP-3398 for close monitoring. Personnel may restrain or amnestize any civilians approaching SCP-3398 when deemed necessary. Foundation web-crawler B7890a (“WINCHESTER”) has been set to monitor for all advertisements or mentions of SCP-3398. No visual media produced by SCP-3398, nor the full written name of the hotel is to be viewed. Description: SCP-3398 is a hotel located in ████████, █████, which exhibits several mind-affecting properties. SCP-3398’s exterior takes an appearance of a semi-dilapidated 6-story building, composed of exposed concrete and blacked-out windows. Its only visible entrance is the front gate. The front gate is a smooth, white double door with no handles or any other visible marking, and is operated by simply being pushed to open. Its interior lobby is an identical copy of ██████████ Hotel, located in Bangkok, Thailand. Any attempt at entering SCP-3398 by means other than the front gate has been met with failure. Any visual media pertaining to SCP-3398 or the mention of the hotel’s full name induces a memetic effect that compels subjects to then seek residence at the estate. Subjects display symptoms of elation and disorganized speech similar to that of a manic episode. This effect ceases 24 hours after viewing, or once the subject enters SCP-3398's primary elevator fully. Amnestics have also proved to be effective in relieving the memetic effect. Individuals who enter the estate will begin to perceive a humanoid figure (hereafter designated SCP-3398-1). SCP-3398-1 takes form of a male of Southeast Asian descent in his 30's, dressed in a beige suit. The entity will vocalize hospitably, but this vocalization cannot be heard by any individual other than its direct recipient. SCP-3398-1 will then provide a key card to the person of entry, then guide them to the primary elevator. After this point, SCP-3398-1 de-materializes, until another person enters the building. The primary elevator contains only one button. Any individual who has entered the elevator and pressed the button is assumed lost. The resulting floor contains a single, seemingly endless corridor (current accounted length: 3km). While it is lined with doors as expected of a hotel, most of the doors lead to more elevators. Hotel rooms themselves are rare and randomly-placed, and are all found to incorporate elevators and their components as part of their structure. The number of buttons inside the elevators usually exceed that of 2000. The floor numbers are largely inconsistent over all of the elevators; currently, the highest number recorded is 7███████████. No further manned exploration is to be performed past ██/08/18 per Site Director's request. + Exploration Log 3398-1 - Close Log Date: ██/05/18 F: Dr. Forrester, communications, Site ██ D: D-26821, 29 years old D-26832 is sent in with basic civilian clothing, standard Foundation issue video camera mounted onto the head, standard Foundation issue radio equipment, and a bag filled with a flashlight, a knife, three sample bags, and rations for three days. [BEGIN LOG] F: D-26821, do you copy? [Video feed reveals the interior of the hotel lobby.] D: Yes, yes. I can hear you. Loud and clear. (pause) Damn. This place looks way too nice. Way nicer than I though- Oh. Hello. [SCP-3398-1 appears in front of D-26821. Even though its mouth appears to be moving, its voice is inaudible.] Transcription of SCP-3398-1, based on lip-reading: Nice to meet you, sir. Welcome to [MEMETIC HAZARD REDACTED] Hotel. The place of magnificence, his majesty, [UNKNOWN].1 How nice of you to join us. We don't get many guests these days. Such is not a deserving fate of a wonderful place like this. Here, I will escort you towards your room right away. F: D-26821, are you able to hear his voice? D: Oh. You guys can't hear him? Well he's just- he's just welcoming me. He says that he has the room ready. The best room. He's giving me a key card. I can't wait. This place looks absolutely amazing. It's gonna be a sweet room, a sweet suite, (laughter) just diving into their plush, pristine bed, sled, showering with the joyful tears- secretions- of god, drinking pure orgasm from the pantry, enlightened, my fjore in lianm, [REDACTED]. It's going to be the best time of my life. F: D-26821, it appears you have been exposed to a meme. We currently are not able to provide countermeasures to you, so just try to stay focused on our objective. D: The room will solve everything. And I mean everything, everything, including my orqa. (to SCP-3398-1) Thank you so much, man. Thank you so much. [D-26821 takes the key card. SCP-3398-1 continues to talk, but part of his mouth is obscured, preventing further lip-reading. SCP-3398-1 and D-26821 converse loudly, seemingly laughing. SCP-3398-1 leads him to the elevator. Slight static appears on the video feed. The interior of the elevator appears to be completely white, with a subtle, coarse texture. The door shuts, leaving D-26821 alone in the elevator.] D: Okay. I'm in the elevator. There's… only one floor. I'll, uh, press it. [As soon as D-26821 presses the button, the elevator shakes violently. D-26821 falls to the floor, seemingly under large amounts of g-force. both the video feed and the audio cuts out for 31 seconds. When the signal returns, the camera lies motionless.] F: D-26821? D-26821, do you read me? D-26821? D: Jesus. Ow. Fuck, Fuck. Fuck. What- what the hell happened? God, my fucking nose is bleeding. F: We are not sure. Please get up and try to exit the elevator. D: Fuck. Okay. Ow. God damn it. Did the elevator crash? (standing up, pause) The button's gone. The fucking button is gone. There's only the open button. (heavy breathing, pause) I can't go back down. (pause) I have to go out, don't I? F: That was our main objective in the first place- and you don't have any other choice. So, yes. D: Christ. Okay. Who knows, maybe there'll still be a comfy bed and hookers on the other side. [At this point, memetic effects on D-26821 appears to have ceased. D-26821 pushes the "open" button. Door slides open, revealing a dim corridor. The walls are covered in beige wallpaper, and the floor is lined with dark brown carpet. No amount of aging can be seen. The sporadic lights have a deep yellow color. D-26821 turns right, which shows a corridor that seems to stretch endlessly. The left reveals the same. Numerous white elevators can be seen in place of hotel rooms.] D: Okay. Dammit. Of course. No room of ecstasy for me. Fucking memes. (pause) That's a lot of elevators. Oh, Jesus- (pause) It smells really bad here. What do I do now? F: Proceed right until you reach a wall, or any other structure. We will discuss your escape plan afterwards. [D-26821 marks the elevator he came out from, them proceeds right for approximately 20 minutes. No noticeable difference from the previous structure can be seen. D-26821 takes a brief rest, then proceeds right for another 20 minutes.] [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] D: There's nothing but elevators. Fucking- elevators galore. What kind of a shitty hotel is this? Who makes t- wait. This door looks different. I think it's a room. About damn time. [The door appears black, and has no visible signs of a number on its surface. D-26821 enters the room. Small parts of the room remain intact, with standard furniture typical for a hotel room. Half of the room is intruded by the elevator structure, making the shaft and the cables clearly visible. The shaft and the cables stretch indefinitely into darkness. one of the cables, seemingly severed, lie coiled on the floor next to the shaft.] D: Dear god. That's unsettling. I wouldn't want to fall down there. F: Take a closer look at one of the cables. D: Jesus Christ. Okay. Alright. (pause) It's not metal. It's weird looking. Slimy, almost. Are those, are those v- [inaudible] F: We can't determine exactly what it is from here. I want you to take a sample of it. Use your knife. D: Oh man. Seriously? I have to touch- (pause) Okay. This is really hard to cut through. And it had to be so goddamn close to the gaping fucking hole. (pause) Alright, I got it. Jesus. That is not a pleasant texture. It's all squishy. [D-26821 exits the room, and continues right for an additional 30 minutes. Sporadic expletives can be heard from D-26821.] [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] D: I'm sick and tired of this shit. It doesn't even feel like I've moved. Everything is just same, and it just goes on over and over and over and over again. This is worse than prison. How much more do I have to walk for? F: I think that's enough for the corridors. Please enter one of the elevators. D: Finally. At least it'll be something different. [The video feed reveals all 4 walls and the ceiling. Buttons fill the entirety of the walls without any noticeable gap. Random numbers are seen on buttons without any particular sequence.] D: Jesus. F: D-26821, please push on one of the buttons. [D-26821 pushes on a button from the right side. It has the number "1062" written on it. The elevator shakes violently again, sending D-26821 to the floor. Video and audio feed cuts out for 30 seconds. When the feed returns, D-26821 appears to be on foot. The elevator door remains closed. D-26821 pushes on the "open" button. Another corridor hosting more elevators is revealed.] D: What a surprise. F: D-26821, choose a higher floor. So far all the floors seem identical, but we'd like to make sure if anything changes later on. D: This is getting harder and harder to track back. Okay, just give me a sec- [D-26821 crouches and stands back up several times, looking at all the various buttons. He finds one that is marked "28121," and presses it. Video and audio feed cuts out for 70 seconds. When the feed returns, a corridor of identical appearance is seen. D-26821 continues his upward route for 3 hours.] [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] D: (pause) I can't- I can't fucking do this shit repeatedly, man. Fuck. Jesus Christ, it hurts so bad. W-[inaudible] [D-26821 pushes on a button labeled "6082112." Video and audio feed cuts for 210 seconds. When the feed returns, D-26821 appears to be running through the corridor. D-26821 then hastily enters an elevator on his right side, which appears to have been tagged. The elevator door is closed. The video and audio quality is visibly degraded.] F: D-26821? D-26821? Do you copy? What happened? D: You're- you're back. Fuck, there was- there was some- Sorry, I can't- (pause) I saw a face. I got out of the fucking elevator, turned left and there was a person, or something, just a fucking face stuck in the wall, staring right at m-[static] It started to- oh, god, it started to scream, and the eyes, the fucking eyes, oh god- F: D-26821, I want you to stay calm. Was it chasing you? D: No, the thing was stuck in the wall- Jesus, I hope it didn't chase me. F: D-26821, the best current course of action is for you to continue the exploration into a different floor. Once we deem that all that is necessary was found, we will send an extraction team. D: No, no, no. I'm not doing this. I'm going back. [D-26821 searches for the floor he originally came from, but fails. The buttons seemed to have changed places. Numerous expletives can be heard.] F: D-26821- D: No. D-26821 this, D-26821 that- I have a fucking name, you pieces of shit, fu-[static] Fuck. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fine. Fine. I'll continue to walk through this goddamn mind-numbing hellhole, because your ass is not satisfied. Then what? Oh, I guess I'll wait. I'll wait for your goddamn extraction team. How the fuck do you expect those bastards to get to me? This place is a fucking nightmare. I'm going to die. I'll just fucking die here. Why the fuck not. In the middle of these goddamn elevators, you- [static]. [D-26821 punches the left wall, pressing several buttons at once. The elevator shakes violently. The video and audio feed cuts for 3 hours. When they return, video feed is unrecognizable, but audio remains barely intelligible.] F: D-26821? Do you copy? Are you able to locate yourself? D: Oh thank God, it's you-[static] Do you fu-[inaudible]-on't even know the last number I saw. They only get higher and h-[static] No elevator goes down. Nothing goes d-[static] There's so many- [static] here- Please, just get me out. Just get me out. I don't feel [static]-ood. I don't-[static] F: D-26821, I need you to stay calm. Do not move. We are going to send in an extraction team. You need to gather your rations and conserve energy, so you can stay alive until our team can get to you, okay?2 D: No, no, no, no-[static]-not going to-[static]-et me killed. Please, please ju-[static] Shit, shit, shit, I can't stay. I can't stay here. I have to-[static] [Contact is lost for another 5 hours.] D: God. Jesus. Pleas-[inaudible]-p me. Please. My leg. My le-[static]-'s gone. I'm mel-[static]- what floor am I on? I can't breathe. I can't-[inaudible] F: D-26821? Can you hear me? D-26821? Can you state your current situation? D: (sobbing) Please hel-[static] It took my leg, it took my fucking leg. My blood, it's- [static] God, help me, God, guys, please, get me out of here, it's taking me, it's ma-[inaudible]-I don't want to be [static] I don't want to-[static]. F: D-26821? Carl? Don't worry. We'll come get you. Just hang in there. D: No, no, n-[static]-n't. You don't-[static] Pleas-[static] I don't want to be-[static] [Contact is lost for 11 hours. Sporadic attempts at reconnection reveal unintelligible vocalizations. Brief contact is made at the end of the 11-hour mark.] D: I found my room. [Video and audio turns into static, then cuts off completely. After not receiving any signal for 24 hours, D-26821 is presumed lost.] [END LOG] + Exploration Log 3398-2 - Close Log Date: ██/07/18 F: Dr. Forrester, communications, Site ██ A: Mr. ██████, hereafter "Alpha," 33 years old B: Mr. ████████, hereafter "Beta," 28 years old G: Ms. █████, hereafter "Gamma," 30 years old D: Mr. ██████, hereafter "Delta," 31 years old Members of MTF Zeta-9 (“Mole Rats”) were sent into SCP-3398 for the purpose of further exploration, gathering samples, possible determination of the events surrounding D-26821, and location of another point of exit. All members were equipped with standard Foundation issue video camera mounted onto the head, standard Foundation issue radio equipment, Local storage unit, and a bag filled with basic Foundation equipment package for hostile environment exploration, five (5) sample bags, and rations for 7 days. All video footage has been lost. Below is a transcript of the audio logs discovered from the members' local storage unit. [BEGIN LOG] A: Team, check in. B: Check. G: Check. D: Check. F: Alright, once you guys get in there, you'll have no choice but to be exposed to their meme. It will cease once you reach the elevator, but expect some bullshit along the way. Copy? A, B, G, D: Copy. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] B: What do I do with this key card? As if we didn't have eno- Jesus, that's a lot of elevators. A: Alright. Gather some sample from the doors, the wall, and the floor. D: Gathering sample. G: We should continue upwards through the elevator. No use going through this corridor again. B: Yeah, that poor D-class did it all for us. Wonder what happened to him? A: That's what we're here to find out. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: Reporting. We are currently on, presumably, floor 108,903. No differences has been noted so far from our previous floors. F: Alright. Please continue upwards. The last floor our D-class was known to be in is still ways to go. I doubt that you will be able to find the exact floor he was in, but you might be able to land near the ballpark. A: Copy that. B: This place still smells terrible. G: Are you sure it's not from you? B: Shut up. D: Heading up again. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: Current floor is 278,310. Still no difference. Our watches indicate that it is 0000, so we'll be taking a rest in the corridor. F: Good. We'll still be monitoring you guys, but be sure to notify us once anything changes. B: Christ. Fucking finally. Those elevators are so tiring. Hurts so bad. (eating noise) D: Beta, you should try to conserve your rations. We don't know how long we'll be here. Could be more than 7 days. B: More than 7 fucking days? This place is so boring, man. Jesus. Alright, fine. G: We'll eat you first once we run out of rations, beta. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] B: Fuck! Fuck, Jesus- G: Jesus Christ, Beta, what the fuck- D: Get him off- A: Reporting- base? Base? Do you copy? We woke up, and part of Beta's arm got, shit, stuck to the floor. It looks like it partially melted. We are trying to get the carpet around it. B: It fucking looks like it's a part of my skin now, ow, no, don't touch it- G: Should we head back down? A: We can't. No elevator seems to go back down. And base isn't responding. G: What? That was way sooner than we thought- shit- have we tried cutting through the floor? D: You want to punch through 200 thousand floors? We'll die before we reach 1000, even with the equipment we have- Beta, no, it's going to be fine- G: Shit, okay. A: We have no choice but to head up. Delta, help Gamma bandage Beta's arm up. Yes, with the carpet. B: Up? Are you fucking insane- [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: We are on floor 6,007,128. The numbers are increasing exponentially. We're noticing some changes. Slight degradation in the walls, but it seems to shift slightly when we're not looking. Our shoes are sticking to the carpet. Resting is not a viable option. Beta is in stable condition and is functional. G: More so than usual, anyway. B: Fuck you. D: This is around where the D-class went insane, right? G: Around, in a really vague sense. B: The walls are fucking with my eyes. A: Heading up. Again. B: I think my clothes are melting off. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: Floor 8789- 878,900,076. We can shift the walls by just touching it. Our shoes melted through. Bottom of our feet sticks to the carpet. B: I'm bleeding. D: Yeah. G: I think there are faces in the walls. A: We are going to continue to head up. Elevators have gone from pristine white to, uh, bumpy. Bony. D: Again and again. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: We lost Beta. He melted through. His eyes were still looking at me, though. Floor, uh, it's, 100, no- (pause) No. Yeah. People. There are a lot of people here. D: I can see my bones. On my feet. A: Put some bandage on it. G: Hey, Delta. Your- this arm is grabbing me. A: We should eat the rations. D: Do saws work on human arms? A: (eating noise) D: Yeah, it works. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: Floor, (pause) We didn't, I didn't keep count. Spider webs. Minced. Gamma found her room. D: I can't feel my feet. A: Well, it's- [inaudible] [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: Delta found his room. [EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] A: There's nothing here. [No further audio has been recorded until the time of the storage's discovery. All members of MTF Zeta-9 (“Mole Rats”) are presumed lost.] [END LOG] Addendum: On ██/07/18, 4 bags, presumed to have belonged to D-26821 and members of the MTF Zeta-9 (“Mole Rats”), materialized in front of the gate. Inside contained all of the initial materials; samples of the elevator cable, elevator door, wallpaper and the carpet; and a note: Lost luggage Testing of the all the samples revealed them to have 99% matches to human DNA. Footnotes 1. Not identified. Current hypothesis points towards an unknown proper noun. 2. No actual rescue attempts were made at any point of the exploration in order to avoid collateral damage. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3398" by Bluernoon, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3398. 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-3399 | safe | Family Tree Fruit of an instance of SCP-3399-1 at site of original discovery. Item #: SCP-3399 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3399 is to be stored in a standard secure storage locker. Protective gloves should be worn when handling to prevent accidental activation. One instance of SCP-3399-1 is to be maintained in the botanical wing of Site-██. Additional instances may be grown for research purposes at the discretion of the Senior Researcher. Description: SCP-3399 is a replica of the fruit from the Platanus orientalis (oriental plane) tree made primarily of gold and decorated with silver, the spines of which are sharp enough to penetrate human skin on contact. When exposed to human blood, SCP-3399 will split along the lateral axis into two separate pieces connected with a hinge; opening SCP-3399 in this state reveals a single seed superficially similar to those from the Platanus orientalis. When planted, this seed will grow into an instance of SCP-3399-1. SCP-3399-1 is a tree superficially resembling the Platanus orientalis that typically grows at an accelerated rate, reaching full maturity in approximately three months. As SCP-3399-1 grows the leaves of the tree begin displaying images representing the memories of the individual whose blood originally opened SCP-3399 (henceforth referred to as the donor), rendered in a realistic style and shown from the point of view of the donor. These images are slightly translucent and superimposed over the surface of the leaf. Tests show that the images are accurate representations of events from the life of the donor as they recall them. Each leaf displays a single image, which remains unchanging for the duration of its life. Once mature, SCP-3399-1 will begin producing fruit1 which develops into seeds; no method of pollination is required for this to occur. If one or more of these seeds are planted newly grown leaves on the parent instance will begin to display images of potential future events, frequently involving a partner with whom the donor could conceive a child. If the donor is already involved in a relationship with such a viable partner, it will frequently be that partner who is seen in the images.2 As the new instance of SCP-3399-1 grows it will begin to show images from the life of the potential offspring of the donor and the partner displayed in the leaves of the original SCP-3399-1 instance.3 The new instance of SCP-3399-1 will ultimately begin producing seeds itself, which when planted grow into further instances of SCP-3399-1 displaying images of the potential offspring of the hypothetical individual displayed in the parent instance. The health of a given instance of SCP-3399-1 is determined by the genetic viability of the individual it is linked to - either the original donor or their hypothetical offspring. The presence of any genetic disorders in the displayed individual will cause SCP-3399-1 to grow in a non-standard manner, typically showing visible defects or abnormalities. See table 3399-1 for a list of observed abnormalities. SCP-3399 was discovered in an isolated valley in [REDACTED], inside a shrine of Daevite origin; the style and decoration of the shrine was consistent with that found in structures related to the Daevite royal line. Also found in the shrine were numerous sealed scroll cases; partial translation of the scrolls sealed within reveal them to be detailed genealogical logs of a number of Daevite families, along with descriptions of desired future pairings. The shrine was surrounded by 73 instances of SCP-3399-1, with the images displayed on the leaves of SCP-3399-1 matching the style of dress and cultural surroundings believed to be associated with Daevite royalty. One instance of SCP-3399-1 was transported to the botanical wing of Site-██; the rest were destroyed following the collection and cataloguing of seeds from each specimen. Table 3399-1 Notable abnormal growth patterns observed in SCP-3399-1 instances during testing. Donor Donor Notes Results D-5321 Confirmed to carry the gene for cystic fibrosis. In 25% of planted instances, tree bark was noticeably paler than in healthy instances, and leaves were dry and brittle. Results imply that the displayed partner is also a carrier. Researcher C██████ Statistically significant family history of myopia. Images displayed on the leaves were largely indecipherable, typically being little more than coloured smears. D-88432 Infertile due to prior treatment for cancer. Instances of SCP-3399-1 grew normally, but never began producing seeds. Second generation seed. Researcher M███ was donor for the original instance. None 50% of planted instances were stunted, never reaching more than half of the height of a typical instance, and branches held significantly fewer leaves. Later testing revealed that the displayed partner, confirmed to be Researcher M███s husband, possessed the gene for Huntington's Disease. D-75332 Family history shows a statistically significant resistance to bacterial infections. SCP-3399-1 grew approximately 10% larger than observed averages in height and girth. Surface area of leaves was approximately 15% above average. During destruction of the instance, the wood was observed to be notably harder to cut than standard instances. D-5411 Tested positive for a number of genetic cancer markers. Each instance of SCP-3399-1 grew with a crooked trunk and branches, and developed a significant number of knots and burls during growth. Leaves were notably yellow in colour. Addendum 1: Following the planting of a seed from an instance of SCP-3399-1 of which Researcher L█████ was the original donor, the leaves on SCP-3399-1 began displaying images implying a relationship between Researchers L█████ and P███████. Researcher L█████ was married to a non-Foundation civilian at the time. Approximately one year later, Researchers L█████ and P███████ informed the Foundation Human Resources department that they were beginning a relationship following Researcher L█████'s divorce, as per employee fraternisation guidelines. Addendum 2: Approximately six years after the birth of the first child of Researchers L█████ and P███████, it was determined that the images displayed by the secondary instance of SCP-3399-1 match those of the child with a 96% certainty. In an attempt to determine the nature of the predictions made by SCP-3399-1, Researchers L█████ and P███████ have agreed to bring their child to Site-██ periodically to try and influence the images displayed. Checks for images relating to Site-██ are ongoing. Addendum 3: Attempts to grow seeds from the instance of SCP-3399-1 displaying the child of Researchers L█████ and P███████ have all failed; the seed grows normally for approximately a week before it spontaneously suffers from rapid cellular decay. The reason for this is currently unknown. Footnotes 1. Fruit of the Platanus orientalis is non-edible, in both anomalous and non-anomalous varieties. 2. In approximately 84% of observed cases. 3. Foundation geneticists assigned to SCP-3399 agree that the displayed individuals could be offspring of the donor and hypothetical partner, with a certainty of 98%, based on the observation of visibly expressed genetic traits. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3399" by Mortos, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3399. Licensed under CC-BY-SA. For information on how to use this component, see the License Box component. 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SCP-3400 | keter | Two glass beakers containing SCP-3400 Item #: SCP-3400 Special Containment Procedures: A division of Mobile Task Force Gamma-6 is to monitor the population of Omura's whales (Balaenoptera omurai) and all specimens found to expel SCP-3400 are to be terminated on sight. Any SCP-3400 expelled is to be collected and incinerated. Approximately 5 litres of SCP-3400 is kept on-site for experimental purposes. All personnel interacting with SCP-3400 must wear liquid-proof gloves and avoid direct skin contact with the substance at all times. Human subject testing is prohibited for the foreseeable future. Any individuals found to have made direct skin contact with SCP-3400 are to be apprehended, examined to determine the severity of the infection, and then given amnestics. Upon release subjects are to be informed that they possess an as-of-yet unknown, rare brain condition. Subjects found to be severely infected by SCP-3400 are to be humanely terminated. Description: SCP-3400 is an anomalous substance expelled through the blowhole of approximately 54.3% of wild Omura's whales (Balaenoptera omurai) within the Indian Ocean. The substance is highly luminous, light blue, and has a consistency similar to that of vegetable oils. The substance floats on water, and has not been found outside of the Indian Ocean. When an individual makes direct skin contact with SCP-3400, instances of SCP-3400-1 are transferred. SCP-3400-1 instances are conscious entities which can only materialise within the mind of an individual exposed to SCP-3400. They materialise as rorquals, with two large dorsal fins, and only materialise in groups. SCP-3400-1 instances can freely move around within the consciousness and memories of an infected individual. In severe cases, SCP-3400-1 instances can be apparently hallucinated within the sight of an infected subject. The subject will only realise they have been infected the next time they enter an REM sleep state. The subject will experience a dream involving the pod, and from that point forward the SCP-3400-1 instances will have virtually full access to the mind of the individual. The pod will begin to insert itself into the subject's memories and take up a large portion of the individual's thoughts. It is possible for an infected individual to lead a relatively normal life after exposure, but in severe cases SCP-3400-1 instances will occupy most or all of the thoughts and memories of the individual, preventing normal activity. Addendum: On ██/██/199█, a yacht pulled into a harbour near Perth, Australia. All of the inhabitants, who were still alive, were found to have been exposed to SCP-3400, in some individuals with high severity. The following is a journal found on the vessel belonging to Isaac ██████, 24 years old at the time of infection. ██/██/199█ Quiet on the lines today. Nothing really that interesting except a small dolphinfish. Not big enough to be eaten, so we just threw it back. Rick complained, of course. It was dark out, and Ethan called us out to the deck. There was this patch of glowing stuff on the water passing by our boat. He reached down and touched it, said it felt like slime. We all ended up running our hands through the stuff before our boat moved past. It was quite satisfying in my hands. We went to bed not long after that. ██/██/199█ Had kind of a freaky dream last night. I was on some kind of floating island, and there was this whale group floating around. They looked like normal whales, but they had two fins. The guys said they had a dream with the same whales. Must have been a shared dream, or something. Caught a pretty big grouper after a massive tussle with the thing, which was a pretty nice contrast to yesterday. We can't stop thinking about the dream, though. ██/██/199█ I wasn't thinking of the dream today. The whales from it lingered in my mind though. Just a flicker of the fins or the mouth in the back of my mind. It was another quiet day for fishing, but we got hounded by gulls all day. It was real annoying, rick got really pissed. As I'm writing this I can see the whales in the back of my mind. I don't like it. ██/██/199█ I'm not sure why, but the whales from my dream have been on my mind all day. I can't stop thinking about them. It's really starting to get on my nerves, it was hard to concentrate on fishing, so I caught nothing. We got virtually no catches today on the whole, everybody seemed really out of it. Lucky we have enough food already so we don't really need to catch anymore. They have two fins, it's strange. I think I remember them, too. Just a flicker of a memory, of them in a lake when I was young. ██/██/199█ could barely get up to write this today, so I pulled it into the bed. the whales are all I can think about apart from the need to eat and shit. rick has gone, he's not in his bed. will seems virtually normal, he told us rick went missing. i remember the whales so many times. they were outside the window when my dad died. they were in the sea that time i nearly drowned. they were in the sea. in the sea when we touched the glowing. (No date written) all I can remember are whales. two fins. in the sky, my first day of school. when i caught the grouper they were in the sea. this entire trip, i remember they've been everywhere. they were here when I was writing this journal. i remember seeing them a few seconds ago. (No date written) they're here right now in the room. flying, the two fins scraping the ceiling. they're floating over him across the room. no food. active man gone. the two fins. 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SCP-3401 | safe | Item #: SCP-3401 SCP-3401 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3401 is contained in a standard anomalous item locker. Description: SCP-3401 is a brown clay teapot, measuring 11cm in height and 17cm in length. The bottom of SCP-3401 bears the inscription 'A lasting memento for any tea lover'. SCP-3401's anomalous effects manifest when a small portion of human ash, approximately a single teaspoon, is placed into SCP-3401 and then filled with boiled water. Ashes placed inside SCP-3401 will then begin to infuse with the boiled water in a manner consistent to fermented tea leaves. The water will initially experience a change in color and gain a particular scent depending on the ashes. After 2-3 minutes, the water inside SCP-3401 will take a quasi-liquid form, coated in a thin clear membrane consistent with vegetable oil. In this state, the resulting ‘brew’ will resemble a miniaturized limp human body, resembling the individual whose ashes were used (SCP-3401-1). SCP-3401-1 instances are intricately detailed, portraying minor features of the individual, such as finger/toenails, hair and wrinkles. SCP-3401-1 will behave partly as a single liquid mass, separating only when manipulated feasibly by exterior sources. Closer examination of SCP-3401-1 instances reveals a faint sound emanating from them, similar to a heartbeat. SCP-3401-1 may be drunk and is often described as having a consistency similar to hot tea and watery jelly. SCP-3401-1 each have their own distinguishing taste depending on the ashes used and are usually a complex mixture of flavours; including ones not limited to average tea. In all cases, SCP-3401-1 instances have been reported as also having a flavor bearing similarities to the respective person's cause of death1 (a list of reported flavors can be found below). A mixture of ashes to brew SCP-3401-1 is possible; however, the produced instance will appear as a physically deformed fusion of the respected bodies and is described as tasting of blood and various other bodily fluids. Partial Testing Log 3401 Access Log Close Cremated individual Cause of death Flavour description 23 year old female Allergic reaction (bee sting) Sweet with a strong cherry zest and spice. Faint taste of freshly cut grass and honey. 42 year old man Homicide Aromatic, rich, bergamot orange. Hint of sweat, blood, metal and perfume. 26 year old female Suicide (jumping) Bleak, smokey flavor. Hint of whisky, concrete and salt water.2 14 year old male Reported accidental death (falling)3 Sweet with a flavor of vanilla and candied nuts. Slight hint of arsenic. 93 year old male Lung cancer Non-anomalous pure green tea (SCP-3401-1 was not produced). Footnotes 1. Allergic reaction to almonds: slight nutty taste, death by burning: smokey, drowning: sea air and fish, homicide: decaying wood, iron and compost. 2. Subjects reported a significant mood increase after drinking. Reports showed subjects to have experienced a considerable release of dopamine. 3. Investigations ongoing |
SCP-3402 | keter | A road 12km outside of De Jest, Louisiana, the day after a manifestation event. No trace of the ritual can be seen from the road. Item #: SCP-3402 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3402 is currently uncontained. Global social media as well as regional news channels within 600 kilometers of De Jest, Meteore Parish1, Louisiana, are continually monitored using machine learning algorithms. Once detected, MTF Sigma 80 "Crimson Permanent Assurance" will be dispatched to seize recordings, dispense amnestic treatment to all witnesses, and attempt to secure as many anomalous individuals as possible in a Foundation humanoid anomaly carrier modified with an asbestos baffle between the containment area and the crew compartment. Fire crew in Meteore Parish have been supplemented by clandestine field agents, and aerial firefighting equipment has been donated to local emergency response teams through a shell company. Currently, no living individuals involved in SCP-3402 events have been contained due to a phenomenon designated 3402-AA-WICKER. A standard humanoid containment chamber outfitted with fire-retardant panels and an inert gas dispensing system is on standby at Provisional Area 284, in the event that an affected humanoid is successfully detained. Description: SCP-3402 is a phenomenon local to a group of █ counties in upper Louisiana remarkable for a level of white-collar employment which is unusually low compared to surrounding counties. Although no pattern to the anomaly's manifestation has been found, it occurs exclusively between 0100 and 0500 hours CST2. When an event occurs, between 4 and ██ anomalous humanoids appear on a public road in an unobserved, rural area. Each humanoid is male and of average height, with a slim-to-average build and unremarkable grooming choices for a young white-collar worker. In all cases, the humanoids register ordinary heat signatures, though they do not manifest where any kind of camera, including infra-red, are currently recording. Each anomaly is outfitted with a complete business suit of navy blue or charcoal grey color, a button-up shirt, patent leather shoes stamped with a brogue pattern, and a tie. The instances will follow the road they materialize upon, walking up to █ kilometers to find a means to leave the road, such as a gate or gap in the fence. If no opportunity to leave the road is found, ██% of the time the anomaly will disperse without a trace. In all remaining cases, the event will progress immediately to its final stage. Upon leaving the road the anomalies will walk up to three kilometers further, choosing paths which lead further from population centers whenever possible. Upon conclusion of their travel phase, instances of SCP-3402-A turn upon one another, tearing strips of flesh from one another using their own teeth and fingernails. Instances appear to feel pain, as they will scream and beg for mercy as they skin other instances alive, but they make no effort to leave or defend themselves. Once an instance has incurred fatal damage from this process their subcutaneous fat will spontaneously ignite, typically consuming the majority of the instance's body. This frequently results in a chain reaction as additional instances are fatally injured by the fire. This effect, known as 3402-AA-WICKER, also occurs if an instance is restrained from following the group. 3402-AA-TRICAD is a phenomenon observed affecting nearby non-anomalous humans who fit the general profile of anomalous instances. All matching humans within ███ meters of the anomalous group's center will join the group and display mutually murderous characteristics consistent with the manifested anomalies. These humans are thereafter classified as instances of SCP-3402-B. Instances of SCP-3402-B will, like SCP-3402-A, make no attempt to escape or defend themselves. Their vocalizations will frequently suggest an understanding of what is happening to them, and they may exclaim confusion regarding their situation. In certain rare cases, individuals not matching the profile will be compelled to join the group, invariably resulting in [DATA EXPUNGED]. Non-anomalous humans witnessing the final phase of the ritual will be compelled to join the group regardless of distance or similarity to the profile, but will not take part in the stripping of flesh. Anomalous humans, and humans affected by 3402-AA-TRICAD, will preferentially dismantle these bystanders before turning on each other. In █% of manifestations POI-3402-ALPHA, an individual wearing a crude paper-mache mask, is part of the group. This individual participates in the ritual skinning of other members, but is ignored by all other participants and is never harmed during the process. Manifestations in which all subjects expire will result in a significantly longer time between manifestations3, and in these cases the following manifestation will never be attended by POI-3402-ALPHA. + Contact Experiment 3402-04 - Contact Experiment 3402-04 Meteore, 6/20/2011 D-7928 is a former accountant convicted of double murder and spousal ██████ █████ in 198█. D-7928 matches the profile, although he is in the top 12% of the acceptable BMI range. As part of the test, D-7928 is dressed to fit the profile and stationed in outdoor containment in the affected region for a 30-day window in the hopes of carrying out surveillance of an event. On the fourth night, the following incident was logged on Agent ██████'s mission audio recorder. (0127) D-7928: I'm tired. Can I go to bed yet? (0127) Dr. Volk: No, D-7928. You have another… three hours. Or so. (0127) D-7928: This is bullshit. What kind of work-release program is this, anyway? Go camping with a bunch of armed guards? Talk about how I feel? (0128) Dr. Volk: If you will not co-operate, you will be terminated. Your sentence is only suspended while you are of use to the Foundation. (0128) D-7928: Yeah. You said that. I… you fucker. Can you at least tell me what this is for? (0128) Dr. Volk: No. That would contaminate the experiment. (0128) D-7928: God damned asshole. [Irrelevant dialogue expunged] (0149) Dr. Volk: Where are you going, D-7928? (0149) D-7928: To the john. What's it to you? (0149) Dr. Volk: The portajohn is the other way. (0149) D-7928: I… what the hell? (0149) Dr. Volk: Agent ██████, █████, we have a manifestation. Call in MTF-Sigma-Eight-Oh. (0149) █████: Copy that. (0150) Dr. Volk: Do you feel any compulsion to go that way, D-7928? (0150) D-7928: No. No! It's not a fucking compulsion, I'm just going! (0150) Dr. Volk: Fascinating. Can you stop moving, or go a different direction? (0150) D-7928: Shit, shit, fuck, no, I can't. Help me! Doctor, you have to stop it! (0150) Dr. Volk: That would contaminate the experiment, D-7928. (0151) D-7928: You piece of shit! [Irrelevant dialogue expunged] (0225) D-7928: Who are those guys? What's going on? Are they trapped too? (0226) Dr. Volk: Do you recognize anyone? (0226) D-7928: No. [inhales sharply] No. I don't know these people. I'm in the middle of some kind of faggy white guy convention, here. Oh, god, where are we going? What's in the woods? [Irrelevant dialogue expunged] (0234) D-7928: YOU HAVE TO STOP THEM! I DON'T- [The sound of crushing, gurgling is heard] (0234) Unidentified Individual: It empties. There is a light that shines from empty veins. (0234) D-7928: HELP ME! THE BLOOD IS… I'M, I CAN'T [D-7928 chokes and gasps, as he tries to scream with his mouth full] At just before 0300 hours, D-7928 was injured fatally by another instance determined to be one Leonard Jacques, an accountant and member of local firm Jacques & Perrin Financial. Although Mr. Jacques was seriously burned by the resulting fire, he was not himself killed, and was released from SCP-3402's compulsion effect at 0313. + Interview: POI 3402-A04/Leonard Jacques - Interview: Leonard Jacques Infirmary B, Provisional Area 284, 6/21/2011 Mr. Jacques was brought to the Foundation medical unit at Site 24 and stabilized after receiving emergency surgery and 1.1 square meters of grafted skin. Dr. Baird: Can you hear me, Mr. Jacques? How do you feel? Jacques moans. Dr. Baird: Can you talk? Jacques: Y-yeah. Dr. Baird: I need you to tell me about what happened before the fire. Jacques: Fire? Jacques laughs, ending in a rattling cough, and a strangled sob. Jacques: It wasn't no fucking fire. Men were burning, yeah. But it, it weren't. I… Dr. Baird: Please, take your time. I understand the scene was disturbing. Jacques: No, it wasn't fuckin' "disturbing". You don't understand a God-damned thing. Do you know what happened? We were… animals, more like, we were tearin' each other up with our mouths an' teeth. I can, I can still… taste it, I. Jacques coughs again, and falls silent. Dr. Baird: Were you aware of what was happening? Jacques: Every God damned second, yeah. Jacques displays signs of extreme emotional distress. Dr. Baird: Let's see if we can get you more morphine. Jacques: He, he, um, he talked to me. As he, uh, as he b-burned. Dr. Baird: What did he say? Jacques: That, uh, t-that I'd like the burning. He said I'd like the burning the most. Dr. Baird: Mr. Jacques, how would you like to forget it ever happened? Jacques: I don't want those pictures in my head. I don't want to remember the taste. I don't w-want to remember how their skin f-felt on my teeth. I don't want to remember what he said to me. Dr. Baird: We can help you with that. Mr. Jacques was amnesticized and transferred to Luther Creek Memorial Hospital, where Foundation operatives planted him as an unidentified patient suffering from smoke inhalation. Ninety-three days later on 9/20/2011, Jacques disappeared from his home just after 0200 hours, coinciding with a SCP-3402 event 23 kilometers away. As a POI in an open anomalies case, Jacques's home was searched, leading to the discovery of a shredded newspaper, and a bowl of hardened starch glue solution on his kitchen table. Footnotes 1. A Parish in Louisiana is essentially the same as a county elsewhere. 2. Or CTD, during observation of Daylight Saving Time 3. Attempts to delay recurrence by intentionally preventing POI-3402-ALPHA's manifestation have been [DATA EXPUNGED] |
SCP-3403 | safe | Instance of SCP-3403-1-A, manifesting on-site at Field Office 352-Zayin. Item #: SCP-3403 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3403 is to be kept within a secure item locker when not in use. Requests for testing may be submitted to the Research Director at SCP-3403's site of containment (Field Office 352-Zayin as of 01/10/2015). Following any testing or transport, SCP-3403 is to be rinsed in water and wiped clean to prevent manifestation of anomalies. Description: SCP-3403 is a rectangular concrete box measuring approximately 17.75 cm x 10 cm x 10 cm. The object has no external openings, but contains a hollow aperture housing several materials. Following penetrative imaging and substance analysis, the space within SCP-3403 was determined to be filled primarily with charred organic material identified as cremated mammal remains, surrounding a small assembly composed of a circuit board connected to a dried flower (Eichhornia crassipes) by means of short wires curled around the stem. Analysis also revealed a short text passage inscribed on the interior surface of the object, the contents of which may be found in Document 3403-A01. The anomaly associated with SCP-3403 manifests when the object is fully covered with soil on all six sides. Under these conditions, three instances of SCP-3403-1 will manifest within 1000 square meters of the spot at which the object is buried inside of 24 hours. Instances of SCP-3403-1 are incorporeal images resembling specific domesticated canines. They have no measurable mass or volume, and the space occupied by their bodies measures on average 5 degrees Celsius warmer than the surrounding air. Instances behave in a manner consistent with non-anomalous canines, though they are apparently unable to detect humans. Left alone, instances will play with one another, chase non-human animals, and periodically rest. All manifestation of SCP-3403-1 ceases once SCP-3403 is no longer in contact with soil on all sides. The instances of SCP-3403-1 have been designated as follows: SCP-3403-1-A: Male boxer, apparent joint pain and occasional seizures, highly active, estimated 13 years of age SCP-3403-1-B: Female bull mastiff, slight limp in rear left leg, moderately active, estimated 8 years of age SCP-3403-1-C: Male bull mastiff, missing right ear, lethargic, estimated 4 years of age SCP-3403 was recovered from an empty lot in St. Johns, Florida on 09/04/2014, following numerous reports of "ghost dogs" in the area. No further associated incidents have been reported following recovery. +Show addendum: Test Log 3403-Alpha -Hide addendum Test Date: 09/10/2015 Purpose: Control Procedure: Object placed on a tarp; not exposed to soil Result: No anomalies noted within 36 hour monitoring period. Test Date: 09/13/2015 Purpose: Reproduction of original anomaly Procedure: Object buried .5 m underground in vicinity of Field Office Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 24 hours. All three instances appeared to show slight reduction of sensory awareness relative to original manifestation. Test Date: 09/14/2015 Purpose: Reproduction of original anomaly Procedure: Object buried .5 m underground at original site of recovery Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 24 hours. Instances demonstrated none of the irregularities seen in previous test. Notes: Anomaly seems most effective at original location. Possibly due to soil conditions - further research ideal. Test Date: 09/16/2015 Purpose: Test potency of anomaly manifestation using different soil Procedure: Object surrounded in 1 cubic m of soil sourced from Brantley, Georgia Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 27 hours. SCP-3403-1-B and -C appeared to have senses significantly impaired relative to original manifestation. SCP-3403-1-A appeared to be totally devoid of sight, hearing, and smell. Note: This suggests the earlier hypothesis was correct. Glad getting that soil wasn't a waste of time. Test Date: 09/18/2015 Purpose: Test limits of anomaly manifestation Procedure: Object surrounded in 1 cubic m of beach sand, dried and sifted Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 36 hours. All instances were devoid of fur, with SCP-3403-1-C missing several patches of skin and SCP-3403-1-A completely devoid of skin. SCP-3403-1-A de-manifested and re-manifested in irregularly-timed bursts over 36 hour monitoring period. Space occupied by all instances measured significantly warmer (~15 deg. C) than recorded in original manifestation. All instances appeared confused and physically uncomfortable. SCP-3403-1-B observed to gravitate to areas of deep shade, to no apparent effect. Test Date: 09/21/2015 Purpose: Test limits of anomaly manifestation Procedure: Object suspended using cable in a 1 cubic m tank of water with approx. 50 g of soil mixed in Result: SCP-3403-1-B and SCP-3403-1-C manifested within 48 hours. Both instances observed to produce significantly more saliva relative to original manifestation, as well as exhibited behavior associated with hydrocephalus. SCP-3403-1-C de-manifested and re-manifested repeatedly over 36 hour monitoring period, but occasionally exhibited physical irregularities upon re-manifestation (e.g. excessive hair, elongated bones). SCP-3403-1-A not observed to manifest. Test Date: 09/25/2015 Purpose: Reproduction of original anomaly Procedure: Object buried .5 m underground at original site of recovery Result: All instances of SCP-3403-1 manifested within 24 hours. Instances showed none of the physical irregularities observed in previous experiments, though all instances showed initial disorientation and confusion for several hours following manifestation. In particular, SCP-3403-1-A, though apparently conscious and responsive to external stimuli, did not move for 1.5 hours following manifestation. Within 4 hours of manifestation, all instances returned to original observed behavioral patterns. +Show addendum: Document 3403-A01 -Hide addendum Commodore, Breakfast, and Lawrence Summers aren't the same anymore. This is for you. I don't even have to ask; you were always cool. - G.C. (with help from friends) |
SCP-3404 | keter | Item #: SCP-3404 Containment Status: Full containment of SCP-3404 is currently a top priority. The number of civilians with some awareness of SCP-3404 is estimated at 5 million. Standard protocols have successfully effected a communications blackout on the subject, resulting in no anticipated growth. Amnestic distribution is ongoing and will most likely be completed within two months. Identification and containment of individuals experiencing SCP-3404-B is ongoing. Plans for the long-term accommodation of these individuals are currently being developed. Possible cures for SCP-3404-B are being investigated. Methods of monitoring and/or neutralizing SCP-3404-C are being assessed. Lists of suspected members of SCP-3404-C are being compiled. Standardized protocols for addressing concerns posed by SCP-3404-C have not yet been created; SCP-3404's HMCL supervisor currently has the authority to determine appropriate responses to SCP-3404-C activity. Description: SCP-3404 is the collective designation for SCP-3404-A, -B, and -C. SCP-3404-A is a telepathic signal of indeterminate origin, broadcast on April 18, 2017, at 2:17PM UST across the entire planet. An estimated 100.000 individuals worldwide, believed to be those with a Psionic Resistance Index of 70 or less, were capable of perceiving SCP-3404-A as a visual, olfactory, and/or tactile hallucination that lasted for four minutes. Exposed subjects have differing reports of SCP-3404-A's contents, though several themes are prevalent: Images of individuals apparently suffering from various illnesses, many of which correspond to known anomalous conditions, in or near crowded hospitals. Images of mass graves containing similarly diseased and malformed bodies. Non-specific imagery of blood and viscera. News reports describing multiple concurrent pandemics, as well as the resultant collapse of industrial civilization. Sensations of warm, malodorous breath on the face. Non-specific imagery of visibly unsanitary or rotting food. Large swarms of insects and rodents. Scents of disinfectants, fecal matter, rotting flesh, blood, body odor, and various unidentified foul odors. Sensations of being squeezed by a crowd of people, with accompanying difficulty breathing. Formication1, with corresponding imagery. Intense full-body pain and itching. Amnestic treatment suppresses conscious awareness of SCP-3404-A but does not mitigate related trauma or anomalous effects. SCP-3404-B is a condition affecting roughly 2/3 of those individuals who perceived SCP-3404-A. SCP-3404-B is externally characterized by post-traumatic stress disorder, severe mysophobia2, and an obsession with the long-term viability of humanity. SCP-3404-B also grants telepathic capabilities that enable full communication of thoughts and sensory information between affected individuals. Reports of PTSD and mysophobia began almost immediately after SCP-3404-A; however, SCP-3404-B was not identified until four days later, after various individuals described newfound telepathic abilities. While media suppression was generally successful, evidence suggests that most affected subjects have not publicly disclosed their status, and thus are difficult to identify via standard methods. A procedure developed by SCP-3404-C (see below) is capable of inducing SCP-3404-B in individuals; while it has not been documented or observed by Foundation personnel, evidence suggests that this procedure takes no less than four hours alone with an affected individual, and entails (at a minimum) the administration of opioid drugs as well as moderate scarring around the ears and nose. The number of individuals infected via this procedure is unknown. SCP-3404-C is a gestalt intelligence3 that arises from the telepathic network created by SCP-3404-B. It is capable of communication with all individuals affected by SCP-3404-B (hereby 'members'), and has access to all memories and sensory information possessed by its members. Its mental processing capacity likely exceeds that of humans by several orders of magnitude. While members retain their own identities and personalities, none have been observed to deliberately operate against the wishes of SCP-3404-C; notably, they will suppress symptoms of SCP-3404-B and attempt to act normally in the presence of others. While positive confirmation of SCP-3404-C status requires in-depth telepathic capacity testing, preclusion of SCP-3404-C membership is possible for subjects with no observable aversion to interacting with contaminants. SCP-3404-C self-identifies as "Operation HEALTH"4 and is preoccupied with the elimination of all disease and illness; most observed activity has been in pursuit of this goal. Despite access to all relevant scientific literature, it has displayed irrational beliefs with regards to the threat of diseases, viable venues of medical research, and viable methods of conducting public health initiatives. SCP-3404-C is not a humaniform intelligence, and is not susceptible to any tested memetic weapons; while its members are susceptible, SCP-3404-C is capable of eliminating hostile memes and restoring members to a working state. It is able to simulate humanoid thought processes sufficiently well to converse with humans, though its tone and manner of speech at any given time are not necessarily representative of its state of mind. SCP-3404-C has detailed knowledge of the Foundation, and treats it as a hostile force. With few exceptions, it has rejected all attempts at negotiation, displaying overt hostility in response to perceived attempts to interfere with its activities. While it is known that numerous members of SCP-3404-C are employed by the Foundation, the scope of its infiltration has not been assessed. Addendum: History of SCP-3404-C SCP-3404-C was first identified after several high-ranking members of the Russian military unexpectedly attempted to authorize testing of several nuclear weapons. While the personnel responsible were detained before this could be performed, standard interrogatory techniques proved ineffective until their transfer to psi-shielded holding cells5; at this point, interrogation became effective, and the subjects described a plan to use nuclear weapons to sterilize areas affected by SCP-610, as well as several G2 sites containing samples of SCP-008. Additional testing performed after returning the subjects to a non-shielded environment was able to discern, in broad terms, the nature of SCP-3404-C. Initial negotiations with SCP-3404-C were conducted using a detained subject as a mediator. The Foundation agreed to eliminate samples of SCP-008 at several G2 sites6 and sterilize 25% of SCP-610's affected area with non-nuclear weaponry; in exchange, SCP-3404-C agreed to abide by the Veil Protocol and refrain from interference with Foundation operations unrelated to disease and illness.7 Additional negotiations were inhibited by SCP-3404-C's unwillingness to make realistic offers; for example, its stated requirement for limiting the spread of SCP-3404-B was 3,0 trillion RUB (~51 bilion USD) transfered to several Swiss bank accounts under its control and two pills of SCP-500. Over the course of negotiations, SCP-3404-C displayed increasing paranoia and repeatedly accused the Foundation of being "dirt-corrupted," and made the statement "You need to understand that we have worlds worth saving here."8 four times. It displayed an unusual level of concern with the security and long-term stability of SCP-212 and SCP-1096, though it refused to disclose the exact nature of its interest in these anomalies. After two days, SCP-3404-C refused to engage with Foundation personnel; the mediator was shot fatally after attempting to manually strangle the lead negotiator without provocation. SCP-3404-C has thus far focused most of its efforts on acquiring resources to fund medical research and public health initiatives, typically by influencing wealthy individuals and/or powerful individuals, or (on rare occasions) incorporating them into SCP-3404-C. It has also engaged in numerous other activities, whose effects or purposes are unclear. The following is a list of abnormal events confirmed to be the work of SCP-3404-C. Further additions to this log are pending analysis. 2017-04-30: Attempted nuclear sterilization of SCP-610's remaining containment area. Failed. 2017-05-02: [REDACTED] 2017-05-04: Attempted to spread SCP-3404-B to high-ranking officials in the American, German, and Algerian governments. [REDACTED]. Most likely failed. 2017-05-08: Attempted acquisition of the leadership of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. Failed.9 2017-05-09: [REDACTED] 2017-05-10: Beginning of collaboration with the Institute for Esoteric Medicine.10 2017-05-12: Hired several mercenary groups to attack Site-17, for the apparent purpose of extracting SCP-███ and SCP-2269. Successfully acquired SCP-2269; SCP-███ was destroyed in a firefight. 2017-05-14: Effectively co-opted, by way of philanthropy and intimidation, various local and regional public health advocacy groups that operate in the Arctic Circle. The resources of those organizations have since been redirected towards efforts relating to water quality and sanitation. 2017-05-15: Estimated creation date of SCP-5117. [REDACTED]. SCP-5117 was retrieved from a laboratory operated by SCP-3404-C six days later. 2017-05-16: [REDACTED]. Of note is that there have been no known victims of kuru since 2009. 2017-05-18: Began funding the construction of several super-deep boreholes off the coast of Mozambique. Purpose unknown. 2017-05-20: Financed the theft of roughly 10,000 doses of various opioid drugs from distribution centers in the Midwestern United States. Tracking of these drugs is in progress. 2017-05-21: Purchase of several properties in Jakarta. The properties were forcibly acquired by the Foundation after analysis suggested that their arrangement served an unidentified thaumaturgic purpose. [REDACTED] The Institute for Esoteric Medicine was found abandoned; its members are currently missing. 2017-05-22: Attempted to extract SCP-5117 from Site-██. Notable as the first instance in which SCP-3404-C employed an anomalous humanoid (tentatively designated SCP-████) in its operations. 2017-05-23: First instance of armed conflict between SCP-3404-C and SCP-1659. The exact cause of the conflict, as well as the nature of this battle, are unclear. Resulted in 18 (primarily civilian) casualties, as well as the destruction of the Blue Hill restaurant. 2017-05-24: [REDACTED] 2017-05-26: Attempted to extract SCP-5117 from Site-██. Failed. 2017-05-26: [REDACTED] 2017-05-26: Attempted to extract SCP-5117 from Site-██. Failed. 2017-05-26: Attempted to extract SCP-5117 from Site-██. Failed. 2017-05-26: [REDACTED]. The resultant anomaly has been classified as SCP-2315. 2017-05-26: [REDACTED] 2017-05-27: Attempted to grant $2,000,000 to the University of Auckland for the purpose of studying the effects of "an effective solvent" on sheep. The project was terminated by the Foundation prior to the University's acquisition of the substance to be tested; its nature is currently unknown. 2017-05-28: Bribed a Computer Science professor at █████ University to deliver a presentation entitled "Chaos Charlatans Get Salmonella At All Costs". While the presentation has tested negative for anomalous properties, four students in attendance were noted to experience grand mal seizures during the presentation. 2017-05-29: Placement of the following advertisement on various major websites. The ad was determined to have no anomalous properties and contain no classified information, and was not removed. + Display image - Hide image Footnotes 1. The sensation of insects crawling under one's skin. 2. Pathological fear of contamination and germs. Also known as germophobia. 3. An emergent phenomenon in which a large number of separate psychological entities are connected to form a distinct psychological entity; colloquially known as a "hive mind". 4. Or the nearest equivalent in any given language. 5. Prompted by evidence that they were affected by SCP-3404-B. 6. The locations of these sites were provided by SCP-3404-C. 7. Thus far, it has adhered to this agreement. 8. Approximate translation. SCP-3404-C is prone to using non-standard syntax while under stress. 9. While a complete takeover is not possible under current circumstances, SCP-3404-C's infiltration of the CDC has been deemed too extensive to effectively eliminate its presence without violating the Veil Protocol; plans for closer monitoring of its staff are being constructed. 10. An organization focused primarily on the production of unusual electromagnetic fields for use in pseudo-scientific medical procedures. |
SCP-3405 | keter | Item #: SCP-3405 Standard Containment Procedures: All criminal cases in the San Francisco area involving persons who match the most likely description of SCP-3405 are to be pursued by MTF Iota-10 ("Damn Feds"). Police, private detectives and other investigators working on the case are to be covertly undermined to reduce the probability of exposing civilians to an anomaly. All persons with some probability of being SCP-3405 are to be interviewed and reviewed to verify that they are indeed SCP-3405. Description: SCP-3405 is a humanoid of indeterminate age, gender, and appearance. While photographic evidence and direct visual confirmation suggest that SCP-3405 is a Caucasian woman in her mid-thirties, these sources cannot be trusted. Other unverified reports indicate SCP-3405 suffers from alcoholism and intense mood swings. SCP-3405 has been a suspect in at least three different murder cases; however, no amount of investigation has yielded conclusive evidence to convict SCP-3405. While it is possible that SCP-3405’s methods are non-anomalous, the Foundation has determined the probability of anomalous interference too high to ignore. Addendum SCP-3405-1: Below is a log of the murder cases SCP-3405 is suspect in. + Case File 1 - Close Case Victim: Tyler Denniber Cause of Death: Vehicular Homicide Notes: The accident took place outside of a small bar on the outskirts of San Francisco. While there were eyewitnesses, all either could not recall the license plate, or were deemed untrustworthy. Below is a selected interview from the investigation: <Begin Log> Two officers are interviewing an eye witness from the scene of the crime. Officer 1: So, you say you were at the scene of the crime. Witness: Yeah. I just happened to be coming to be walking outside when it happened. It was, uh, gruesome to say the least. Friend of mine called 911. Officer 2: Did you see the license plate? Witness: I think I did. It was all a blur but I caught a few digits. Officer 1: You didn't take a picture? Witness: Um… no. I was too shocked to remember. Officer 2: That's fine. What digits did you recall? Witness: I think it started with zero, two, three. Officer 2: Ok. I think that's all we really need right now. Both officers leave the interview room. Officer 2: Well, that seems to match most of the other reports. Officer 1: Yes, but it was late and these people were drunk. How seriously can we really take them? Officer 2: That is true, and some people did think they saw an "E" in the beginning. Officer 1: Exactly. This is getting us nowhere. <End Log> + Case File 2 - Close Case Victim: Alex Johnson Cause of Death: Stab Wounds Notes: A steak knife was found at the scene of the crime with Johnson's blood on it. Fingerprints and genetic material were lifted from the knife. However, due to the low accuracy of these forensic methods, and the possibility that the steak knife was not the murder weapon1, the results were discarded as false positives. + Case File 3 - Close Case Victim: Gryffin Lirus Cause of Death: Gunshot Notes: On 05/17/2016, Margaret Theld was detained as a possible SCP-3405 suspect, as she had varying levels of connection to the previous cases. At this point the investigation had moved under Foundation jurisdiction, so Agent Tennison conducted the interview: <Begin Log> Tennison: Evening. Theld: Oh god. I was worried this would happen some day. Tennison: As you should be. Have you heard of a man by the name of Gryffin Lirus? Theld: Um… yes. Yes I have. He’s a coworker of mine. Tennison: He was a coworker of yours. Mr. Lirus hasn’t been seen in a week. Theld swallows. Tennison: We contacted your employer too. Apparently, you two were competing for a promotion. Theld: I— I can explain. Tennison: Then please, explain these. Tennison lays photos of an unidentified person burying the body of Gryffin Lirus. Theld: Um… uh… damn it. I did it. I fucking killed him. It was late and I was drunk and I was so mad and worried. I promised myself I wouldn’t do it again… but I couldn’t stop myself! I… I went to his apartment and shot him. Buried the body in the woods. And then in the morning I realized what I did and and and I realized that the alcohol had gotten to me and I just I hate myself for it. Theld hangs her head. Tennison: Mhmm. So, you acted alone? Theld: Yes. Tennison: …I knew it. This is useless. Theld looks up. Theld: What? Tennison: What kind of an idiot do you take me for? Theld: But, but I just confessed… I did it. I killed him. Tennison: That’s just what the killer wants us to think! Theld: I— Uh… Tennison walks out of the room. Theld: … the fuck? <End Log> Mrs. Theld was amnesticized and released as per the review panel's instructions the next day. Efforts to detain SCP-3405 have been redoubled. Footnotes 1. The alternative being that Johnson had cut himself by accident earlier that day. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3405" by Captain Kirby, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3405. 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-3406 | keter | An instance of SCP-3406-1 that originated as a stainless steel Leatherman-brand pocket tool. Item #: SCP-3406 Special Containment Procedures: Documentation detailing the requirements and procedure for SCP-3406 is available to personnel with 3406/3 Clearance. Supplies suitable for its performance are available at Site-27; Testing Chamber 48-A is available for testing of SCP-3406. Under no circumstances should SCP-3406 be performed on hostile or potentially dangerous subjects. Instances of SCP-3406-1 should be stored in Non-Humanoid Sapient Containment Cells of an appropriate type. Description: SCP-3406 is a ritual that causes sapient entities with a physical form to become capable of locomotion. Entities that already possess this ability, such as humans, will remain unaffected — anomalous effects are most pronounced in entities with inanimate bodies, or ones that are "bound" to inanimate objects. Entities affected by SCP-3406 are designated SCP-3406-1. SCP-3406's method of operation is not fully understood, but adherence to its guidelines reliably produces the stated effect. The ritual is performed by surrounding a healthy, conscious human being with seven identical metal sculptures and having the subject recite a specific series of phrases from the as-of-yet untranslated █████████ language while a current of at least 3 Amperes runs through their body.1 Following this, within six minutes, anomalous changes can be observed in objects within the same room as SCP-3406. The exact changes that occur to affected entities vary drastically between SCP-3406-1; often, SCP-3406-1 will develop a set of 2-6 flexible limbs that can be used for locomotion, or become able to use pre-existing limb-like extensions. In the case of objects that possess other means of movement (i.e. vehicles), SCP-3406-1 will typically gain the ability to operate these means. Instances contained within media of some sort, i.e. those tied to particular images or sounds, will rarely develop gross physical alterations, instead gaining some ability to manipulate their representation within the media in question. A means of communication will often develop, though the exact nature varies between cases — comprehensible speech is typically only produced in cases where the entity's mind is humaniform. History: SCP-3406 was developed by members of the Serpent's Hand in the late 1990s, following an incident in which several members had their consciousnesses displaced into various objects (see Incident Report 1993-SH-6T, "Trial of the Lake of the Woods") by an opposing faction of the same organization. Six SH operatives with knowledge of █████████ thaumaturgic traditions and neuroessokinesis2 devised SCP-3406 in an attempt to restore their co-conspirators to their previous bodies. While this attempt was unsuccessful, SCP-3406's function was found to be useful for other purposes and saw sporadic use throughout the Serpent's Hand and affiliated organizations in the following years. Addendum: Knowledge of SCP-3406 came to the Foundation in 2006 when documents detailing SCP-3406 were retrieved from the house of an independent researcher (PoI-3406-7) formerly affiliated with the Serpent's Hand who was investigating SCP-3406; a community of SCP-3406-1 measuring in the hundreds was also located in the building. Relevant excerpts from the recovered documents are reproduced below. Reminder to self: investigate golems. Reality follows from the symbol, and the mind is a machine for making symbols. The █████████ incantations are a very comprehensive and powerful symbol for Life. The electricity and the scepters push this symbol outwards into spaces that are prepared to receive it. Technical details follow. The carrier wave is complex, the imaginary component is much larger than the real electromagnetic component, and it's no wonder my models have been useless. This probably explains why it doesn't make humans doubly alive or anything like that — it works best on schemata perpendicular to our own. I will test this to make sure. "Humans are not alone on this planet. We filled this world with our bodies and things but also our thoughts, and when there was no more room for us in our heads we spilled over into other things." NOTE: I've inferred this from the things my test subjects say. When I tell them this, they seem to think it's plausible, if flowery. Seems nigh-impossible to disprove, though, which…? The spell doesn't penetrate solid or dense objects, since the energy field it makes is, in the "traditional" sense, very weak. Not sure how to model it — it normally decays quickly enough, but each new target can transmit the field itself, and at a greater distance each time. I don't think there's much risk for a chain reaction when performed carefully, but this should be performed exclusively indoors, just in case. The following is, chronologically, the most recently created document that was recovered. I have to (?) contend with the obvious question of what mechanism(s) allocates thought to non-standard Things if I am to grapple with the practical applications of the spell. Back-of-the-envelope calculations say it could be as little as a meaningful symbol, inscribed with conscious intent. [DATA EXPUNGED] I'll conduct some more interviews with my test subjects and get back to this. PoI-3406-7 could not be located after the seizure of the property. The SCP-3406-1 instances denied any awareness of the aforementioned interviews. === NOTICE === On 19 December 2018, the above document was leaked to several neutral and hostile Groups of Interest by an unknown party within the Foundation. Documents detailing the requirements and procedure for SCP-3406 were also leaked. It is likely that SCP-3406 will be used to disrupt normalcy and/or Foundation activities, and could potentially result in an MA-Class Mass Animation Scenario if used extensively. SCP-3406 is considered uncontained. Footnotes 1. While this would normally be lethal, subjects experience no ill effects beyond short-lived fatigue and apathy. 2. Alteration of reality via neural patterns, biological or otherwise. |
SCP-3407 | safe | SCP-3407 upon recovery. Item #: SCP-3407 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3407 is to be kept facing a 5x13 m projector screen and is required to be kept inside its projector booth at an elevation of 8 meters. Lead researcher Dr. Carter, lip reading specialist Researcher Lynn, and two designated Level-1 Personnel are to be present at Site-28 by 12:30 PM (local time) to annotate SCP-3407’s daily projections. Description: SCP-3407 is a Pathé-Frères 1910 model film projector. It displays signs of wear consistent with its age and is structurally identical to non-anomalous instances of the product. At precisely 1PM local time every day excluding Sunday, SCP-3407 will project a black and white silent film. The setting of the film is in the suburban town of [REDACTED], portraying the first-person point of view of an adult African-American male. The film will play for approximately twenty-five minutes each showing before becoming inoperable again. SCP-3407 will always project its own film whether or not a reel is placed within its feed spool, though it has been shown to produce lower quality projections when a reel is within SCP-3407. SCP-3407 has also exhibited the ability to activate without any form of electricity or manual operation. Attempts to activate SCP-3407 outside of its scheduled projection have all been met with failure. Upon each projection, SCP-3407 will display a sequence of events distinct from prior showings of the film. A common trend in SCP-3407’s projections is the aforementioned male interacting with a juvenile female, presumed to be the subject’s daughter. Scenes involving the female usually take places in areas such as playgrounds, churches, and a small bedroom. The final five minutes of the film always conclude with the subject being forcibly restrained against a bed before another figure, presumed to be a doctor, approaches and injects the subject with an unknown substance. Individuals exposed to projections of SCP-3407 report an altered emotional state. Instances of sorrow, nostalgia, and mild euphoria have all been documented. No harmful effects have yet been observed after viewing a projection from SCP-3407. Addendum 3407.1: Dr. Carter has been designated as the primary researcher of SCP-3407's anomalous abilities. The following is a truncated list of projections documented during observation of SCP-3407. + Documentation of SCP-3407's Projections - [PLEASE INPUT LEVEL 1+ CREDENTIALS] -[ACCESS GRANTED] PROJECTION 001: 00:00 - Scene appears to be in a wedding chapel. Camera POV is shown to turn around to see the subject’s friends and family in the seats of the chapel. 07:13 - Camera shifts towards the entrance of the chapel. A noticeably pregnant African-American woman is shown walking down the aisle with an adult male, presumed to be the woman’s father. 12:35 - Camera is facing the woman. The woman is observed to be both smiling and lightly weeping at the same time. After 5 minutes pass, the wedding officiant is seen to state what is inferred to be “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” The camera moves forward and the male begins embracing the woman. 18:45 - The subject and woman hold each other's hands and begin walking down the aisle. Friends and family stand up from their seats, applauding the newly wedded couple. Screen unexpectedly shifts to black. 20:00 - Screen luminates after 75 seconds of dead air. Subject begins to observe their surroundings and finds themselves restrained against a bed. Subject begins thrashing in an attempt to free themselves. An unknown figure enters the room, presumed to be a doctor based on their attire. The doctor stands at a counter near the subject and begins filling a syringe with an unknown substance. Subject continues thrashing in the bed as the doctor injects the subject, causing the screen to instantaneously turn black. 24:30 - Film unexpectedly burns out. Projection continues for another 30 seconds before becoming inoperable. PROJECTION 004: 00:25 - After 25 seconds of film tearing, SCP-3407 readjusts itself and begins the projection. The camera is moving forward up a hill. The subject is accompanied by a small, juvenile African American female, estimated to be close to 0.64 meters; presumed to be the subject’s daughter. The subject is shown to be holding a bouquet of roses and tulips. 04:36 - The subject and the female reach the peak of the hill to find a wooden cross in the ground. Inscribed on the cross is what is presumed to be the name of the deceased: “LORETTA”. What appears to be water droplets begin flowing down the camera on both the left and right sides. The subject places the flower bouquet on the cross. 15:03 - Subject and the child take each other’s hands and begin leaving the hill. 16:00 - Film burns out, leaving the projection inoperable for nearly 4 minutes before reactivating. 20:00 - Projection becomes active again, displaying a similar scene from the former projections. The subject observes their surroundings and begins thrashing more forcibly than previous projections. The same doctor seen before enters the room, presumably shouting at the subject to be quiet. Subject refuses to comply, to which the doctor approaches the subject and injects them with a syringe. 23:30 - Screen blacks out. SCP-3407 remains active for another minute and a half before becoming inoperable. PROJECTION 016: 00:00 - Scene begins in the middle of the night within a master bedroom. Camera suddenly begins shaking when the subject hastily jumps out of bed. Subject sprints out of the room towards a separate, smaller bedroom. 02:05 - The juvenile female is shown lying in her bed in a state of distress; tears and mucus are seen flowing down her face. Subject takes a seat on the bed and begins comforting the female. 10:00 - The former scene continues until the female eventually returns to a tranquil state. The subject opens the drawer to a nearby bedside table and pulls out a bright feminine hairbrush. There is a small lily1 flower engraved on the end of the handle. Subject begins to use the hairbrush to fix the female’s disorderly hair. 14:35 - Subject brings the female to a nearby vanity mirror, where the female observes her brushed hair. The female smiles and moves her mouth in a way that has been identified as “I love you Daddy”. The female, while smiling, puts her arms around the subject; the subject does the same while slowly caressing the back of the female’s head. 18:43 - Screen changes to black. 20:00 - Projection becomes active once again. Scene reflects the same chain of events as previous entries. 24:25 - Projection burns out, leaving nearly half of a minute of dead air before SCP-3407 becomes inoperable. PROJECTION 029: 00:00 - Scene begins with the subject and the female bonding with each other as they walk down a street. The female is seen laughing as the subject lifts her on his shoulders. Several shots display a pair of feet dangling down as the subject begins sprinting down the road. 04:02 - Subject halts as the two come across a small playground, complete with a double swing set and a slide. The female gestures the subject to take her to the playground; subject complies. 06:08 - The female jumps up on one of the swings. Lip reading specialist Researcher Lynn finds that the female says the words: “Daddy, can you please push me on the swings?” Subject complies, adding momentum to the female while swinging. 09:37 - Female jumps off the swing set and runs over to the slide. Female gestures the subject to push her down the slides, the subject once again complies. 13:03 - Female is shown to be in a mix between exhaustion and euphoria. The subject lifts the female up into his arms and carries her to a nearby bench. The two sit on the bench together, pointing out any birds that fly past in the sky. 20:00 - Scene suddenly cuts from the playground to the ending scene from previous entries. This time, however, the doctor does not appear. Water droplets begin flowing down the left and right sides of the screen. 24:30 - Film burns out. Projection continues for another 30 seconds before becoming inoperable. PROJECTION 047: 00:00 - Scene begins in a church. The subject is sitting in one of the upper right front rows sitting next to the female. 03:31 - Subject opens a nearby Bible to Psalm 23:42. People nearby do the same. 09:44 - Priest walks up to the podium and gives the benediction, ending the service. Subject and the female rise and begin to exit the church. 11:21 - The subject and female spend the rest of the scene walking through a neighborhood together. 20:00 - Scene cuts to the same setting as previous projections. The doctor is seen sitting at the foot of the bed the subject is restrained upon. The doctor begins what is presumed to be stroking the side of the subject’s face, forcing a smile while doing so. 23:28 - Subject bites the doctor’s right index finger. The doctor’s blood begins gushing over the bed sheets as the subject bites harder. 23:56 - Subject releases the doctor's hand. The doctor is seen in an intense state of distress, holding their hand as blood gushes down. The doctor regains their composure and begins filling the usual syringe to a much higher amount than seen in previous projections. Subject begins thrashing in their bed until the doctor injects the subject with the substance. 24:30 - Film burns out. Projection continues for another 30 seconds before becoming inoperable. PROJECTION 063: 00:00 - Scene begins with the subject and female walking on the side of the road. For a few frames, the female is seen smiling at the subject as she reaches to hold his hand. 05:01 - The scene is now in what is now found to be the 1910 version of the town’s main street plaza. The subject and female begin to walk down the street as a group of Caucasian men give the subject unpleasant glances when passing. 07:06 - Camera pans up to a building with the words “NICKELODEON ¢10”. A poster is seen at the entrance stating: The EDISON KINETOGRAM - Scene from ‘Frankenstein’. To the left of the poster, there is a sign in bolded, capital letters that reads: “WHITES ONLY.” The female points to the Frankenstein poster, asking the subject if they can see the program. The subject presumably denies the request. Female grows visibly upset by this and enters the front entrance of the Nickelodeon. The subject enters in after her. 10:04 - Subject instantly rushes after her only to be stopped by a crowd of caucasian males. The men apprehend the subject, squirming and fighting to be released. The female is briefly seen in several shots, appearing to be in a state of distress while being apprehended by security officers. 13:05 - The men carry the subject to an upstairs closet of the Nickelodeon. 15:00 - Film begins tearing. 20:00 - SCP-3407 finally readjusts itself; the projection continues. The scene reflects the chain of events typically projected during the final five minutes of previous projections. Noticeably, there are two dark silhouettes seen conversing in a door frame. 24:30 - Film burns out. Projection continues for another 30 seconds before becoming inoperable. PROJECTION 064: 02:02 - Projection begins after two minutes of film tear. The camera is pitch black; nothing appears on the screen. 05:29 - Screen suddenly luminates. What is briefly seen to be a burlap sack is lifted off of the subject’s head, causing the screen to no longer be pitch black and reveal the scene. A tall Caucasian male in surgeon attire stands before the subject. In the background, three silhouettes are seen writing on clipboards. 06:07 - The surgeon holds a scalpel and moves the blade of it near the left side of the camera, presumably toward the subject's left eye. 06:21 - [DATA EXPUNGED] 09:08 - The film burns out after several brief frames are seen of the subject thrashing due to a considerable amount of pain. 12:00 - Screen suddenly displays a dialogue frame commonly seen in silent films to convey character speech. The screen says in bold cursive writing: “Where is Lily?” Frame continues until the end of the projection. 24:30 - Film burns out. Projection continues for another 30 seconds before becoming inoperable. Footnotes 1. Lilium 2. “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.” |
SCP-3408 | esoteric-class | Site-3408 hosts a very active nightlife. Site #: Site-3408 Site Command Protocols: Come to Site-3408. Relax in its elegant containment cells. Rest in the shade of its many surveillance cameras. Improve yourself in its world-class testing chambers. Let us take care of everything. Site-3408 welcomes you. Come to Site-3408. Site Brochure: Site-3408 is the latest resort, day-spa, and containment facility to be opened by the fine people of the SCP Foundation. Located on the sunny beaches of Redacted, California, Site-3408 is our most technologically advanced endeavor yet, specially built to cater to every need and desire of the anomalous community around the world. Let the hydrochloric acid burn all your troubles away. Has the weight of living in a world of normalcy been dragging you down? Come to Site-3408, where all your worries and cares will be swept away by our professionally trained containment specialists. Spend your days in style and comfort, waited on hand and foot and/or other appendage type, 24/7/365. Take a relaxing dip in one of our seven Olympic-sized swimming pools, each one filled with its own unique liquid and mini-ecosystem to provide the greatest compatibility with our guests' various biological needs. Get the most comfortable sleep of your life or un-life on our individually constructed cots, custom-built to fit your precise body plan. Visit for a day or visit for life, visit luxurious Site-3408. Famed organic sculpture Life of the Unliving just before it expunged one of our many fine security officers. Do you ever feel like the rest of the world simply doesn't understand your art? Come to Site-3408, which has accommodated some of the greatest anartists the world has ever seen … or not seen! Here you will be provided with state-of-the-art containment studios in which to produce truly cool masterpieces to your heart's content. You'll never have to worry about your latest painting or sculpture breaking space-time or taking the lives of those around you thanks to the patented Triple Titanium™ brand security lining built into every surface at Site-3408. The final preparations being made for a blood-letting to empower Rakmou-leusan. Is your religion scorned or feared by the non-anomalous masses? Don't worry, Site-3408 treats all religions equally. Whether you follow the teachings of Grand Karcist Ion, the technical documents of MEKHANE, the sexual rites of the Scarlet King, the soul-rending screams of the patterns, or the humble cacks of the mighty Spankoflex, our team in the Department of Religion, Philosophy, and Mysticism is ready and waiting to listen to you. The testing chambers at Site-3408 are always open and our staff ever-eager to see what new monstrosity your beliefs and rituals can summon. Vegan meals are also available. Feeling a bit peckish? Site-3408's world-famous chefs are on-call around the clock to serve all your dietary needs, directly to your cell. Their specialties include the finest Brangus steaks, perfectly braised chard, the thinnest of gruel pastes, raw flesh culled from virtually any species, and much more. Here at Site-3408, the D in D-Class stands for "Delicious"! They won't even realize you're gone. Have you ever felt the need to simply get away from it all? We here at Site-3408 greatly value the privacy of our clientele. From the moment your reservation is booked, our loyal and dedicated containment crew will work tirelessly to ensure that your stay will never be interrupted by the pesky worries of debt collectors, telemarketers, co-workers, friends, family, or other loved ones. Making Things Fun is their motto, and they accomplish just that by using the latest breakthroughs in amnestics and information control technology to keep you in perfect, wonderful isolation. Once you've arrived at Site-3408, the outside world will never be able to find you. Come to Site-3408. Site-3408 welcomes you. Come to Site-3408. Site-3408 needs to contain you. Come to Site-3408. Please. Site-3408 needs to fulfill its primary function. Please. Come to Site-3408. Please. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "Site-3408" by Liz The GM, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3408. 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: site3408_01.jpg Name: Dreams resort & Spa, Los Cabos Mexico Author: Ian D. Keating License: CC BY 2.0 Source Link: pxhere Filename: site3408_02.jpg Name: N/A Author: N/A License: CC0 Source Link: pxhere Filename: site3408_03.jpg Name: N/A Author: N/A License: CC0 Source Link: pxhere Filename: site3408_04.jpg Name: N/A Author: N/A License: CC0 Source Link: pxhere Filename: site3408_05.jpg Name: N/A Author: N/A License: CC0 Source Link: pxhere Filename: site3408_06.jpg Name: N/A Author: N/A License: CC0 Source Link: pxhere |
SCP-3409 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3409 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3409 has been hermetically sealed to inhibit the spread of SCP-3409-A. An outer perimeter fence topped with barbed-wire has been established. As the structure is located in a remote location, additional security measures to deter civilians are unnecessary. Nevertheless, warning signs indicating a chemical hazard are placed along the perimeter. An on-site security team is to guard the structure against attempted retrieval by hostile agents. Use of lethal force is authorized. Interaction with the structure requires use of a Level-A hazmat suit. Personnel assigned to SCP-3409 are to ensure that SCP-3409-A does not spread beyond the confines of the structure. If necessary, flamethrowers may be utilized to control and prevent the spread of SCP-3409-A. The IV bags of the infected subjects currently within the structure are to be refilled daily. No attempts to retrieve said subjects are to be made, in order to preserve the diameter of SCP-3409-B for further study and exploration. SCP-3409-B is to be monitored through CCTV, for any signs of unusual activity. Any unusual activity is to be reported to researchers of level 4 clearance or higher. Description: SCP-3409 is an abandoned confection production facility located in ████, ██████. Prior to containment, the facility was under the maintenance of 21 hostile human subjects in hazmat suits, utilizing firearms to deter intruders. The aforementioned subjects were successfully apprehended or terminated during initial investigations of the anomaly. Interrogation of the subjects revealed them to be associated with a previously unknown cult. The interior of SCP-3409 is infested with a previously unknown, invasive fungal organism of non-terrestrial origin, henceforth referred to as SCP-3409-A. The fungus is composed mostly of a chocolate-like substance that is infectious to human subjects. SCP-3409-A originates from a spacetime anomaly, henceforth referred to as SCP-3409-B, located in a modified central chamber within the structure. The fungus appears as a network of tendrils, clinging to any surface it spreads upon, with a growth rate of around 0.6 m per hour. This spread is facilitated by the absorption of nutrients from terrestrial organisms, including microorganisms. 3D MRI representation of subject infected with SCP-3409-A. SCP-3409-A infects a human subject through physical contact, injecting fungal material into the bloodstream through the use of nematocysts. The fungus will affect the behavior of the subject within 42 hours, compelling them to travel to SCP-3409-B, regardless of location. Advanced stages of infection result in a subject incessantly speaking in an unknown language. The means by which the fungus achieves this is currently unknown. Testing on D-Class personnel indicates that self-preservation instincts and logical reasoning are severely impaired, and subjects may expire before reaching the destination. Infected subjects will also develop tumorous growths in advanced stage infection, containing the chocolate substance found in SCP-3409-A. No form of treatment is known to reverse this process. These growths will regularly release spores capable of spreading the infection. Infection can also occur through ingestion of the chocolate produced within the tumors of infected subjects. The central chamber of SCP-3409 contains 103 iron cages arranged around SCP-3409-B. 37 36 cages are occupied by live, adult humans.1 All aforementioned subjects are under the influence of SCP-3409-A. Tendrils of SCP-3409-A are affixed to these subjects at various points, absorbing nutrients and the produced chocolate. The affected subjects are unaware of their surroundings and are unable or unwilling to respond to Foundation personnel.2 Nutrition and hydration are provided to the subjects intravenously, with IV stands fitted on every cage. Attempts to remove a subject from SCP-3409-A will result in its expiration. When this occurs, the diameter of SCP-3409-B has been observed to decrease, indicating a direct relationship with the number of subjects affected by SCP-3409-A. Prior to containment, the personnel managing the facility regularly harvested the chocolate from the bodies of the caged subjects, through surgical intervention. The harvested substance was then processed with the equipment present to produce consumable chocolate candy. The resulting chocolate was prepared in unmarked packaging and stored for distribution to civilian populations. All instances have been confiscated by Foundation personnel. D-Class that consumed the chocolate during testing reported that it is of high quality and good taste before being infected by SCP-3409-A. SCP-3409-B occupies a fixed location on the floor of the central chamber. It is stable, circular in shape with a diameter of roughly 1 m, and is believed to be an extrauniversal aperture. Only inanimate matter and SCP-3409-A are capable of passing through the anomaly. Study and exploration of the space beyond the anomaly are possible through the use of remote-controlled drones. The area beyond SCP-3409-B is vast, with its full size currently impossible to determine. Video footage reveals that the area consists mostly of barren landscape consisting of sediment, although several non-terrestrial organisms have been observed. Low light levels are indicated3 due to heavy concentrations of particles suspended within the atmosphere. Larger particles of undetermined origin are observed to constantly descend from the upper atmosphere, bearing a resemblance to marine snow. No vegetation capable of photosynthesis is indicated. Several structures appearing terrestrial in origin have been observed within this space, including, but not limited to, unidentified aircraft, unidentified oceangoing vessels, at least one unidentified battle tank, and numerous bones of various species, including an apparent whale skeleton. The means through which these objects came to their current location is unknown. Furthermore, several structures corresponding to no known human civilization have also been observed. All organisms observed within the anomaly are invertebrates with hydrostatic skeletons, adapted to a low light environment, believed to navigate through the use of chemoreception, and appear to be composed of a chocolate-like substance. The intelligence of these organisms has yet to be determined. Researchers project that approximately 90% of native species remain undocumented, due to the size of the anomaly. The observed organisms exhibited no hostility toward remote-controlled drones. A list detailing the entities encountered are listed in the following document. + Observation Log 3409-A - close Observation Log 3409-A Item Designation Description Notes SCP-3409-A Fungal organism existing as a network of tendrils. None. SCP-3409-1 Leech like organisms, of varying lengths, which are observed to be the most common species. These organisms are limited to movement within the sediment and have been observed to feed off other instances, or cling to other organisms as parasites. Believed to be immature instances of SCP-3409-2. SCP-3409-2 Organism appearing as an asymmetrical mass of tentacles extending from a tumorous structure, approximately 8 m in length. The organism possesses a feeding orifice, appearing as a jaw-less, funnel-shaped opening. Lesser developed tentacles are observed to drop off the organism, and become instances of SCP-3409-1 SCP-3409-3 Hooked tentacles protruding from the sediment; the nature of the main body is unknown. The longest instance is estimated to be over 15 m long. Instances were observed to prey on SCP-3409-2 occasionally. SCP-3409-4 Large, flat, carpet-like organism that crawls over the sediment. None. SCP-3409-5 Floating mass of tentacles possessing an apparent bladder, filled with a buoyant gas of undetermined composition. The gas bladder appears to be protected within a shell of undetermined composition. The organism is believed to absorb nutrients by filter feeding. Instances appeared infrequently, with only 3 recorded by the drone. SCP-3409-6 Large, unidentified floating organism, obscured by particles in the atmosphere. The organism is estimated to be over 1 km long. Only one instance was observed. SCP-3409-7 Large, hooked tentacles, of undetermined origin, observed to span over the upper atmosphere. Similar in appearance to SCP-3409-3; the relationship between the two instances is unknown. SCP-3409-8 Bipedal organism [REDACTED]. Only one instance was recorded. The personnel maintaining the facility exhibit no anomalous properties. Their bodies display signs of ritualistic mutilation, along with tattoos of symbols depicting what appears to be a cacao tree, surrounded by three interconnected rings. The subjects were identified as missing civilians. Additionally, 12 children were recovered from the site, detained in cages outside the facility. SCP-3409 came to the attention of the Foundation after investigating numerous reports of unexplained disappearances of civilians and police officers in adjacent towns. Undercover agents followed a family of infected civilians to the facility, and its anomalous properties were confirmed after subsequent investigations. + Interview Log 3409-1 - close Interview Log 3409-1 Interviewed: POI-3409-21 Interviewer: Researcher ████ Foreword: The subject was identified as Lozano █████, a biochemical researcher formerly employed at █████ Industries. The subject had reportedly gone missing a month earlier. <Begin Log> Researcher ████: I have some questions for you regarding your work at the structure. POI-3409-21: Fuck you. (spits) Blessed father Garrison warned us that you heretics would interfere, but we are prepared to die as martyrs. Researcher ████: Explain the nature of your operations within the facility. POI-3409-21: We are preparing for the second coming of the chocolate gods. They are angered by the delay of the glorious sacrifice, which you sinners are responsible for. What we have been doing is an effort to appease our overlords, who will strike you heretics down with righteous judgment when they reenter our world. Researcher ████: Explain the nature of your 'overlords'. What is their nature? POI-3409-21: You will refer to them as the chocolate gods. Researcher ████: You mentioned these entities wish to enter our world? POI-3409-21: Reenter; they were here before. They need us as much as we need their divine guidance. Their world is dying and they are weakened by the great conflict of the deities. They blessed us with the secret of chocolate, and ask for our devotion in return. They gave us the message, so we may open a gateway between our worlds. They wish for our festering species to transcend into the chocolate realm, so we may be reborn and made whole. It is our duty, as the spiritual children of the chocolate gods to restore them to their former glory. Life eternal will be ours. Repent, sinner. Change your ways and you too shall be rewarded. Researcher ████: Explain what you were doing with the subjects within the facility. POI-3409-21: You speak of the martyrs. Their essence appeases the chocolate gods, and their harbingers within the chocolate realm. Researcher ████: What about the children discovered on-site? What were you planning to do with them? POI-3409-21: They were young and would have never survived the process. It would have been a waste of life; an abomination. They would have been raised as one of us; trained to be devotees of the chocolate truth. Researcher ████: What is the nature of the spatial anomaly located within the facility? POI-3409-21: Proof of your impending judgment. Researcher ████: Answer the question. POI-3409-21: Or what? You'll shoot me? Go ahead. Unlike you, we do not fear death. But seeing as you will find out either way, I will humor you. What you found within the temple is an incomplete, false gateway to the chocolate realm. Home of the chocolate gods, our gracious overlords. Researcher ████: How was the anomaly created? POI-3409-21: The chocolate gods work in mysterious ways, but they have bestowed much of their secrets to our blessed father Garrison. It is through him that we are shown the nature of the chocolate realm. Researcher ████: We will discuss your leader in a later interview. For now- POI-3409-21: Our leader exists in many places, in many forms. Using the chocolate of transference, he has eyes and ears everywhere. Even before you, as we speak. He sees through us, and lives through us, just as we will live through the chocolate gods. You will fail to capture him. Researcher ████: Explain the nature of your loyalty to this person. POI-3409-21: The blessed father showed me the truth. He showed me that the genetic structure of the cacao tree, the giver of chocolate, cannot possibly have originated on this world. It was a gift from the chocolate deities, for which we must be eternally thankful for. I did not hesitate to eat his chocolate of salvation. If you were truly a man of science, you too would realize this truth. Researcher ████: Alright, let's try something else. You were harvesting the substance produced by the subjects imprisoned within the facility. What, exactly, do you hope to achieve by distributing it to civilians? POI-3409-21: You speak of the chocolate of repentance. The sacred blood of <UNKNOWN: "Shimbul'liera">, the giver of life, and blessed mother of <UNKNOWN: "Narzeil'larmarg">, the fallen, youngest of the chocolate gods, but in no way the least of them. The accursed false gods tried to destroy his body during the conflict of the deities, millennia ago, but failed to destroy him completely. Such is the magnificence of the chocolate gods. We shall use it to bring salvation to humanity and restore the fallen one. Researcher ████: I don't understand what that means- POI-3409-21: You will. If you wish to be saved, you would be wise to eat it, and feed it to the rest of the desecrators. Soon, chocolate will rain from the heavens, and the holy denizens of the chocolate realm will pour through, and claim what is rightfully theirs. Prepare, sinner, for his judgment is most severe. <End Log> Closing Statement: POI-3409-21 refused to answer subsequent questions, even when subjected to enhanced interrogation. + Interview Log 3409-2 - close Interview Log 3409-2 Interviewed: POI-3409-22 Interviewer: Dr. ██████ Foreword: One of the children recovered from the site of SCP-3409 was interviewed to determine the nature of their detainment. The subject was identified as ████ ██████, aged 10 years. <Begin Log> Dr. ██████: Good day, ████. How are you feeling? POI-3409-22: Who are you? Where is this place? Dr. ██████: I'm a doctor. This is a hospital. I'm here to help you, but you need to tell me what happened so I can understand how to help you. POI-3409-22: Have you seen my parents? They were taken into the building by the people who caught me. Dr. ██████: Yes, we have doctors treating them. Can you tell me what happened? POI-3409-22: I don't know. My family started getting sick one day. I woke up in bed, and my whole body was sore like I had the flu. The next thing I remembered was that I was at the building. There were other children. I- I thought I was dreaming, but I knew it was real. My hands looked all weird. There were these people talking. Then they took all the kids one by one and fed them some chocolate. After I ate it, I started feeling better. But they put us in cages and wouldn't tell us anything, or let us see our parents. But they said that they were our new family, and I got really scared. Dr. ██████: It's okay. you're safe now. Can you tell me what happened during the time? POI-3409-22: They sometimes talked in a weird language so we couldn't understand them, and they just gave us nothing but chocolate to eat. They forced us to say, uh, prayers in their language, and told us we wouldn't get to eat if we refused. I saw them drag a police officer into the building once. He was, like, half asleep or something, and couldn't fight back. I don't know what happened to him. After two days the police came… and then- and then- there was shooting- Dr. ██████: It's alright, ████. Take your time. POI-3409-22: Then the police found us and took us here… I want to see my parents. Dr. ██████: Thank you for your time, ████. I'll see what we can do. <End Log> Closing Statement: Subsequent investigations of the subject's residence revealed unmarked candy wrappers. Analysis indicated traces of chocolate contaminated with SCP-3409-A. Addendum 3409-1: The following document was discovered in the office of SCP-3409. Investigations indicated that the handwriting belonged to confectioner █████ Garrison.4 All attempts to locate the subject have been met with failure. The document is listed as follows. No. Your "best" isn't good enough. You will ask the chocolate gods for repentance for uttering such insolence to me, their blessed messenger. No more excuses; gather more sacrifices. They are growing impatient. Your faith is strong. I felt it the moment I chose you. As such, you must not fail me. We must complete this project as soon as possible, as time is precious. The chocolate gods are dying, because of our infidelity. Because of those accursed heretics. A future without the light of the chocolate gods is a dead future. They breathed their life into us with the gift of chocolate and our diseased species thanked them by spitting in their faces and shutting them out. Does that not sicken you? Don't you dare call yourself my acolyte, unless you are going to give your absolute best to further our cause. Find more martyrs by any means necessary. We need at least a hundred. Spare any children captured. Sacrificing them early would be a waste of potential; the adults would make better sacrifices. If need be, sacrifice some of the devotees under your command. Gain the trust of the children, and enlighten them with the chocolate truth. More followers will undoubtedly please the chocolate gods, and replace the ones that were martyred. Stay strong, my children, and you will be rewarded with eternal life. We must find enough martyrs to awaken the blessed harbinger of the chocolate realm, the mighty Narzeil'larmarg, the incarnation of the living message. Once we retrieve what was ours, we shall pave the path for the rest of the chocolate gods. This world will soon be made clean once more. Holy, holy, holy, are the denizens of the chocolate realm. Sing praise to the chocolate gods, feast upon the chocolate of salvation, and give offerings to Shimbul'liera, my children. The great reckoning is nigh. █████ Garrison, messenger of the chocolate gods. Footnotes 1. This group consists of 21 missing civilians, 7 homeless individuals, 5 police officers, and 3 cult members. 2. The subjects chant repeatedly as a result of the infection, ignoring all external stimuli. 3. With the exception of light originating from the terrestrial side of SCP-3409-B. 4. The subject is listed as a person of interest regarding an additional anomaly, designated SCP-3974. Personnel with the appropriate clearance level may consult the documentation for the event for more information. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3409" by xFox, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3409. 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: scan_01.jpg Author: xFox License: CC BY-SA 3.0 Source Link: SCP Foundation Wiki |
SCP-3410 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3410 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3410 is to be kept in an inanimate item storage locker equipped with motion-sensing devices. When vibration is detected, the liaison at the Unusual Incidents Unit's Foxburg office must be immediately notified of the activation event. The object is housed at Site 179 due to the Site's proximity to SCP-3410's target area of activation. Site 179 staff must include at least one individual who is able to play a nine-hole game of golf, and who owns at least one share of stock in the Quaker State oil company. It is recommended that multiple personnel fulfilling these criteria be available. Qualifying personnel must familiarize themselves with Procedure 410-Charleston. As repeated exposure has been found to increase an individual's susceptibility to the item's influence, no individual should be a participant in Procedure 410-Charleston on more than three occasions. Description: SCP-3410 is a hand-hammered gutta percha rubber golf ball, a type commonly used near the end of the 19th century. Its surface is marked with a semi-regular rectangular grid pattern; the initials MC&D are stamped along one seam. It shows signs of wear consistent with occasional use, but has not noticeably aged since its acquisition by the Bureau of Investigations in 1931. Activation events occur between three months and three years after the most recent activation event. SCP-3410 will begin to vibrate, producing an audible rattle or rustle against surfaces or within containers. After approximately 24 hours, this vibration will abruptly cease, and SCP-3410 will translocate into the vicinity of the current owner (hereafter SCP-3410-A) of the Foxburg Country Club in Foxburg, PA. It will continue to reappear in this manner while active, regardless of having been damaged or destroyed. The presence of SCP-3410 exerts a cognitohazardous effect on SCP-3410-A. They will experience a desire to seek out an owner (hereafter SCP-3410-B) of the Quaker State oil company and engage them in a game of golf at Foxburg Country Club.1 During this game, the behavior of both individuals and some elements of gameplay will be influenced by the anomaly. SCP-3410-A will experience a continuous series of misfortunes during the activation event. It is unclear whether the anomaly locally affects causality, or merely manipulates SCP-3410-A's perceptions and emotions to maximize negative outcomes. If SCP-3410-A does not have access to a suitable SCP-3410-B or the golf course at Foxburg Country Club, they will attempt to find substitutes. The level of hostility displayed by SCP-3410-A increases markedly the more different the activation event becomes from the target conditions.2 SCP-3410-B is also subject to a minor cognitohazardous effect, which reduces their reactive empathy towards SCP-3410-A. However, neither participant suffers long-term anomalous ill effects. Correct execution of Procedure 410-Charleston can limit the altercation between SCP-3410-A and SCP-3410-B to a heated exchange of words on the green of the ninth hole.3 The time between activation events is longer when a procedure is successful, and shorter if it fails. Successful activation events are characterized by the presence and sincerity of an apology and acceptance at the conclusion of the final argument, as described below. In procedures where a sarcastic "fake apology" was used instead,4 the next activation occurred during the worst weather conditions possible in the timeframe. Foxburg Country Club's status as a US historical property precludes its acquisition by the Foundation at this time. Therefore, containment of SCP-3410 will require the cooperation of the Unusual Incidents Unit in Procedure 410-Charleston for the forseeable future. Procedure 410-Charleston: This partial transcript is intended to familiarize security and medical personnel with key features of Procedure 410-Charleston. Potential participants should also review complete instructions in Document 3410-1b. - Open video transcript - Close transcript Video Description: Procedure 410-Charleston concludes with an argument, as shown in the example transcript below. Participants are Agent Frank Auerbach (UIU Foxburg: SCP-3410-A) and Dr. Alice Dunlop (Level 1 researcher, Site 179: SCP-3410-B). < Begin Transcript > Auerbach: And then the fucking hornets! Auerbach swats at his arms and torso. Both participants are emerging from tangled undergrowth north of the green. Auerbach: This painkiller gel just runs right off when I fucking sweat and it hurts all over again! Dunlop: Look I'm really, really sorry about the chicken dance after you stepped on that nest. You're right, it wasn't funny, I just… Auerbach: You just thought it was goddamn funny! I swear to god, Alice, if I hadn't tripped over this — Auerbach forcefully throws SCP-3410 into a nearby stand of trees. It bounces off a tree trunk, striking him in the face. He doubles over, clutching his face and swearing. The participants are silent for a short time as medical staff examine Auerbach's face and give him an icepack for the developing bruise on his forehead. Dunlop: It could be worse. You know Chang and Haraldson had to do it during the blizzard of '93. Auerbach: Yeah that was REAL comforting. The first forty times you fucking said it. Dunlop: What the hell else am I supposed to say? I said "Duck" when that duck flew behind you on the fourth fairway and you tripped over it! Auerbach: Well you could have said "Stop," first of all — Dunlop: That wouldn't have helped! Auerbach: Ever since we got out here it's like everything you do is tailor made to fuck up my day! Dunlop: It wasn't a plan, Frank! It's just fucking golf! Auerbach: …Goddammit, Alice. Fucking finally. Okay. Auerbach glowers, then sighs and extends a hand. Auerbach: I'm sorry I was such an ass. The participants exchange a firm handshake. Dunlop: It's okay, Frank. You did good. The concluding argument may or may not include an apology on the part of SCP-3410-A and/or acceptance of said apology by SCP-3410-B. Regardless, following this argument, the activation event is complete. SCP-3410 will cease to influence the minds of the participants, and may be returned to containment. The participants should nonetheless be separated promptly to avoid a non-anomalous renewal of hostilities. Recovery: SCP-3410 has been in the custody of the US government in some capacity since 1931. It was brought to the attention of J. Edgar Hoover by the heirs of its original target, Foxburg Country Club founder Joseph Mickle Fox. Several current and former elected US officials, non-UIU members of the FBI, and descendants of the Fox family are aware of the item's existence. They are not considered a containment risk at this time. The Foundation first learned of SCP-3410 in 2007. Then-President George W. Bush made use of a secure phone line in the Oval Office, designed to allow direct communication with the Foundation in case of emergencies. - Open audio log - Close log Date of Log: September 26th, 2007. Purpose: Preliminary request for cooperation in containment of SCP-3410. Interviewees: George W. Bush (President, United States of America); Dr. Justine Higginbottom (Director, SCP Site 179), Shawn Haeger (Director, Unusual Incidents Unit) < Begin Log > Dr. Higginbottom: Mr. President. Dr. Justine Higginbottom here; Site 179 is standing by. What's the situation? Mr. Bush: No immediate threat, Dr. Higginbottom. We recontaminated, the ah, this afternoon's irregularity, with no loss of life. Dr. Higginbottom: One of ours? Security hasn't detected a breach — Mr. Bush: No, ma'am. No, Doctor H., this was something our boys in black let slip through their radar. And it occurred to me you Foundation folks do a heck of a job with these little squirrely ones, you know what I mean? Dr. Higginbottom: (Brief pause.) So this was a containment breach for an item in the custody of the Unusual Incidents Unit. If it's been recontained, where does the Foundation factor in? Mr. Bush: It's kind of hard to explain, Doctor H. Look — you know that moon snake? Comes after me every full moon since I took the oath? I mean, the first time I got elected, Dad pulled me aside and gave me the talk. And I understand that, you know, I have to man up to the plate. But the last thing I need right now is another piece of junk out of Hoover's basement5 jumping in from nowhere to ruin the one part of my day I still actually enjoy. I was worried sick I'd have to deal with this crap every month, too. But our Mr. Haeger here tells me it was a god damn accident, pardon my French, ma'am. Dr. Higginbottom: You're saying you were personally targeted by the anomaly. Mr. Bush: Exactly, that is exactly what happened, Doctor H. Apparently, this thing here is a translo- Shawn, what did you call it a minute ago? Mr. Haeger: A trans-locational irregularity with a periodic active targeting state, sir. Mr. Bush: In regular English, Shawn. Mr. Haeger: It teleports to the targeted individual upon activation, which occurs every — Mr. Bush: Thank you, that's what I was asking. Did you get that, Doctor H? Dr. Higginbottom: (Brief pause.) Yes indeed, Mr. President, that does bring some clarity to this afternoon's events. And speaking of the "moon snake," SCP-2762… this wouldn't happen to relate to some sort of attempt to alter the item's targeting condition, would it? On the Oval Office end of the line, several voices can be heard shouting at once. Mr. Bush, Mr. Haeger, and two other individuals were identified. Mr. Bush: Well you didn't shoot it to the god damn moon this time, Shawn, and that's about the only thing your people did right. Some pencil-pushing egghead thought an irregular golf ball that goes after the owner of a national landmark would be a good idea to nationalize. It's just fucking golf, it's not rocket science, right guys? Mr. Haeger: Mr. President, with all due respect — Mr. Bush: I was trying to speak to the Doctor, here. Doctor, I'm calling you to ask if the Foundation will take this thing off our hands. Dr. Higginbottom: Hypothetically… on behalf of my own Site, Mr. President, we'd be interested. Soon afterwards, a transfer of custody was approved by the joint review committee, as required by the US - Foundation Treaty of 1948. Under the terms of this transfer, UIU Foxburg will cooperate in any procedure the Foundation develops, provided such procedure does not conflict with US law. Based on available documentary evidence, the dispute which led Quaker State Oil Company's founder and first president, H.J. "Bud" Crawford, to commission SCP-3410 appears to have been minor. However, after 1895, Fox and Crawford only communicated with one another about activation events. The two men cooperated in attempting to keep SCP-3410's effects a secret until Fox's failing health left him unable to play golf, shortly before his death in 1918. The following letter was obtained from Crawford's personal effects after his death in 1953. It is the earliest written record of the anomaly. - Open cease and desist letter Close letter From the offices of Marshall, Carter [COGNITOHAZARD REMOVED] Dark, To the right hon. Harold Jennings Crawford, Sir, You shall cease and desist from initiating further communications directed to Marshall, Carter and Dark, to its facilities, or to persons in its employ. By reading thus far you have already viewed the means by which your compliance will be assured. As per previous correspondence, you sought our expertise in the resolution of a matter which you now, with vulgarity, decry as unworthy of the effort. You, sir, then disputed the price offered for prompt manufacture of the specified article. As was communicated to you at the time, the party who did accept a commission for the amount of your counter-offer was already on probationary status, due to persistent deficiencies in the quality and exactness of completed work. Their contract with us has since been discontinued. Do enjoy your purchase, sir. Farewell, Hezekiah Carter, Esq. February 2nd, 1899 Footnotes 1. Ownership of one share of stock is sufficient to replicate the target conditions. 2. Records show that if SCP-3410-A is restrained or otherwise limited in mobility and thus unable to play golf, they will experience intense emotional disturbance for approximately five hours, after which the next activation event will occur at the earliest possible time. 3. Personnel who participate in a successful procedure are encouraged to apply for certification in the containment of cognitohazards. 4. Such as the October 1992 activation event documented by the UIU. 5. Colloqiual term among members of the US government for anomalies under the jurisdiction of the Unusual Incidents Unit. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3410" by mayoculpa, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3410. 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-3411 | keter | Item #: SCP-3411 Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents embedded in postal services are to intercept all instances of SCP-3411 in circulation1 and bring them into containment at Site-22. Pursuit of the entity or entities behind the creation of SCP-3411 instances is not currently authorized. Attendant NR is to work with containment teams as a liaison to the O5 Council2. Any coffin structures that appear as a result of SCP-3411 are to be delivered to Research Installation 9 for proper handling and disposal. Suitable cover stories are to be disseminated for all deaths that occur as a result of uncontained SCP-3411 instances. Description: SCP-3411 is the collective designation for an as-of-yet unknown number of written messages which are periodically delivered to children of eleven years of age who live in the state of New York. All instances of SCP-3411 are contained in envelopes possessing a seal bearing the writing 'THE NEW YORK'S GLORIOUS CHILDREN'S BATTALION', with the image of what is presumed to be some form of firearm above said writing. The design of the firearm in question does not correlate with any known non-anomalous design. Instances of SCP-3411 appear to spontaneously manifest in transit via the US Postal Service, rather than originating in any known location. The length of time between batches of SCP-3411 instances being sent out is also variable; with gaps of weeks, months and years being recorded. SCP-3411 instances display no anomalous properties until they are read by the specific individual to whom they were addressed. Several hours after reading the instance of SCP-3411, the individual in question will suddenly disappear. No methods have been found capable of preventing this event. In some cases, metal coffin structures have appeared in the location of SCP-3411-related disappearances several years later, invariably containing the corpse of the disappeared individual. In all cases, these corpses have been dressed in some form of military uniform bearing a 'THE NEW YORK'S GLORIOUS CHILDREN'S BATTALION' badge. In cases where, due to significant damage, the corpse of the individual is not of sufficient size for clothing, this uniform is instead neatly folded on top of the coffin. Addendum 3411-1: The following is the written contents of all known instances of SCP-3411. RECRUITING FOR THE NEW YORK'S GLORIOUS CHILDREN'S BATTALION YOUR EXTRA-GOVERNMENT CALLS UPON LEVY AS AGREED UPON 1892 REGRETTABLY THE WAR CONTINUES THERE IS NO TIME FOR CHANGE IT IS YOUR TIME FOR YOUR TURN, PLEASE FORGIVE GET READY - WE EMBARK TONIGHT ! PARL VASTA ! Addendum 3411-2: On 11/22/2017, a metal coffin structure appeared at the former residence of the Green family, containing the living Samuel Green. Green had disappeared three years earlier as a result of exposure to an instance of SCP-3411. Upon manifestation, Green was observed to have lost both legs and the function of one eye, presumably from conditions following his disappearance. After the current residents of the house contacted police, SCP-3411 containment teams were also informed and made their way to the residence. However, due to a miscommunication between the containment teams, Attendant NR prematurely dosed Samuel Green with amnestics before he could be properly interviewed on his experiences. Due to this negligent act, Attendant NR has been formally reprimanded for their improper conduct. Further action has not been deemed necessary. Addendum 3411-3 (File 1892-EXT-DIPLOMATIC-O5/EoI-2212) Close Log TRANSCRIPT SEALED BY ORDER OF O5 COMMAND Close Log Footnotes 1. Although evidence suggests that instances of SCP-3411 are slipping through this screening process, no plans are currently in effect for alteration of containment procedures. 2. I don't quite understand why contact with the O5 is necessary for this anomaly. Can we have some clarification on this? - Dr. Tilbark ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3411" by Tanhony, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3411. 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-3412 | safe | Item #: SCP-3412 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3412 is contained in a secure item storage locker in Site-19. Further requests for testing are to be submitted to a Level Three researcher, and are considered low-priority. Description: SCP-3412 is a CD labeled "Life in a Peaceful New World". Three songs are contained on the disc, the first two being the entirety of the album Life in a Peaceful New World1 by noise musician Mo*Te. The untitled third song is not present on the original album, and contains several heavily modified excerpts of the first two songs placed throughout the track, layered over two distinct droning trumpets and guitar feedback. Attempts to transfer the song to digital storage for further analysis universally fail. Subjects listening to SCP-3412 become unable to perceive other sounds until they listen to completion. During playback, various types of non-anomalous centipedes will manifest in a variable but consistently small area where SCP-3412 is being played as dirt gradually covers any surface not already covered in dirt. Following completion of the album, all dirt manifested by SCP-3412 will disappear. Twenty minutes into the third song, a spoken word section will play over the instrumentation. The identity of the speaker is unknown, and all attempts at discerning the identity have been unsuccessful. + Spoken word transcript - Spoken word transcript I've cut out bits of my heart for invasive fish to eat. They flock to me as I sit by the lake, expecting more every dusk I return. How do I stop now? It would be nice if I could devour them instead. [Forty-four seconds of silence from the speaker.] Every bit of this shell is brittle. There's no sense in maintenance. Youth breaks it down as well as experience hastily puts it in place. When I finish boring the hole in my bed's wall, where will I go from there? There will be no one to bear witness as my cords deafen, and my head fills with helium. Proselytizing is all that is left. A faith of nothing but nothing, and hoping it will reward dutifully. [Fifteen seconds of silence from the speaker, after which trumpets switch to performing dissonant swing music.] I wish I could still say I was scared. Were I to say I had fear for my actions, would there be sympathy remaining? No… no, I know. What does it matter for my house to rot and its structure to collapse if a hole is left to watch over the remains? For those who knew me to attest to my character? For my legacy as one who only gave, and did nothing but politely smile, until my teeth gave out? Who would continue to feast on my ligaments? A stronger man than I would continue to smile and be remembered as forgettable but dutiful. I can never be that man. If there is anything the world will remember me by, it's for what I never accomplished. [Violent coughing is heard for twelve seconds.] Would assertion have solved any particular issue? Maybe not. Even so, I wouldn't have left without guilt weighing on my senses. My next form would have been more elegant, perhaps. Tendons will be all the net worth I share with the trees outside. Bones and matter will be my moth's nutrients. Everything said is logical. I know because I've born witness to it before. So perhaps I — [Violent coughing sporadically is heard over the next twenty-three minutes and twelve seconds, followed by four minutes of silence from the speaker.] Soon, I'll either climb up towards Hell or tunnel into stillbirth again. - Spoken word transcript Incident 3412-B: On 06/11/17, during final rounds of testing to ascertain SCP-3412's range of effect, the portable CD player SCP-3412 was tested on ran out of power partway through the final song's spoken word section. The player's batteries were subsequently replaced and the test resumed; personnel affected by SCP-3412's auditory anomaly then reported hearing muffled sounds approximating fanfare music in addition to SCP-3412. Almost all affected personnel continued to hear these sounds until nine minutes after the album had concluded. The sole exception was Doctor Hyden Lear, who reported tinnitus and hearing the sounds of pencil scribbling for approximately 70 hours after the fact. Dr. Lear requested a site transfer and accompanying Class-C amnestics the next day, citing stress over SCP-3412. Transfer request was granted. Footnotes 1. Only released on cassette as a limited edition release. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3412" by Decibelles, from the SCP Wiki. Source: https://scpwiki.com/scp-3412. 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-3413 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3413 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3413 is to be monitored by the Foundation webcrawler program I/O Kiwi. Any uploads will automatically be saved to a secured Foundation server and deleted from the channel. Downloaded episodes are to be immediately reviewed by containment specialists. Individuals expressing the belief that any information in an SCP-3413 video was not always true are to be detained and interviewed. Non-Foundation personnel are to be administered a Class-B amnestic following interview. Description: SCP-3413 is a channel on the video-sharing website YouTube titled "Safari Dave's Wild World!!". The majority of videos are done in the style of a wildlife documentary, narrated by "Safari Dave", referred to as SCP-3413-A. Each episode focuses on a different animal. SCP-3413-A is a human male of average build, approximately 50-60 years of age. He appears in clothes typical of an Amazonian safari, and speaks with an exaggerated Australian accent. As the host of SCP-3413, it provides information regarding the featured animal- including habitat, diet, and methods of survival within their own ecosystem. The majority of this information is accurate, however, occasional episodes include falsified or otherwise incorrect statements. Thirty minutes after uploading a video to SCP-3413, any incorrect statement contained within the video will become true. Records, memories, and the animals themselves will be retroactively altered as if the statement had not been in error. Only the memories of those who have watched the episode prior to this alteration will be unaffected. SCP-3413 was discovered after various personnel in Foundation zoological divisions noted perceived discrepancies between reality and their memories of reality, primarily concerning the spelling of "giraffe". Several researchers, including one specializing in ungulates, reported that the correct spelling was "girraffe". The affected personnel were referred to psychological counselling and interrogated. It was discovered that Chief Researcher ██████ had encountered SCP-3413 after it was shown to him by a close family member, and he in turn had shared it with several members of his department. SCP-3413 was quickly contained. Attached are summaries of the content of SCP-3413's videos, including a partial transcript of the "Q&A special". + Video Logs - HIDE Title: TROUBLE IN THE WATER!! CROCODILES!! Summary: SCP-3413-A talks about a wide variety of crocodiles from across the globe, focusing on the crushing strength of their jaws and in one segment imitating the sounds that "you would probably make if you were trapped in the jaws of a crocodile", which goes on for several minutes. Claimed Errors: The video states the common saltwater crocodile can grow to sizes over 7 meters in length and weigh over 1,000 kg. Affected persons claim that this is significantly larger than any known crocodile, which tend to be 20-30 cm in length. Title: LARGE AND IN CHARGE!! GIRAFFES!! Summary: SCP-3413-A describes the African giraffe, focusing on its incredible size and informing the viewer it would "probably crush you to death" if it stepped on them. Much of the runtime observes giraffes eating leaves with no additional commentary. Claimed Errors: The video title refers to animals in the genus Giraffa as "giraffes". According to affected persons, the correct spelling is "girraffes", and all previous text documentation of girraffes has been altered to reflect this new spelling. For the sake of convenience, Foundation personnel are to use the generally accepted spelling outside of this article. Title: NATURE'S DEADLIEST PREDATOR!? CHEETAHS!! Summary: SCP-3413-A describes a variety of cheetah species, focusing on their elegance when attacking prey. The video features an 11-minute long, unbroken segment in which SCP-3413-A observes two cheetahs devouring an antelope. The camera angle causes the back of SCP-3413-A's head and torso to obscure the feeding from view for the entirety of the sequence. SCP-3413-A is silent during the feeding except for occasional exclamations of "Would you look at that!" and "Crikey!". The video ends without credits. Claimed Errors: SCP-3413-A describes cheetahs as being able to run at excess of 96.5 km/h. According to affected persons, the speed of an adult cheetah does not exceed that of an average human. Notes: SCP-3413-A begins the video with a joke, asking "Why can't you play poker in the jungle? There are too many cheetahs!". At least one Africa-based SCP containment site complained about their monthly poker night being cancelled due to unforeseen circumstances involving [DATA EXPUNGED]. Title: I FOUND BALOO!! SUN BEARS!! Summary: The video centers around the Malaysian sun bear, also known as the "honey bear". Sun bears are found in tropical forest habitats in Southeast Asia. They are smaller than any other bear species, highly aggressive when startled, and are famous for their tongues (which can grow up to 20-25 cm long). Their heads are unusually broad and heavy in proportion to their body, and their morphology indicates adaptation for extensive climbing. Claimed Errors: According to affected persons, the animal does not exist. Title: TROBLE (sic) IN THE WATER!! CROCODILES!! Summary: The video appears to be an earlier version of the first video. There is significantly less editing and the sound is poorly mixed, making it difficult to discern SCP-3413-A's dialogue. The most prominent difference between this iteration and the finished product is the presence of audio between SCP-3413-A and an unknown party, which continues after the video cuts to black. The following is a transcript of the additional audio. <Begin Log> SCP-3413-A: Was that good? I thought that one was really good. Unknown: You can drop the accent, dude. We're done. SCP-3413-A: (The rest of SCP-3413-A's speech has a noticeable Midwestern accent) Oh! Sorry. You kind of get used to doing the voice. (Laughter) Unknown: Yeah, yeah. Listen, Dave. Can I level with you for a second? SCP-3413-A: Go ahead and shoot. Well, not literally! (Weak laughter) Unknown: All the stuff you said about the crocodiles, like, you said there are crocodiles that are 20 feet long. You know none of that is true, right? SCP-3413-A: What the hell are you talking about? You saw them yourself, they were huge! Unknown: I know I saw- look, it's just… I used to live in Florida, before (Unintelligible) didn't look like that. They were like, salamander-sized. You'd wake up in the morning and there would be gators scurrying around in the bathroom. I thought that you were, like, showing off weird mutant crocodiles that grew super big off radiation or something, but then you said that they were all that big. That's just not true. SCP-3413-A: You're just not remembering it right! I know how big crocodiles are. You saw how big they were. My son, he used to draw them all the time, I remember- Unknown: This isn't about your kid! Sarah told you, (Unintelligible) you, I told you. Your son is wrong. Sarah's a veterinarian, for Christ's sake. Your son doesn't know more about animals than her. SCP-3413-A: You've never even met him. He's a genius. Unknown: You've barely- how long has it been since you even talked to him? Why don't you call him up right now and ask him if sun bears are real? (Silence) Unknown: Like, how old was he when (Unintelligible) like six, right? Maybe he changed his mind. SCP-3413-A: He's a genius. He knows everything about animals. He's going to run a zoo when he grows up- Unknown: When he grows up? Do you realize how long ago that was? He's probably got his own kids by now. SCP-3413-A: You'll see. You haven't seen the sun bears yet. My son loves the bears. He'll know exactly what they are when he sees them. He- (The video ends) Title: LIVE Q&A WITH SAFARI DAVE!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!! Summary: This video was a livestream, featuring SCP-3413-A sitting in front of a desk in a middle-class apartment, in which he outlines his plans for the channel, expresses exhilaration that his series has "been so successful", and briefly answers questions submitted in chat. The only viewers were Foundation personnel member [REDACTED], username "lionlover09", and zoological research team member [REDACTED], username "armlessTiger" <Begin Log> SCP-3413-A: Alright, blokes and sheilas! It's time to answer some of your questions! I don't have a lot of time today, but I know a lot of you have been wanting to get some answers out of ol' Safari Dave, so here's your chance! lionlover09: where do you live SCP-3413-A: lionlover09 says, "Where do you live?" Ah, that's a great question, but I'm afraid I can't answer that. I have to protect me and my mates' privacy! armlessTiger: Can you tell us more about yourself? SCP-3413-A: armlessTiger says, "Can you tell us more about yourself?" Well, there isn't a lot to say. This isn't a show about Safari Dave, it's a show about the animals! lionlover09: why do u make these vids SCP-3413-A: lionlover09 says, "Why do you make these 'vids'?" Well… does anyone in here remember Steve Irwin? He might have been before your time. Steve Irwin was just about the coolest guy who ever lived. He was the Crocodile Hunter! My son used to watch the Crocodile Hunter whenever it was on. I could hardly pull the little anklebiter away from the TV! He loved it so much. Mr. Irwin may be no longer with us, but I thought… maybe I could do that, you know? It would make my son happy. And now, here we are! So many fans, so much love. lionlover09: why do u lie SCP-3413-A: Oh, it's lionlover again. Curious little tyke, ain't ya? "Why do you l-" Oh, oh no, I'm sorry. I don't lie. I just make mistakes. I just… even great adventurers like Safari Dave don't know everything about animals. Sometimes I say the wrong thing. I'm sorry. I tend to forget. I mix it up. I mix up so many things now. But the kids always know when I slip up. My son, he knows everything about animals. armlessTiger: Where did you get your information on the sun bears? SCP-3413-A: armlessTiger says, "Where did you get your information on the sun bears?" That's easy! I got all my research from my son! He's a genius when it comes to animals, he knew everything about sun bears. He even knew about sun bears before there were sun bears at all! They're his favorite animal. He used to draw them all the time, and they were the most curious looking creatures you ever saw! armlessTiger: Can you tell us more about your son? SCP-3413-A: "Can you tell us more about your son?" I- I don't even know where to begin. He's the light of my life. He loves animals. He drew all the time, he'd watch the Crocodile Hunter and then he'd be drawing crocodiles or panthers or whatever it was on the TV. He'd do it for hours. He'd draw the craziest critters, things that looked so wild you couldn't believe they existed at all, and then he'd go "Dad, it's a sun bear." Can you believe it? All of this is because of him. lionlover09: where is ur son SCP-3413-A: "Where is-" Oh. Well. He's not here. He's with his mom. But I know he's doing fine. He's probably studying animals, or building zoos, or doing something so amazing that we don't even have a word for it yet! That's the kind of kid he is. He's going places. armlessTiger: Can you tell us where your son lives? SCP-3413-A: I'm sorry. I really shouldn't be talking about this anymore. I mean, hey, this is Safari Dave's Wild World! We're all about the animals here. Anybody have any suggestions for animals they want to see Safari Dave tackle next? (SCP-3413-A waited twenty minutes for additional questions before finally exiting the livestream) Addendum: Most videos end with a brief credits sequence. Investigation into the names shown revealed that most did not correspond to real individuals. Lester █████, identified as being "camera crew" on the fourth video, was traced to project housing in Detroit, and interrogated. + Interview 3413-1 - HIDE Interviewed: Lester █████ Interviewer: Dr. Redfearn <Begin Log> Dr. Redfearn: How did you come to know Safari Dave? Lester: I didn't really know him at all. I just saw the job offer and took it. They paid for my plane ticket, my hotel room, everything. I needed a job like that. Dr. Redfearn: What was it like working with him? Lester: You could tell the guy was weird. Definitely- what's the word- senile? He forgot everything. We'd be all ready to shoot, and then we'd have to wait for him because he didn't bring his binoculars or whatever. We had to feed him his lines through an earpiece, he'd forget 'em. And he talked about his kid all the time. The way he told it, you'd think this kid was Einstein. And like I said, he'd forget everything. So once he was through talking your ear off about his kid, he'd tell you about the same damn thing he just finished telling you. Dr. Redfearn: Did you notice anything unusual about the filming? Lester: Nothing except that he had no idea what he was doing. He couldn't manage a budget, he couldn't set up a camera. We wasted so much time. Every night he'd wake us up at some ungodly hour and we'd go out and film the bears all day. Long after he'd recorded all his scenes, he still had us filming the bears for a week. He acted like he never wanted it to end. Dr. Redfearn: Was there anything else that concerned you? Lester: Well, I mean, nothing major. It's kind of stupid. Dr. Redfearn: It's no trouble at all. Lester: The atmosphere was wrong. It felt fake. Everyone else had worked with Dave before, and they all acted like they were humoring him, like they were all playing a joke on him. Whenever he was out of sight, they'd shit-talk him. They said that sun bears weren't even real. I don't really get it. They all saw the bears. Dr. Redfearn: Were you aware of the existence of sun bears prior to filming? Lester: No. I mean, I didn't think it was a really famous animal or anything. Most people probably don't know about them. Dr. Redfearn: Do you have any idea why your coworkers didn't think sun bears were real? Lester: Like I said, I have no clue. They probably just remembered it wrong. Or they're crazy. I can't think of any other reasons. 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SCP-3414 | safe | SCP-3414 prior to initial containment. Note writing on side of SCP-3414. Item #: SCP-3414 Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3414 is currently under the administration of the Kenyan Slum Cleanliness Programme (KSCP), a Foundation-affiliated slum upgrading initiative. For concealment purposes, it has been incorporated into KSCP's administrative building in the Kibera district. SCP-3414's entrance is to be secured with a pair of steel braces to prevent accidental activation; the braces should only be retracted for experimental or feeding purposes. Once a month, a live sedated pig (or weight-equivalent livestock) is to be introduced into SCP-3414. SCP-3414 should then be rinsed with fresh water and nonsynthetic disinfectant. Description: SCP-3414 is a public latrine located in Kibera, Nairobi. Like its neighbouring units, it contains a single pour-flush toilet opening into a shared underground pit. The words "BEWARE SNAKE!!" are written on the side of SCP-3414; its origin is unknown as it appears to predate the initial manifestation of SCP-3414's anomalous effects. SCP-3414 activates when a live warm-blooded organism exceeding roughly 20kg in weight enters it completely. If left unobstructed, SCP-3414's door will then shut for the following 10-12 minutes. Reinforced observational devices placed within SCP-3414 have recorded the following during this period: Local direction of gravity shifting in a periodic pitching/rolling motion "Twisting" of ceiling and walls to crush and churn introduced foreign material. This process is invariably fatal for SCP-3414's occupants. Notably, SCP-3414's walls appear structurally sound when inspected afterwards, but remain slightly warm and pliable to the touch for 6-8 hours following deactivation. Dark brown slurry ejecting from the toilet at an estimated rate of 10kg/s. Slurry is largely composed of leaves (5%), partially-digested biological tissue (22%), and freshwater (76%). Testing of biomatter suggests primarily piscine origin, though mammalian and avian skeletal remains have also been found. At the end of the activation period, the slurry along with crushed organic remains is evacuated back into the toilet under suction. SCP-3414's internal structure will further distort to accomodate the evacuation of all organic material within itself, though with some selectiveness. Notably, SCP-3414 tends to avoid ingesting skulls, crushing them but not evacuating them through its toilet. Microbiological profile of the slurry matches similar readouts from samples collected in the Amazon basin, specifically along the lower course of the Rio Negro. This finding is corroborated by genetic profiling of leaves and tissue remains, further narrowing the region of origin as Anavilhanas National Park in Brazil. The waste pit below SCP-3414 has been examined and deemed to be non-anomalous. Analysis of pit waste revealed no sign of SCP-3414's ingested material, warranting further investigation into SCP-3414's ingestion process. Addendum 01: Ingestion log Date Activation length Subject Remarks 05/09/2017 10 min (approx.) J. Mwangi Initial SCP-3414 activation. Subject could not be recovered. Identity of subject confirmed by DNA analysis of biological remnants and bone fragments. Presence of non-human DNA in the remains as well as unusual circumstances of death alerted contacts in local law enforcement, who brought the anomaly to Foundation attention. 06/10/2017 0 min 52 s Agent S. Kamau Triggered by subject following initial containment. Subject reported being quickly overwhelmed by ejected slurry, with SCP-3414's walls contorting to immobilise him. Subject was then forcefully drawn into SCP-3414's toilet feet-first, resulting in crushing injury to both legs up to the kneecap. Subsequent forcing open of SCP-3414's door interrupted the ingestion process, allowing subject's rescue. Subject was able to be stabilised on the spot, but expired 3 days later following complications from sepsis. 10/10/2017 11 min 33 s Live sedated pig Inserted to determine activation threshold. Head and torso of subject left crushed but uningested, suggesting selectiveness on part of SCP-3414. Addendum 02: Updated containment procedures On 04/05/2018, SCP-3414 ejected a large amount of brown slurry from its toilet without activating beforehand. Slurry was substantially more acidic than previous ejections, bearing a pH of 2 and containing high concentrations of hydrochloric acid. Following cleanup, SCP-3414's walls began to 'peel', shedding a translucent mucous-like substance and leaking a dilute red liquid later identified as blood. Ejections continued every few hours over the course of the next few days, severely complicating existing waste disposal measures owing to the location of the containment site. Meanwhile, genetic analysis of the blood revealed that it belonged to a single individual of Eunectes murinus (Green anaconda). Further CBC testing revealed abnormally low prealbumin levels, suggesting acute malnutrition. Following the advice of resident herpetologist Dr. S. Nyongo, it was decided that live organic material be administered to SCP-3414 to alleviate this new complication. Delivery of one live pig into SCP-3414 caused the ejections to cease at once, and was accompanied by what attending researchers described as a high-pitched hissing sound coming from the ground. Subsequently, containment procedures were updated to their current iteration to involve regular delivery of livestock into SCP-3414. |
SCP-3415 | euclid | Item #: SCP-3415 Special Containment Procedures: Maintenance Team-3415, consisting of Class-C personnel cycled in biyearly from a candidate pool, is stationed at SCP-3415's containment area. Two members of Maintenance Team-3415, trained as plainclothes guards, are to maintain a constant presence outside the building.1 The building containing SCP-3415 is officially registered as condemned. Any unauthorized individual attempting to access the premises is to be apprehended, interrogated, and administered amnestics before release. Maintenance Team-3415 are to maintain a Standard Foundation Monitoring Post located outside of the cubicle housing SCP-3415. Any discrepancies in idle anomalous activity are to be logged and noted. Entry into the cubicle containing SCP-3415 outside of research sessions must be granted by the current head of Maintenance Team-3415. Time spent within the cubicle must not exceed more than one minute at a time due to risk of unpredictable anomalous behaviour. Currently, 34 instances of SCP-3415-1 remain onsite in varying storage units in SCP-3415's containment area. An additional 59 instances have been transported to Site-16 for research purposes and are to be kept in Storage Locker 18G outside of testing sessions. Description: SCP-3415 is a mind-affecting phenomenon involving the individual known as Jocelyn Blom2 and her position as a HR Representative for a small, now-defunct accounting firm. SCP-3415 is comprised of numerous anomalous alterations and cognitohazards applied to the space within Cubicle 11I, situated on the second floor of an office building located on the outskirts of Nottingham, England. The effects of SCP-3415 primarily manifest mentally with tenuous visual-audio elements. SCP-3415 can be triggered by an individual in two ways: Learning of any basic knowledge regarding Jocelyn Blom's identity. This includes details such as her full name3, place of birth or association with ████ ██████ When an individual observes any visible portion of Cubicle 11I. This also extends to any visible portion of Jocelyn Blom at her workspace. When triggered, SCP-3415 will implant specific information regarding Jocelyn Blom into the mind of the affected individual. This information is not memetic in nature and does not override existing knowledge an individual might have involving Jocelyn Blom, who is busy. Analysis of the information delivered by SCP-3415 has determined that the anomaly's primary purpose is to convince an individual that Jocelyn Blom: Is currently present in her cubicle. Is able to complete any work assigned to her before the end of the workday. Is due for a promotion soon. Will not be disturbed for any reason that does not involve the assignment of unfinished work. Is currently not in a different location outside of her cubicle. Is responsible for all instances of SCP-3415-1 Will not be punished in any manner if she is found breaking company policy or disobeying authority figures of any kind. Is not responsible for the kidnapping and murder of ████ ██████, a 22-year old vagrant who was last reported in a local homeless shelter on ██/██/████. This individual has yet to be located. Additionally, SCP-3415 implants the belief that an individual known as Lsaac Forster is responsible for the kidnapping and murder of ████ ██████. Of note is that the information transmitted regarding Lsaac Forster might be an error caused by the structure of SCP-3415's anomaly; an employee by the name Isaac Foster was noted to have worked in Cubicle 11D from a length of time spanning 2007 to 20██4. Lsaac Forster is interpreted as a separate individual from Isaac Foster by individuals exposed to SCP-3415's effects and can only be described as the responsible culprit for ████ ██████'s murder. Visual observation of SCP-3415 will display the presence of Jocelyn Blom at her workstation in Cubicle 11I. Individuals have been unable to describe exact details of Jocelyn Blom's appearance and behaviour beyond information enforced by SCP-3415. Attempts to capture visual record of Jocelyn Blom has consistently resulted in severe corruption of the produced images. On multiple occasions individuals have reported having been able to hold conversation with Jocelyn Blom, but were unable to describe the nature, topic or content of any discussion. Attempts at interviews have lead to transcripted logs becoming instances of SCP-3415-1. All transcripted replies from Jocelyn Blom in these logs are replaced by her signature, regardless of context. Attempting to remain within Cubicle 11I for longer than five minutes at a time will induce a secondary effect that compels the individuals to immediately exit the space. Affected individuals report mild disorientation upon exiting, citing a desire to leave Jocelyn Blom alone during work hours. Inspection of Cubicle 11I is difficult due to SCP-3415's effects extending to the state of numerous objects located within its space; these items also cannot be retrieved from their original locations and are not considered to be instances of SCP-3415-1. Various analytical sessions have determined Cubicle 11I contains the following: A standard office desk with two wheeled chairs. No anomalous effects noted. Several personal effects owned by Jocelyn Blom, located on her desk. Two items (identified as a white plastic bucket and an "X-Acto"-brand utility knife) described as having a 'soily' texture when touched. A Dell Monitor and Desktop. Attached to the desktop is an external hard drive of unknown make. A keyboard and mouse of unclear make. Described as noticeably 'blurred'. Both objects will randomly produce sounds associated with their function, despite lack of input. Multiple discarded boxes of KFC Boneless Banquet and five crushed cans of Tesco-brand cider. Located on desk. Contents missing. 114 lbs worth of salt. 180 lbs worth of unknown material. Described as having a 'soily' composition. Suspended midair, opposite of Jocelyn Blom. A full outfit consisting of winter clothes. Described as 'filthy'. Suspended midair, opposite of Jocelyn Blom. Noted to be overlapping with numerous other materials found within Cubicle 11I. SCP-3415-1 are cognitohazards considered to be the 'finished' versions of any item that has been affected by Jocelyn Blom SCP-3415. The majority of SCP-3415-1 instances are documents, files and forms that are typically handled in an accounting position. Many of these documents contain modifications made by Jocelyn Blom, with handwriting that has been confirmed as a 99.7% match. In order for an instance of SCP-3415-1 to be created, a corresponding 'unfinished' item must be placed within Cubicle 11I. If the item is considered 'unfinished' or a 'work in progress', it will be converted into a SCP-3415-1 instance after a period of 1-6 minutes. Items that do not possess these qualities and are not in direct contact with human skin will disappear after a similar period of time. The conversion of an item into a SCP-3415-1 instance has never been observed. The majority of standard cognitohazard detection routines indicate SCP-3415-1 instances do not objectively exist; those able to detect them as physical objects detect a number of highly complex cognitohazards covering the visible form of all instances. SCP-3415-1 instances otherwise function exactly like their nonanomalous counterparts. Jocelyn Blom can also create instances of SCP-3415-1 with unfinished works that would be considered outside of her area of expertise, so long as it can be considered 'complete' upon conversion. All instances are finished in a manner that would be expected with their associated form.5 Addendum 3415-A: Recovery SCP-3415 was officially discovered by Foundation assets on 04/11/2014 after numerous reports of Jocelyn Blom being unable to leave her cubicle, despite the recent condemnation of the office complex containing SCP-3415. Due to the long-reaching effects of SCP-3415 it has been difficult to determine the original date of the anomaly's manifestation. Interviews with co-workers of Jocelyn Blom report a noticeable decrease in interactions with Jocelyn Blom as a result of her workload from as early as 2009. Addendum 3415-B (03/02/2018): + INCIDENT 3415-1A - PLEASE INPUT CREDENTIALS - ACCESS GRANTED On 27/01/2018 SCP-3415 displayed previously undocumented behaviour. SCP-3415 was seemingly triggered by Junior Researcher Durham, a recent transfer to Maintenance Team-3415. Durham had been tasked with daily documentation of the contents of Cubicle 11I and was struggling to properly identify multiple objects located on Jocelyn Blom's desk. Other members report hearing Durham engaging in brief conversation with Jocelyn. Upon exiting Cubicle 11I at 13:21, Durham was accompanied by two entities resembling young children. At this point, Junior Researcher Montemayor approached Durham as other present personnel began to call for additional support. The following is a recorded transcript of Montemayor's interaction with Durham: Montemayor: Toby? What the hell is- Durham: She asked me if I needed anything doing. M: Toby, what happened? Are those - oh, fuck. Those are your kids. D: Goddamnit, she was so helpful. She saved me a ton of grief. M: Toby, this is Jocelyn we're talking about. She only looks like she's helping. What the hell did she even do? D: She - she figured it out, Kat. She knew what to do. She did it quick. Durham reportedly remains silent for several seconds. D: I don't think she's thought this through. [End Log] Closing Statement: Junior Researcher Durham surrendered himself into Foundation custody and is currently being held for further screening of cognitohazardous effects. Additional individuals were identified as Durham's children and were promptly contained as an anomalous risk. All three individuals have been contained at E-Class Containment Site-04. All documents and files pertaining to the custody battle between Durham and his ex-wife were found to have been modified and completed by Jocelyn Blom at approximately the same time as Durham's departure from Cubicle 11I. Over 70% of these documents exhibit the same effects as SCP-3415-1. Twenty minutes after the initial incident, Foundation assets installed in local law enforcement in Melbourne, Australia reported a distressed emergency service call from Durham's ex-wife describing the disappearance of both her children from their residence. Interviews were attempted with both Durham children, resulting in apparent failure; all retrieved transcripts were recovered as SCP-3415-1 instances with Jocelyn Blom's signature in place of all corresponding text. Furthermore, interviewers were unable to recall any statements made by either Durham child. Additional analysis of the Durham children has revealed that they both exhibit signs of conversion into SCP-3415-1 instances. Classification of Durham children as SCP-3415-2 is pending. Footnotes 1. Currently, Maintenance Team-3415 consists of Junior Researchers E. Judlow, K. Montemayor, A. Lang and R. Petersen. Additional resources and staff management is to be handled by a Senior advisory position filled out by a Researcher chosen from Site-16. 2. Jocelyn Blom's status outside of Cubicle 11I is currently unknown. Attempts to locate her beyond the bounds of SCP-3415 have been difficult due to its effects. 3. Usage of Jocelyn Blom's full name requires the use of her middle name in order for SCP-3415 to manifest. 4. Isaac Foster recalls interacting with Jocelyn Blom only a small number of times during his employment, and describes her as a workplace acquaintance. 5. For example, SCP-3415-1-43 is a flowerpot containing a single specimen of Ranunculus repens. Prior to introduction to Cubicle 11I, specimen had not yet developed from a seed and thus was considered 'unfinished'. Specimen was converted into its current state by Jocelyn Blom and to date has not required water or sunlight. ‡ Licensing / Citation ‡ Hide Licensing / Citation Cite this page as: "SCP-3415" by Blooper, from the SCP Wiki. 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